Tom Rosenthal

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Sex, death and landscapes, its all the mistakes and how you did them well. I fell for you in the summer and that was bummer because you left in the spring. 

Don't sigh, nothing's going to take you away from me girl. You were there all along. 

An old boy on a park bench, thinking in the past tense, looking for the words. I'll wash my face tomorrow, and for the days that follow i'll do it all again. 

Don't sigh, nothing's going to take you away from me girl. 
You were there all along. 

Sex, death and landscapes, its all the mistakes and how you did them well. I fell for you in the summer and that was bummer because you left in the spring. 

Don't sigh, nothing's going to take you away from me girl. 

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Who's That in the Fog?

Sex, Death and Landscapes

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The following is a dream that I had 

Imagine a bike, a really big bicycle, sort of like a penny farthing, as tall as a house 
Or maybe a small tree. Imagine Richard out of Richard Judy, standing on Judy’s head and then on top of Richards head prince Phillip stood and then on top of prince Philip head there is a sort of young giraffe standing it was about as tall as that and then imagine a double decker bus and being on the top deck and going right to the front so you can only see the road and you cant see what’s behind you, you just see the road disappearing in front of you, so I could see everything really clearly and it was a time 
When people ruled the streets like they did a hundred years ago, there weren’t many cars and the streets was ‘the’ place to be, I was wobbling from side to side on this bike like a tight rope walker with really bad balance, and I was getting stressed about 
the possibility of falling off and hurting myself and all this time I was stressing I knew there was someone ahead of me I was supposed to be following, you know like when 
your on holiday and on person knows the way to somewhere and you just follow them, but I was on my giant bicycle, I couldn’t see this person I was following but 
I still knew where I was going, I was still following them in some way, which was very bizarre and I passed some amazing places on my travels, one of them was when 
I stopped to watch a Madonna concert, I really don’t know why I stopped, I don’t even like Madonna that much, for some reason I was very keen to the front but of course this proved very tricky on my giant bicycle, and then out the blue the whole 
Crowd just left me alone, and I didn’t know what was going on, so I went close to 
her to watch Madonna, to go up to her and suddenly the whole staged just disappeared and it became this one door, this one blue door, I opened it, as you would, I really don’t know how I got the bicycle through the door, who cares it’s a dream, on the other side of the door was the sea, it was a really clear blue sea, it was completely calm, for some reason, I didn’t look at the sea, my eyes were drawn towards the clouds and the clouds were arranged in a formation that seemed to spell a word and 
I vividly recall the first three letters that were ‘l’ ‘o’ ‘o’, and they seemed to be one 
More letter but I couldn’t quite work out what that was, I think it might have been a k which would have spelt look but then again it might have been a n which would have spelt loon ,which would have made maybe more sense, I don’t think I’ll ever know for sure, anyway, I suddenly felt compelled to ride into the sea and in normal circumstances this would have been highly unwise seeing as I was on a giant b but I remembering entering the sea with real purpose and as soon as I got into the sea the bicycle became this sort of capsule that flew through the water, you know how when dolphins swim really fast they dip in and out and dip in and out of the water, well that’s what it was sort of like it was like being on the back of dolphin and although we 

We were going really really rally fast there was no thought of danger I was just have a really lovely time. As I was going through the sea there were these two other people there next to me, one of them was Max from Neighbours, I don’t know if you watched Neighbours’ but he’s Stephs husband, the one that went a bit mental, the other one was one of these figures that only appear in dreams, they just don’t seem to have a face, They just have a presence, we quickly reached the shore and all of a sudden I was back on the giant bicycle again, the companions were long gone and I was going along a road, a completely empty long road and I had an overwhelming feeling I was in the south France because there were just field upon field of these really tall sunflowers s and I have this sensation of being liberated but yet still following this something or someone, and I rode alone for what seemed like quite a while until I was joined by the horde of cyclists and they were all wearing very tight lycra outfits and suddenly I realised I was part of a race and I reckon it might have been the tour de France and of course I had this massive advantage because they all had regular sized bikes and I had this giant one and recall glancing down and seeing this cyclist look very tired and for some strange reason the cyclist were in some sort of cartoon form, if you’ve ever watched Belle Ville Rendezvous you’re sort know what I mean, 
They were pedalling furiously and seeing them getting competitive, I started getting completive and I stared pedalling faster and faster and I was a bit like that scene from E.T, you know at the end when they are all on the their bikes expect there was just no alien and no spaceship just lots of fields of sunflowers and sped ahead and I didn’t look back, I don’t think at any point in this whole dream I ever looked back. I remember riding towards the top of this big hill and wondering what was on the other side and what might be over the horizon and eventually I reached the top and it was like that scene at the end of Gladiator when Maximus is dying and he’s dreaming of what it will be like in heaven with his wife and his child and its this amazingly beautiful place where the reeds are rustling in the wind, the sort of place you’d love to take your lover to, much like that advert, I think it was for specsavers where two young lovers grew up in did a coouply thing and ran through the fields in beautiful 
Sunlight and normally there is a piano accompaniment very much like this song, that was the place I was at. I arrived at this place and I was still following someone and I went down this windy path which had these amazing fields either side and out of nowhere I just stopped and realised that I didn’t have the foggiest idea where the person I was following had gone, so I stared at the path for a while, it seemed like the 
Right path to go down so went down it and it just faded into nothingness, like so many dreams do. 


