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all your life, youve wielded this bloody knife
to crawl through forests deep where creatures and deamons sleep
an only child and fields have grown to dust
now stay for a while
watch flowers bloom for us

and time wont hold you down
be as golden as the dawn
you'll stumble and you'll fall

but that's true for us all
so chase the sky
those fumes will choke, don't turn and hide
i see you shake, that's okay you're fine
so hold me lose
cathedral eyes

all your strife
not wasted but undermined
you're the one you'll always know
watching the planets align
you're not alone, but lonely you are not
hope will carry on
thirst's the love that you have got

and time won't slow you down
you're as young as you were born
to live a life of seven seas

and time won't slow us down
we're as young as we were born
to leave a place without a care

and time wont hold us down
be as anxious as the dusk

with grace and grins, no ropes to tie us now.

Golden (new original)

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Paul Scholes Collects Moles

this was pretty fun. acoustic cover of Arctic Monkeys

Why Do You Only Call Me When You're High? (Arctic Monkeys Cover) - Alex & Katrina

Short, rough edit of an interview with Alex Morden Osborne  -  talking about the beauty of York, importance of narrative in songs and unconventional music venues!  

Alex Morden Osborne - Dean's Park a.k.a Minster Gardens

Music - Jonathan Cooper
Lyrics - anon
Kevin Walton - vocals
Rebecca Cauthery - violin
Jonathan Cooper - clarinets

The Wandering Spectre

No Longer

That Awful Place

Tremor

Flood

She's following me - 
She does so soundlessly. 
As the wind blows among the leaves,
She waits for sleep.

As my eyes grow heavy,
Her hand upon my face - 
To find the darkest place,
Take the mask from me. 

Now she begins to whisper,
Her voice a harmony
"You are hollow, I am whole now,
I am who you used to be."

Can't you see? You are dancing with a ghost of me.
For her, the words all flow so easily.

She'll never let me slumber - 
Her eyes still burn too bright.
We tread the fields at night,
And her sights are set on me. 

I am ever heavy,
She is ever light. 
Though I run, though I run, 
I'm not free of her tonight.

Can't you see? I am haunted by a ghost of me.
For her, the words all flow so easily - they don't for me.

A Ghost of Me

Theatre soundtrack. National Theatre, London production of Jame's Joyce's only play 'Exiles'. "A production that is a poem and a revelation. For three hours we experience that rarest quality on the contemporary stage - stillness - and it never loses its grip."  (Rhoda Keonig, The Independent).

A Ghost of Me

Alex MO