DON’T FOOL YOURSELF

Every notion Each declined emotion Will give you up in time Each dependent Is a tiled addendum To your outspoken arms Don’t fool yourself You’re clever but oh Don’t fool yourself You’re special but oh Don’t fool yourself Each distraction …

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Every notion
Each declined emotion
Will give you up in time
Each dependent
Is a tiled addendum
To your outspoken arms

Don’t fool yourself
You’re clever but oh
Don’t fool yourself
You’re special but oh
Don’t fool yourself

Each distraction
Brings a closeness
That you can’t knit
With stolid fists

Like a candle
You’re an island
To which people will stick.

Don’t fool yourself
You’re clever but oh
Don’t fool yourself
You’re special but oh
Don’t fool yourself

Fall on my heartstrings
My precious heartstrings
They’re never going to let you down
They’re never going to let you down


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Formula

Wakeful aching early mornings Prise the desperation from your hands Leaning out of bedroom windows Books and hooks we steal from last night’s bands. Take a girl’s name for the chorus Repetition and repetition Write it on a piece of …

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Wakeful aching early mornings
Prise the desperation from your hands
Leaning out of bedroom windows
Books and hooks we steal from last night’s bands.

Take a girl’s name for the chorus
Repetition and repetition
Write it on a piece of paper
Add some words that I don’t understand.

Just drinking formula
Every think is wasted
We’re drinking formula
Every think is wasted

Seven years:
Seven years of implication
Debonair,
Critically self-effacing
Unaware:
Unaware of hours we’ve wasted
Far from here,
Soluble from weeks spent

Drinking formula
Every think is wasted
We’re drinking formula
Every think is wasted.

Cold and clear
Sentiment is spent
It’s closure
I’m a tear
Rolling down
An endless cheek
A metaphor
I’ll disregard
With total mercy.

You’re drinking formula
Every think is wasted.


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WHEREWITHAL

Picture me enchained like a memory And I won’t waste, I won’t waste Figure you’d be safe, calling the police They won’t wait, they won’t wait up Shaking like a leaf, as a simile Doesn’t begin to describe Every little …

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Picture me enchained like a memory
And I won’t waste, I won’t waste
Figure you’d be safe, calling the police
They won’t wait, they won’t wait up

Shaking like a leaf, as a simile
Doesn’t begin to describe
Every little failing is annuity
To the one in four who survive

Funny how the ending mirrors my life
Sharp love from sharp eyes
Buried under coats, needing all relief
I won’t wake, I won’t wake up

I’ve been hiding under stairs: I’ve been there for a while
Where
Where
Where
Wherewithal
All temerity is stuck on the hem of your guile
Where
Where
Where
Wherewithal
You think emotional appeasement is just a part of the style
Where
Where
Where
Wherewithal
When a victim needs to trust in the system to fight
Where
Where
Where
Wherewithal

And the truth is I can’t trust you anywhere
And the truth is I can’t trust you anywhere
On the tip of your cap is a badge
Semper vigilo: you never ever did that though
And I can’t trust you anywhere
No I can’t trust you anywhere


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MY BOY WILLIAM

Cut all the pages from a magazine I must preserve the right to dream of my boy William Power to the unions Cannot save my soul I’ve lost my faith in rock and roll: tell it to my boy William. …

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Cut all the pages
from a magazine
I must preserve
the right to dream of
my boy William

Power to the unions
Cannot save my soul
I’ve lost my faith in
rock and roll: tell it to
my boy William.

When you reach that low
At your nadir
When they creep up beside you
And whisper nothing in your one true ear
I hope you resist
And you stand so tall
And that grief will desert you
Leave a message on your bedroom wall

There’s more to this than meets the eye my love
Don’t drown your dreams stay true but
Try as I might
There’s much to learn and much to sow my love
But try as you might

All is burning
All is burning
All is burning now.


