1. |
Horn Intro
01:38
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2. |
Quiet Friday Night
04:18
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It's so hard to fake a smile, I know you see the lie
But sometimes it's better to pretend that you believe.
It's one less difficult night.
If I subtitled all my failings would you understand me better?
When the world stops spinning we will all be dead anyway.
So let's just pretend we understand
And from the bottom of my empty soul to the bottom of yours.
We share a connection to each other that no physics can uphold.
Let's let the moon crash into us
We won't mind
On this quiet Friday night
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3. |
Death Masks
05:53
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I hear the city cry and moan beneath a dimming nervous sky
Whilst the pavements carry trouble to the agitated lights
Of the sleepless bars and aching towers glowing in the night
And there's people left alone by the side of the road and it doesn't feel right
I see the muddy park filling up with bits of people's lives
Yesterday's newspapers, plastic bottles reflected light
I see unsettled paths become scars over the ground
And the faith round here is dying. People looked but god can't be found.
And we sleep, with our death Masks pulled tight over our eyes.
And we sleep with white noise because our thoughts are too loud
And we sleep next to our phone's cos we just can't switch off anything, anytime for anyone.
I feel the air giving up, turned to smoke in my lungs.
And the grey water discontent that douses an ever dying sun.
Kids in balaclavas pose for photos against the bins.
And I've grown too old, too fast and without grace. 32 next to the grave.
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4. |
Rain Soaked
04:06
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The day breaks through the clouds again
There's life singing in hedgerows
The smell of the animal dead inside
Bushes by the doctors
The push and pull of too many roles
I've smashed every plate I try to spin
I'm the image of the drowning man
The waters at my throat again
Silence fills the room
With the last words that you said
They bounce off every surface
Changing meaning in my head
I forget to go outside
I forget to change my clothes
The weight of the universe rests on me alone
And on top of it all
Alice sits in my soul
Car shaped patches on tarmac
Where rain stopped before the drive to work
Houses crack with the melting frost
There's beauty in the urban view
At night the city hums
The swell and break of cars and feet
Words in a language I don't speak
Float up to me as I sleep
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5. |
Did You Call It Love?
03:39
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The plate flew through the air
And smashed against the wall
You were both screaming
It was the others fault
I don’t remember blood
Or what the reason was
But the sounds cut
And that’s what stuck
Did you call it love
Cos I have my doubts
I was a kid
Trying to figure it out
You kicked him out
Or he left
However it went down
It was for the best
I learnt from your mistakes
eventually
After making some of my own
Regrettably
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6. |
All There Is
04:33
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I made a deal with her up there
To care much less, to be less scared
I sold my soul for convenience
Now my bones are hollow and I can't think
What's the point in getting old
When all our stories are weighed and sold
And time clicks by on broken clocks
We're numbers in a digital box
Is this it?
Is there more?
Little cogs.
Life goals.
Is this it?
All there is?
Drink it up
Streams of piss.
And I watch as my hair turns grey
My friend from uni died last month
Another statistic, addiction won
I missed his funeral like I missed his death
Now he's ash and smoke and dust
What's the point in getting old
When all our stories are weighed and sold
And time clicks by on broken clocks
We're numbers in a digital box
Is this it?
Is there more?
Shards of glass
On the floor
Is this it?
All there is?
Drink it up
Streams of piss
And I watch as my hair turns grey
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7. |
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You swung your tennis racket at my head
It’s safe to say I wasn’t fitting in
I was fourteen and I was wondering
Why you didn’t like me
Why do all the lonely kids end up in the library
It’s so obvious it doesn’t need explaining
I was a lonely kid in the library
Finding characters that I could be
Your tennis racket missed my head
The PE teacher intervened
Thanks very much Jez
Later my dad wanted to go and find you with a baseball bat but I didn’t
see the use of that
Why do all the lonely kids end up in the library
It’s so obvious it doesn’t need explaining
I was a lonely kid in the library
The Lebanese librarian
Took me under her wing
I thought I’d never lose my virginity
Someone tried to kiss me and the zip of my jacket got caught in their earring
I found I could get by by being funny
Does that mean no one has ever known me
Why do all the lonely kids end up in the library
It’s so obvious it doesn’t need explaining
I was a lonely kid and in the library
Waiting for the new girl in military fatigues to notice me
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8. |
Common Cause
04:22
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When I woke up I was so lost
I thought I was still dreaming
Stuck in the in-between of night and day
I stretched my hand over to where you should have been
The bed was cold and unslept in
And I cried, god how I cried all day
And when the tears had all dried up
My body parched, a cinder block
I soaked it like a painting cloth
And my tears ran with new resolve
Kathy, come back
Oh someone come back for me.
The sky at night,
a thousand stars and satellites
They've got no interest in my tiny life
And I have
no interest
in them
At all
Intrusive thoughts
Fill my brain with a common cause
The thought of my death revolves
It spins
A lie
I can believe in
There is a difference
Between distraction from sadness
And real deep happiness
Someone said
But I can't remember their face
And when my life has all dried up
My soul parched a cinder block
I'll soak it like an embalming cloth
And swim in the after thoughts
Kathy, come back
Oh someone come back for me.
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It's when we're apart that I realise that something's not quite right
A part of me is walking in your shoes
I'm a bit less funny
and I wasn't a laugh to begin with
I'm a bit more sad
And there really isn't any slack
I'm sorry that I'm sad so much of the time it must be frustrating
I'm sorry that I bottle it all up
I feel our connection in the deepest of my tissues
In a perfect world all you'd know is love
But it's not perfect so I'm what you've got.
You've got me reaching for metaphors
or similies or anything
but they become irrelevant
When I'm with you
You've watched me fall apart
A mess on our floor
But you're the brush that always sweeps me up
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10. |
Mum I'm Fine
04:09
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The easiest person to lie to is yourself you know
The only person it’s alright to lie to is your mother When you tell her how you’re looking after your health you know
Mum I’m doing fine
I started eating apples and stopped drinking wine every night
And I’m alone most nights
The sofa swallows me whole
I’m doing alright
My tellies a good size
Mum
I’m doing alright
The only person you shouldnt lie to
Is your doctor but who can ever get an appointment these days
So I google my symptoms every day
Oh man I think I have consumption like a romantic poet back in the day
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Lossline Manchester, UK
We are band based in Manchester UK. We began writing together during lockdown 1, sending songs or ideas back and forwards through email. These songs were just something for us originally, something to distract from everything going on in the world. The first time we realised we had written an album was when a friend told us we had. ... more
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