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Human
03:47
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Human
I dangle from the world
a milk tooth from a gum
electrons buzzing
I just can’t get a damn thing done
busy losing you
and chasing my blood
all dopamine-drunk
yes, time must’ve curled behind
some pixel-ripe sun
my infant mind has zero clue
who we’ve become
the tide inside’s all swamped
with Xanax
and plastic toy guns
I’ve been gone but I could not say where I’ve been
not sure what kind of human this world needs
I just crashed here in the 21st century
so let’s break this all nice and gently
a carbon heart like a giant stone
is always tumbling after me
I’m Harrison Ford in that film
about archeology
bone digging
for some meaning
in the filth of my history
but I have lived as I spoke
as I dreamed
with my software up to date
I praised the DJ who boldly presses play
and I hoovered up the dust of dead slaves
in one sniff of cocaine
I’ve been gone but I could not say where I’ve been
please spell out what kind of human this world needs
I just crashed here in the 21st century
so let’s break it all ever so gently
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2. |
Screws
03:56
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Screws
with no war to maybe not come back from
I set about getting some real scars
went too far and got my poison all wrong
now there’s one or two
screws rattling loose
in my heart
in my heart
I was with you when the thread just went and snapped
no fanfare or thunder from up high
no candy trail to help find my way back
I disappear
and stay right here
for you to find
for you to find
you and me each half crazy
illuminated
waist deep
I lost
all grip
on myself
I got low
now it kills me when you look in my eyes
you no longer see the fairytale and fire
you see demons chewing Rorschach butterflies
I know my mind burst
but I am not cursed
I’m just tired
I’m just tired
if you run I won’t blame you one bit
whether from within or from the sky above
there is sickness raining down that will not quit
but in this wild life
under heavy skies
there’s room for love
room for love
you and me each half crazy
all medicated
pill-sweet
I lost
all grip
on myself
I got low
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3. |
Story
03:07
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Story
I bow down to the mountain
I drop to my knees by the sea
in some piss-poor gesture
of giving in
to all that will outlive me
the facts pour in, I cover my ears
as our hand basket bobs down the Styx
when the story breaks
will you give me your angle on this?
disbelief hails down
and dead birds get spat from the sky
while a cracked girl screams
from a crowded cage
somewhere on the borderline
I don’t see out so far
from my make-believe bars
and I’d die for a part to play
so when the story breaks
feed me a good line to say
might be easy to seem free
to be meaningful and brief
might get harder to breathe
it is for me
is it for you?
is any of this getting through?
so what can you do
if you want to stay wired to the brain?
push that magic button for a treat then a trick
swallow lightning down with the rain
if you abuse your choice to try and use that voice
you might burn at the stake of your claim
when the story breaks
it’s real life going up in flames
I bow down to the mountain
I drop to my knees by the sea
it is all I can do to keep my heart wide
to the idea that I am still free
the scoop is this: it is our turn to blitz
up the dreams of this desperate age
when the story breaks
will you hold the hammer or the page?
when the story breaks
will you hold the hammer or the page?
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4. |
Spiderman
04:13
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Spiderman
the spider flicks my eyelids down
and crawls into my open mouth
don’t ask me who I failed today
I’m trying to smoke some evil out
I lived my life as if I’m the dream
of some long dead romantic poet
woke up sick and shoulder deep
truth hurts the more you get to know it
I’m so deliriously happy
because I’ll be sad to leave
when the bony loner comes looking for me
I’ll have thousands of mayflies
buzzing in my key
Mary, will you stick around ’til I fall asleep
an empty space to kill some time
can’t take the heat of your eyes on mine
you see the wreck I sunk myself
in Jesus blood and godless brine
the spider flicks my eyelids down
there’s nothing left to see here now
I’m so deliriously happy
because I’ll be sad to leave
when the bony loner comes sniffing round for me
I’ll have thousands of mayflies
buzzing in my key
Mary, will you stick around ’til I fall asleep
Mary, we made it count, didn’t we
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Music
weightless, grateful
rise like embers
from my chest of flames
dance me out that door
like a spark
into heavy rain
outside world’s
so frightening
hide me underneath
your razor blade tongue
I’ve got my music
don’t need my head screwed on
shadows on my skull wall
how do you get
through the lonely days?
blast my cobwebbed throat
I’ve got all kinds of suffering
to celebrate
keep your easy ride
keep your eyes fixed
on white goods and mod cons
I’ve got my music
don’t need my head screwed on
there lies love
there lies a love
violent enough
on paper you’re an exile
and I am poor as sin
we’ll be criminals
come Christmas time
prisoners come spring
stay free inside your flesh
there’s a breath
lifts you up
to where you belong
I’ve got my music
don’t need my head screwed on
there lies love
there lies a love
violent enough
to shake your ribcage
shake your ribs to dust
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6. |
Atomise
04:04
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Atomise
atomise the moves you’ve made
water rippling
for three decades
as Saturn’s eye pulls focus on you
a riverbank bursts
and you get soaked through
you get soaked by the truth
some game-changing pain
around the bend
most times you can smell it coming
from a mile off
we can be afraid, but let’s not speculate
be awake in the moment
where the breathing is soft
whatever happens next
there is only one thing left
I love you
unfathomably
you’re atomised
and so am I
we lay our palm skins down
and we tread those soft lines
I see vigils up ahead
you see a scorched high rise
we’ll be part of this world
see it now with clear eyes
and whatever happens next
there is only one thing left
if the future
eats us alive
at least we’re delicious
if the future leans in
shrink wraps our hearts
soufflés our limbs
then at least you and I were delicious
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7. |
Road
03:28
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Road
are your ears burning yet?
