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Clouds Breaking
01:08
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The hall piano's missing half its keys
The guitar's missing a string and in the hallway you'll sing
like an airborne hang-glider,
falling and rising over Lancashire coastlines
And on the warmth of the breeze
You'd fall with the leaves
and rise with the mountain waves
But the guitar's missing a string
And the piano needs tuning
The hall carpet's frayed by the stairs
My jacket's missing a button on its sleeve
And we'll talk
in the hallway like white water rafters
First calm before rushing and crashing out
High siding, as the riverbank blurs
Knuckles gripped tight on our life jacket lapels
But the carpet's frayed in the hall, around the edge of the stairs
It's the sound of the summer, the sound of the spring,
Windows rattle like soft tambourines
The frame of the door creaks, the saddest violin
The missing notes on the piano are far beyond tuning
A five string guitar, and the carpet's worn thin
There's no autumn or winter, just summer and spring
The hall piano's missing half its keys
The guitar's missing a string and in the hallway we'll dance
like waltzers at the fairground
Spinning clockwise, our hands crossed together
Faded paintings, forgotten pop stars
Grace the facades of the old theme park rides
As the accordion plays we'll dance in the hallway
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Coastal Blue
03:34
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I went rose gold blonde for a summer in the distant past
I wore salsa red to a wedding and clashed with the flowers
And as the sunset falls in the fading light
I'll be lost on the railway lines
Working overtime
On another song 'til my train comes past again
I painted my walls Princeton orange until the council came and saw it
I sprayed my guitar olive black and joined a local metal outfit
And as the carriages disappear from sight
I'll be lost on the railway lines
Working overnight
On another song for the sunrise
I've felt woodland green ever since I can remember
I've felt coastal blue, midnight blue, dolphin blue and all the blues
I've felt R15 G20 and B196
I've felt Pantone 655 and that's as blue as I can get
And as the city wakes to the morning light
I'll be painting outside the lines
Working 5 to 9
On another song for the sunrise
I've been lost navigating from one mistake to the next
I went dizzy figureskating around and around
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Say It First
04:26
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It's only close when there's paperback airport exclusives at a standard price
And bicycles come out of the garage with punctured tyres, and cracked tape round the handlebars
It only works with a white box beside it
Paste words on a page, let the curators describe it
It's only close when the forecasters broadcast from rooftop gardens
It only clicks if you sing it so quietly it hurts
And it's only summer if you say it first
It's only near when the circle line is warm to the touch on the handrails and arm rests
And next door's cat reclines in the sunshine as passers-by, tell her stories of
Broken hearts, forgotten love, a lost romance, and the summers when nothing went to plan
It only clicks if you sing it so quietly it hurts
And it's only summer if you say it first
Under August skies, read my eyes like an open book
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Chaffinches
03:02
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I lost my voice when the clocks went back
It returned in early April
It took a while for me to notice and my handwriting got careless
Now Saturday nights come in second place
To counting back the days
We're falling, like a small child on an ice rink
We're crashing like chaffinches against a window pane
We'd run through midnight streets and the avenues singing harmonies
Lost songs, lost memories
Those old cassettes nearly finished me
I lost myself to a melody
It was old but ran with quick steps
And as I paused for breath, it tapped my right shoulder and ran to the left
Now Saturday nights are a tape cassette
Running backwards through the decks
We're falling, like kites when the wind stops
Shaking like caravans balancing on brick
We'd run through midnight streets and the avenues singing harmonies
Lost songs, lost sunshine
Count me in and let's sing it again
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The Hills
03:21
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Caught out in a violent storm
The case on the roof rack, soaked through with rain
Blood red skies, an ominous cloud
We'll be gone until Christmas, may never return
And we'll run for the hills
Run for the sake of it
Run for the precedent
Run for the hills
One by one the radio stations
Fade into white noise and lose all reception
Breathing fast and our hearts start to quicken
The last of the city in our peripheral vision
We'll run for the hills
Run for the sake of it
Run for the precedent
Run for the hills
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Light Clouds
00:43
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Twenty-four Hours
04:29
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I missed the view across the Pennines
But caught the sun on one side of my face through the window facing west
Where memories twist like an ampersand
Fade like the stamp from a club night on the back of my hand
Just came in from the south side of town
For 24 hours of summer
And stayed for the second act
365 days of summer
I missed the last song of the encore
Then saw the singer sell t-shirts outside and catch the bus home alone
Where melodies twist like chimney smoke
Fade like the taste of cheap wine, drunk alfresco 'til the sun comes up
Until the sun comes up
I just came in from the south side of town
For 24 hours of summer
And stayed for a flick of your hair
365 days of summer
Hang on, I can’t quite feel the sunset
Hang on, I don’t believe there’s a north or south side of town
Hang on, I can’t quite hear the melody from the noise
Hang on, I can’t quite tell if it’s summer anymore
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9. |
A Leaf Falling In Summer
03:20
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I saw a leaf falling in summer
A snowflake land in the first week of June
The bikes wait in the garages
The horses stayed in their stables and slept
As the candles burned, pages turned, a storm rattled through the attic windows
I saw a leaf falling in summer
Icicles on the patio doors
Rowing boats in a frozen lake
An ice cream van close its windows and leave
As your eyes caught mine, the windchimes calmed, the sunlight flickered through the bus stop shelters
And of all of the stories we heard
The brightest ones were the furthest away
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South Carolina
03:46
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I learned the ropes down in Iowa
Skated on a frozen lake by a ski resort in Jackson, New Hampshire
I hit the red rocks in Nevada
Struggled around golf courses on the beachfronts down in South Carolina
Just place a cross in the corner of this paper
If only it was that complicated
I trailed in the polls across Arkansas
I fell away from the pelaton by the time my bus reached Richmond, Virginia
I lost the crowds in (Vermont and) Colorado
I lost my way in Tennessee and my sanity by the time I got to Georgia
Please throw some notes in the buckets by the stage
I'm counting on each dollar and cent
Until the next state
Close my eyes and fall away
Look out Minnesota
Come on Oklahoma
Find the best in me
I'm stockpiling air miles
Send my clothes to the Novotel
Look out Massachusetts
Texas, Alabama
Find the best in me
Just place a cross in the corner of this paper
If only it was that complicated
Until the next state
Close my eyes and fall away
Look out Louisiana
Oh come on Nebraska
Find the best in me
I'm stockpiling air miles
Send my clothes to the Novotel
Look out Mississippi
Oh come on Michigan
Find the best in me
Close my eyes and fall away
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Dancing
03:45
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Some box step with a forward-side-together and a backward-side to where they started
Others dosado in perfect tiny circles with their eyes fixed to the wall
But do you ever find that your feet stop when the world is dancing around you?
Hands by your side
Your heart stops when the world is dancing around you
Caught in the tide
I’ll close my eyes and cling to the sides
And the second hand rotates in slow motion
Hours fade into decades of spins and dips
As the world keeps dancing obliviously
And the dancehall lights disorientate
The music rises and falls and I’m obsolete
Seldom swayed by the kick of a beat, a chiming guitar
The melodies swoon and the harmonies soar
I’m the only one who’s static on the dancefloor
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12. |
Clouds
02:26
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And as I rest my eyes, all I can see is clouds...
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Imaginary, lo-fi, indiepop songs from London.
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