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Town
03:48
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These photographs are over-exposed; I thought you'd really want to see the secret blueprints of the town and what in ten years it might be... I think I'd build myself a street if all my friends would live on it, but I can't give a guarantee the rain won't turn the grass to grit.
I found a shop that's always new - can sell you what you’d never wear; I'd rather stay in this red room where I have good advice to spare. The things I hear from strangers’ tongues would once upon a time have led to revolutions in the street, but on the protest signs I tread.
The photocopies taped to trees show missing Margaret chasing birds; the birds tear corners from the page to line their nests, while in the kerb I think that's Maggie lying still, matted fur and messed-up face - the hunter has become roadkill; the call goes out to take her place.
Now we can sing the old folk songs and know the truth comes back around, like how they hold a mirror to the light and dark that shade the town. Can’t help but think today is good, maybe the best we ever had - and so I raise a toast to us, and may the others be so glad.
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Mid-Decade Blue
04:02
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'04 Picasso, rust of three previous owners on mismatched panels
Around it the grass grows - to prolong its agony, surely will soon meet its crusher
Got some place to be
Got some place to be
You bought the last t-shirt with no slogan that makes you look stupid or a liar
The most documented of all generations desperately wants to impress or look half inspired
You got some place to be?
Yeah, got some place to be
Misdemeanours caught in rear view mirrors
Wanna fly through the streets unseen
Not afraid of what it might mean
To be someone who makes a difference
Pushing buttons behind a screen
Take the fight to the other team
My grown-up reflection - now sharing a suitcase with trustworthy travelling partner -
Still lies half-awake in the middle of the decade,
Wondering if now is the right time to place my marker?
But I’ve got some place to be
Got some place to be
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Formed Into Armour
05:07
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She thinks no one will remember us
Surely statues and the mountains must?
We’re not bottles washed up on the shore
With half-hearted confessions
Seems this memory has been rewired
All its functions and its faults retired
Can I be sure of anything
That’s not in my possession?
A fire is burning, armed and reckless
Knows something I don’t know
Knows something I don’t know
Search your name out on the guest list
If it is there at all
If it is there at all
Always felt like we were ten feet tall
But memories are full of bullet holes
Beautiful city, won’t you leave me be
With yesterday’s ambitions?
A storm is coming, armed and reckless
Knows something I don’t know
Knows something I don’t know
Search your name out on the guest list
If it is there at all
If it is there at all
Waking up with the same dismay
There’s someone pulling strangers from the waves
With paper hands and an urgency
That we’ve formed into armour
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