Giant Bicycle

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LYRICS: 
Boopa boopa boopa boopa boopa. 
I love her and she loves me and we love everybody from tin tin to tarzan expect robert mugabe.
 We dance along and sing along in tall grass and daisies and everybody were away with the fairies.

Keep a Private Room Behind the Shop

Away with the Fairies

this song tells a true story of me sitting next to a 87 year old lady on the train. 



Dilys, we sat next to one another on the train, you said your husband died 4 years ago and for the most part your alone, your many teddy bears don’t keep you warm at night and you don’t believe in a god, you husband spent 5 years as a prisoner of war , you sent him letter upon letter, 

but those annoying little Nazis didn’t let any letter through, the youth today don’t know, you’ve forgotten more than they will ever know know know know know know know, you had no children of your own, no children of your own 
 
I said I would write a song about you, but you did not, you did not believe me, so listen so listen to this, oh Dilys
 
You got off the train before I did, you said this journey would have been harder without you here, and 68 years between us but we laughed, like youngsters would laugh, so Dilys I wish you well, you said you would remember my name, and I’ll remember yours, I will, I will, I will., oh Dilys  


Dilys

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LYRICS: 
I loved you once and I’ll love you twice but love is cold and love aint nice and
He who loves well forgets slowly
I see your face from day to day, in a hundred years what will they say?
They’ll probably won’t say nothing cos we’ll be dead, wo 
I made your funeral speech in your head even though you’re not quite dead
And I thought I would have done things differently and
You know what ,I’ll do it all over again
You know what, I’ll do it all over again
 
It’s all just chapters in the end, some we receive and some we send and some
are just written really badly
A million words wouldn’t do the trick and love cannot build a bridge
You need construction workers for this
oh Love killed me with a thousand blades and gave me a melancholy phase
For he who loves well forgets slowly.
 
I loved you once and I’ll love you twice but love is cold and love aint nice and
He who loves well forgets slowly
I see your face from day to day, In a hundred years what will they say?
They’ll probably wont say nothing but
You know what ,I’ll do it all over again
You know what, I’ll do it all over again

Forgets Slowly

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LYRICS: 
You, you used to read Karl Marx, alone in the bath, whenever 
You were low, whenever you were low. 
You made cakes out of love and love out of hugs 
Cos that is what you do, that is what you do. 

You made a paper boat and you sailed all across the floor to 
The harbour by the door 

You caught a bug in a jar and you named it Escobar 
But your mother let it go, your mother let it go.

You made a paper boat and you sailed all across the floor to 
The harbour by the door 

You made a paper boat and you sailed all across the floor to 
The harbour by the door 


Karl Marx in the Bath

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LYRICS: 
He put it on his toast and those he liked the most 
He stole it from his cats and from the fishmonger 
He would run fast as he could His hat blew off in the wind 
He was a rapscallion It all was a game It all was game. 
Oh Toby Carr has got a difficult relationship with tuna 

In his school photo he held one high above his head 
So the future boys could see what he had done done done. 
  Oh Toby Carr has got a difficult relationship with tuna

In the dead of night, he drew them high on city walls 
In the light of day he showed the girl he loved Love love loved 
Oh Toby Carr has got a difficult relationship with tuna 

Oh the love did end , one day he found them sickening 
So he threw them all far into the sea 
They swam away from him, to the lows to the lows 
He waved goodbye to them from the coast, from the coast.

