1. |
The great extoller
04:49
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I am the great extoller
Carry the world upon my shoulders
With words that soothe all
I catch you when you fall
I hold you from the precipice
With stainless steel fingertips
And you know by dawn
I’ll blow away any storm
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2. |
Strung out
04:47
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It’s a compulsion that leads me here
A prepossession of intent
Urgently I rise
It’s getting harder to prevent
I hold this tiger by the tail
Or does he hold me?
This compulsion drives my heart
Where’s my control
Pretence is gone, I wait no more
I defy myself with my devotion
Now it’s all I can see, nothing in my way
Open doorway, slide inside, always find a way
I hold this tiger by the tail
Or does he hold me?
My spirit bound cannot fly free
Can’t help myself, will you help me?
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3. |
Elemental
05:20
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Some days she flies
Transcends all and flies
Some days she sighs
Falls from the sky and dies
Inside she burns
Oh blinding bright she burns
Some days too bright
Can’t quench the flames inside
Floating around
Above the deep she is found
Some days she sinks
To grimy depths she sinks
Grounded she stands
Roots down deep in the ground
Sometimes undergound
Below it all she is found
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4. |
Squashed
06:20
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Here I lie quite supine, staring at the ceiling
Flowers of mould greet my eyes,
Oh I wish that I could reach them
I wipe away the tears on the window on this grey day
I shiver inside my room, the boiler still broken,
Landlord doesn’t give a damn, despite all I pay
I wipe away my sorrow of all those things I feel inside, in hope for tomorrow
I wipe the dark from my soul, and understand that lightning is never in control
This box room in this shared house isn’t what I’d imagined
So I will numb this dull pain in whatever way I see fit
What I really want and what I really need is so simple
It’s a place, a place to call my own
I wipe away my sorrow of all those things I feel inside, in hope for tomorrow
I wipe the dark from my soul, and understand that lightning isn’t always in control
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5. |
Slide
06:42
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The push and the pull of it, the up and the down
The back and the forth of it, the lost and the found
The thick and the thin of it, the tall and the short
The up and the down of it, dependent on your thought
The whole of the truth of it, the great pack of lies
The tight and the loose of it, the same in your eyes
The left and the right of it, the strong and the weak
The fast and the slow of it, the loss of the meek
Slide
The night or the day of it, for better or worse
The smart or the thick of it, a blessing or curse
The bright or the dull of it, allow or forbid
The sharp or the blunt of it, dependent who you’re with
Slide
The push and the pull of it, the up and the down
The back and the forth of it, the lost and the found
The thick and the thin of it, the tall and the short
The off and the on of it, dependent on your thought
The whole of the truth of it, the great pack of lies
The tight and the loose of it, the same in your eyes
The left and the right of it, the strong and the weak
The fast and the slow of it, the loss of the meek
Slide
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6. |
Blink
06:18
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Tick tock tick tock goes our lives
It never stops till we die - we fade to grey
Dark thoughts on a beautiful morning
I hear the crows call me - my soul gives a creak
I am this Sunday and I’m doing OK
Made it up as I went along, in glorious messiness
I see no matter where we are
We’re only with ourselves
I am, I find, seeking and finding
I feel my own wheel turn faster than expected
The wind has changed, sunlight a little different
Only when you drink from the river of silence
Shall you sing
Lightning lit me, arms outstretched
Crooked but alive
I told her I’m your daughter
Sky is blue as I look around
And I feel my life has gone
All in the blink of an eye
(based on words by Sarah May 23/04/68 - 24/10/20)
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7. |
Deficient
04:51
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Eyes burn, too tired to sleep
I’m wired now, soon the light will creep through my curtains
Like iron across the land
But I ride with demons controlled with my hand
I’ve got my finger on the button
Awake – eyes dilate
I salivate
I feel alive here so I go to sleep
Don’t talk to me when I’ve got my finger on the button
Don’t talk to me, engage me, or look in my eye
Just doesn’t help me no matter how you try
But I’ve died a thousand times and I’m still alive
With my finger on the button
I’m loaded I’m ready I’m never AFK
And you know I’ve died and I’m still OK
And I test myself like this every day
With my finger on the button
I’m loaded I’m ready I’m never AFK
I have died a thousand times today
My bedroom, my console and my TV
Is all I really need now, please believe me
Because it’s so much safer with my finger on the button
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8. |
Distance
03:49
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Distance is everything, but still we are connected
A growing darkness within, we step away and hide our faces
We watch the darkness unfold its wings
And the barriers dissolve
Our Western haven still, but our struggles are small
Outside gets inside
This darkness grows unseen, distance is everything
We feel it grow – inside – outside
We step away and hide
But we’ve never felt more connected
We are waves from the same sea
But we have different mountains and rivers
Still we share the same moon and sky
As the earth turns, never stops for us
Never stops for us
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9. |
Rise
08:39
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We of England, heirs of warring
Heroes of an unwritten story
Rise like lions, after slumber
In unvanquishable numbers
What is freedom we can tell
Which is slavery all too well
Very name it has grown
To an echo of our own
Let a vast assembly be
With a great solemnity
Declared with a measured word
That are as God has had ye free
RISE
Rise like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable numbers
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you
RISE
Because we are many, and they are few
Yes we are many and they are few
RISE
Ye who suffer woes untold
Or to feel or to behold
Your lost country bought and sold
With a price of blood and gold
Stand ye calm and resolute
Like a forest close and mute
With folded arms and looks which are
Weapons of unvanquished war
Stand ye calm and resolute
Like a forest close and mute
Arms folded and looks which are
Weapons of unvanquished war
We are many and they are few
Yes we are many and they are few
RISE
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10. |
Traffic
03:58
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1…2…buckle my shoe
3…4…knock at the door
5…6…pick up tricks
7…8…lay down straight
9…10…for big fat men
Again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again…and again
It wasn’t supposed to be that way
Fair day’s work, fair day’s pay
Lies all around me
Drip drip drip drip drip drip drip
Controls my days
There’s no way, no way out
No-one sees me
There’s no way, no way out
Can you hear me?
11…12…dig and delve
13…14…maids-a-courting
15…16…dazed in the kitchen
17…18…laid out waiting
19…20…my soul’s empty
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11. |
Unsettled
05:21
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Today I feel unsettled, it’s a very unsettling world
It’s like we forgot what the hell we’re supposed to do
So we’ll just struggle along keeping it all together
Takes our bodies and souls, nothing else to do
And we are those, we’ve lived our lives in freedom
In safety and in peace
And our privilege allows us plenty
That for others is out of reach
So tell me why do I feel unsettled?
And there are those who’ve lived their lives in war
Unstable and in fear
Where can they run to find some safety
When the bombs begin to fall?
Now they really are unsettled
And there are those who live their lives in power
Lured by hate and greed
Did they ever know, or just forgotten
How it feels to be in need?
And there are those who gain from mass destruction
Grow wealthy from death and war
Do you think that they ever cared
What the hell they’re fighting for?
Now I tell you they make us all unsettled
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12. |
Adrift
05:15
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This race is flawed
Claws at our mercy
We stand and watch, adrift, with our mouths open
Dehumanise, stains us
Bound we sit, adrift, with our eyes open
We numb it out, hide and accept it
Turning away, adrift, with our hearts broken
Repeat mistakes, deeper and deeper
We fall in deep, adrift, with our hearts hoping
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