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The optimist
02:31
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It's getting close tonight,
gaze following fragile skies,
horizon rising round us like a bowl
Twisting whims of wind and tide,
steered in circles for a thousand miles,
we pray for rain but pray to stay afloat
Wait for the morn will decide this ferrys course,
Our fate's our toll
Cling to the light of a life of simple pleasures,
simple souls
Just as soon as the dawn first shines,
It changes airs in a godlike glare,
Defiles out ragged sun bleached battered bones
Every drop of ocean brine,
mixing salts within the sweat,
As silence sets the angst and glances grow
Wait for the sunset, to see the stars and feel the coolness fall,
Soon we'll be rescued and laugh away the darkest thoughts of all
And laugh away the darkest thoughts of all...
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2. |
Goner
04:38
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Your ebb now over, flowing,
you drown me in your swell
Against the tide, a goner,
I stand, then kneel, then sink
You lift my driftwood senses
upon your fickle sway,
I scramble but the surface
and shore they slip away
Floating, no hope, I submit
Guide me in silence,
Find beauty in sin
Longing leads to loving,
Loving to hate,
Hate that I'm longing
A triangle made,
Castaway waiting
for your storm to end,
Shipwrecked and raging,
A man, an island
So aimlessly I wander,
Along the ragged cliff,
Into a cave I stumble
with heavy leaden limbs
A fool I rue my weakness,
so resolute I stand
To face uncertain futures
is when you take my hand
Floating, no hope, I submit...
Longing leads to loving, loving to hate...
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3. |
A hole
03:55
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Slides in silent like a cloud,
Final cause I can't work out,
I've slipped under shadow
Any word from anyone,
grates to make the demon blood
drip from my marrow
I'm not here today and you won't like who took my place
This asshole never stays. I hate his tone, I hate his face.
When all my friends are wasting lies,
I've got a wall I need watch dry,
No one minds, no one matters
So next the work is torn apart,
deluded peon feigning art,
More depth to the ashes
I'm not here today and you won't like who took my place
This asshole never stays. I hate his tone, I hate his face
Accepting all the intent,
the world decides no argument,
Just glaze and fake lashes
The game is rigged and I'm not right,
defenseless against my life and times,
No talking just chatter
I'm not here today and you won't like who took my place
This asshole never stays. I hate his tone, I hate his face
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4. |
One more
03:28
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The bus was late, so I got soaked to skin again,
drowned from my head to my shins again
and though the bell tolls, my throat and toes are still so dry
The fucking bastards picked my lock and nicked my bike,
left me with a pump and light,
the taxi's called but it could take a little while
One more for the road, Sweet Jesus
One more for the road
Still dealing with anger and grievance, one more for the road
The baby gives us two hours average every night,
Now I cant think left to right
but the sister freed us so we need this time to unwind
The budgie's lame so now it needs a leg or two
Plastic polymer blend in blue,
The wife's at home, the fight's at home so I need more time
One more for the road, Sweet Jesus,
One more for the road,
Still savouring a moment of peace, one more for the road
The pills do help but when it's cold like this, you know,
get a touch of frost in my hip and bones,
the whiskey melts it and helps me feel like I can get by
The working days seem longer now I'm out of place,
Can't keep up with trends my age,
They say it's me but I just think it's every one else
One more for the road, Sweet Jesus,
One more for the road,
Still savouring a moment of peace, one more for the road
Pay in card or cash if its needed,
Even Buckfast or Archers Peaches,
So I can dance around like an eejit,
One more for the road I'm pleading,
One more for the road
One more for the road
One more for the road
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fin o'brine Ireland
Tested on Animal (EEP) is the second release from this Dublin songwriter. Its an intimate mix of memory and fantasy. Lullabys and nightmares sit side by side. Experience and hallucination battle for belief. An honest record, that could either introduce the day or beckon the night. Sedate melodies and quirky riffs bolster the stories told and it retains a character that is difficult to pin down. ... more
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