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EFFETISM

Effete, makeweight Nobody cares about you On your birth date Wake up: pretend you’ve Beaten sleep I guest you’ve finally Made it to the back teeth Effete: to weigh less Maillot jaune scars But now you’re staring At a set …

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Effete, makeweight
Nobody cares about you
On your birth date
Wake up: pretend you’ve
Beaten sleep
I guest you’ve finally
Made it to the back teeth

Effete: to weigh less

Maillot jaune scars
But now you’re staring
At a set of new stars
Free Lance from a packed cell
Hematocrit’ll kick you
Where your hope dwells

Effete, weightless
Depress to depress
Shake off to shake off:
The effete

Everyone was gushing but you never did blush
Bawdy implication was it part of the rush?
Acting so ephemeral according to style
You bully and you sully with a national guile
Everything was open but your mouth stayed
You’d been dealing with the feelings of a seminal cut
The single greatest story and I hoped it was true
But the words on the cover said a lot more about you


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GIFT OF SOUND

Words that fall from stature Do not enrapture Chin feels like a chisel Lost its fizzle So hold me like a stranger Absolve my danger It’s the similarities That bring me down. Given the gift of sound Given the gift …

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Words that fall from stature
Do not enrapture
Chin feels like a chisel
Lost its fizzle
So hold me like a stranger
Absolve my danger
It’s the similarities
That bring me down.

Given the gift of sound
Given the gift of sound
Given the gift of free flowing language
You don’t own
Given the gift of sound

Everything’s collapsing
Can you fill the gaps in?
Search for something higher
Than desire
Man is like a mountain
Never any doubt in what you do
It’s the realisation that we have all
Been given the gift of sound.

Touch brings you nearer
Could this be any clearer?
It’s the waveform you need the most.
Eyes like a vandal
It’s the truth I can handle:
Let the waveform take you home.

Given the gift of all that’s elitist
Given it so you know what defeat
Given the gift of stairs made to crawl
But cherish the heft of those you can walk up
Given the gift of thoughts for the silence
Given the gift of faith and defiance
Given the gift of Sound
Sound
Sound
Sound
Sound
Sound
Sound
It’s the final pulsings of basically nothing.


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B & B

I codify: next week there’s a new born tax Not married so I can’t relax Honest so I don’t react, yet. Silence has kissed my back Licked fickle by the bedroom pact A rumour never moves with tact, no. A …

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I codify: next week there’s a new born tax
Not married so I can’t relax
Honest so I don’t react, yet.
Silence has kissed my back
Licked fickle by the bedroom pact
A rumour never moves with tact, no.

A heart like a candle
Melted with a frying pan handle
Left on the heat too long
Now only can I sing this song:

Even my own mother cannot take me back.

So I drive around this town
Thatched new by the thrust of the cuts
Bollards and the legacies they all outgrew.
Coastal but wrecked by blue
Ripped ships from the skills we knew
Moreish so you’ll see this through.

A heart like a candle
Melted with a chip pan handle
Left on the heat too long
Now only can I sing this song:

Even my own mother cannot take me back.

I’m sleeping in a box
No windows, no door locks
My head is a shambles
Kipping in a row of brambles
A heart like a candle
Melted with a frying pan handle
Left on the heat too long
Now only can I sing this song:

Even my own mother cannot take me back.


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THE ASSISTED

Maybe my hands won’t shake Faces I don’t recall Each of these finer points Lost on the whitewashed walls But at least it gets to be a choice Look at me closely you can see Just how broken a man …

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Maybe my hands won’t shake
Faces I don’t recall
Each of these finer points
Lost on the whitewashed walls
But at least it gets to be a choice

Look at me closely you can see
Just how broken a man can be

Assisted by those who know
The memories I used to be
Suffering grips all my days
Taut like an elegy

Look at me closely you can see
Just how broken a man can be

Still loss, still grief
Still a tragic energy
But I need control
Death will bring me
A calming neutrality
If you let me go
And make a choice

Look at me closely you can see
Just how broken a man can be


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