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Singing Again
03:19
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Going down to New Cross station, I got a ticket to go
Gonna find a town with a couple of pubs and no one I know
I'll stay quiet 'til I'm ready but really it could be a while till then
I roll a cigarette in the last bar, change the strings to the guitar
Try singing again
I want to go home but nowhere seems like home anymore
As I go back to Ilkley, or maybe a town I never been to before
I'm sorry Louise, you want me to try, I can't try it again
As I delete my socials, cut my hair, turn my back on my friends
Try singing again
Yeah, I wish I hadn't said it
Two blue ticks says you read it
Now I'm left here in the violence of your silence, and it grows
The mist of time, my thoughts entwine, a winding river flows
I saw my face reflected and it told me what I already know
That it is time... to go
That it's time to try singing again
I'm a little exhausted, a little dried up, I've been sniffing around
And though it's hard to accept, I'm not young anymore and I need to slow down
With John in my ear, and you in my mind, I overextend
The hand that tries to reach you, the song I tried to teach you
That I'm singing again
Going down to New Cross Station, I got a ticket to go
I'm sorry Louise, you wanted an answer but I really don't know
I live by the sea now, it's Meggie and me now, I'm doing alright
And though I'm feeling my age, I'm back on the stage
Singing again
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I'm moving on from vampires
And Vultures from the East
I don't care where I'm going
Just away from them at least
I've been tossed around this battle ground
Backwards through the mud
Cos I will not force a discourse
With a thing that sucks my blood
In my mind I moved out weeks ago
In my mind I shut the door
But this husk of skin is still within
Your roof, your walls, your floor
As my soul and spirit gone away
My blood and guts remain
Is it insanity, duality?
I ask you once again
I don't live here anymore
I can't give you anymore
I can't please you, can't appease you
Can't forgive you anymore
We been back and forth and Oh, I tried to keep this thing afloat
I've been through it, I can't do it
I don't live here anymore
Am I here because I want to be
Does it bring me joy?
Or am I willingly fulfilling
The ambition of a boy?
A boy I don't remember
But his path I follow still
Should I turn on him, abandon him
Or go in for the kill
A ridiculous addiction
That I'm struggling to ignore
A public crucifixion
In a Tesco Superstore
As I sniff around for evidence
To help me with my case
It's powder on a mirror
A reflection of my face
But I don't live here anymore
I can't give you anymore
I can't please you, can't appease you
Can't forgive you anymore
We been back and forth and Oh, I tried to keep this thing afloat
I've been through it, I can't do it
I don't live here anymore
Frost descends but in the end it seems we tend to feel cleansed
As time suspends
We're on the brink and then we sink and so we drink, our glasses clink
And then you wink, I start to think we must be linked
From you to me some mystery, some guarantee, some prophesy
That you and me can finally be in harmony
But I don't live here anymore
I can't give you anymore
I can't please you, can't appease you
Can't forgive you anymore
We been back and forth and Oh, I tried to keep this thing afloat
I've been through it, I can't do it
I don't live here anymore
No I don't live here anymore
I can't give you anymore
I can't please you, can't appease you
Can't forgive you anymore
We been back and forth and Oh, I tried to keep this thing afloat
I've been through it, I can't do it
I don't live here anymore
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3. |
Fever Dream Love Song
04:47
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The whites of your eyes were all I could see
'Till they turned back to black and reflected the sea
The ocean was rolling her ship back to port
So I turned on my heel, I had to abort
The force from the sound of the crashing of waves
