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Medicine
03:25
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2. |
Dustbowl
02:12
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3. |
Breakdown Man
03:57
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Mistress Moon
03:05
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5. |
Valentine
03:23
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How To Be A Human
04:04
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Status report, we're in a desert
Not much learned from all the effort
There's little here but heat and red dirt
I think we'd better think this through again
Next day we came upon a prairie
Met a girl who said her name was Mary
She took us home, her folks were wary
I think we'd better think this through again
Chorus:
Their methodology's unproven
I came by to ask how to be a human
Their rationale is out of reach
They're not the same as you and me
I'm thankful for that small mercy
Status report, we're in a small town
Found a bar that we nearly drowned in
People said leave, you're not from round here
Half an hour and then they'd hunt us down
Bridge:
These folk are totally crazy
They sing of love then they bash your brains in
Say to believe then show they can't be trusted
Venerate life, along with all the guns
Mission abort, we're in a city
Packed avarice and a deficit of pity
Anything goes, not much of it pretty
I think we'd better think this through again
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Memory threads unweaving, just as the birds were leaving
A Polaroid of old friends with all the time to burn
In love with the deep admission, careless in our transmission
Cigarettes and biscuits and the hours to waste on why
Back when we laughed so easy, I couldn't deal the feeling
Standing at the crossroads, wish someone let me know
To hell with the easy option, the solace of long forgotten
I didn't let it define me, and I tell that mirror so
And it doesn't pay to remember, that day in late September
When I said goodbye, pretending not to care
She smiled, turned her head and left forever
The girl with the summer in her hair
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Good Hope
03:39
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Orders from Fisher, we're in best position
To trap Maximilian, run the Hun down
I can't back out or I'll wind up like Troubridge
Facing court martial, disgraced over town
Chorus:
Slow and steady boys, get yourself ready
They might hang themselves if we lend enough rope
Though we may suffer, we'll give them as much
And at least they'll remember that old boat "Good Hope"
The ships of my flag were built stout for battle
Shame that battle was ten years ago
Rusty and aching, now everything's breaking
Straining each rivet, these grey ladies shake
Bridge:
Dreaming of Valparaiso
Coaling then limping victorious home
Then shots are fired, my fears revive
We are too short for broadside, too far to ram
First salvo straddle, trapped us like cattle
And while I'm a fighter, we've barely a prayer
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Complicated Corners
02:54
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Spring rise after winter, it's been a long time
Too many lost bridges, houses you lived in
They're no home for you now, and all of those...
Chorus:
Complicated corners, where you ride the fallout
Where shadows never melt in the sun
Though the flowers wilt and colours run
Dining after famine, wine goes straight to your head
You can't reimagine the misguided passions
You don't second guess why you doubt all of those...
And the long black veil of yesterday
Keeps tripping you up as you walk away
Waking after shakedown, takes a lot to untie
Tangled in wrapping, falling for trappings
Rewarded for all you avoid
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Mr Baggage Man
03:21
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I get dressed up every Friday, the finest clothes I own
I don't go for ties cos there's too many lines to fold
I rehearse my trusted words and hope the jokes will stick
Ignore the fear I'll hear again that same old sad refrain
Chorus
When they say "Hey Mr Baggage Man, you carry too much weight,
Inside your weary smile there's too much to contain.
Sorry Mr Baggage Man, I cannot board that train
What's the use in that umbrella when your eyes are full of rain?"
I try to hide the damage though the cracks are clear to see
And the tangled lines of crime tape keep the strongest far from me
I trip up every sentence while I'm fencing for my life
And the disappointed faces become like a flensing knife
Bridge:
I feel like a Left Luggage Office where no one ever comes
Yearning for connection before they cut and run
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Willow
03:14
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Weeping willow, soaking all of the tears from the rain
I've been stalling, crawling, barely in league with myself
How can it be you choose to be here?
Chorus:
For you don't keep score of my failings
You don't walk away from the pain
Clearing the night, willow your eyes are a home for the hopeless again
Waiting, plaintive, painting love hearts in chalk on a wall
I've been violent in silence, things I have done to myself
Would shame a saint, but you don't complain
Bridge:
Binding my loose ends, finding a way
To plant in the ashes of our yesterdays
Kiss me sweetly, I'm dreaming after the fall
While you gift me grace here, lifting my eyes from the storm
Patching my brain, breaking the grain
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12. |
The Branches & The Birds
01:43
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There's a poetry in silence
When the world is running riot and the clock's on fire
Nothing like the wonder where there are no words
When we leave the chatter to the branches and the birds
There's a remedy to madness
When hearts can't handle sanity we need some slack
There's an answer if we listen out
Some capacity to ford the source of doubt
Bridge:
There's enough for us here to be
You can talk or not, you can keep it in
I'll stay as long as you need
Now I know what you're thinking
You see the irony in this brief song
Wait a moment, it will soon be done
Then we'll leave the chatter to the branches and the birds
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Andy Griffiths Leicester, UK
Hailing from the fenlands of Cambridgeshire via the cosmopolitan melting pot of Leicester, Andy Griffiths has been steadily garnering attention in recent years on the Midlands music scene, charming audiences with his warm, soulful baritone, storytelling and emphasis on the primacy of great melodies and chords. ... more
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