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The Midnight Bell
01:37
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Buy a drink for me
Then I think we’ll see
Islands meet with secret prayers
Now retreat to Hangover Square
My relentless skin holding me in
Tear it open my skeleton swim
Guards and soldiers bar release
Time beheaded and left outside in peace
Out of place like the moon
Clear as day when it’s only noon
A dove disappears behind a cloud
My voice disappears in the crowd
Pearls of wisdom washed on the shore
Open to those seeking more
Who can I share all of myself
Mermaids queue and bathe within my wealth
You said you won’t ever close your eyes
‘Cause it’s just too dark inside
Let’s just sit and touch the sea
Time to focus and slip, into, the real me
Out of place like the moon
Clear as day when it’s, only noon
A dove disappears behind a cloud
My voice disappears in the crowd
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Ghost Train
03:08
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On a bed of lush green grass
Life’s worn feet tell of the long days past
Love expressed and sorrow found
The sighs from the hallowed ground
Beneath the earth to the world you crave
Memories twisted broken in the grave
They hoist you up to fall again
The sighs from the hallowed ground
A half opaque trail of smoke across the horizon
Thats lost in it’s own illusion
It goes on and on, it goes on on and on
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Ladybird
03:54
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…And just then, a ladybird dropped down, with questions in her eyes
But her words, were pictures in smoke, to inhale, internalise
“When you see, the pictures on the wall, of this prison paradise…”
“Do you see, yourself as the star, in the movie of your life?”
Could be time to slow it up, could be time to speed it down
Focused only on your heart, but your head still hangs around
You just have to feel something, you don’t have to understand
“Let me film, everything you do, let me screen it ev’ry night”
“Sing along, ev’ry time I play, a soundtrack to your eyes”
As the lights, and curtains fall from view, I whisper once again
Thanking her, explaining that I’ve found, this film will keep me sane
Could be time to slow it up, could be time to speed it down
Focused only on your heart, but your head still hangs around
You just have to feel something, you don’t have to understand
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City Slumber
04:26
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Whisper your dreams, while the city sleeps
In moonlit days, your secret it keeps
Nineteen crimes behind closed doors
Quiet screams and restless shores
Never knowing, when the night will end
I’ll help you breathe, and feel free again
Nineteen crimes behind closed doors
Quiet screams and restless shores
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6. |
Angels and Anvils
03:45
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All the things you left unsaid
All the things you left undone
I’m crying for the poem unwritten
Burning for the passion unsung
So soon
The angels that you made for us
The anvils that we heard you hold
All the love that kept you free
Shining and to be told
Too soon
I feel the dust settle and burn
Too soon for a wild, wild, return
Your angels and anvils slipped away
Slipped away
Painting with an open heart
Honestly mysterious
Never could I have known
The life you made delirious
So soon
I feel the dust settle and burn
Too soon for a wild, wild, return
Your angels and anvils slipped away
Slipped away
So so tired of thinking too much
Thinking too much
Your angels and anvils slipped away
Slipped away
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7. |
We'll Get By Somehow
05:51
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She cries through the night
Sees death within life
From the frozen sea
A plague comes for those
Wearing curses for clothes
Statues of sand crash to the sea
See me spread my wings and fly
Before I lose my chance to roam
I glide ten thousand miles
But never want to feel alone
You follow as I sail
No solo fairytale
I breathe your air
A well full of fire
Unleashes my desire
Could turn a mind from blind to see
See me spread my wings and fly
Before I lose my chance to roam
I glide ten thousand miles
But never want to feel alone
So hold me close and softly say “it’s alright for now”
“no matter how much the changes hurt, we’ll get by somehow”
So hold me close and softly say “it’s alright for now”
“no matter how much the changes hurt, we’ll get by somehow”
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8. |
A Thousand Prison Nights
03:11
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In a broken room a woman sits down again
Wrapped up inside feels the webs of hate
Fertile fingers free with no escape
Timed decent nothing ever explained to her
Don’t let go, I know, I know
Bitter veils mask wounds we compromise
Watch freedoms’ door close before our eyes
Science opaqued let it clear let us rise
Silenced sounds repeat, calling all the time
Don’t let go, you know, you know
Endeavour ends a thousand prison nights
Purple sashes draped in green and white
Honour and hope pure of soul blaze of light
Bond fed voices form deeds not words
Don’t let go, we know, we know
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The Hunger
03:32
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See my hunger in your eyes
My madness reflected, amplified
Those who we hunger for
All-consuming, we want more
I hunger for you
I love you
I’d tell you but I’d terrify you
Our insanity, it comes through
I hunger for you
I love you
Holding hands towards my paradise
Leading you to our vice
I hunger for you
I love you
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Hangover Square Bristol, UK
Soul-stirring Americana, a cinematic take on folk-blues that is a balm for the broken hearted and a swoon-inspiring delight
for the lovers.
Expect the feel of a Win Wenders film with Bjork popping up to provide musical interludes.
Victoria Bourne and
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