Made me go deeper inside of the caves
The darkness destroyed me, twas then that I knew
That I had to find you to tell you I love you
The streets starting crawling with creatures of death
My temperature peaking and dust in my breath
But the only way out of the state I was in
Was to come face to face with the demons within
They reached, groped, mauled, hissed
But I kept my eyes down, with a note in my fist
The note had a picture, the note had a clue
So I went to find you to tell you I love you
In a sewer in Soho, I came to my senses
With lifted up spirits and lowered defences
I danced all alone with a knife in my teeth
Danced for redemption, danced for your grief
For the horror of England, it's desperate disgrace
For every person, for every race
Till the twisting and jiving wore up my shoe
So I went to find you to tell you I love you
In the desolate fields of some ancient dream
Where the sky was ablaze with the angels of steam
Where the devils of decency came in their droves
Eyed up my posture and laughed at my clothes
But they couldn't grip onto the wind in my sails
And they couldn't decipher a word of my tales
My tales of the future, it left them askew
So I went to find you, to tell you I love you
I woke in the bed in a tent in the garden
Hungover as hell, my head pounding hard and
I rolled on my side to look at my bride
These horrible nightmares to her I'd confide
But she wasn't there and I was alone
I unclipped and unzipped to see where she'd roamed
She was there in the meadow approaching the sand
With lavender swinging quite loose in her hand
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4. |
Jericho
03:15
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Jagger swapping, money burning, vapour addled, beat spreading
Come and see me, come and get it, for to get me or forget it
Smoke is creeping, head is reaping, lungs are screaming, phone is beeping
Light is seeping, I've been peeping on a wolf a'softly sleeping
Yes I flake, it knows I fake it, knows I blow around its neck
It sings a nothing to his bed, a parasite about his head
Is gonna grow, gonna spread, stamp it out before ya dead
Sing a broken lullaby and go
To Jericho
To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow
Come with me
Please, Anthony
As they cover you in feathers and parade you through the town
Tell you that they love you as they trip you up and tip you upside down
And I see my coincidences let you down. Frown.
Hope your cucaracha Mama won't come round, bound
To serve eternity upon her ground. Sound.
Nothing but the cynicism that surrounds you, takes you
Vanillas you, smooths and shakes you
Rapes you of everything that made me rate you
Wait to see a sign of what you were
I hate to see you lose yourself to her
So go to Jericho
To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow
Come with me
Please, Anthony
As they fill you with desire as the fire starts to roar
Tell you that they love you as they spin you round and pin you to the door
So double up or throw it up or shit it up the creek
Seek no artistic nourishment from what you reap
Freak out, take it out on nonexistent sleep
You're beat, I see you're suffering, I know you're weak
Get your wood, get your strings and keep it red
Instead of painting watercolours in your bed, you said
There was a twister blowing through your head, it's dead
'Tread carefully' your brothers said
Need a sign you haven't fully slipped away
Pay a visit to me, live it to me, make me pay
For whatever I am doing that is making you sick
Tick the boxes that have proven that it's only a trick
Though it gives you a kick, I bet that nothing will stick
I bet it's blood letting you, I bet you're getting anaemic
Sick and getting sicker but there's hope for you yet
I'd take you back to the beginning but you would only go
To Jericho
To be floating where the cosmic breezes blow
Come with me
Please, Anthony
As they sing along to nothing as the whiskey takes its toll
Take away your memories and smoke them through a bowl
Bring you up to break you as they take away control
Tell you that they love you as they rip you off and strip you
Of your soul.
