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YOUR VERSION OF THE TRUTH WILL SET YOU FREE
If I asked you to
Would you lie to me too?
This winter lasts forever in what seems a dismal year
I have learned to keep my spirits up
Practical and magical and existential fears
We shall choose to keep our eyes wide shut
When will I feel better
At least we tried, we tried, we tried
The more we try, the bigger is the lie
There’s no such thing as objectivity
Your version of the truth shall set you free
Forever stuck in limbo, noone’s fault the time is up
Expect the worst, still hoping for the best
Silver linings can be hard to find, so here it is
An olive branch to give your mind a rest
When will I feel better
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IN THE BUSINESS OF DREAMS
I got my eyes on you
You excavate your hidden truth
Your nightmares may seem
Like transmissions from a dream
Dreams can come true to you
You don’t suffer fools, do you?
Your nightmares may seem
Like a vision from a dream
How you turned that self loathing into gold
A show stopping performance, I’ve been told
Please don’t walk out of frame
Take 25, more of the same
Hold on to how you feel
While we change from reel to reel
Oh, better learn to take well-meant instruction
Reign in your tendency for self destruction
Dig deeper for those precious human feelings
You’re so loved, you’re so
Dig deeper for those precious human feelings
You’re so loved, you’re so
I got my eyes on you
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How you turned that self loathing into gold
A show stopping performance, I’ve been told
I confess, I’m impressed you’re so bold
Spectacular, undress your sick soul for me
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Minimum Descent Altitude
01:24
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Don't Go Back To '89
03:30
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DON’T GO BACK TO 89
Orange and blossom light
Go back to 89
Two wrongs will make a right
Set the dial alright
But don’t count the strings you strike
From major to minor and back to might
From major to might
Twenty-twenty vision, marred by indecision
Once upon a time is here
Withdrawn introspective, defending your perspective
Everything that you hold dear
Your ending needs a rewrite
Before we turn the bright lights
The bright lights
Cut! Light!
Hold on tight
Orange and blossom light
Don’t go back
Go back to 89
Two wrongs
Two wrongs will make a right
Set the dial alright
But don’t count the strings you strike
From major to minor and back to might
From major to might
Obsession mixed with purpose
Don’t scratch the perfect surface
Restless but forgiving
I need you to be living
Dying’s not an option here
Your final cut’s not made the grade
Fade out, fade in, crossfade
And Fade, and Fade, and Cut!
Hold on tight
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But don’t count the tears you dried
Set the dial alright
But don’t count the tears you dried
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THREE PRAYERS FOR THOSE WITHOUT SELF-DOUBT
First you adore them
Then they say you bore them
Flick of the finger
They push and you linger
I’ve never seen so much light,
My sense won’t see me through the night
Sugar and spice
Are magnificent lies
Steel and cement
A more accurate blend
Some things I was born with
They tear you, you’re torn with
Let’s tempt the senses
Let’s laugh ourselves senseless
Oh, when temptation struck twice
Oh, how could you play so nice
I always thought I’d knew be better than this
Pull the past through the present
Don’t blink or you’ll miss
And reality seems too blue to be real
My dreams all too real to mistake how I feel
A look and a smile
Tempting fate for a while
A punchline a day
Keeps the doctor at bay
First they adore you
Then they will ignore you
Third they will turn you
Please don’t let them burn you
Long after the lights have gone out
You’re never one for self doubt
I always thought I’d knew better than this
By now you’d have learned not to mix blight with bliss
Forever a past that you’re doomed to repeat
My restless mind
Race me back to sleep
Heart on my sleeve
It has always been thus
You liked what you saw
Noone’s causing a fuss
You think I’m mellow
But I’m blue, sharp, not shallow
Punished and ready
Not shaken nor steady
Oh, why am I still awake
Do you mind if you give and I take
Long after lights have gone out
Three prayers for those without self doubt
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Pink Elephants
03:34
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PINK ELEPHANTS
