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In Another World
03:17
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By an unexpected turn of events we arrive at this.
Two lonely people in a car park and some radio hiss
with the credits rolling, faces slow dissolving, mist.
You can hear a pin drop - landing on dewy ground.
Only subtitled thoughts now can disturbed this sound.
In another world things might be the same.
Another chance might just come your way.
You never know what’s round the corner,
things could get better
or maybe you should know better.
In the dark we sit, the screen unlit, the curtains drawn.
There might be words to say, it’s hard to tell, they stay unknown.
There are people leaving - soon we’ll be the last ones.
Hear the pins drop, feel the thoughts go round.
One way or another we have to sort this out.
In another world things might be the same.
Another chance might just come our way.
You never know, things might get better.
We could be with each other
or maybe without each other.
So in the dark we sit, the curtains drawn, we’re home again.
There is so much to say but we don’t have words to explain.
In another world things might stay the same.
Another go - maybe things could change.
You never know, this could be the worst time
or maybe just a lost cause time
or maybe we could just pause time.
By an unexpected turn of events we have come to this.
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2. |
Now We Know
03:51
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You stole my password so now you know
all those things I wasn’t going to tell you.
You found my passwords and had to go
and look on my computer - I bet you wish you hadn’t.
I bet you wish you didn’t know all those things that you really weren’t meant to know.
I bet you wish you hadn’t seen all those things that really weren’t meant for show.
You found my passport so now you know
I didn’t really go to all of those places.
My diaries confirmed it
so I guess there’s no point in making my excuses.
But I bet you wish you hadn’t looked through all my things.
I bet you wish you hadn’t opened all those drawers.
I bet you wish you hadn’t seen anything at all.
But you could stop and wonder why it don’t mean a thing.
It don’t mean a thing at all.
You could stop and tell a lie cause it don’t mean a thing.
It don’t mean a thing at all.
I bet you never thought that it would be like this.
I bet you wish you’d left things where they were.
I bet you wish you’d left things lying there.
I bet you wish you hadn’t had to lie at all.
But you could stop and wonder why it don’t mean a thing.
It don’t mean a thing at all.
You could stop and realise that it don’t mean a thing.
It don’t mean a thing at all.
I bet you never thought that it could be like this.
I bet you never thought that it would be like this.
I bet you never thought that we would lie like this.
I bet you never thought that we could be like this.
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3. |
Solid Ground
02:58
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When I wake up in the morning
I can’t make up - I need solid ground.
I say a prayer for everybody.
It’s not religious, it’s not profound.
In my slow world breakfast’s over.
Coffee break down soon comes around.
All the worry filling my head,
combing my dread to still the sound.
Solid ground, solid ground,
trying to find some solid ground.
Hope and heartache, love and heartbreak,
I hope for our sake there’s solid ground.
Tears and laughter - what comes after?
Time’s the answer - just wait around.
Solid ground, solid ground,
time to stand on solid ground.
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4. |
All We Ever Had
02:41
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As we get older sounds immature
like we’re trying to deny who we are.
Between now and then a thousand once agains.
Hour by hour, day by day,
month by month, years and decades.
Not good or bad but all we ever had.
My love is getting colder.
My love just walked out the door.
My love is bored to tears.
Maybe we should start smoking again.
Plug the hard drugs with easy disdain.
Drink to excess, turn our neat lives back into mess.
When all’s said and done do you lie or confess?
When all’s said and done is there more or less?
When all’s said and done what is there left behind you?
When we were young sounds premature
When you think back we always were.
There’s no time like the present to reinvent the past
as old jokes trickle down to last laughs.
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5. |
Leaves Must Fall
03:07
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The leaves must fall.
They always fall.
They keep on falling.
They’ll always fall.
The past goes on through time.
Time goes on through memories.
We go on through memories.
The scientists say follow the evidence.
Experts say follow the facts.
I say follow your heart.
When I was a little boy
I thought the world was mine.
And it was mine.
The world will still be mine when I have gone.
I am the world.
I am of this world.
We remain!
Matter can neither be created nor destroyed.
