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Web of Wire
03:29
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Inside this unholy web of wire
I can taste the sun
Deep in my delta of sound
Droning and chanting obscure as they come
At the threshold of the temple
I saw the candles inside
From a distance I though t they were stars
Making another world bright
Revelations from the East
Help me wander away
I take the pills everyday:
Next time I’ll come back as a girl
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2. |
Two Room Scene
04:25
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How do we know the time passes slow?
There’s nothing going on here
Changing our clothes every hour like a badly made comedy
Please chase me my dear
From the front room to the back room we fight like philosophers
Please don’t be angry with me
Will we be saved by the love of everyone we know?
Will we be safe with anyone we know?
Close the windows lock all the doors
Something dangerous is near
Now is the time to be true
In bed in the afternoon
Sing sweetly my dear
If I try to keep it quiet we might make it through
I can’t be angry with you
Will we be saved by the love of everyone we know?
Will we be safe with anyone we know?
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The Jesus Week
03:54
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It was more of a sober week, not a drinking day
More of a place to hide, not somewhere you could stay
Don’t let the old folks get you down
What colour car is your father’s car?
What kind of blue?
If you could be anything you wanted
What would you do?
Everyone’s happy, no-one’s scared
The evil old ones in their lair
Only rarely come up for air
It was more of a Jesus week than a devil day
More of a place to hide than somewhere you could stay
Everyone smiled, no one frowned
Picked each other up when they went down
Left the silver in the ground
Don’t let the old folks get you down
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Like a cradle rocked in time
All around the air is motionless
The glass tipped swift into the bowl
And the alcohol in all its recipe
Poured from one to the other
Without letting one drop disturb the atmosphere
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Hypnotist
04:57
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In the waiting night
The fridge clicks and the TV sighs
Lamps bend their heads
Prisoners in paradise
I want to get up, switch on the bedroom light
Jump off the balcony like I can re-invent flight
First thing in the day
It’s easier to stay
Keep out of the way
I’m learning how to hypnotise myself
Deep in the night
The kickstart of a motorbike
Hungry and mean travelling with dynamite
A print-out of dreams on double glazed tapestries
The escape of the thief stealing love in digital time
First thing in the day
It’s easier to stay
Keep out of the way
I’m learning how to hypnotise myself
I learned to hypnotise myself
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Grace of God
03:07
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Shouldn’t I have something to cling on to?
The certainty of heaven, just like you do
I don’t believe in God and when I die
I will not be rising into your future sky
Here comes baby Jesus he loves you so
Please put on your seatbelt, wherever you go
I don’t believe in God and when I die
Nothing much will happen
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The Quiet Fanfare
06:28
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We dance in silver castles
Spinning the tops of our heads
Like plate magicians on a stage
Each with an eye on the better option
Maybe the stranger at the bar
An eye, a flex of muscle
Our need to not go home together
Ending with the light in the quiet fanfare of a kiss
We’re free from angry interruptions
In love with absent courtesans
But doomed, doomed to go bed
And lie there side by side like mediaeval kings and queens
That’s how it seemed to me
That’s all we could ever be
Just my old fantasy coming back to me
On days when living is a challenge
No-one’s impossible]to mis
I never got to tell you that I loved you in the quiet fanfare of a kiss
That’s how it seemed to me
That’s all we could ever be
Just my old fantasy coming back to me
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New Scissors
03:20
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In the deep dark bars of Amsterdam
I plot revenge and I make my plan
I want my share of contraband with a list of the residents in my hand
In my flappy jeans and leather coat
I’ll sail on down in my brother’s boat
Follow up the telegram my mother wrote and throw their bodies in the most
New scissors cut me away
Old comrades now must fade and die
The bubbles burst like broken dreams across the sky
Break all the windows and smash the jars
Bring out the Bentley and the stolen cars
I’m not too sure where the papers are but t the rule of law is quite bizarre
I want the bricks, the sticks and the stones
Their grass, their coffee and their broken bones
Throw the Old Girl in the dirt
I don’t care who gets hurt
When scissors cut me away
Old comrades now must fade and die
The bubbles burst like broken dreams across the sky
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9. |
Falling Down Girl
03:53
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Don’t fall down
We have so far to go
Throw the bottles out to roll in the snow
Don’t fall down
The day is still so long
Just you and me
How could it go wrong?
We’ll still get up to mischief
So stay up on your feet
Be careful of the edges and the monsters in the street
Don’t fall down
It’s hard to keep steady
If we separate then I’ll be ready
Two strong arms and a tender heart
So kiss me hello like you did at the start
We’ll still get up to mischief
I we can stay up on our feet
Be careful of the edges and the monsters in the street
We’ll still be optimistic
And you’ll agree with me
There’s nothing so fantastic as the time that’s yet to be
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Vibrations Of The Sun London, UK
Vibrations Of The Sun is the new project from Christopher Cordoba and Paul Frederick of avant-pop group Jack Adaptor, A swift and sudden left turn to find the sounds from the sun. Recorded in isolation from the world and from each other. Terry Edwards played tenor sax. Cordoba composed all the music in his home studio. ... more
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