There are a million stars that shine
Shine a light on you
Shine a light tonight
Shine for noone else but you
There are a million ways to show
That I don’t care tonight
I’m just dancing here
Drink my drink to noone I know
Raise your glass, let’s toast to those
Who lost the most in this show
I suppose you sway, don’t say
What’s been unsaid should stay so
Deliciously let go and swing
Don’t cling to chasing rain clouds
I propose that we let loose
And hold the moment close now
Every corner of this room
A heart is breaking, heart is gone
Bleeding colourful
All colours bleeding into one
Eyes wide shut and spinning round
Faces in the crowd
At least we had each other
Tonight I’ll never want go home
Raise your glass, let’s toast to those
Who lost the most in this show
I suppose you sway, don’t say
What’s been unsaid should stay so
Shuttered mind and empty heart
Don’t start, the fool is king now
Have another drink, don’t think
Just turn and turn and turn around
Deliciously let go and swing
Don’t cling to chasing rain clouds
I propose that we let loose
And hold the moment close now
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Heart of Glue
03:07
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HEART OF GLUE
A heart of glue
No grand design, no truth
Just me and you
Struggling through
I tried hard
Read the signs
Kept it cold
Learned the lines
Not soft, not blue
With cracks and tears
And scars
Just glue it up
Good as new
Heart of glue
On a dime, my mind
Turned into something funny
Forecasts of rain
But intermittent sunny
I tried hard
Read the signs
Kept it cold
Learned my lines
I tried very hard to capture and
Cultivate the art of mending this fracture
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SLEEPLESS IN SOUTH LONDON
Every day is a lucid dream
Every night, recurring scenes
In the middle of the night
In the back of my mind
A skeleton from a full closet says hi
When my morals are drifting
And the shadows are shifting
Every word that I said
Conversations we had
Every promise we failed
Every time that I bailed on you
Tell me something new
While everything feels so screwed
My brain will twist the truth oh no
Lying here while I’m pondering life
And I’m wondering here by the flickering light
Will the nights of sleep never come to me
My ghosts make perfect company
Put your regrets in quarantine
Every night my ghosts and you and me
When you’re supposed to speak
Your mind makes a muffled shriek
Hide in your comfy shell with
pure reservation
Always expect too much
It haunts you and turns to dust
Put your regrets in quarantine and
Pay for it later
Every day is a lucid dream
Every night, recurring scenes
Every day is a lucid dream
Every night, recurring scenes
Every day, is some stupid dream
Every night, recurring scenes
In the middle of the night
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LOOK AT EVERYTHING, UNDERSTAND NOTHING
Give me some nightmares
I’ll convert them for you
Turn them into dreams
You’ll love them, you do
Grief is a circle
You’ll always go round
I’m rooting for you
For you to be found
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Into Gold
06:01
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INTO GOLD
Eye of a newt and the toes of a frog
Won’t help me, my love
Stuck in a peculiar rut
I admit, I forgot
Who am
Eye of the tiger should play on repeat
Resilience, I need
For you to cast a spell when I speak
To myself when I’m weak
Bring thunder to lightning
And lightning to gold
Turn effort to frightening
And frightening to bold
Mix fear and familiar
When you feel you can’t cope
Add a dash of the
Dash of new hope
Party for one
See how far you have come
Bring strength to the cauldron
Cast your magic spell
Conjure a spirit
In time you will tell, no
Let’s take it slow
Show how far you can go
Turn into gold
Turn into gold
Root of a hemlock I dug in the dark
Some poisonous bark
Throw in some off kilter remark
That you made in the past
Trouble’s the word
That keeps following me
No trust, it’s absurd
Oh Lord, get me through this unhurt
I’m not sure I can do this, I’m scared
Bring thunder to lightning
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Chorusgirl Germany
Indie/Noisepop (UK/Germany). Signed to Reckless Yes (UK). Previously Fortuna Pop
(UK).
Pop noir, jangle and surf, channelling 60s girl groups through 80s alternative/new wave.
“like a sunny day viewed through a storm cloud” (NARC)
“the catchiest of tunes, thundering rhythms, a wry sense of self and fascinating multi-meaning lyrics” (LOUDER THAN WAR)
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