1. |
Giant Turtle
01:35
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2. |
Sleep All Day
02:40
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I have seen your body lain,
The dream frequencies of your face,
Feeling so much better today,
There's nothing in the way,
You sleep all day
Many others have come this way,
Many others will take your place,
Feeling so much better today,
There's nothing in the way,
You sleep all day
(Well you know, there's nothing to do)
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3. |
Solyana
03:52
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Hmmmmm hmmmmmmmmhmm,
Wow, wow howling like a cat,
Solyana, Solyana raysa pa,
You won do won you won do wa
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4. |
The Enchanted Guitar
02:21
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They gave the angels guitars,
Still the angels were more concerned with
Drainage and sanitation,
Stooped by city walls,
Burning shadows,
Burnished gold,
Buildings in ruin forecast their own destiny
Glory
Rain
Quiet
I know where I'm going,
I know what I'm doing
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5. |
Wealthy Husband Blues
02:47
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My best years,
Impossibly alone,
I can't conquer what came before,
I cannot conjure what comes next
With those wealthy husband blues
My husband,
Makes the difference,
Marks the change,
These curtains,
This sofa,
My best years,
With those wealthy husband blues
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6. |
The Singer is the Song
05:00
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The streets are singing of you,
You're on my mind,
Lying down in the road,
You're on my mind,
To show you I don't care,
I sleep with the town,
Then watch the sun lower itself into the ground,
The sun's going down.
The singer is the song,
The singer is the song,
And when he sings of broken hearts,
It's as though he were the broken one.
Down the discotheque,
You're on my mind,
The flashing neon lights,
You're on my mind,
I'll show you I don't care,
I'll sleep with the town,
Then watch the sun lower itself into the ground,
The sun's going down
The singer is the song,
The singer is the song,
And when he sings of broken hearts,
It's as though he were the broken one.
I looked for you in Soho,
But there were no traces,
I looked for you in Greenwich Park,
In may different places,
And today I crossed my own path,
Amongst the crowds at London Bridge.
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7. |
Unchanged
02:57
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Pulse blood round tubular innards,
Settle old accounts,
Blast us clean, fill your feet, bring a bucket,
Fucks all fucks all fucks all,
One for two, two for one,
Pregnant moustache,
Of new land glories sings,
Fluttered birds sky stained,
Two for one two,
Can we be saved?
(On a mountain or escalator,
In a church or in a car park)
The bottom of the stairs,
The top of the stairs,
The feeling's the same,
And we're unchanged.
But bad news,
Do you like horse, do you like equestrian?
Do you like a girl on a horse?
Many people do not like that
They are city people,
I have few friends,
Even I have not been in a relationship,
But someone told me,
"Friends are never enough,"
So I am here,
But still not know any friends,
I am distressed,
Can someone tell me why?
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8. |
The Cyclone Colliptus
03:21
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I want you in your uniform,
Aboard a speeding train,
Dreaming of a new world,
See the dead fish leaping,
Waiting for a sign,
Naked from the waist down.
But we had no need of love,
And love it had no need of us.
The tumble from the womb,
Is such a mighty fall,
We wake up in the slaughterhouse mm-hm,
You ditched me at the brothel,
Drunk on the sea air,
Limp into the sunset baby.
But we had no need of love,
And love it had no need of us.
When we grow tired of certainty,
We make a home of doubt,
And when love's too weak to speak,
We put words into its mouth.
The mist is making fools of us,
Our ship is lost and gone,
Heaven is receding,
I want you in your uniform,
Aboard a speeding train,
Dreaming of a new world.
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9. |
Cubicle
02:25
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Out of the fire,
Into the night,
Proper attire,
Putting things right,
It's not usually done,
Where I'm coming from,
Out of the night,
Into the fire.
Hell disappears,
In the sunlight,
Small narrow squares,
Break up in lines,
It's not easily done,
The man you become,
Out of the night,
Into the fire.
One ill-informed,
Formless young man,
Talking myself,
Out of a job,
It's so easily done,
The night's on the run,
Out of the night into the fire,
Out of the fire into the night,
Out of the night into the...
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10. |
Sunglasses
04:34
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The girls are all going to the beach,
The girls are going down to the beach,
The girls are all going to the beach,
The girls are going down to the beach.
The cars are all driving to the mall,
The traffic flowing down to the mall,
The cars are all driving to the mall,
The traffic flowing down to the mall.
Millionaires are going into space,
Millionaires are touring outer space,
Millionaires are going into space,
Millionaires are touring outer space.
Once you have a really good pair of sunglasses,
You'll never have to go outside again,
Once you have a really good pair of sunglasses,
You'll never have to go outside again, again, again
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11. |
Wrists
02:58
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You open up your wrists,
The stars spill from your wrists,
The water flows from the sink,
The end of the world,
A white horse,
Jumping falling down.
Raise her up by her soft, sleeping arms
Raise her up away from all harm
Your voice floats, leaves itself,
Swimming from the bath to the stars,
Fold yourself right into their arms,
You open up your wrists,
The stars spill from your wrists,
The water from the sink.
Raise her up by her soft, sleeping feet,
Raise her up by her soft, sleeping arms,
Raise her up away from all harm
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12. |
Sorrow and Heartache
04:56
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I used to have a notebook,
Full of ideas,
I used to have a full heart,
But now I'm nowhere near,
I used to have these wild dreams,
I didn't understand,
I used to wake from Paradise,
With a flower in my hand,
I used to act without consideration,
For personal gain,
I used to recognise pleasure as pleasure,
And pain as pain
I used to be just like you,
But now I'm just like me,
And now there's only sorrow and heartache,
For as far as I can see.
We twist and spin,
The Earth is a satellite,
And I'm a dying star,
But I don't mind
We twist and spin,
The Earth is a satellite,
And I'm a dying star,
But death is no end
We twist and spin,
The Earth is a satellite,
And I'm a dying star,
But I don't mind
Now there's only sorrow and heartache,
For as far as I can see.
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13. |
Giant Turtle
01:29
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Tom Loffill UK
Tom Loffill is a musician and painter based in North London.
He's after the surreal and spiritual in the mundane and everyday. His fourth album 'Honest Living' is released 12th Feb 2021.
"An alt-rock troubadour" Time Out
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