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released April 25, 2017

All songs written, arranged, performed and produced by David Shah.

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Track Name: Ocean Going
if domestic life matters
what of time on the run?
sold off cheaply
the family gold
i'm nowhere near having most to scorn

time and tide and exiles
flattering the hostile
not much to be done for you, i'm told

we've ships to build
and launch into the ocean with prosecco on their bow

if domestic life matters
and it always has done
sold off quickly
the family gold
i'm not the one who has children here

all your stately assets
Purcell soaring parapets
not much to be done for you, i'm told

we've ships to build
and launch into the ocean on a mission no one knows
and who knows how it ends?
and who knows how it ends?
Track Name: C'est Pas Grave
i catch your voice
bottled up on my answerphone
you're just a little repulsed with yourself
where did it all go wrong?

c'est pas grave
that's easier said than done
now it's splashed across an infinite tundra
and you tell me you can never go home

i'm sure you'll find
a way out though
you'll kick it into a lawn never mown
and let the grassroots grow

c'est pas grave
that's difficult now it's done
and a promise that you mustn't deliver
is splashed across our gravestones tonight

the last thing we need's another giant survey
someone lashed out
and somebody else stepped out of the way
saved by tautology

c'est pas grave
that's easier said than done
now it's splashed across an infinite tundra
and you tell me you can never just...

c'est pas grave
that's difficult now it's done
and a promise that you mustn't deliver
is splashed across our gravestones
Track Name: Smallholder's Fear
well i'd like to
move things further on around here

but i'm slow now
too cautious
with a smalltime fraudster's fears

people say that i don't have to
wade any further in
but i know

you could slip on autumn leaves
you could lose your self belief
someone takes against your face
wrong time in the right place

bad news in prosaic ways
years ahead reduced to days
fall down flat upon your face
right time in the wrong place

i'd love to
be around a little more

or a lot more
but i'm stuck with
the smallholder's fear of the door

people say that i don't have to
wade any further in
but i know

you could slip on autumn leaves
you could lose your self belief
someone takes against your face
wrong time in the right place

bad news in prosaic ways
years ahead reduced to days
fall down flat upon your face
right time in the wrong place

it's a good thing
that i don't believe in
envisaging a future
to make it happen
it would be grim
when in fact
it's often happy

but then that reminds me
of cold hard pavements ahead on which...

you could slip on autumn leaves
you could lose your self belief
someone takes against your face
wrong time in the right place

bad news in prosaic ways
years ahead reduced to days
fall down flat upon your face
right time in the wrong place
Track Name: Book Burning
light thoughts
in dark times
resist forever with our stupid lives
and your pyromania

throw another book upon the fire

let the curtains fall, the sell-by dates expire
walk me through the woodsmoke air
as the markets slide
madly free and unbelieving

turn tricks
skip flights
sit forever at my careworn side
burn all the lies once told

throw another book upon the fire

let the curtains fall, the sell-by dates expire
walk me through the woodsmoke air
as the markets slide
madly free and still believing

in the days when words were binding
at least some of the time
I come round on friday evening
(it's prime book burning time)
have a rant and then i'm fine

so let another reason to be mad
scurry up the screen among the passing fads
meet me on the road halfway
after darkness falls
stone cold skin, we'll soon be home to
throw another book upon the fire

let the curtains fall, the sell-by dates expire
sit within the woodsmoke air
as the markets slide
wild and free and unbelieving
Track Name: The Intermission
i arrive at halfway in
incredulity as you rise

and a place reserved amid
runway guiding lights

too late, my son
not fast enough, love
all possibilities exhausted

some upstart's been
and we're already in
the intermission

you feel you were born too late
or as if you're ahead of time

and you hold no truck with fate
or with life as a plaything

too late, my son
not fast enough, love
all possibilities exhausted

some upstart's been
and we're already in
the intermission

might as well stay to the end now you're this far
first act, think later

second halves are always shorter anyway
and you're already...

too late, my son
not fast enough, love
all possibilities exhausted

some upstart's been
and we're already in
the intermission
Track Name: Runway
i will always be one step behind
well made arguments won't change all minds

you couldn't be more fulfilled
than halfway down the runway
relinquishing all control
miles beyond, in time

one more line that they could never sing
my life's work not quite worth anything

you couldn't be more fulfilled
than halfway through your mission
a maniac at the wheel
but this flight lands in time

bundled down the runway now
nineteen twenty-two
back seat drivers on the front row
none of this is for you

a life's there for the taking these days
in all kinds of ways
hearts are made for breaking these days

informational chaos is the perfect cover for the perpetration of massive injustice
Track Name: Clamber Up
you won't be satisfied until it's broken
you've fiddled now for hours when it was fine

so clamber up
roll my shoulders
it's never old; it's never over
i've been waiting for you

a weather vane returns to its position
the wind will change, your face will stay that way

so clamber up
roll my shoulders
it's never wrong; it's never over
i've been waiting for you

i don't always want to be the first
Track Name: Light & Sound
you need to know
some certainty

the one old thing
that's in short supply somehow

don't pull the plug just now

lights go out
lights go out
every stupid day
you don't have to do the same

they've just confused you
i could defuse you
a change of clothes in a case
it's a terrible waste

the ones to whom you answer now
would not do what they ask you to anyhow

don't do their dirty work

lights go out
lights go out
every stupid day
you don't have to do the same

they've just confused you
i could defuse you
a change of clothes in a case
doesn't quite replace...

light and sound
let's go out
find some of the joy
that's been missing from your world

so much to live for
not someone else's war
phone charger carefully packed
it's a half-conceived act

i'm not sure you believe in it anyway
not really
isn't it just the nearest absolute at hand
in a world of shifting horror?

lights go out
lights go out
every stupid day
you don't have to do the same

they've just confused you
i could defuse you
a change of clothes in a case
it's a terrible waste
Track Name: Firebrands
with the rain still fresh on the leaves
and the air all damply misleading
you select some figures that
fit with the story you'll tell

time turns rebukes into rejoinders

fatal rock n roll
disregarding work
just ignoring all of your patience
can't see the firebrands
for the hired hands
for the chancers hanging around your friends

so i stuck your face on my wall
and it caused a small revolution
and i put my heart on a wheel
life was all just ahead

time turns rebukes into rejoinders

fatal rock n roll
disregarding work
just ignoring all of your patience
can't see the firebrands
for the hired hands
for the chancers hanging around your friends

you want to sing
it's not a stage
you want to act
well act your age

my face was slapped
when i tried too hard
in time all the work
becomes its own reward
Track Name: Wild Ideals
green old bottle light
swan vestas packet in flight
where do your damp eyes roam?
over by the blue smoke
somebody knows

three cheers
the noble man
loyal service
retirement plan
bent thumbs
tobacco tears
your newsprint fingers
your wild wild wild ideals
your wild wild wild ideals
your wild wild wild ideals

patience and doing right
on time, a life in plain sight
where did the kindness go?
we left it in the alley
now it's up in smoke

cold fear
the noble man
loyal service
a treatment plan
bent thumbs
curtain tears
your newsprint fingers
your wild wild wild ideals
your wild wild wild ideals
your wild wild wild ideals