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The night is over
02:22
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FULL OF DESPERATION/
THE NIGHT IS OVER/
FULL OF DESPERATION/
THE NIGHT IS OVER/
I HUNTED FOR DARK DOORWAYS/
INTO THE GATHERING SOUND/
YOU SCREAMED WHEN THE SONG PLAYED/
OVER THE REVELLING CROWD/
DRUNKEN LIBERATION/
THE NIGHT IS NOT MUCH MORE/
DRUNKEN LIBERATION/
TRY TO FORGET ON THE DANCEFLOOR
I HUNTED FOR DARK DOORWAYS/
WHEREVER YOU COULD BE FOUND/
THEN I’D FREEZE TIL YOU DISAPPEARED/
INTO THE REVELLING CROWD/
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Eject
03:18
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A LITTLE SHUDDER WHEN IT BEGINS/
SO I CAN FEEL IT THROUGH MY SKIN/
A LITTLE SHUDDER WHEN IT BEGINS/
SO WE CAN LAUGH AT STRIKING STRINGS/
EJECT (X4)
YOU FORGOT THAT WE LOVED THE SOUND OF THAT BLACK GUITAR/
IT WAS EASY TO WALK AWAY FROM THAT PIERCING BAR/
SO DON’T SPENT THOSE YEARS UNTIL/
EJECT (X4)
SO DON’T SPENT THOSE YEARS UNTIL/
A SQUARE WAVE EFFACES/
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3. |
Drawerings
04:07
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MY EYES BEAM/
OUTWARD AND INWARD/
THERE’S SAND IN MY THROAT/
THERE’S NAILS WITH EACH NOTE/
YOU SAID SOMETHING/
I HEARD NOTHING/
MORE/
SHAME SHAME SHAME/
IS JUST A WORD CHANTED/
BLAME BLAME BLAME/
IS JUST A WORD CHANTED/ (x2)
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4. |
Nearly lost you
03:22
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I ARRIVE IN A NEW CITY/
AFFLICTION READY/
YOU SIT ON A WORN BENCH (IN A WINDOWLESS PUB)/
YOU RAMBLE THE PLAYING FIELDS/
I EXPOSE THE STUDIED AIMLESSNESS (OF SCREAMING GUITARS)/
YOU PERCH ON THE KERB/
WITH CARS WHOOSHING BY/
WE THINK ABOUT VACANCY/
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5. |
Jealous evil
02:09
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I’M NOT JEALOUS
I’M NOT WRAPPED UP IN MYSELF
I DON’T CARE
I’M NOT KINDLY
I’M NEVER GOING TO RUN
I CAN’T SAY WHAT MATTERS
I’M NEVER GOING TO TELL YOU
I’M NOT FREE
I’M NOT JEALOUS
I’M NOT WRAPPED UP IN MYSELF
WE’RE NOT CLOSE ENOUGH
I HARDLY KNOW YOU
WE’RE NOT FRIENDS
YOU WON’T LISTEN
DON’T TELL ME ANYTHING
THERE’S NO CONTACT
I’M NOT JEALOUS
I’M NOT WRAPPED UP IN MYSELF
IT’S NOT THE SAME
THERE’S NO WAY OUT
THERE ARE NO EDGES
IT’S NEVER GOING TO CHANGE
THERE’S NO LIGHT
NOTHING MATTERS
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6. |
Paper Cuts
02:41
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JUST BLEACH TO SPEAK FOR ME/
ANGULAR AND FULL OF VITRIOL/
SO STRANGERS CAN APPEAR/
ANSWERING MY CLUMSY DRUNKEN CALL/
BARE BULBS/
IN EMPTY ROOMS/
GIVE OF THE LIGHT/
THAT REST EVENLY/
TO THE CORNERS/
WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME/
I TURN TO MY VODKA/
FIND A PLACE DEEP THERE/
FREE OF YOUR BLANK STARE/
THAT KNOWS NOTHING HERE/
THOSE CHILDREN STEAL AWAY/
AS I BEGIN TO DREAM THERE’S LOVE THERE/
MOST KIDS JUST WANT TO PLAY/
AND NOT JUST HEAR MY WAILING WAILING/
WHEN YOU LOOK AT ME/
I TURN TO MY VODKA/
FIND A PLACE DEEP THERE/
FREE OF YOUR BLANK STARE/
THAT KNOWS NOTHING HERE/
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7. |
Sweetness
03:02
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SHE WASN’T SO UNUSUAL/
I WASN’T SO GOOD/
AT CURLING SHAPES AROUND HER FRINGE/
I WASN’T SO GOOD/
BUT ALL THESE SONGS ARE MADE FOR YOU/
I WASN’T SO GOOD/
AN ARTFUL BOY AND SENTIMENT/
I WASN’T SO GOOD/
SO YES/
THE LIES I TOLD HER/
SO HER HAZEL EYES GLEAMED/
ANDS SHE BEAMED/
FERVENT, FERVENT/
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The Impulse Powers Manchester, UK
A music and writing project, which mines my personal history to try to move past painful or negative
memories.
These songs and poems confront and then re-inscribing adverse experiences, to try to find acceptance, solace, or even glimpses of joy in dark times.
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