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Red Sun Rising
02:46
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There’s a place for us on the horizon
Under the red sun that’s rising
They say there is no truth, so what’s the use
Well fuck that, there is for me and you
Under a plane-less sky, you stop and ask me why
You look me in the eye and say:
‘some day, sometime, you’ll be fine, we’ll be alright, someday, sometime’
The seasons need rearranging
Like a bitter life past saving
I blew from hot to cold
Went from young to old
And you’re the only one whoever knows
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Marrakesh
04:17
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In the photo of you and your father
Stood in front of the limestone cliffs
A crooked picture frame presents the image of what you and him did
On the ferry that night I couldn’t sleep
And over breakfast you refused to speak
I looked for dolphins in the sea
But all I saw was you staring at me
I wish I had a brother, a sister or at least a dad
So I could ask for some sage advice on how to stop fucking up so bad
Instead I’m drinking at the end of the bar, in my home town
London’s a deep scar
No I won’t shut up and I won’t settle down
cos I’m drinking at the end of the bar, in my home town
New York’s not that far so turn the jukebox up and buy another round
And meet me at the end of the bar
There was no photo of you and your mum
I found that curious and sad
Cos you would capture every fleeting moment
while I was fucking up so bad
And in the back of the bus I tried to sleep
But all you wanted to do with me was speak
In the back of the bus I tried to sleep
But I ended up sharing my seat
So I wish I had an aeroplane or at least a little spare cash
So I could hit the road to Cuba, or buy a one-way to Marrakesh
No I won’t shut up and I won’t settle down
So turn the jukebox up and buy another round
And meet me at the end of the bar
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The Noose
03:00
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On an uncomfortable chair I wait for you
Impatiently
The night and the day come together
More frequently than you and me
The love that I had for you, still hangs around
Like the end of a noose dragging along the ground
See you around
Under front doors you hear televisions
Dinner cooking, or the most beautiful singing
Under our door you would hear guitars or arguing
You said hey I know you from somewhere
Yeah well I knew you from everywhere
The clubs and the pubs and the kitchens up above
On the fire escape and in my dreams
The love that I had for, still hangs around
Like the end of a noose dragging along the ground
So tie me up and let me down
My love for you still hangs around
See you around
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It was the afternoon of the morning after the night before
I had refused to apologise
But you listened to my side of the story for once
You were filling your lungs with tobacco from Texas
And I was being so greedy with the remains of the Polish beer
You were probably saying the most beautiful things
But none of it was climbing up into my ears
Cos you have wronged me one too many times
There were many occasions when I stood by your side
But not tonight
There were intelligent civilizations existing inside of our heads
The social construction of a layered reality
Remember everything that Radu taught me
Well you are a woodpecker on the side of my head
So fuck off and find a new nest
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New Strangers
03:47
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There can be no more parties
I’ve officially drank the last fucking drop
There will be no more journeys
I’ve traveled down every road and discovered where everyone goes
It’s not going to be easy
Waking up from this
You said we could change the world
Well look around, we already did
And for better or worse we’re stuck with it
You just nodded in agreement
There will be no new strangers
From this day on, everyone knows everyone
I’m making a strange world a little more stranger
Or a glum one a little more fun
You said we could change the world
Well look around, we already did
You said in another time, you would be my girl
When I am a man and not a little kid
I just nodded in agreement
You just nodded in agreement
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I’ve been peeling off the paint
That you let dry for too long
Did you really expect me to remain
In a house unfit to be a home?
A ghost house not a ghost home
Lazy observations won’t save you from a wretched fate
You wiped that look from off your face just a few seconds too late
Cos here’s no longer where you lay
You don’t lay here anymore
I’ve been retracing our steps
A practice only suited to the strong
Cos it’s crazy what you just can’t forget
After three years eleven months
Your turn can’t be next, if it’s already been and gone
If you were next, you’d be alone
Cos here’s no longer where you lay
You don’t lay here anymore
You can’t lay here, you won’t lay here, you don’t lay here anymore
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The Lake Almost Froze
04:16
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We watched the lake almost freeze
It must have had a better excuse that you did for being there with me
I was just static on repeat, until you skipped me to my final scene
And I fell down to my knees
When you reminded me again and again
Alone
We made the lions bid retreat
You had only just arrived but you were nowhere near the edge of you seat
I always bit the hand that feeds
Until the hand died alone, not quite
And I fell down to my knees again
When you reminded me again and again
Alone
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8. |
The Olden Days
04:49
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The buffalo look so peaceful
As the wagon rolls by
You threw you boots on the table
The Tobacco tasted dry
Well I would rather not know your name
And I would prefer not to remember your face
These are the olden days
I get by with sand in my eye
The moon light drapes the canvass
The fork in the river flows wild
And a gunshot doesn’t even startle us
I’m on the fast train from Kingston to Vauxhall
To see with my own two eyes
Cos you can’t tell a man he is nothing without something
And expect him not to fight to survive
So I walk with a hunchback hood up
Brixton sure seems quiet tonight
We step on broken glass and good intentions
I nod twice and you smile
I would rather not know your name
And I would prefer not to remember your face
These are the olden days
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9. |
Maple Road
03:48
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Meet me on Maple Road
Fall back into previous assumed roles
I was Morrissey or Ramone
You were always Kim in L.A Confidential
Well it’s easy to laugh about
In public at least
And it’s simple to avoid the question
Just start brushing your teeth
It’s simple to smile about it
Walking down busy streets
But behind closed doors
I know that you become the beast
The Beast like me
Meet me on Maple Road
And scatter my ashes in the pond where the litter grows
Build theme parks over my soul
Cos you don’t need a soul where I am gonna go
And you don’t need a soul where the litter grows
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Loneliness
04:56
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Loneliness is tapping at the window again
Who keeps inviting him around?
The last time he came over
I wrestled loneliness to the ground
Your loneliness is more generous than mine
He brings you shotguns in the winter
And in the spring he gives you wine
Raise your expectations and lower your voice
People come and go around here
Roll up your sleeves
You’ve been given no other choice
So meet me in the sunset at the end of the pier
That was the best advice I received that year
A check-list of passport and beer / Swallow your pride with whiskey and beer
Loneliness holds no grudges
He doesn’t discriminate
He is always early
And he waits patiently if you’re late
He mixes your favourite drinks
With the finest whiskeys and gins
And he waits until you’re comfortable
Before he decides to begin
He waits until you’re not looking
He returns when your back is turned
He’s got the better of me now
And he’s replaced me as your man
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Washington
05:21
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I made so many excuses that year
I could have handed one out to every serving politician
I could have been the ruler of Russia
Or the USA and not just you and me
Don't trust him
Has he ever looked you in the eye
Don't trust him
Yeah I know I'm just another jealous guy
Don't trust him
Let me think of one more reason why
When you hold me again
I will shovel up these words
like the snow fall in Washington
When you hold me again
I mean if you do
If you hold me again
Every sentence I almost said
Seemed like a trite cliche
uttered by men already dead
but it's what you wanted to hear
I could get it out after six or seven beers
Hold me again
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12. |
East Street
03:03
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You made your bed on East Street
Ghosts danced between market stalls
Bus lights bounced off bathroom walls
And that made you feel alone
So that made you feel at home
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Cold Light
03:19
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You could see clearly that night
Like bright shining lights
Beaming down from the centre of the sky
The bottle resting on the side
Brilliantly reflected the full moon light
The wind blew me from side to side
But left the still water unrecognised
Unrecognised like you and I
When you turn away
I find another way
To get through to you
Wrap up I am told
Cos out there you will find
In the cold light
The cold light of today
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