1. |
Dust In The Sunlight
01:37
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we’ll be here a while
a thousand years seem short
you’ve never re-assembled particles before
we’re all around you
we’re dust in the sunlight
some day you’ll find us
piled up like a lifetime
try to piece together
what entropy undoes
familial resemblance
have you forgotten us?
we’re all around you
we’re dust in the sunlight
some day you’ll find us
piled up like a lifetime
and in your dream
there’s a clearing in a forest
and we’re there
but you wake up
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2. |
Tagged
01:18
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god this life
crawl then run
first you’re cruel
and then you’re done to
you only meant to make your mark then disappear
but you’re still here
i’m with you
i don’t care what you did
most pieces fade
we only meant to do this one day at a time
but days run wild
i haven’t seen all of the streets within this town
the clock runs down
i’m tagged
window-down, back-to-back
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3. |
Wander Off
01:55
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i had to wander off
this road map says that’s what he does
i had to move away just to feel i was choosing
up there like a man upon a mission
confident that everyone would see
careful to avoid the small derisions and setbacks
and hold out for victory
and aspiration came like blossom surrounding a drain
such certain fairytales that nobody asked for
i retreated in the intermission
confident that nobody would see
i got home and watched the television
a box set, a lifetime, a family tree
so what would life have been if i had stayed there?
weekday words not such a mystery
there for your quotidian decisions
a lifespan, a flight path, a way to be
i found a way to be
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4. |
The Sticks
02:17
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i kept you waiting
but don’t take it the wrong way
i was just lonely
couldn’t keep good company
if you squint it’s like the London skyline
if you try, this is the New York highline
you’ll smell of roses, pelargoniums and evergreens
sitting side by side amid a burnt-out scene
if you squint it’s like the London skyline
if you try, this is the New York highline
could i raise a smile without so many air miles?
you’ve already seen a peerless skyline
if you’ve seen it in a film
this could be Staten Island
this could be Bay Ridge in Brooklyn
it could almost be Midtown Manhattan
it could even be Bedford Stuyvesant
i’ve got this
i’ve got this
are you in?
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5. |
Real Life & Pictures
02:40
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halfway round the world
feel like i’ve forgotten to turn the oven off
has everything burned down?
checking in ourselves at this uncanny cabin
it looks as advertised yet not at all
the room seems bigger in real life than in the listing
i’ve been looking out there to make things right
at the centre of it all, all skeins in flight
don’t go looking at me to get anything right
at decisive moments, i will be found wanting
in the surface glare the distance is forgotten
sunshine feels the same here and at home
the invisible hand that made this room ready
and someone else will sleep in here next week
the world seems bigger in real life than in the pictures
i’ve been looking at you to make things right
at the centre of it all, all skeins in flight
so don’t go looking at me to get anything right
at decisive moments, i will be found wanting
i will be found wanting again
but wants are rarely needs
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6. |
Jurassic Lapse
01:50
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the highest point along the south coast of somewhere
will i return to find some more has disappeared?
greensand glints like a medal
a hammer surrenders an ammonite
outcrops
fossil collectors
corsican pines in the falling light
a seagull dives at Langdon Wood
our hero flees
his house now built quite obviously too near the sea
greensand mocks us with ages
a hammer exposes a belemnite
headland
fenceposts reclining
Stonebarrow’s lost in the fading light
smile lines stretch like the arc
that a hammer describes
safely out of sight
bloodspots soon washed away
by the tide or the rain
where were you all night?
this is just a high point in your own head
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7. |
Kilburn High Road
01:40
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it’s 1996, so i haven’t really slept
and i’m late to work again
but the lunchbreak’s just three hours away
mine’s a half in the Colepitz with a sandwich
we will snipe then emerge into the sunlight
on Kilburn High Road
Mr Joe smells the real ale on my breath
stores it up and three days later
passes comment underneath his breath
it’s my turn as the punchbag on the front desk
improvising advice later contested
in Willesden County Court
we’ve got hair
we’ve got flares we’ve got flair
and our jackets come from Rokit
and our dance moves come from god knows where
Red Stripe swigged from a tinnie at a clubnight
we will sway then disperse into the twilight
it’s Kilburn High Road
there’s still time to be yourself
still time to let yourself go
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8. |
Letters Off
02:02
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i swear i sent that letter in
i’m sure i signed it too
but i must have used some special ink:
invisible
in twenty point helvetica plus bold
they’ll be united and we’ll be divided
you only win a speedway race
by going round and round
and not really getting anywhere
just victory
in sixty point helvetica plus bold
they’ll be united and we’ll be derided
the parakeets will scream it from their bough
they’re celebrating, but we’re only starting out
and that gives at least some hope
we marshall our small resources
that gives at least some hope
time’s on our side
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9. |
A Ghost
01:48
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northern lights
not on cue
that’s our time
read the room
there goes our opportunity
and yet i feel fine
a ghost falls through those walls
it’s not you
that’s not your style
but i do recall you
your phrases surround me
old advice
tested lines
a joke extended
some passing time
here comes my indeterminate decline
i feel fine
a ghost falls through those walls
it’s not you
that’s not your style
but i do recall you
your phrases surround me
i do remember you
your words stand around me
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10. |
Live Again
01:39
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crisply divided spoils
scraps for a day of toil
we're not in it for the money
but just for a taste of power
we can live again
everything's endlessly possible
and just a million years away
if they had stopped the clock
i could have run a mile
in three minutes fifty-one
feet held up to the fire
we can live again
everything's endlessly possible
we've just a million years to wait
so let me know when you've invented that time machine
everything endlessly floating free
you're just a million years away
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11. |
Your Move
01:01
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chin up, little one
look upon that bough
i’m not perched atop
but i’m all around
i set this chess board up for you
it’s up to you now what you do
it’s your move
so press on, little one
i am nowhere now
i’m just hanging out with Edith
playing bowls with Sam
drinking endless tea with everyone
I am here with everyone
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