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5. |
I Will, McGuill
03:58
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I wrote down on paper the route to your heart
Right after I wrote it I ripped it apart
You said I didn't need it, and you took me away
From a world full of shadows and silent decay
With spirits within me that I never knew
You gave me your breath, an alternative view
In the relative chaos of Lewisham Way
You filled me with flowers and I asked you to stay
Oh, Oh! my sweetheart, hello
Soft summer evenings forever in tow
And together we're moving, together we grow
McGuill, yes I will
I love you, hello
Malevolent memories sometimes come up
Sirens and sea monsters sometimes disrupt
You don't let them shake you, it's not how you live
It's your strength to forget and your strength to forgive
Oh yeah, I have a habit of prevarication
But there on the bridge there was no hesitation
A world without you, darling, I couldn't bare it
So I gave you a ring and I asked you to wear it
Oh, Oh! my sweetheart, hello
Soft summer evenings forever in tow
And together we're moving, together we grow
McGuill, yes I will
I love you, hello
My sweet sauvignon beauty is sat by the sea
And in her head leans ever gentle to me
Together in space with no future, no past
Just love in my eyes and some beer in my glass
We had baby named after a star
We wrote many more songs and we sung 'em in bars
The laundry out hanging, the grandkids to stay
But that is tomorrow and this is today
Oh, Oh! my sweetheart, hello
Soft summer evenings forever in tow
And together we're moving, together we grow
McGuill, yes I will
I love you, hello
Oh, Oh! my sweetheart, hello
Soft summer evenings forever in tow
And together we're moving, together we grow
McGuill, yes I will
I love you, hello
McGuill, yes I will
I love you, hello
McGuill, yeah I will
I love you, hello
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6. |
At Least At Last
04:23
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Jimmy by the river with a bottle intends
To spend an hour by the tower, by pull of the Thames
Societies anxieties is getting him down
So he ignores it, stores it, in the bottle he drowns
Self destruction is distraction from the terrible truth
That life is beautiful but you're too full of stale vermouth
The distance to resistance it is working your heart
And you've been racing, steady chasing but you're still the start
At least at last you're here
You are simply beautiful, divine
The years crumble into years
I was almost finally feeling fine
A little sweat had gathered by the nape of her neck
Her phone was vibrating so I thought that I'd check
An image of her lover with a flash and a beep
And so I threw it out the window and I went back to sleep (uh oh)
A little later on a rooftop with a view of the town
'New York I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down'
Then the situation it was too much to bare
I crumpled up and cried on the foot of the stair
At last you're here
You are simply beautiful, divine
The years crumble into years
I was almost finally feeling fine
The city air is thickening and choking my throat
The business end is full of rolled up twenty pound notes
The northern line is screaming, and I'm scared of the gap
I've no idea where I'm going, fuck, I'm lost in the map, oh no!
So it's time to double duck the trouble heading my way
I've been out sowing and it's showing so I doubt that I'll stay
The green of my memory is there in my mind
I'll rack it up, I pack it up and then I'll leave it behind
I'll rack it up, I pack it up and then I'll leave it behind
I'll rack it up, I pack it up and then I'll leave it
At least at last you're here
You are simply beautiful, divine
The years crumble into years
I was almost finally feeling fine
We rack it up, we pack up and then we leave it behind
We rack it up, we pack up and then we leave it behind
We rack it up, we pack up and then we leave it behind
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Lost in the crowd of Trafalgar tonight
Though I'm wired, I'm really too weary to fight
Morning is haunting me, memories daunting me,
You in my periphery taunting me
A stain on the window blocking the sky
The shape of you still stuck in my eye
Smoke in the distance, dust on the shelf
Am I sick of the city or sick of myself?
I'm exhausted by all that you do
The activist, hedonist muscling through
Maybe it's me, maybe I'm growing cynical
But your struggle seems a little bit clinical
So meet me instead on a level ground
Present to me all the evidence that you found
Take it with salt and I'll wish you good health
I'm sick of the city and sick of myself
Please, please Athena return to me
Give me strength to make a move
I have nothing left to offer them
Nothing left to prove
I bought a new raincoat, I stitched on the wings
Now I'm flying through all of these meaningless things
Mud in the river, blood in the veins.
Shattering windows and rattling trains.
What was once ordered is now rearranged
Nothing is tangible, everything's strange
But I wear it with grace and I wear it with style
But I'm sick of the city, I been sick for a while
I been sick for a while so I give it some thought
What I once knew will now be untaught
Turning away from another mechanical
Algorithm and another tyrannical
Preacher of soundbites, of struggle and strife
'Tired of London, Tired of Life'
But my heads out the window and I feel it blow
Sick of the city and I think that I'll go
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Danny Horn & the Shared Myths London, UK
Danny Horn & The Shared Myths are a Hastings based gypsy-folk band. They fuse fresh, unusual lyrics with rootsy foot
stomping folk.
Their first album, Quitting Smoking was released in 2020 and their brand new album, 'Sirens & Sea Monsters' is out now.
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