been singing your praise
to the windscreen flies
got next to nothing left
just you at the end
of a long night drive
I’ll get myself straight
I mean it this time
I’m chewing up the road
to be by your side
by first light
saw this country split
from city to forest
to backwater town
ask around, you’ll take a hit
life on the edge
can really grind you down
wash this smoke off
in your full moon eyes
I’m chewing up the road
to be by your side
so give me lightning bolt blood
dance on a razor’s edge
we want the danger, don’t we love?
just give us lightness of touch
a small place to rest our heads
sometimes enough is just enough
now I see the way I’m wired
made my peace
with the things I’ve done
hope spreads like wildfire
as I move to you
and a burning sun
best get my head down
we don’t have much time
I’m chewing up the road
to be by your side
by first light
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8. |
Ignited
04:01
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Ignited
early doors, get two in
shut my blood down nice and gentle
before I spin the struggle into
something cheap and sentimental
I’m a moving target
I tango with the fear
as the gods take aim
to be ignited
to get my hands around a flame
did you pray like I prayed?
breathing dreams into the mist
did your angels take the blame
when their CEO ceased to exist?
be a moving target
as that first nail gets pounded in
I was ignited
but the goddamn game kept changing
burned myself out back there in truth
burned myself out divining you
(and I came quite close)
so which parts shall we try and save
now the new world’s licked our armour raw?
how separate are the waves
from the shapes they carve into the shore?
we are moving targets
when you get right down to that burning core
we are ignited
we’d vault the globe to do it all once more
as long as the mystery’s worth burning for
burned myself out back there in truth
burned myself out divining you
(and I came so close)
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9. |
Particles
03:58
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Particles
weighed down by all there is to lose
I was dying for some tenderness to bruise
to throw a lasso round a fake chalk moon
and pull it down for Mary
behind the fiction of that love
all dead eyes and prescription drugs
all waking through the nights
to pop the blood-filled bed bugs
and get sucked by kisses so weary
got to laugh at these extremes
we cut through tendons
while we cook up tandem dreams
I’ll never know what such
absurd affection means
as it fragments in memory
with a love that no one could touch
we were all over touched
you said ‘I can help you look up
if you can help me look up
see the particle dust
this is all just us
I can help you look up
if you help me look up’
you were such a dignified caged bird
you were always flying behind, flying behind your eyes
I’d race to catch you in these peasant poet’s words
but you’d be gone before I could think straight
with a love that no one could touch
we were all over touched
you said ‘I can help you look up
if you can help me look up
see the particle dust
this is all just us
I can help you look up
if you help me look up
high enough
high above
all of this’
weighed down by all there is to lose
I was dying for some tenderness to bruise
to throw a lasso round a fake chalk moon
and pull it down for Mary
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10. |
Chain
04:06
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lord, there's hunger in our veins
send down your relentless rains
make us clean and pure again
then line us all up on your heavy chain
I've entertained some dreamed despair
tried to tie down all that seemed unfair
I've been splitting atoms, splitting hairs
adding miles and miles to the chain I wear
you taught me to ask for help sometimes
to reach out when I'm thrown a line
to see some locks picked and to praise the crime
whether the chain is yours or the chain is mine
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll believe in thieving love ’til it sets me free
I love to stand where the ghosts of martyrs dwell
and see history repeat itself
I love to lay in the fields where the mighty fell
it keeps me close to the chain they choked on as well
in purer times I did not dare
to doubt what’s real, or to even care
I let the sky wash over as the tide
let it rust the chain I keep coiled inside
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll be thieving love ’til it sets me free
I’ll believe in thieving love ’til it sets me free
if I'm not free at the break of day
I'll sing my heart out from a chest of flames
I'll feel a hand on me wherever there's pain
and I'll dance to the rhythms of my own chain
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11. |
Moonrise
03:34
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Moonrise
who lies here
self tainted
a primal truth
elaborated
you are hungering
deracinated
sick with the freedom
for which you’ve waited
how many more times
will you see moonrise,
see the blue skies deepen?
half awake in the dull afternoons
you could hear all things existing
outside that simple room
calls to prayer
and the beast market rumbles
the exhausted jaws of time
crunching numbers
how many more times
will you see moonrise,
see the blue skies deepen?
who you are
can melt here
quick as butter
you won’t be the first in the grit-pool
to dive upwards and go under
to relent to the upward pull
of the universe
the covers twisted around your feet
your face twisted around your thirst
and there at your side
someone cries for your life
the fabric stretched thin and weakened
how many more times
will you see moonrise?
see the blue skies deepen?
reach out one more time
to pierce the sky
let the night come out screaming
how many more times
will you see moonrise?
see the blue skies deepen?
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12. |
Willow
03:56
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Willow
just as the willow weeps
to shelter the riverbank
you slump to find a sleep
to cover you now
your heart’s gone cold and blank
tell me how you really feel
how alone you really are
let the words claw up from your throat
it might hurt like hell
but this is how the healing will start
you said ‘no more’
I know you’ve fought hard as hell
I can see you’ve fought yourself raw
but let this sink in:
you do not have to fight by yourself
floor is falling
falling far below
look around you
this goes down
inside someone you know
just as the willow weeps
to reach down into the blue
you dip your fingers deep
and an ancient pain
wakes up somewhere at the roots
tell me how you really feel
no ‘manning up,’ no bolted doors
in this moment we are just real
we are brittle and burned and real
and nothing more
you say ‘no more’
I know you’ve fought hard as hell
I can see you’ve fought yourself raw
but let this sink in:
you do not have to fight by yourself
floor is falling
falling far below
look around you
this goes down
inside someone you know
you do not have to fight by yourself
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