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Open Heart Learning
03:28
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Checking all the time
I can't go then honestly, it's fine
I'll stay home in my room
I've got some things I really should get to
Saving all the grace
I'm sure it will come in useful one day
I thought I would change but I'm feeling the same
But I know what I need to ignore
When its about me
Then its always hurting
So I open my heart once more
And compare myself to before
Turning in my bed
I can't sleep it's 3:05 am
Some people can't be told
Who's making all that noise down the road?
Darkness screaming black
The small hours turn the volume up on panic
Lying right here and all I can see
Are the things that I've never achieved
I wasted my time or I never was brave
Spent my time always playing it safe
Now my heart is open again
Is there really such a thing as satisfaction can I have it?
How am I even supposed the get the thing I really always wanted?
I don't know much, anymore, far less than I did before
Every new day is a knock on the door
A new stranger I've not met before
Standing right here in my slippers and gown
With one hand that rests on the latch
Oh there's so much that I want to ask
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2. |
Epoch (for H.J.D)
03:20
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You saved the best till last
You thought they wouldn't find you
Traced over photographs
Your love, connective tissue
By the hand of god or premonition
In them realm of unreal education
You wanted always to be young and never grow
Traced over phonebooks and postcards and old photos
Gave everything he had
Three dollars for the printer
Lying awake at night
For fear of snowless winters
Or the organ grinder or John Manley
A child of 81 died with no family
When they discovered your cupboards they could not wait
But the you told them their findings were far too late
Holy communion and Vivian girls congregate
Caretaker, myth maker, god figure what is the difference
In us, if we are much more honest
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3. |
New Thought Leader
04:00
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Before videos of
moon landings
There’s always someone
Claiming
They filmed it in
A studio
They pulled you in, more fool you
Everywhere there’s secrets
Our lives become our own
I’m dying every moment
But I’m glad I’m here right now
And I want everyone to know
Like long rumoured
Ghost writers
Our mysteries
Grow wider
The longer we dance round them
Like ufos round heaven
I’m sat here making folds in
My brand new tin foil hat
I need a new thought leader
But not so I’ll remember,
I’m hoping to forget
When they find my chest on the river bed
My secrets will
Be written
In code scrawled out like a Rosetta stone, invisible
Forever
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4. |
Dirty Crusty
02:12
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Watched Dirty Crusty
In the round, in the Yard
The dancers showed me
How to dance
In the dark
I didn't know what
What to say
We just didn't click anyway
I'm sure you felt judged
My questions were rushed
And you didn't give enough
The spotlight fell on
A nervous man in the aisle
The actress gave him
A serenade, with a smile
And we were all fixed in her gaze
And we were all on her stage
A moment in time that was shared
The space between us disappeared
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5. |
The Book of Job
03:36
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If you want to
I can be your god
Even if I'm wrong
I will catch the beast
Tie his tongue with
String
And sing love is simplified
I will shave
My head and face the sky
I can't help but feel good is not enough
I want to serve and have the love returned
From a throne
Unleashing justice
If they deserve it
Throw them all down to hell
Make it gospel
That the proud men grovel
And what of us?
If you had the chance
Would you ever
Swap your suffering?
I know its easier to be led than lead
But I'd rather make the cut than bleed
(I taught you everything you know, I made you baby)
Lambs lie down
Blameless and blistered mouths
Ten children
That you've now
Given to Him
Then he said to me
You're the one I need
I want to feel
Cosmic bullying
From a whirlwind
Is no accident
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6. |
Human Beauty
05:03
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The door slides on on the train
And heaven sits in front of
The eyes are all ti takes to say
'I am the greatest mystery'
I don't know where you're going
But I want you
To be baptised
By my eyes
Heaven is bestowing
A dream I don't want
Compromised
Say what you want to say now
Prove what you want to prove
I'm lost in the human beauty
That no longer belongs to you
Sitting in the window seat
Like a bird I'm circling
Over streets I claim as mine
Reborn into another life
But can never tell them
How much why mean
To live again
In my imagination
Say what you want to say now
Prove what you want to prove
I'm lost in the human beauty
That no longer belongs to you
I wrote a story, I wrote a story for you
I wrote a story, I wrote a story too
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7. |
My Kronstadt
03:30
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The forums were all buzzing
Like clarion of sorts
I was sewing on my badges
For the purest of the pure
Instead I climbed into their garden
I scaled down the walls
Now I'm bathing in their fountains
While the revolution calls
If you were me
Would you take a stand?
The slogans are free
I'm discovering
Give me whiskey to drink
From an old tin can
I'm sure you'll find
I'm a selfish man
I'm hiding from the shadows
Buried deep within
The places that I go to
When no ones listening
Now I'm left with all these witches
To drown without a lot
I'm a horse that never stumbles
You're a hand without a glove
If I've achieved
What I said I would
Then I will dream
Like they never could
The prayer on my lips
My frost covered coat
Heaven believes I'm original
Far into the distance
Fade the human silhouettes
I am growing smaller here
No one notices
But in hidden books
And in my favourite children's games
I will rise through forest fires
To see the sun shining
If you were me
Would you take a stand?
I'm sure you'll find
I'm a selfish man
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8. |
A Play On Magic
03:45
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You crossed the bridge
Over the Styx
Moments before
Behind your door
You were happy
And you had him
You were handing
Out napkins
Change in a moment
It's passed
Making all meaning
Meaningless
Never has been
A wild thing
To feel its own
Self implode
No dwelling
That's selfish
No omen
That's human
Gone in an instant
Just left
No warning was given
To us
Change in a moment
It's passed
Making all meaning
Meaningless
Despite all my
Time I've spent inside
My best efforts
To stay alive
I built my igloo
Bricks all made of ice
Beside my campfire
Outside
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I wish you well, i really do
I wish you well, i really do
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10. |
Chances of Victory
04:30
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This may be my last
Day on earth that I have
The shards of time
That fell into my lap
Once stood row on row
Before I sheltered from the blast
Chances of
Victory
Are looking slim
Word is that
Defences
Have fallen
Fear is not
Uncommon
One thought at a time
Like ducks in a line
We're always in the emergency of now
But no one wants to raise their flare and shout
At that time
We became
Acquainted
Like old neighbours
Who've never really
Ever spoken
Nothing is
Permanent
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The Birthday Letters Sheffield, UK
Sheffield based alternative/folk/pop
New album 'Yearning for Vitalists' out
24.6.22
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