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Emily's Garden
03:40
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I kept a secret
It’s just for me
When the nurses come looking
I’m never where I should be
In Emily’s garden I am by myself
Emily’s garden’s where I am myself
It’s nothing private (down)
But it’s something personal (up)
This place I go and stay (breathe) to stow away
A little corner of the world
In Emily’s garden I am by myself
Emily’s garden’s where I am myself
Once round verse chords then…
Middle Instrumental
Keep it between us
A place for you and me
The nurses can keep looking
We know they'll never see
In Emily’s Garden we can be ourselves
Emily’s Garden’s where we are ourselves
Once round verse chords then…
Outro Instrumental - half the length
In Emily’s Garden we can be ourselves
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When I die
Plant me on a beach cliff high
Above the waves,
Let the years come crashing down
There's no sense in being on somebody's mantle
Or scattered like the child of the sea
Why bury me in the graveyard?
Bury me in the graveyard?
Why bury me in the graveyard
When my family could sit with me
When my family could sit with me
Chestnut hopes
Sprawling out on Etna’s slopes
Glastonb’ry thorn
Memento mori, be reborn
There's no sense in being on somebody's mantle
Or scattered like the child of the sea
Why bury me in the graveyard?
Bury me in the graveyard?
Why bury me in the graveyard
When my family could sit with me
When my family could sit with me
Why bury me in the graveyard?
Bury me in the graveyard?
Why bury me in the graveyard
When my family could sit with me
When my family could sit with me
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3. |
Travelling Song
04:09
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See the telephone wire
Flowing lower and higher
No two days are the same
Why would I complain?
I don’t know where I’m going
I’m with not knowing
Through the country lanes
And motorways
Dropping ballast makes you...
Untied, untethered, and unmoored
To be weightless
To be faithless
To be one without country
Can be one who belongs everywhere
And nowhere too
Past the tower that looms
Rising billowing smoke plumes
Blooms and clouds the sky
Like Sauron’s Eye
A proud robot stands
A mechanical man
Carrying our signal
Across the land
Dropping ballast makes you...
Untied, untethered, and unmoored
To be weightless
To be faithless
To be one without country
Can be one who belongs everywhere
And nowhere too
To be weightless
To be faithless
To be one without country
Can be one who belongs everywhere
And nowhere too
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4. |
Two Feet
03:19
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One and one and one makes three
Approach the problem scientifically
Solve for X and tell me Y do I
Complicate this serendipity
I can’t see two feet in front of me
One and one and two make four
Could I count my blessings just a little more?
Bite and scratch and curse and whine
Making mountains out of too much time
I can’t see two feet in front of me
Four and six and twelve make twenty-two
Search for meaning in the smallest clue
Why can’t I accept this luck?
Shrug and express what the fuck/factors are
I can’t see two feet in front of me
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5. |
Barbican Blues
05:09
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I am an architect
I built this tower with my mind
Concrete ziggurat
The beauty of it blocks the sky
I am an architect
A brutalist in wood and stone
This tower built I'll stand upon
I’ll stand alone
I don't want to get lost
But trust in other people comes at its own cost
Things take so long
Will I be here to see it through?
I am an architect
I built this tower with my mind
The cracks begin to show
As mind and tower both decline
I am an architect
I stand alone upon this one
This tower I will leave behind
Its ugliness blots out my sun
I don't want to get lost
But trust in other people comes at its own cost
Things take so long
Will I be here to see it through?
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6. |
Here Lies 52 (2014-2024)
05:15
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Here lies number 52
It had some words and a soulful tune
Scattered pieces, broken harmonies
Cloaked in dissipating energy
Here lies number 52
Once told tale of me and you
The needle past the spinning space
Record’s centre, a dreamlike place
How low?
How shall I feel about you?
Here lies number 52
Of those lies well some were true
Past the end there’s something more (up)
52, 53, 54…
How low?
How shall I feel about you?
