1. |
Kicking The Can
04:15
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I'm kicking the can
Down the road, down the road
As far as I can
To postpone, to postpone
The stark reality
Waiting for you, waiting for me
There's no future, no
Future
And England's dreaming
England's dreaming
England's dreaming
Once I had community
Now I make do with
Social anxiety
A sickness of missed opportunity
Go to sleep, skateboarder
Skate magazine hoarder
'Cause if I had my way
I'd pedestrianise
And they wouldn't advertise, either
Any good news about
Bad habits
Bad habits
'Cause there's no future, no
Future
And England's dreaming
England's dreaming
England's dreaming
Once I had community
Now I make do with
Social anxiety
A sickness of missed opportunity
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2. |
At The Table
03:47
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It's summer time
Our love is breathing (never leaving)
It's summertime
And we don't need meaning
So far away
Here in the long grass
Alright inside
Everything's a sigh
You're here then you're gone
Imaginary friend
At this table for one (at the table)
Our day has no end
So far away
Here in the long grass
Alright inside
Everything's a sigh
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3. |
In The Right Light
03:54
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In the right light
Heavens above!
In the right light
You could fall in love
In the right light
A stranger in this land
Could mistake you for a handsome man
Oh! I know, it's okay
Oh! you go your own way
Sometimes these things can happen
We come apart and we fray
For a while, anyway
Oh to live
To be two hundred
Oh to see
How it will all be
When you're too old for the sun
When you're too old for convention
Oh! I know, it's okay
Oh! you go your own way
Sometimes these things can happen
We come apart and we fray
For a while, anyway
Get used to this change
The plan's re-arranged
You've done all you can do
Oh! I know, it's okay
Oh! you go your own way
Sometimes these things can happen
We come apart and we fray
For a while, anyway
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4. |
Herculean Song
06:41
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Where does it go
The confidence?
Somedays I'm strong
Then defenceless
It slips away, pulling the rug
From under my
Illusions of
Whether or not
I'm any good
Makes me wonder if I should
Give it up
If vulnerability makes me strong
Then this is my Herculean Song
I don't know if
I'd get things done without
So maybe I'll befriend the self-doubt
And maybe contentment would be a curse
Driving to the funeral of the last verse
How much is real, how much is imagined?
How much is real, how much is imagined?
How much is real, how much is imagined?
How much is real, how much is imagined?
I'm not going to put up a fight
I just want to say goodnight
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5. |
Take Heart In The Dark
04:20
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I saw the demon
In the sky
Fluttering wings like
A butterfly
And now the rain knocks
On the window
As the streetlights
Wear their halos
And the cat
Yawns a sigh of defeat
She says to me,
"You're already beat
So don't
Step out into the light
Just take heart in the dark
In the dark
In the dark"
The stake in society
Eluded me
But it isn't all that
It's cracked up to be
And I saw the demon
In the sky
And she said,
"Don't step out into the light
Just take heart in the dark
Don't step out into the light
Just take heart in the dark"
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6. |
The Door And The Day
04:21
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With patience
I landed in
The safety net
Of discipline
Uncomplicated tears
Roll so gently
It's an ache
Which takes time to break
Breaking away
The door and the day
Are wide open
Wide open
Soon I'll need
What springtime brings
Living beside
Myself
And the sea
On a washed up island
Drowning nostalgically
Shake me awake
Slow and cranky
And give rise
To the next sweet surprise
Breaking away
The door and the day
Are wide open
Wide open
Never-ending springtime sings
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7. |
Something Of Your Own
03:46
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The scent of cold air
And the cold air itself
Raw and unreasonable
I can see my breath
And it's suddenly a thrill
Sooner or later
Just around the corner
You'll have something
Of your own
The indifferent deity
Indifferent to you, indifferent to me
The harm has been done
But it doesn't have to be fun
To be fun
Sooner or later
Just around the corner
You'll have something
Of your own
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8. |
Crack In The Pavement
05:46
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The chattering
Classes are baking
While history
Is in the making
And white men in ties
All bluster and lies
Take everything
And screw the world before our eyes
And the only trouble with
The upstairs neighbours is
The way they slam the door
And use my ceiling as their floor
And surfer with no style
What are those moves you're making?
Why make it look so hard?
The wave is already breaking
I don't like to complain
Yet I cannot deny
That these are the grievances
Petty and otherwise
Of a ne'er-do-well
Just trying to do well
And almost happy in
This crack in the pavement
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