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Way down the line
You see the reason
You see the reason for everything
So take your time
To see the reason
To see the reason he had to let go
There’s a sign
That you believe in
That you believe in, promise you will
Make sure it’s right
And stands to reason
And stands to reason.
Hearts that beg the question
Please do not waste our time
Brains give the impression
Two weeks down the line
Hearts that beg the question
Please do not waste our time
Brains give the impression
That there’s little else to say.
Love at first sight
Is a naïve notion
From lazy and frightened young
Kids, who you’re right
Are afraid of motion
Are startled and panicked when
Time makes demands
For a growing feeling
Organic and subtle for
Love can’t be bought
At a discount price
On high-streets with retail so
Reach deep inside
To where only you know
Cos what you need is not what
They may tell you
Cos you’re the one who knows for sure
What you desire.
Hearts that beg the question
Please do not waste our time
Brains give the impression
Two weeks down the line
Hearts that beg the question
Please do not waste our time
Brains give the impression
That there’s little else to say.
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People Doing Things
03:13
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And then she enters from stage left
I gotta tell her that I love her a lot
But I gotta get a belly full of wine
God help me, unhand me.
I cannot hear my people talk
Little fecker got his hand in his mouth
And this party isn’t over ‘til three
Time passes, have mercy.
And this is people doing things
Get a habit, got to get it on cue
Yes I’m gonna make a habit of you
Now thank me, god bless me
When all the things I said I’d do are done.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
All of these little things I know
I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go, I’ll go
Get off my wick now I will go
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Spit out that bristle it’s okay
Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright
I’ve got this message it’s all right.
And all my faces dealt at once
Let me show you what I’ve done so far
And then you’ll witness what I will do next
I’ll do it, I’ll do it.
And I am holding with two hands
I’m a sailor and I’ve got my sail
I’m a jockey and I’ve got my whip
God bless me, I did it
And all the people doing things are one
And all the battles mean the war is won
And who cares for peace?
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3. |
Is Dancing
02:37
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Embarrassment and seeing, fancying someone in open air
Castle Road is dancing, chewing gum, a teacher once lived there.
Take me home in your arms
With your hair tied back and the sun in your eyes
It's things like that which take me by surprise.
Nervous and beginning, strangers who are trying something out
Castle Road a camera, yellow grass and black elastic skirts.
Take me home in your arms
With your hair tied back and the sun in your eyes
It's things like that which take me by surprise.
With your hair tied back and the sun in your eyes
It's things like that which take me by surprise.
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4. |
Just a Little Phase
02:01
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What will the neighbours think
What will the neighbours think
Meetings and all this noise
What will they all think of me
Me, me, me
I can’t see this the way they want me to.
Doctor, doctor tells me
Tells me, tell me what I
Want to hear, I cannot
Understand a thing you say
Say, say, say
To me, me, for the life of me.
All this noise, I cannot
All this noise, oh won’t you
Tell me straight, oh won’t you
Tell me straight, straight
Straight, straight, straight, straight.
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I’m in an art film
On the upper deck I’m plugged in, in, in.
In shallow focus
The night confides itself in me, me, me
See the greens in the night melting by
With nothing else to do.
All the cars are crying
As they paint the sky a richer blue, blue, blue
And the sounds are a lie I was told
Enough about the view.
Did you dream a life arranged for you?
Cos I did and there was room for two
When you closed your eyes did it appear?
Cos they’re open now and we are here
Can you see what’s here deliberately?
All the thoughts that made it comes to be
Did you dream a life arranged for two?
Know why I’m going
Cos yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen
It is cold but I’m warm so it’s nice
As credits roll tonight.
Start the final scene
It’s real
As if it is a dream
It’s real.
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Look Up, It's Fine
04:11
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A jealous feeling begs you stay and keeps a man a boy
Will hold your hand then hug your chest then drop you like a toy
He’s lazy, wants to stay in bed and have you all alone
While making strange the comforts of your home.
He stands between potential friends to guard you from a threat
Loyalty to you ensures the best friends go unmet
He grips your hand and pats your back and looks you in the eye
“Get used to me, I’m here ‘til you die.”
Today, today
Today, today or any other day
I’ll wake to the perfect day.
Go away feeling
I didn’t ask you to stay
Go away feeling
Come back another day.
Another day
Another day
Another day
Another day.
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7. |
Tabard Garden
05:43
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Shenley Road is across the street
The house is half way up the right
At forty-eight where the terrace meets
The windowpane is out tonight.
His phone is up on the mantelpiece
He watches her with urban eyes
His winter coat is in Camberwell
She left it there to save the time.
He moves his feet towards the door
And then leaves.
Hold on to that note
Don’t let it get lost
It’s written by hand
And please don’t get cross.
I’m on the bus for a little while
The driver let me ride for free
The second stop is an hour away
There’s only standing room for me.
I’m writing you now
Now that it’s too late
To tell you I’m sure
That you should not wait.
That you should not wait
That you should not wait.
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8. |
Mono No Aware
04:31
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Boys from school are home now, you can’t see them but they’re there
Half the pubs are closed now; you’ll have to speak up to be heard
If I look in through the window, it’s hard to know with
My reflection in the way; you can’t see them but they’re there.
In Simmons Park there’s a stone hut, I’ll sit there when I’m home
It gets quite cold in the evening, so I’ll wear a coat and gloves
And the park won’t have changed at all, the park it won’t have
Changed at all; I’ll sit there when I’m home.
Boys from school are home now, you can’t see them but they’re there
Half the pubs are closed now; you’ll have to speak up to be heard
And I know I’m getting older cos there’s grey hairs on my
Head, I promise you; you can’t see them but they’re there.
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