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7. |
When I'm Drunk
03:27
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This concertina walking will never get me home
My feet missing in action
And my legs are two trombones
As I fumble for a lighter
I scream "I'm a lover not a fighter
Though these days is neither that I'm much cop at"
And when I'm drunk you're my best friend
You're my best friend
Everybody in the room is my best friend
Is my best friend
There’s some next level nonsense that I should just ignore
A few drinks in, I feel better than before
It’s not that I’m reliant on the paraffin they pour
I need a little something to grease the wheels
I need a little something to grease the wheels
And when I'm drunk you're my best friend
You're my best friend
Everybody in the room is my best friend
Is my best friend
The lights suggest a lock-in
At the old hotel tonight
You will find me on the pool table
Triumphant & supine & singing:
I'm drunk you're my best friend
You're my best friend
Everybody in the world is my best friend
Is my best friend
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8. |
Shh!
03:34
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9. |
Clear The Air
04:16
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I don’t wanna stay here any longer than I have to
I don’t wanna know why it’s important I forgive you
Over all the years there’s so much that you have taken
If you think I care now then my dear you are mistaken
Heavy thoughts we hold inside of us
Stories we tell ourselves to sleep at night
Memories coagulate, block out the light
Truth clears the air
I don’t want to blame you but the same responsibility applies
And these things we cling to, there’s a reason that they’re better left inside
Still this anger inside you, builds to a crescendo
The thing you’ve got to do is to keep passing the open windows
Heavy thoughts we hold inside of us
Stories we tell ourselves to sleep at night
Memories coagulate, block out the light
Truth clears the air
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Something is always in retrograde
Apparently this month it's Mercury
Don't sign any contracts, slaughter a goat
Eulogise your technology
Send up a prayer for your tablets and phones
The things that will save us from loneliness
Sing out your praise of those touching displays
Do those touch screen displays of affection displease you?
Have I angered the Technogods?
Is mighty Samsung a-smiting me?
Should I offer up personal data in sacrifice?
My date of birth in a burning effigy
And send up a prayer for your tablets and phones
The things that will save us from loneliness
Sing out your praise of those touching displays
Do those touch screen displays of affection displease you?
Won't somebody fix me? Make me whole again
Without you I don't know where I am
Nothing to tell me what to do today
No data, meetings, message
No social, no media, no quizzes, no spam, no plan
Send up a prayer for your tablets and phones
The things that will save us from loneliness
Sing out your praise of those touching displays
Do those touch screen displays of affection displease you?
Have I displeased you?
Have I displeased you?
Have I displeased you?
Have you forsaken me?
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11. |
Seven Veils
03:49
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Who would you like to meet?
Ripped from the script - a faithful conceit
It's all about the sacred for me
Some divine Goddess?
Every movement a word, every word that you heard
It's all about the worship for you
But I’m none of the things you want me to be
I am none of the things you want me to be
Seven veils have been lifted
Still you won't see me
Can we start again?
A story's a story so let me explain
Exotic dancer? Lady in paint?
Religion reviled at least for a while
One woman's trial’s another's denial
It's all about the sex for you
But I’m none of the things you want me to be
I am none of the things you want me to be
Seven veils have been lifted
Still you won't see me
No this isn't right
The details as dark as a starless night
Saboteur or a spy? Trade the lust for a lie
Read the history books
Written by winners, all 'facts' in figures
It's all about secrets for you
But I’m none of the things you want me to be
I am none of the things you want me to be
Seven veils have been lifted
Still you won't see me
None of this exists
What's in your mind is a myth
A child, a mother, a person - That's as close as you get
Encore encore!
I'm truly sorry I don't dance any more
But I'd have one last drink with you all
Before you put me up against the wall
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12. |
Dreamsong
05:15
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Granfalloon Manchester, UK
Manchester based composer and recordist. Lo-fi. Folk. Psych. Songs. Unusually long neck for a man my height.
Contact: info@granfalloonmusic.com
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