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Landscape
03:21
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Here is the landscape
That knew the spell of magic summers
Where every day was enchanted
Transformed by the sun
And being alive was a sweet hallucination
Here is the landscape
Where the dream city changed shape
Became unrecognisably disguised by the snow
And old friends became strangers that I didn't really know
But what of all the times we met on this beautifully painful road?
Oh what of all the times we met on this beautifully painful road?
Here is the landscape
That I must paint in honest colours
To capture the backdrop
That I gave my all in front of
Where I learned how to make but not how to keep love
Here is the landscape
I call it desolation's heartland
The godforsaken island
Where I've done my years of crying
And still I linger at the scene of our awful tearful ending
Though I know I'll never meet you on this beautifully painful road again
I know I'll never meet you on this beautifully painful road ever again...
Ever again
Ever again
Ever again
Ever again
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It seems that all that we have now
Is half each of a broken vow
Suddenly we're free
To separately be
The loneliest kind of lonely
Will it be an adventure for you
Or like me will you cry in secret too?
About suddenly being free
To separately be
The loneliest kind of lonely
New lovers
New lives ahead
But I'd like my old one back with you instead
Instead of suddenly being free
To separately be
The loneliest kind of lonely
Suddenly we're free
To separately be
The loneliest kind of lonely
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As I raced across barren fields
A skyload of teardrops aimed at me
I kept running
A moving target
I was getting away from today and yesterday
Another mile to that golden chance
Always another mile to that golden chance
I ran past houses that told no stories
Along the street where love was once laughing
All doors were closed
All doors were locked
They were keeping out today like every day
No sign here of that golden chance
No there's no sign here of that golden chance
I was a man with a past
Entering the city of the future
I wanted to tell all the strangers
'Tomorrow... you'll be my friends'
I couldn't see a face that knew of joy
Only passers by who looked ready to cry
Victims of the invisible war
It defeated them today like every day
They've lost their chance of that golden chance
Surrendered their chance of that golden chance
All the shops had sold out of compassion
So people loaded their cars with bags of dust and joined in the traffic jam session
They got trapped in it today like every day
On the road to that golden chance
But are they on the right road to that golden chance?
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4. |
40 Volume Autobiography
02:10
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I knew I was in trouble
Trouble superdeep
When the leaning tower of my ambition
Crumbled lethargically into a heap
I couldn't live in all that rubble
In all that unclearupable mess
So with one last look at my self made wasteland
I packed a suitcase full of ashes
And I left
My achievements have
My identity has been all but erased
And my 40 volume autobiography has been edited down to a single blank page
All my showbiz anecdotes fit onto one thin slice of dead tree
Printed in invisible ink
It makes for a fascinating read
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5. |
Many Blue Times
05:32
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Many blue times
I've felt that I'm as low as low can go
Lower than the lowest low
I'm going down deeper darker than the darkest mine
Into a darkness that's darker than the darkest sky
Yes I've seen the death of sunshine
Many blue times... many blue times...
Many blue times
I've scrambled to find
An escape route from out of my mind
The exit sign from this lifetime
Should I run off this stage before I run out of lines?
Before my river of words runs dry
Or will I have to watch as each of my poems die?
Many blue times... many blue times...
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6. |
Helpline
02:52
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'It's either breakdown or calmdown' said the voice on the helpline
'Overdose or over-ride' said the voice on the helpline
'Say hope like a mantra' said the voice on the helpline
'Let hope be your mantra' said the voice on the helpline
'Say hope... say hope... all you need is...'
'It's either sink or fly' said the voice on the helpline
'Keep breathing or you'll die' said the voice on the helpline
'Say hope like a mantra' said the voice on the helpline
'Make hope your mantra' said the voice on the helpline
'Say hope... say hope... all you need is....'
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7. |
Balloon
03:33
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Do you still live as close as you did to the wind?
Are you still blown off course as easily
Are you gone with the whim?
...The whim that takes you wherever...
Is that you overhead casting a shadow on my path?
Is that you at the end of the string that I can't quite catch...
...That I could end up chasing wherever...
...I could end up chasing you forever...
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Peacefulness Inside
03:36
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I've known your love in all its different shades
On the mornings of light
And on dark nights of rage
I'll try to absorb all your anguish in my arms
I'll keep you there and hope your torment can be calmed
Your turmoil must come out before it can subside
Then you will find peacefulness inside
You have in your life so much that's gone wrong
Can I make it right?
Can I be that strong?
I'll try to absorb all your anguish in my arms
Safe from the world that has done you this harm
Your sorrow must come out before it can subside
Then you will find
Peacefulness inside
Escape from your unresolved yesterdays
Jettison the memories that won't go away...
Some hurts have chased you hard through your years
You're troubled to find they've followed you here
I'll try to absorb all your anguish in my arms
I'll keep you there and hope that closeness works its charm
Your pain must come out before it can subside
Then you will find peacefulness inside
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Your Childlike Question
03:18
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Your childlike question gets a childlike answer
I stretch out my arms as far as I can stretch them
I stretch out my arms to show you how big my love is... childlike questions if you have to ask them ask away
And today could be the bestest ever day
And I love you is the bestest I can say
So I say and say and say
I love and love you today...
