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Somers Town
04:21
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Broken windows and red wine,
Headlights on the road
She writes a word across my mind
Then we explode
From stage left the first light comes
She was telling me stories of kings and queens
That in the end the things they’ve done
Mean they only smile in their dreams
And it was 4am
And there was sheets of rain
And the paint around her windows was turning brown
Wait for me in Somers Town
She was never the same after she found God
I remember the fire in her brain
I was never the same after Chicago
I remember the sound of a distant train
She says its getting late
And then the levees break
Underneath a bridge, no one around
Wait for me in Somers Town
She rents a room inside my thoughts
And comes to stay this time of year
I heard she spent some time up north
I wonder if she knows she’s here
And from stage left the decades climb
And every version that I’ve found
Of the beginning of time
Starts with a word or a sound
Wait for me in Somers Town
Wait for me in Somers Town
Wait for me in Somers Town
There’s a strange man lives in my house
Wears my boots and uses my name
I can't seem to throw him out
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2. |
Colour TV
04:15
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I'm heading for the station to catch me a train
I heard about a place between the wind and the rain
Between the view from my bed and the evening sky
Between the years that we lost and that look in your eye
I'm sorry my love for the hell that I bring
For the holes in the roof and the songs that I sing
For the nights that I missed and the silence I speak
For the dust in the kitchen and the distance I keep
For the house that I built at the bottom of the sea
Out of empty bottles and colour TV
Don't worry they said, it won't do you no harm
I heard about a place where the rivers are calm
That mark on the wall that I said was a curse
Seemed to open up a hole in the universe
So I'm heading for the lights out on Racklesham Bay
And I don't expect you to go through this again
I've been building a shelter since the devil went free
Out of empty bottles and colour TV
I'm heading for the station to catch me a train
I heard about a place between the wind and the rain
I'm sorry you knew this version of me
For the house that I built at the bottom of the sea
Out of empty bottles and colour TV
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Dreamland
05:26
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Shadows vast on spheres casting darkness cross the borders
Rotating in formations bound for chaos and disorder
Our hero now dressed all in red recites poems for his daughters
Just before the lights go out in dreamland
Behind screens the man's machines build empires of information
While gleaming blindfolds and masks are sold as answers and salvation
As if the only way to prove we are here is through distraction
And to wait until the lights go out in dreamland
From the endlessness a familiar voice speaks out a message
While flashing lights and tailbacks stretch out far behind the wreckage
And those shadows cast a sunset that could bring tears to the masses
But it is just the view when the sun goes down in dreamland
Wars of misdirection still shed blood out in the streets
Over ancient lines in sand designed to define identity
As if those murderous kings and queens ever cared for you and me
They were just trying to save themselves before the lights went out in dreamland
While waters rise above the skies that’s slowly suffocating
And the gold parades try to persuade us its a grave of our own making
Well soon the air they breath will be more precious than the diamonds they are saving
Oh the earth will laugh when the lights go out in dreamland
A singer on a car radio is very clearly lying
The driver changes station to hear what he should be buying
While the voice tells our hero you have almost finished dying
But you’ll be back before the lights go out in dreamland
Competitions of experience play out across the wires
Obsessions over imagery and anonymous desires
While arguments with no endings rage and a thousand forest fires
Will burn until the walls come down in dreamland
Our weary hero wonders as he’s placed back in the system
How many times before he has been in this position
And so into the darkness he quietly asks the question
Could I have met myself before the lights went out in dreamland?
The flawed and fickle leader and the lonely child singing
The beggar and the banker and the lover you left dreaming
Everyone you’ve ever met was you in different clothing
Now close you’re eyes as the lights go on in dreamland
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4. |
Love In The New World
03:42
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Lay down by that crystal crystal water
Watch the sunshine landing on our broken skin
It has travelled through the void and turned red and golden
Let it take away the fear and original sin
Let the hills and the mountains move on the horizon
Let us stay here 'till we are rocks and stones
Let's make love in the new world
Let's make love in the new world
Let's make love in the new world
Take off your heavy heavy boots and chains my love
Between the weightless water and the gaussian sky
Take off your unknown future and you past my love
Let us just be two souls, two souls in the wild
Let the moving earth be our chariot through the dark
Let us stay here till we are planets and stars
Let's make love in the new world
Let's make love in the new world
Let's make love in the new world
Let the hills and the mountains move on the horizon
Let us stay here till we are boundaries of time
Let's make love in the new world
Let's make love in the new world
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5. |
The Hole Around My Head
03:17
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There's something wrong with the boiler
Makes a noise when I sleep
I'm beginning to wonder
If it's trying to say something to me
And the days come out like bullets
And weigh me down like lead
I've been struggling with the loneliness
And the hole around my head
I was gonna call about the window
But it always gets too late
I've been dreaming about the wilderness
Daddy's gonna die some day
I was running through the walnut trees
We fit the whole world in your bed
I've been thinking about Los Angeles
And the hole around my head
And the hole around my head
And I just can't seem to close it
We get older sometimes
And I don't know if you've noticed
I've been losing my mind
You don't have to go
You don't have to go
You don't have to go
You don't have to go
You don't have to go
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I spend my days climbing walls
Searching for ways to stand up tall
That night we took the curtains down
There'll always be pieces of us in this town
A hundred thousand light years in the garden
Gleaming like new born silver coins
All said, all done
Must be time for moving on
There's two thousand shipwrecks on the Goodwin Sands
I sank them all with my own hands
There was laughter in this house
There was laughter in this house
I don't know if I'm finally slipping away
Or if I'm slowly waking up
Storm cloud, rain come
Must be time for moving on..
