1. |
Over The After
03:10
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The bike stays in the pool shed
It's broken wicker basket
Tyres long deflated
(calling out your name)
The drum skins in the basement
Of the house we nearly rented
While visiting your parents
We spent the summer wishing
(Listening to) Heartbreaker
You always said you never see me smile anymore
I spend most of my nights on the kitchen floor
Staring up at broken light fixtures
You keep looking at me
I keep breathing in your second hand smoke
Does that mean we meant much of anything to one another?
(audio sample taken from Twin Peaks)
WE:Your name please
GB:Garland, Briggs
WE:Garland, what do you fear most in the world?
GB:The possibility that love is not enough
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Dishonest photographs
Perfect angles
Dimming lights
Poor girl
I bathe beneath wasted words
Your liquid courage
My sober nerves
So many places I'm longing to see / be
All adequate homes I'm stuck between
The childhood streets
The holiday roads
The city that I live
Orchids across your windowsill
In lines as straight as the fact that you could never care about the way I feel
And it'll stay that way until I leave
But for now there are..
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3. |
Pen Street
03:37
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I'm not walking in mornings anymore
I'm not bored, I'm not hiding, just yours
I'm hopelessly in need of needing
I've got your hand in my pocket
Your head on my chest
Apologising when you've done nothing wrong
I've turned out your sweeter traits in song
Will we ever again wonder what Pen Street holds
In T-shirts and shorts, now the days are cold
We saw a season through despite all that we were told about each other
And as the truth unfolds, it's clear
That I'd do anything to stay here
We're not talking in secret anymore
But I still hold for every word as you talk
I'm hopelessly in need of sleeping
I've got your hand in my pocket
Your head on my chest
Kicking myself, wondering what I'll do wrong
I turned out your sweeter traits in song
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4. |
Inhalant
03:35
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I'll sit and I will stay and I will wait where you left me
17 days later and I'm still fucking waiting for you to come around
I hope you're happier now
Do you ever try to swim and cut your feet at the bottom
Of riverbeds I guess it's best that you have forgotten
Do you feel better now?
Has your stomach settled down?
Keep waiting for me to change, I'll just get in your way
Tripping over lights when you're trying to read
Falling over you while you're trying to sleep
Do you still scratch your thighs every time you get nervous?
You blink when you lie, I guess it served a better purpose to keep that from you
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5. |
Fake A Smile
01:13
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I packed my belongings
A box full of books and my Grandfather's wallet
I headed in to the forest
A map without lines and a broken compass
I'm never coming home
Living without doors and windows
Bury me in my best clothes
In case you didn't know
If I wait for the right words
They'll just come out at the wrong time
Or get stuck in my throat
Fake a smile
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6. |
Ruin A Good Thing
02:32
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I'm not happy until I've thought, and over-thought, and over-thought
Worked into a panic settling for last resorts
I'm not satisfied until I've sabotaged a night
Spent in with love, a setting so right
I'm not done until walls are being torn down
Tensions rising as tides over this town
Convinced that my intentions are solely the truth
Knowing really that I'm selfish with too much to prove
Can't settle for boredom with nothing to sing
So I'd may as well just ruin a good thing
It seems funny now thinking how we were as tight as tight can be
Settling for nothing over something
Can't you see how that's strange to me?
I'm not satisfied until you're back again in time
You've given up on us, I hope you think that's right
Convinced that my intentions are solely the truth
Knowing really that I'm selfish with too much to prove
Can't settle for boredom with nothing to sing
So I'd may as well just ruin this
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7. |
Virgin Growth
03:16
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Get on yer bike and ride
Don't stop until you reach the boundaries
The borders of your home city
'I don't know if you can hear me'
Like on Songs From Northern Britain
It's fine by me if you've long forgot the reference
You hold your breath
I close my eyes
If you don't mind
What have you been reading lately?
When you've finished maybe rip out a couple pages
Underline your favourite phrases
Send them to me in the post i'll frame it
Did you get the feeling the sun would rise again?
Did you miss the warmth on your skin?
Have you missed the ever-changing RED WHITE GREEN
A souvenir
Old friends
Hold ceremonies
For my missing body
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8. |
Live To Let You Down
02:23
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I've got a pale few inches where my sleeve should've been
I'm wearing T-shirts that are two sizes too big
I'm reckoning that 'you's are better placed with 'I's
It's deafening just how far wrong I've gone in life
It's nothing that a seaside town can't sort
It's everything I never wanted and more
We'll stave off the night with the records of our life
I think I'm okay now, are you alright?
We came up from the coast and we put up a fight
But tonight we'll collapse only when the sun breaks the night
I've got a nail in my shoe and miles more to go
'I promised I would stay, but I probably won't'
It's clear to me that 'you's are better placed with 'I's
It's plain to see that over truth you'd rather lie
I'll do my best to live to let you down
If I could do something right it might as well be this now
We could stay on the line, miss stops, waste some time
Pretend I don't care about everything that's mine
Tell you that it's gone but really I'd just hide it all
And recall how you said that this wasn't what you were living for
I'm not going anywhere
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9. |
Choosing Love
02:07
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I was choosing love
And to be awake
I'm done deciding to take anything
Whether it's mine or not
Whether it's right or wrong
I'm not sure of these choices and decisions will even see out today
3:33
City streets
Absolute clarity
Tired eyes built on lies
(Is this what you had in mind for us / Because it's not what I had in mind for us)
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10. |
Gardenhead
02:47
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Your hair started falling out again
And the bruises on your hand ain't fading
I miss you in the month of April where we sat at the coffee table
Talked about the future once again, old friend
Now all we talk about is will arrangements
I've started cleaning window panes because your body's no longer able without the support of a frame
Carry that thought around my neck like an albatross
I'm mourning your death before you've even left
I got your name tattooed on my chest
In a small flower arrangement to remind me of the days
We'd let the soil fall against our necks
Gardenhead
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Bedbound By Summer Boston, UK
2013 - 2023
Kane Storr
Liam James Marsh
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