snow, fall
.....(to the ground)
..whisper
.......(not a sound)
....numb skull
.........(rest your bones)

..fly with grace
.......(through the air)
....escape this place
.........(if you dare)
......beauty lies
...........(and that's all it does)

merry christmas

"First World Problem" by Unknown Mortal Orchestra

Artwork by Henrietta Harris

Lyrics:
When I woke
I found my phone in the bed clothes
and the curtain glowed crimson through the window
To think of her was to want her
Would you want me too?

She's got it all and yet
She's betting all she has on a first world problem 
You've got to understand
That I could be your man or a first world problem 

I know that I was better as a loser
She's eating birthday cake inside the disco
I may be lost but I'm a lost man
In love with you

She's got it all and yet
She's betting all she has on a first world problem 
You've got to understand
That I could be your man or a first world problem

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Unknown Mortal Orchestra - First World Problem

I wrote a song about leaving things behind, i hope you enjoy it :D

lyrics:
you, you're so perfected
like a butterfly
leaving me

you, you're so gifted
can i be you
i want your brain

and i, i will be gone
before

and look, with razor eyes
with heavy
self pity

and a happy compliment
compliment
nice to know you
i would be better without

what if i'm an iceberg
in the ocean waves
i could just melt slowly
into the unknown of the sea

can you hear the crashing
and the sound
of no one caring

crumble into
the blue sky


Waves

Happy to share our second new song - an ode to the great british weather

Written by Baggage Belt 9 - Recorded at Hybrid studios

Lyrics
Cold hearted and depressed
And yet mildly self obsessed
Frozen, stuck, locked
As I cycle round the block

Looking round me as I go
I'm thinking it's so cold but there's no snow
Why did she have to be
As icy as an hour old cup of ...

When you go out I think you'll find
An extra layer’s not a crime 
Shut up, It's a waste of time 
Cold is just a state of mind

If I screamed for somebody
They'd never hear
But if I whisper softly
You might hold me dear

If I needed somebody
They wouldn't come near
Pretending not to hear me
Noticing I smelled of beer

Don't say ‘good’-bye
It won't be alright
It'll be so fucking cold
But cold is just a state of...

Cold

Into the Sheffield Night

tear it up

Little something I threw together.  Very proud of how it turned out.

House of Cards - Cover by Brad Crosson

A gentler acoustic cover of Nirvana's grunge classic, featuring three part vocal harmonies, thoughtful acoustic guitar, and a surprisingly fitting jazz glockenspiel solo. Original here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vabnZ9-ex7o

Lyrics:
Come 
As you are 
As you were 
As I want you to be 
As a friend 
As a friend 
As an old enemy 
Take your time 
Hurry up 
The choice is your 
Don't be late 
Take a rest 
As a friend 
As an old memoria 
Memoria 
Memoria 
Memoria 

Come 
Dowsed in mud 
Soaked in bleach 
As I want you to be 
As a trend 
As a friend 
As an old memoria 
Memoria 
Memoria 
Memoria 

And I swear 
That I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun

(glock solo)

And I swear 
That I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun 
No I don't have a gun 

Memoria 
Memoria

Come as you are

Alternative/Rock/Jazz group from Sheffield

Cold

Baggage Belt 9

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