That Rhythm Takes Hold

Welcome little child to this earth
We apologise for your birth
Memories so full of holes
Reading books ‘bout talking voles
Algae and tadpoles in the tank
The bottom of the lake where my heart sank
The voyage of organic pork,
When I was a young warthog
What’s the matter, kid?
Have you never ascended?
You said you had but you never did 
No more hormone daydream
No more slavery to scrutiny        
And probably no more doubt.
What do you have to show for it all?
Life signs starting to look critical,
1,000 books to read before you die
Any less than that is a wasted life
Holding the pen the wrong way round
Why can’t your guitar make the nice sounds?
Have you stopped to smell the roses?
Have you taken a life? Have you really lived?
Jump the gate and vault the pit,
What do you have to show for it?  	
Remember when you meant to start to exercise
And you thought you could start telling lies 
One foot is in the grave
What kind of coward just  dies of old age?
You have beautiful eyes
I have notable ankles,
Together we can make an awful lasagna,
Buy a perfect plot to make your grave
It’s regret, it’s regret, it’s just aftershave
Be cynical and start to drown,
While trying to keep those grey hairs down,
Age in secret, don’t let that shit out
No more doubt, no more doubt
I am wasting no more time again
From here on in
And I exercise and I take the pills
And I do alright and I pay the bills
One foot in front of the other

Hey now, it’s alright, 
Everybody’s journey takes a different time,
Bad memories start to fade,
And all the other ones start to fade,
The truth is, I’m afraid,
As the fog sets in
As the fog sets in
It was love, it was love, and it felt like home
I hope we still have far to go
To have you by my side
Letting the days go by, and the days go by,
I’m brushing all the cobwebs aside,
With all these long faces you’d think somebody died,
It’s alright, it’s alright,

One foot in front of the other.

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"He sometimes seems to rectify the ghost of Ian Curtis’s most manic vocal approaches and other times finds the same frequency of melancholy that Thom Yorke tends to gravitate towards. The surge of post-punk inspired energy. There is no denying Clayton is a good singer, producer and songwriter," Divide and Conquer Music

All music, production and images by Louis Clayton.

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