This is the law of conservation of matter.
This is the law.
The leaves must fall.
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6. |
Resolve
03:50
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Just a penny in my pocket,
don’t know how to spend it.
Might as well just end it here.
I keep holding on to all those things that I most fear
but then the sun comes up
and we dissolve to tears
and we resolve to change
but just like every year
we don’t change at all,
it all just stays the same.
What goes around comes round
as we revolve again.
No point in changing who we are.
No point in pushing it too far.
No point in saying what’s not true.
No point in being anyone but you.
No point in changing points of view
if you can’t see what’s in front of you
there’s no point in pointing fingers.
When the sun comes up
we dissolve to tears
and we resolve to change
but just like every year
we don’t change at all,
it all just stays the same.
What goes around comes round
as we revolve again.
Got a letter in my pocket,
don’t know where to send it.
Might as well just end it here.
I keep holding on to all those things that I most fear
but then the sun comes up
and we dissolve to tears
and we resolve to change
but just like every year
we don’t change at all,
it all just stays the same.
What goes around comes round
as we revolve again.
Got a heart in my pocket,
don’t know how to mend it.
Might as well just end it here.
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7. |
Fall For Love
03:30
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Will they always want better - will they always want more?
Will there always be someone else worth waiting for?
Will they always be honest - will you feel you can be?
When you don’t see eye to eye will they tell you what they see?
Just suppose you could know
all this when you fall for love.
Will questions always open - will answers bring you close?
Will you surprise yourself with things that you let go?
Just how far will you fall
when you fall for love?
Oh I miss you.
I miss you.
Do you miss me too?
I think you do.
You come a long way but you never really go far.
You cross a lot of bridges back to where we are.
For all we know still waters flow
when you fall for love.
Oh I miss you.
I miss you.
Do you miss me too?
I think you do.
What are you really wanting? - what are you dreaming of
when you fall for love?
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8. |
Kissing That Girl
02:30
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If she might exist
then romance isn’t dead and can’t be dismissed,
you wouldn’t want to miss kissing that girl.
Two halves become none
with an others’ guilt and a hole in one.
Alone at home, texting a phone isn’t kissing that girl.
Spring is in your step
but It’s the coldest day of the year yet.
Snow melts away your sun but you have to take your chances when they come.
Younger now than old,
feeling like your soul’s been sold,
you wouldn’t want to miss kissing that girl.
And history hides its scars
through thicker skin and hardened hearts
but you wouldn’t want to miss kissing that girl.
Clouds may hide your moon and all your stars burn out too soon
but mornings always shine - so don’t leave her another sad valentine.
Reticence is understandable - memories can be hard to handle sometimes
but you’ve got to find a way.
No time for wheres and whys. There’s no time to realise
time just flies away - time’s not here to stay
and if she might exist
then romance isn’t dead and can’t be dismissed
and you wouldn’t want to miss kissing that girl.
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9. |
Yo Yo Yo
02:45
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It’s unseasonably hot - it’s unreasonably cold.
I’m unreasonably happy or so it seems that I’ve been told
by my unreasonable doc - I’ve decided that he’s ill
cause he can’t seem to stop prescribing jolly happy pills.
Now I’m unreasonably sad - being an unreasonable pain.
It’s been unseasonably sunny - but now it’s snowing again.
I’m like a yo-yo-yo on the end of a spring
pressing start to stop - pressing stop to begin.
I scrape barrels for a living and receive a dying wage.
My wallet’s full of giving but my heart is full of rage.
I’m a recipe for disaster - I’m brewing up a storm,
I’m cooking up some cold hearts and they’re unseasonably warm
so for now I’ll keep on trying - for now I’ll try and get some sleep,
for now I’ll stop pretending that everything I feel is deep
‘cause I’m unreasonably hot and it’s unseasonably cold
and I’m unreasonably worried about the things I can’t control.
And my mind just keeps on racing from the hell-hole to the bliss.
They tell me I should try pacing - are they taking the piss?
Who in their right mind would see a psychiatrist?