Toby Carr's Difficult Relationship with Tuna

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LYRICS: 
The boy sits in a field tall grass above his head, and he’s thinking of the path that his ancestors did tread and as he’s dreaming of the future a mist does descend, and he wonders if this is the beginning or this is the end 

And out of the mist a tall creature does appear, his eyes wide and friendly, his face full of years , he says “we’re going on a journey in my hot air balloon, and the time is now so we must get going soon”. 

They flew over the houses and the streets they use to know, over trains going fast and people going slow, there were snow on the mountains and boats on the sea, and there were lovers in the forest carving their names into a tree 

The boys says “where are we going, where are we going to, I’m scared of the future and I’m mildly scared of you, the creature looked down and said “don’t be scared of the unknown”, we’re going to a place in which I have grown 

With a sudden gush of wind the balloon fell from the sky, and the boy shut his eyes and hoped he wouldn’t die, the creature was calm, he had done this before so he landed the hot air balloon and he opened the door 

The boy walked out and he couldn’t believe his eyes, there was a flock of sheep floating through the skies followed by a magic carpet on which their shepherd did fly and the boy wondered what was going on. 

So he walked through this land with the creature by his side, to his left was a painter, painting the tides, and to his right a pack of wolves did cry to the rise and fall of the moon. 

They entered the forest and the trees they hung low, everything was dark and nothing there did grow apart from a single yellow rose that the boy put in his hair 

Out of the forest, the snow it did fall, the creature held an umbrella high above the boy then out the of snow appeared an empty platform, and they waited patiently for a train 

From far in the distance a train did arrive with a thousand polar bears passengers inside, the creature said to the boy “are you ready for the ride” and the boy said” yes I think I am” 

So they sped through the hills and over mountains they did go, over old wooden bridges withered from the cold, and the boy stared out of the window and smiled at all he could see 

They travelled through the desert to the setting sun, over streams and rivers to where it all begun, and through the wind and the rain until the days were done, they rode through the land 

All of a sudden, the train it did stop, the creature said to the boy “this is where we both get off”, and all the polar bear climbed to the top of the train to wave their goodbyes

The pair, now alone, walked through a featureless land, no blade of grass, no grain of sand, and on the horizon a great sea did stand and creature said “ this is where I must go” 

At the waters edge, nothing more was said, the boy looked at the creature, not a single tear was shed, and the creature laid his hand upon the boys head, and gave him a wink of his eye 

The creature turned around and walked slowly to the sea, to go to a place where forever he would be, and with one great leap he leapt into sea and in the blink of an eye he was gone. 

The boy stood still, alone now on the shore, he stared into the distance and hoped there would be more, and the yellow rose it fell to the floor and drifted away on the wind. 


The Boy

Can't Help Falling In Love (cover)

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LYRICS: 
Oooo my eyes are on eyes your again tonight. 
Oooo my eyes are on eyes your again tonight. 
Oooo my eyes are on eyes your again tonight. 
I'm happy to be near you. 


Eyes Eyes Eyes

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LYRICS : 
Don't you know how busy and important i am? I got so much to do. 
Ask me to out dinner on Friday night, i can't go, i got too much to do.

Maybe i'm just trying to distract myself from my mortality. 
Maybe i'm just trying to distract myself from my mortality. 

Oh i'm too busy to finish thing song 
I'm too busy to dance 
Too busy to cry 
Too busy to die 
Too busy to see the chance 

Don't you know how busy and important i am? I got so much to do. 
Ask me to the disco on Friday night i can't go, I've got too much to do. 

Maybe i'm just trying to distract myself from my mortality. 
Maybe i'm just trying to distract myself from my mortality. 

Oh i'm too busy to see the sky 
I'm too busy to know 
Too busy to fly 
Too busy to die 
Too busy to rest my soul 

Don't you know how busy and important i am? 
I got so much to do. 
Don't you know how busy and important i am? 
I got so much to do. 

I'm too busy to finish this song. 
I'm too busy to finish this song. 
I'm too busy to finish.

Bolu

Don't You Know How Busy and Important I Am?

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LYRICS: 
I heard you say, meet you in the long grass, 
Something good at long last, and we're away. 
Next to me, found you by the old tree, something we can both see, and we're away. 

Oh let's run away and not know where we're going to. 
Let's go for today and it's all going to be wonderful. 

Oh oh oh oh 

Far away, find us in the future, something in your nature 
and we're away. 
What d'you say, might you be the seaside, somewhere we can both hide, and we're away. 