Simple words that simply carry all that's felt
All that fills this simple shell of a man
Simple words that tell how full of love I am... simple words are doing what they can to convey
That today could be the bestest ever day
And I love you is the bestest I can say
So I say and say and say
I love and love you today...
So remember what I said to you today
Wasn't just said because it was what you wanted me to say
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Reassurance
02:24
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So often I have seen you look just like a child who wants someone to pick her up and give her reassurance... reassure her that she's loved... and if I have to tell you again and again
I'll happily repeat myself
I'll never tire of saying
That I'm here and I'm staying
...I'll reassure you that you're loved...
20...30...40... growing up takes a while... 50...60...70... but you'll still be a bewildered child who needs reassuring that she's loved... and if I have to tell you again and again
I'll happily repeat myself
I'll never tire of saying
That I'm here and I'm staying
...I'll reassure you that you're loved... and if I have to tell you again and again
I'll happily repeat myself
I'll never tire of saying
That I'm here and I'm staying
...I'll reassure you that you're loved...
I can assure you that you're loved... I assure you that you're... loved...
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Security
02:49
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It's been years
Since I felt
So safe
So secure
But forgive me
For asking again
What I should never have to ask again
Forgive me
For asking again
If this could never end?
Will I have to go back to how I was
Go back to doing what a lonely man does
Go back to going where a lonely man goes
Tell me no...
Tell me that the bad trips are over
Tell me you're staying my lover
Tell me that the bad trips are over
Tell me we've got this life together
But forgive me for asking again
What I should never have to ask again
Forgive me for asking again
If this could ever end?
Will I have to go back to how I was
Go back to doing what a lonely man does
Go back to going where a lonely man goes
Tell me no...
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12. |
November 5th Conception
03:53
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Tonight we are warmed by a bonfire glow
Golden radiation in a garden of flame
As poor old Guy gets cremated again...
Tonight we are dressed in clothes that are made of smoke
Golden radiation in a garden of flame
As poor old Guy gets cremated again...
See our rocket fly
In the dark November sky
Golden radiation in a garden of flame
As poor old Guy gets cremated again...
See our rocket fly...
So take this tiny spark
It's how a life can start
Golden radiation in a garden of flame
As brand new life gets created again
Golden radiation in a garden of flame
As brand new life gets created again...
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I'm sat at a picnic table at Cardiff Bay
Outside the Norwegian church
I know I've just said what I should never have said to you
And you're back in the car park in the Sierra feeling hurt
Our baby daughter is on my knee
She's informed me that all the pigeons here are 'ducks'
I won't spoil her illusion and tell her that she's got it wrong
Because she'll find out for herself one day that always being right sucks
So let's just agree that pigeons are 'ducks'
Especially the ones
Outside the Norwegian church
30 seconds of shouting shouldn't ruin a whole afternoon
A wonderful time needn't end because of one mad outburst
Forget my stupidity
Forgive my foolish words
Come and join us at this picnic table
And let's be as we were
Enjoying our first ever family holiday
Outside the Norwegian church
At Cardiff Bay
Outside the Norwegian church
At Cardiff Bay
The Norwegian church
At Cardiff Bay
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14. |
Rest and Be Thankful
05:26
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Every night
We lay down
All we are
And all we've ever been
And I watch you drift off into your next dream
My anxieties loom larger at 1, 2, 3, 4 a.m.
But you're deep in your unconscious world
So I can't tell you about them
Then you curl up closer to me
Radiating slumber warmth your invisible glow flows into me
There's a sign of life in this darkness after all...
Every night
We lay down
All we are
And all we've ever been
And I watch you drift off into your next dream...
Your dreaming takes a wrong turn
You have fearful visions
You become disturbed
I hold you as you thrash and cry
And rescue you with reassuring words...
And I watch you drift back into your next dream...
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15. |
Run Down Town
05:35
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There is a romance that sometimes can be found
On the worn and weary streets of this run down town
There is a star pinned to the dirty sky
When you look up at it you can feel a kind of high...
You were born where wishes that come true are rare
And where dreams are usually given up on in despair
But you'll stay where roots are deep and where ties are strong
You'll stay where you believe that you belong...
You tell a story that's as long as life itself
About your hatred for this place
And your love for it as well...
You were born where wishes that come true are rare
And where dreams are usually given up on in despair
But you'll stay where roots are deep and where ties are strong
You'll stay where you believe that you belong...
You were born where wishes that come true are rare
And where dreams are usually given up on in despair
But you'll stay where roots are deep and where ties are strong
You'll stay where you believe that you belong...
You'll stay where you believe that you belong...
You'll stay where you believe that you belong...
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Kevin Hewick Leicester, UK
Kevin Hewick (born 4 February 1957, Leicester) is an English singer-songwriter who was an early member of the Factory Records roster. Today he is known for his recordings on Pink Box Records, an independent label based in Leicester, and his recent work with Venetian collective Unfolk. ... more
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