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A chair braced the door, in this hotel of memory.
Lost and alone and driving.
For every social exchange, the endless re-runs and inquests.
Lost and alone and driving.
Well fell into love, so deep underwater.
Lost and alone and driving.
An oath to our last breath, a retreat from the surface.
Lost and alone and driving.
Etched into my skin, hope the needles can cover.
We are lost and alone and driving.
But you cut so deep, all this hurt for no purpose.
Lost and alone and driving.
A chair braced the door, in this hotel of memory.
Lost and alone and driving.
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Give in to the Sea
04:06
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The failure to empathise, that's cursed these modern times.
Ignored all the warning signs as the rivers were on the rise.
Fact into conspiracy, until our fate was sealed.
You know everything is wrong so I wont preach to thee.
You know if they're right then you are wrong.
We will only know when we are gone.
Falling, calling, we're all washed out to sea.
Eyes closed, ears open, told what to believe.
Calling, calling, there is nowhere left to breathe.
The swell over the mountains as we give in to the sea.
Land is disappearing, not saved for the plough.
There is not a lifeboat here that can save us now.
Don't think that we're waving, we're calling out for help.
There is not a lifeboat that can save us from ourselves.
You know if they're right then you are wrong.
We will only know when we are gone.
Falling, calling, we're all washed out to sea.
Eyes closed, ears open, told what to believe.
Calling, calling, there is no one left to grieve.
The swell over the mountains as we give in to the sea.
We'll drown in those tears.
Cried for all those who cared.
We'll drown in those tears.
Cried for all those who cared.
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Postcards written out of season in the rain
This heart is pretty dumb to reason but not to pain
You said “one day I’ll be your bride”
But Summer’s dream has all but died
Those feelings now are eating me alive
Your love is getting harder to bear but I don’t know why
This life is getting harder to share as the days roll by
I still write the serenades
But we both know it’s just a game
Those feelings are now eating me alive
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Mmmmmmm mmmm mmmm mmmmmmm
Those feelings are now eating me alive
You said “Well have a lovely life” and “Let’s stay friends”.
I said “We need a brand new start” when we’d reached the end.
I know it has to be this way
And there seems nothing left to say
Those feelings are still eating me alive
Mmmmmmm mmmm mmmm
Those feelings are still eating me alive
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Forests are on Fire
06:10
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Hope you’re keeping track of what we’ve seen Down to earth and lost to the sea
No rush to take your place until the day is done No one will take your place it is almost done
You could have had it all if you’d wanted it. We could have had too if you’d not squandered it
All the things you though you’d seen. Replayed for the giant screen
What you decide I must believe has never meant that much to me at all
We are drilling in the fields whilst the forests are on fire
Can’t tell what is right ‘til you’re hanging by the wire
Soaked right to the skin from wading through the mire
Beneath the setting sun the pall of endless Winter has begun
Hope you’re keeping faith with what we’ve lost. Got to pay their price at any cost
No equity it seems, sands are running low. Taken but not earned is just how it goes
We could have had it all if we had wanted it. You could have had it too if we’d not squandered it
All the things you thought you’d seen. Relayed on a tiny screen
What you decree I will believe. Has never meant a single thing to me
As the flood subsides we are left to count the cost. A replay of the good, good life that never was
Live beyond the fear and forget that we are lost
That is where we are and where we are going
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We are Free
04:27
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I walked along this way before in the time of dinosaurs.
Just one moment to exist in the perfect synthesis.
Waiting for light to collide, scenery goes rushing by.
Prevailing circularities are the only guarantee.
(We are free) to kick the stars into outer space.
(We are free) to dream and to escape our fate.
(We are free) to walk along the empty streets.
We are free. We are free. We are free.
Pushing at an open door sure I came this way before.
Passing on another plane, back the same way that we came.
Hydrogen helium combine I swear that's something by design.
Mixed it with infinity just because it had to be.
(We are free) to kick the stars into outer space.
(We are free) to dream and to escape our fate.
(We are free) to walk along the empty streets.
We are free. We are free. We are free.
Deep, so deep in outer space, they can't see the smiles upon our face.
Deep, so deep in outer space, they can't see the smiles upon our face.
(We are free) to kick the stars into outer space.
(We are free) to dream and to escape our fate.
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Little Red One
05:10
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Though you don't know we waited so long just to be here by your side.
Another day slipped right away swapping the darkness for light.
So lay down your golden crown let the dream guide you this way.
It wont be long 'fore night has gone and we'll see the dawn greet the day.
So don't you cry, let sleep fill your eyes.
The morning sun calls far too soon our little red one.
So close your eyes to the peace of this night.
Sleep pulls you to dreams now dreamtime's come our little red one.
When the night seems so long we'll whisper this song, 'til dreamtime lifts you away.
Light is long gone, sleep carries on, guiding you back to the day.
This rise of the morn leads to the dawn lay your head so gently down.
The words slide from this sleeps song, like stars in their velvet crown.
So don't you cry, let sleep fill your eyes.
The morning sun calls far too soon our little red one.
So close your eyes to the peace of this night.
Sleep pulls you to dreams now dreamtime's come our little red one.
We'll be here through the storms.
To watch you run into our arms.
To hold your hands along the roads.
Wherever you may roam.
So don't you cry, let sleep fill your eyes.
The morning sun calls far too soon our little red one.
So close your eyes to the peace of this night.
Sleep pulls you to dreams now dreamtime's come our little red one.
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Stephen Stannard England, UK
Stephen is a songwriter, musician and producer. He has record solo albums under the names The Rowan Amber Mill and Making Tea for Robots. He is also in the folk duo Rowan : Morrison and the psych-folk trio Meadowsilver.
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