Oh let's run away and not know where we're going to. 
Let's go for today and it's all going to be wonderful. 
Oh let's run away and not know where we're going to. 
Let's go for today and it's all going to be fine. 


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Going To Be Wonderful

Please Please...... (Smiths Cover)

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun (cover)

Friday, I'm In Love (cover)

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There Is a Dark Place

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LYRICS: 
TONY WORE HIS PJAMAS TO THE BEACH. 
HE SAID ‘LIFES A BEACH LIFES A BEACH, LIFES A BLOODY BEACH 

HE PICKED UP SOME SAND AND HE THREW IT IN THE SEA 
I’VE GOT A SANDY HAND, A SANDY HAND, A SANDY HAND 

TONY FOUND A BOOMERANG AND HE THREW IT IN THE AIR,
BEWARE BEWARE BEWARE BEWARE THE BOOMERANGS IN THE AIR 

TONY, I MADE YOU DINNER, WHY DONT YOU CARE 

THEY LIVED IN A OLD HOUSE ON A CLIFF 
SHE RODE TO WORK ON A BICYCLE AND HE HAD A PEN TO WRITE WITH 

TONY, I MADE YOU DINNER, WHY DONT YOU CARE

Tony

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LYRICS: 
Pictures of a face
Descriptions of the day
I don’t know what to say about that

Pictures
Pictures of a face
Descriptions the day
He walked away
It was raining
And this pain in your heart never went
You never said
It would feel this way and I want you to stay
That’s not what I meant to say
But I mean it
I mean it
Yeah right
There’s your honesty
Honestly, I’m feeling fine
Intelligent design
Line of eye-shadow tears and more wine
I don’t mind if I do
Do you like my new shoes
Mums, dads and home truths

Like: what are we going to do about you
You used to be such a happy child
You dialled the number
Didn’t speak
How do new lovers meet
Incredible feats
Of bravery
Wavering baby steps favouring
Wild mood swings
We were never not quite on the brink
Not trying to not think
Of missed connections
Missing links
Rose tints
It’s just one of those things

 
Imagining you
It’s just one of those things we do

Things things
So many things
So much to say
Lonely strings
Catch the bouquet
Hey hey
Here’s your soulmate
Spinning plates
One topples
It’s too late
It breaks
Industrial estates
And a canvas of cannibals of our entwined fates
So let’s find a place
To be complete
Find names we repeat
Find signs in the names of her street
And when you sleep
It’s still there
Always there
In a necklace of amber
Take care
Of your paint and your brushes
You know the way she is
The way she pushes
A greater weight than a lifetime of crushes
Playing back the day’s rushes
Here’s the scene where you see him
And you don’t know what to say
And I don’t know what you say about that

Pictures of a face
I don’t know what to say about that
Descriptions of the day
He walked away

 

I suppose
Some boys
Spend their whole life joking
Reading lines like karaoke
And opening wounds
Tombs
Visiting unspoken rooms
In the Crowlands
No romance
No shall we dance
Circumstance
Limping men with beers cans
Fortunes old hands
Reading lines of love, life, good times and pretty bad plans
Plots and parades
Every day
Every night
The end was always in sight
And when it ends
It never ends
It descends
Into the centre of the earth
Wish this curse
Could be lifted
Sometimes the world makes me feel like I never existed
And I existed
When she was laughing

 

Pictures of a face
I don’t know what to say about that
Fortunes old hands
Overrunning the land with you
When you were laughing
When she was laughing

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Flute played by Andrew Strangeway

B-Sides

One of Those Things (feat. Paul Haworth)

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LYRICS: 
Ian, the life the life 
The dusty old books 
Port on the carpet
The stains the stains 

Oh Ian, the face the face 
The sense of a lifetime 
Snap of the old light 
The room the room 

Oh Ian i'll bring the old box 
Where the quiet lies and the time died 
Oh Ian i'll bring it all for you to see 

Oh Ian, the words the words 
Valiant moments 
Sewed from the old hope 
The life the life 


Violin - Adaq Khan 
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LYRICS: 
Oh Bob, in the rain, all the pains, of the day. 
No joy, no hope, no mates, no job, oh Bob. 
He walks along, falls down, into a puddle, oh soggy Bob. 
But then a Lizard, a little Lizard, comes to him, 
Says 'Its gonna be alright Bob, its gonna be alright Bob' 

Its gonna be alright Bob. 

Tom Rosenthal

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