If my head wasn’t so screwed up - it would explode like this…
I’ll keep my hands over my ears till the voices are all gone.
I hear the seconds on my watch - they sound like a ticking bomb.
So I’m gonna steal some time cause it really does fly
on the wings of a dove - jolly happy am I.
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10. |
Miss You
02:20
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I can’t miss you like I do
I can’t miss you like I do
I can’t hold you like I did before
But I do
I can’t need you like I do
I can’t need you like I do
Though I can’t see you anymore
I do
Wait for nothing
Wait for no one
Who waits for you?
Say that something
To that someone
That’s what I’d do
It’s been said before but you get no second chances
You’re lucky to get the first
No easy questions
Certainly no easy answers
I can’t miss you like I do
I can’t need you like I do
Though I can’t hold you like I did before
I do
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11. |
Little Wonders
02:34
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They say that there’s one born each minute.
That’s sixty born every hour.
Over fourteen hundred born daily.
Half a million every year.
And it’s no wonder that we struggle so much.
It’s no wonder the things that we do.
What with all of these idiots born all the time.
Fools like me and you.
Somethings you wish you had never seen.
Somethings you shouldn’t have heard.
All of those things that you needn’t have said.
That’s the way of this world.
They say there’s no such thing as coincidence.
They say that you make luck your own.
They say that nothing is good or bad
but thinking makes it so.
So it’s no wonder how we struggle so much.
It’s no wonder, those things that we do.
What with all of these idiots born all the time
to the likes of me and you.
We leave nothing behind us but memories
and memories shimmer and fade.
Meaning gets lost, plans turn to dust,
people and truths get mislaid.
Little wonder then that we struggle so much.
Little wonders, the things that we do.
It’s no wonder we wonder what it’s all about.
Fools like me and you.
They say that there’s one born every minute.
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12. |
Dovetail Joint
02:50
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We’ve got to keep our minds learning.
We’ve got to keep on going.
Keep the bad seeds from sowing themselves.
Help the good ones keep on growing.
We’ve got to have our dreams and wake up.
Stop doing all those things to make up for.
Keep these planets spinning.
Turn away from all that losing
and start winning back the heart we’ve lost
fighting for a cause that’s cost us so much.
We talk to air when we don’t listen.
Write letters to ourselves and read them.
Both looking at what is missing.
Needing something to believe in.
Don’t say forever - there’s no point
but we fit together like a dovetail joint.
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13. |
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Time to keep it shut,
time to zip it,
Put the cat back in the bag,
drown the kittens that it had.
Words
seldom listened to, never heard.
Kill your darlings one more little murder.
Serve your sentence and in time
feel how sometimes time doesn’t heal.
Dirty washing on display,
hung out to dry,
a lovely day to air your grievances,
further distances
with words
often meaning less and misheard.
Kill your darlings one more little murder.
Serve your sentence, do your time
and feel how time sometimes doesn’t heal.
Drinking in the gloom.
The last chance saloon.
Questions to be asked
lie at the bottom of each glass
words
seldom truly spoken, always slurred.
Kill your darlings one more little murder.
Serve your sentence, steal your time
and feel.
Sometimes time does not heal.
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14. |
Driver
03:42
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Living just below the line
in the space between sun and shine.
Breathing deep on unseen air
somewhere between here and there.
Interrupted thoughts slide down
into abstract distractions.
Slowing down to speed things up,
opening doors that can’t be shut.
Taking stock to only find
clocks and watches slowly unwinding.
Sleep deprived dreams come alive.
It takes time to see
when you don’t believe your eyes
let’s drive a while.
Midday closing, afternoon dozing,
waking up when you should be asleep.
Back to front and inside out,
upside down and all around there’s doubt.
When you’re making plans on shifting sands
the roads are wide
and the distance hides
just how long you’ve got
to go on driving.
Been a driver all my life.
Let’s drive a while.
Been a driver all my life.
Let’s drive a while.
Been a driver all my life.
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The Happy Somethings England, UK
Independently unpolished band who like to be happy. Unintentionally retro. Effortlessly uncool.
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