One more night, circles and crosses
I think of you always and still
Last of the light, staring through VR glasses
At the mansion on the hill
Where have our lives gone?
Storm clouds rage on
All said, all done
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7. |
Candles For The Dead
03:29
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They’re lighting candles for the dead
A choir is singing loud
I’ll light a candle for the flame
As soon as it goes out
Today I met the raconteur
And read his doctrine
He seems to make it very clear
the trouble that we're in
I keep your painting on my wall
And watch it gather dust
The universe won’t rest until
We are salt and rust
And now they speak of family lines
While dressed in black she dances
If you go back far enough
Our limbs were roots and branches
So let us try to lose ourselves
For an hour or two
In this Spring of discontent
Where once the arrows flew
She’ll hold me in her drunken arms
And then we’ll rot away
This will be our victory chant
And our last parade
Oh Arthur how do I proceed?
And what about these ghosts?
How can I tell the things I need
From the things I chose?
The one who wrote her words in sand
And worshipped entropy
She was the only one I met
Who was really free
There’s new growth in the garden now
Shrubs have no time for fear
Just a little sun and rain...
And then another year
Once I dreamt she was a swan
And I a violin
First she tried to sing a song
And then I tried to swim
They’re lighting candles for the dead
And your grave is overgrown
I lit a candle for your painting
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8. |
Her Own Private Universe
05:56
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Downstairs at the cradle always dressed in black and gold
Explaining to the angels how the dead were bought and sold
Some of them born in the gutter of love, others with silver trays
All caught up in the crossfires of the war for better days
From the moonlight and the water and the dirt and the rust
She slowly built her own private planet earth
Summer had a lover in the city of sin who was hooked on the taste of the pain
He used to call every New Year’s Eve and tell her they’re making me the king of Spain
And every other night she used to dream there was a flood
I couldn’t tell her what it meant, I don’t think anybody could
She drank through the afternoons and sometimes after dusk
She'd paint pictures of her own private planet earth
I woke up in a daze she was reading something strong
She offered me a page, I said “I really should go home”
But she flickered like a candle as we sank into the floor
'Till neither of us could tell if we were dreaming anymore
Her bedroom became a kingdom as she beckoned me to serve
And we fell into our own private planet earth
Joe and Rita stayed together, through the good times and the hard
Through the everlasting winters and the changing of the guards
Through the slow and crystal evenings and the ageing of the skin
Through the unknown and the darkness and the power from within
Just after the wedding as they walked out of the church
They seemed to have their own private planet earth
Spring came like a letter from an old forgotten friend
Who reminds you every year that everything must end
As the early morning sunshine shot shadows in the rug
She stared out of the window and said tell me that I'm good
I told her we should leave before the autumn took a turn,
Or get trapped in our own private planet earth
The joker kept his money in a box under the sink
And he never even used to lock it just to prove some kind of point
I think I knew somehow as she handed me the case
She never looked over her shoulder, she slowly walked away
As old man left the cafe, there was movements in the birds
As we walked back to our own private planet earths
Well the Tuesdays and the afternoons and the endless empty nights
Slowly did their trick and turned into lifetimes
Half a pack of playing cards and a photograph of her
And on the back beneath her name, just these words:
Between the chaos and the void, the miracle is us
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9. |
Live Again
02:36
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Half awake, everyone's gone
Go a little deeper, lights are on
Walking in the dark, looking for your car
Listen to the songs that your Daddy sings
And I'm falling in
And I'm falling in
And the waters cold, high street nine
Sitting on the beach with smoke in your eyes
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Live again, live again
Streets of gold, second hand boots
Running from the darkness, putting down roots
Staring at the window, crowds of people
Listen to the sound of the snow on the grass
Put it in a glass
Put it in a glass
Needs a little something, high street nine
Almost morning, smoke in your eyes
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Live again, live again
Live again, live again
You hold me up, second hand smoke
Clock's still laughing, second hand jokes
I don't wanna live, I don't wanna die
Listen to the sound of you sleeping now
And you're breathing out
And you're breathing out,
And you're love you so, high street nine
Almost nothing, smoke in your eyes
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
I don't wanna know
Live again, live again
Live again, live again
Live again, live again
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10. |
Pushing Against Us
03:27
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It's in your blood
It's in your bones
It's on the TV
In your headphones
It's in your mouth
It's happening now
On Kepler 22b
On the streets of this city
In the small town you grown up in
At the desk where you do nothing
In the room where you've been sleeping
And It's pushing against us
We're losing control
It's pushing against us
Turning us to soil
It's pushing against us
All these years
It's pushing against us
We're still here
It's in your mind
It's in your car
It's in their rubber bullets
In every dying star
It's in your brand new kitchen
In the high high that you've been chasing
In the fires when they're raging
In the Mountains when they're shaking
In the ice caps when they're melting
In the cells when they're mutating
In the cells when they are dying
All the wood will turn to ash
All the rocks will turn to sand
All the walls will turn to rubble in the end
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11. |
The Lonely & The Brave
02:09
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Yellow lights and Tuesdays
She held me just the same
This is not the end
We can still be saved
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Will Varley UK
English singer-songwriter, musician and visual artist. Since self releasing his debut album Advert Soundtracks in 2011 he has toured extensively across the world as a headline act and opened for the likes of Billy Bragg, Valerie June, The Dead South and The Proclaimers. ... more
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