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No More Lonely Songs
03:20
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I’ve been waiting so long
Until something came my way
It’s time my bubble burst
It’s not going down that way
I can’t feel no more lonely
Than I feel right now
I’m tired of wondering why
And I’m sick of wondering how
So tell me, won’t you tell me
Where I’m going wrong
Cos I’m running out of patience
And there’s no more lonely songs
I don’t believe in soulmates
That stuff is make believe
It’s the liquor of the lonely
The sad and desperate pleas
Step outside, the wilderness
Is seldom warm and safe
But there’s got to be and ending
Everything within it’s place
So tell me, won’t you tell me
Where I’m going wrong
Cos I’m running out of patience
And there’s no more lonely songs
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The Plough
03:38
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A million pairs of eyes watch over me
Treading water in a gentle and dark sea
The treasure in the night is far too rare
But the plough is all I need to take me there
The dew is slowly soaking through my shoes
Well disconnect and make up our own news
Interpret verse we learnt when we were young
Tonight it is the sweetest tune ever sung
So I’ll go, knowing it won’t ever be the same
Yes I’ll go, clutching to the photo in its frame
Yes I’ll go, keep the senses locked within my mind
An hour in a dream, where the stars were all aligned
It must have been a year since breathless streets
Routines, through the cycle and the repeat
The air is still; no chill falls on my bones
If I stayed here any longer I’d call this home
It creeps away the distance of the song
We laughed, we cried, we felt and we belonged
Keep the morning, it’s here I need to stay,
But for now the plough will always light my way
So I’ll go, knowing it won’t ever be the same
Yes I’ll go, clutching to the photo in its frame
Yes I’ll go, keep the senses locked within my mind
An hour in a dream, where the stars were all aligned
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3. |
Can't See Spring
02:47
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Won’t catch a ray of sunlight
If it’s not the clouds, she’s staring at the moon
She said, “The future is now history,
The ending of my years arrives too soon”
Darkness absorbing all the light
Drifting into everlasting night
Facing all the love that hope can bring
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
Snowdrops in the winter
A flower grows between the cracked concrete
But she’s searching for the daffodils
And grass that grows right underneath her feet
I’m not saying that I understand
But God I’m trying, I’m holding out my hand,
To live in spite, in spite of everything
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
The ground on which we fight on
Is battered with tears of angry ways
I don’t posses the answers
But I can say, “I’m sure there’ll be better days”
Convoluted circles turning grief
Doesn’t turn doubt into disbelief
The morning sun will not change a thing
But she can’t see spring
No she can’t see spring
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4. |
Middle of July
03:04
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I uttered my first words of the day
At 9 o’clock at night
Even then it was to speak to the other side of me
Trying to fill the hours when you don’t
Want to be with anyone
But hate the thought of being lonely
Sitting in my thinking chair,
My body here but mind elsewhere,
It’s getting late but it’s too soon to cry,
Feels like winter in the middle of July
I roam from room to room feeling safe,
These walls offer protection
Confinement is a reassuring friend
The darkness makes it easier to sleep
But I can’t get no peace
A gallery of faces sit without their names
Champion of the meek ain’t grand
500ml trophy in hand
Waiting for the dawn to purify
Feels like winter in the middle of July
I hear friendly voices laughing in the living room,
However when I join them empty seats are all that greet me,
Echoes bounce inside my head and then defeat me
Trying to fill the hours when you don’t
Want to be with anyone
But hate the thought of being lonely
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