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Shine Down
02:11
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To the Stars
04:11
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I am ejected into space
I am propelled into the void
Without warning or delay
without control I fly away
Just the sound of my pounding heart
right before it bursts out of my chest
Under massive pressure I am crushed
before i freeze and turn to dust
though I don’t feel my eyes evaporate
or the rest of me as I disintegrate
Like a shattered window slamming shut
Scattering the pieces of my heart
shooting stars across the sky
that fleeting twinkle in the night.
Returning me from where I came
In a heavenly display
Now im at peace my ashes fall from the sky
sinking in to the deepest ocean and on the bed lie
Im getting to know myself in a new way now
I still exist but not in the same way I did
Theres some truth to this but its a stretch for me to be much more
than dust in the wind that blows me back to where I was before
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Little Britain
04:34
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Little Britain was ripe to self-deceive
coerced, abused by those supposed to lead
A pound shop Enoch Powell hung around and stoked her fears
Dark arts, mind control made her blame the europeans
( has it always been the way it is now or was I just sleep walking out there in the real world
What did I miss? dodging hazards luckily missing every single pot hole and every ankle breaking situation)
Round here lately she feels like she don’t make a difference
she wonders, maybe is this what they want?
From then things got bad and now are getting worse
led by her greedy mind short termism’s the curse on all of us
Round here lately she’s noticed a negative difference
now she’s more certain that she’s been lied to
totally lost like a tiny boat out on the water
just like the rest all she wants is her home
when she bangs that drum it makes her world come undone
while hate is in her heart she will surely fall apart, all alone
Cos round here she’s missed and she’s needed by all of the people
who forgive and forget who just want her home
When she opens up her heart she always makes a difference
everyone round here just hopes you hear this
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Cry Your Tears
04:57
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Forever
01:34
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I miss my friends and our rundown warehouse in the ends
Flexing concrete to a beat, that rhythm still remains in me
But noise police arriving with the sun would send us off to sleep forever
Can't be too discrete although our lives are there for all to see fo
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Life Cycles
04:41
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Tears from the cold are rolling down my face, cycling north on south London roads is the journey I must make
There's not a star in the sky only me and the milkmen are awake
Getting soaked in the rain is how I start my day
Through the grease and the muck I must grit my teeth and keep my chin up
Getting further into town where there's traffic on the road
I hear a rumble from behind, a scaffold lorry with it's massive load
He comes thundering by I could reach him he's so close
The spray from the wheels gets me soaked
It's clear that you don't wish me luck the way you're getting so close to me
I think you're sick in the head cos you could easily make me dead
I see you are so dumb and this your way of having some fun
But it don't please me
So don't get any closer to me
Cos I could slip up on something as I'm drowning in your wake (it's not the way)
I haven't even got to work where I must earn myself a wage
Proving all I'm worth
I wish there was another way
Still I do it everyday, still I do it everyday
I do it everyday (this is the way) 5
I'm not waiting for my luck to change I'm making work work for me
Less getting mugged off by the trucks on my morning commute so frequently
I'm moving straight ahead not being left for dead
Because my precious time is worth more when it's mine
Not getting caught up on something (this is the way)
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The Hopeful Kind
01:56
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8. |
Those Words
05:17
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There’s something in the wind that’s speaking
Blowing me somewhere new
Not hollow like that fake friend who never follows through
It shivers down my spine, rattling the shed roof
Keeping me awake tonight
I can hear the words speaking in a strange tongue forgotten long ago
Back before the first mind had any thoughts to know
Through the tallest trees the winds of change blow
Telling stories of this life that I am yet to know
Then you say those words that at first I could not receive
But now its sinking in
And so it all begins
My childish mind was quite terrified I’m not afraid to say
But I don’t remain that way
I feel as though I’m changing states
A spark before the flame.
Life’s changing, blown in on the wind, my life is changing
Blown in on the wind, life changing
Blown in on the wind, my life is changing
Settle down we’ve got time to work it all out
As long as we’ve each other then we can work it out
Life’s changing, blown in on the wind, my life is changing
Blown in on the wind, life changing
Blown in on the wind, my life is changing
When we first saw your face, appear on the scan
There and then you started making me into a man
When I saw your tiny heart, I fell in love
I hope and I pray you’ll soon be safe right here with us
Always we’ll adore you, never will we leave you
I can’t wait to kiss your face over and again
from the bottom of my heart
from the bottom of my heart
from the bottom of my heart
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Mind the Gap
04:33
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I'm on the Late night train tonight I’m off the road
Hear a radio, staff chatting in code
People all around me with moods from high to low
At this time of the day the service runs quite slow
Thirteen minutes til the next train running south
Somewhere along the platform I hear some lout
Im not too bothered there are sound people about
and I keep my head down
Late night train tonight I’m off the road
Radio staff chatting in code
People all around with moods from high to low
At this time of day the trains are running kinda slow
Thirteen minutes til the next train south
Someone down there is shouting off their mouth
Im not too bothered there are sound people about
And I just finished work I’m keeping my head down
When the train comes I climb aboard
Through Pimlico, Vauxhall and Stockwell
The screeching of the wheels is so loud you can feel everyone’s reaction
Now the smell of hot dogs grows stronger
As we reach the end of the line
Departing up the escalators together
Move past the hotdog man
Catch my bus
I know its not that far but I’m not fussed
Stop at Morleys ‘cos chickens what I need
Get myself a medley number three and go home
Wrapping up another day
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10. |
The Absurdity of it
08:08
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Through the cracks we grow
Upward towards the light above
But some of us get stuck deep in the hole
Nattering away one half of a whole
We can’t deliver them from this
Self deprocating diss
Into medicated bliss
We can’t deliver them from this
Hidden deep beneath
A fear so dark that you can’t breath
Or whisper a word
Stolen away
Exited the world leaving without a trace
the tragedy of this
that final kiss you give
can’t protect the heart from this
if love is lived when its gone it must be missed
we’re all drawn from love
fragile like hope that’s clear to us
no hiding away from that look on a face
of someone who’s living in a world of pain
Ceasing to exist
Into a chemical abyss they slip
can never reminisce
a loss so hard you can’t bear to miss
Down the deepest hole
Moving towards a light ahead
all of the silence in the world for the thoughts in your head
But you can never reminisce
Ceasing to exist
Into medicated bliss they slip
When they’re ceasing to exist
What must give to deliver from this
Deliver them from this
Thrust into the unknown
Flat out along an unlit road
To where it will go no one can know
The absurdity of it
like dust In the wind we blow
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11. |
Go the Distance
06:20
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I let myself go there for a while
I Didn’t pay attention to what I needed to
Lost in my own head with my heart on the floor
Convinced I wasn’t worthy of what this life is for
Too much time distracted I couldn’t focus on
to what the world was yelling in my face
What a silly boy gotten in a state
and then retracting, that was my mistake
I had to spend some time there (wasting too much time there)
in my quiet despair
I had to fix myself so I could live again
So I could I see myself living in the real world
Hearing my own words sounding like a person
With something to say
This is My resurrection
now I fly away in the right direction
No longer hanging on to what has died away
I am Born again its been a long time coming
Now I feel this way
I have found the answer
to what I’m searching for
Not giving up too fast
Like I’ve done before
only looking forward
I had to go the distance
For me to feel a difference
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Simon Pyke Newhaven, UK
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