great  songwriting and arrangements! well done!

Like it! Maybe the singing could be a bit more confident…

Lab rat claustrophobia
In our white tile puzzle flat
Free two days out of seven
What rat decided that?

Are a garage and a garden
Too fanciful to ponder
And the freedom to just take each day
The way that our minds wander?
(and they wander!)

The forces of the universe
Conspired to deny
The one thing that is dear to us
Spacetime

Work long and hard well it’s what
The ratrace is about
But we’ll scratch around to find
Our own way out

But money’s not the reason
To join the golden ticket queue
The only thing worth never ending spending
Is more time with you

The forces of the universe
Conspired to deny…

Once down on our luck
But now our number’s up
And it is just enough
Enough for us

The forces of the universe
Conspired to supply…


Spacetime

Here’s an arrow
Here’s a lightning bolt
Across the centuries
Straight to you
Here’s an arrow
Here’s a lightning bolt
From one dark mind
Straight to you

For shame the first three named
Are Gal-Sal and his slaves
The Samarkand mountain of heads
Mithradates in the boats seventeen days
Hypatia stripped and stripped again

Here’s an arrow…

Here is how it feels
Encoded into sound
Eroded scratches underground
Translated into shapes
Decoded and revealed
So now you know just how it feels

Here’s an arrow…


Telekom

Psychosis

in the middle of spring
it still is hot as hell and ugly
and if I get a rise out of you
I think its gonna

Make my day into a pretty perfect one
and if it doesn’t, call your cousin
What can be done

In the middle of me
There’s lots and lots of scientific stuff there
It serves a purpose
But I just don’t know where..
The signals go

And thinkin bout it really makes my noggin hurt
And if it doesn’t, call your cousin
I’ll talk to her

Little things that get eaten by sharks
They’re smarter than people I know

All around me people talking
About the things that I don’t care
It is blissful
To be blissfully unaware, but

in the middle of spring
it still is hot as hell and ugly
and if I get a rise out of you
I think its gonna

Make my day into a pretty perfect one
and if it doesn’t, call your cousin


Call Your Cousin

This is an older song about the moment you realise you're in love, and I know its been done but I felt it so I wrote it! 

Lyric Blog: https://calumpearcemusic.wordpress.com/2016/05/30/two-degrees-lyrics/

Two Degrees [Demo]

Stay Classy

I'm not sure why you came for me.
video at youtube- 

https://youtu.be/8oUtt3MQI9w

Ms. Catastrophe

An Old-Fashioned Appeal EP

Happy I Am

If you do want me, gimme little sugar
If you don't want me, don't lead me on girl
But if you need me, show me that you love me
And when I'm feeling blue and I want you
There's just one thing that you should do

Just gimme some kind of sign girl
Oh my baby
To show that you're mine girl
Oh yeah
Just gimme some kind of sign girl
Oh my baby
To show that you're mine girl
All right

If you do want me, gimme little sweet talk
If you don't want me, don't lead me on girl
But if you need me, show me that you love me
And when I'm feeling down, wearing a frown
You'll be there when I look around

Just gimme some kind of sign girl
Oh my baby
To show that you're mine girl
all right

just gimme some kinda sign

Gimme Little Sign (Brenton Wood Cover)

I am the city 
I am the night
I may allow you to come inside
But then you’re mine

Embrace my shining heart I’ll keep you warm
Drink of this elixir
Can’t guarantee that you’ll be safe from harm
There’s chasers and there’s mixers  
Glittering cures for your impatient state
I liberate
and then I take
There’s no easy fix here

I am the city 
I am the night
I may allow you to come inside
But then you’re mine

This endless pulse, gold buzzing honeycomb
You know that you belong there
Sense my seduction from your distant homes
A siren in the night air 
Beneath my skin there is a sea of blood
Young bones and mud
A lonely flood
of those who’ll never grow old

I am the city 
I am the night
I may allow you to come inside
But then you’re mine

I Am The City

Once upon a time
In the east half of Eden
They worshiped as divine
The golden calf of Mammon

He’s now a mighty bull
A wrecking ball of meat
The china shop is ruled
They rub his balls on Wall Street

We supplicate
To our lord and masters
We suffocate
Happily ever after

The minotaur demands
The sacrificed first born 
Theseus’s plans
Gored upon the horn

Shower of gold for Midas
So heavy he could drown
His people stand and cup their hands
As the bullshit rains down

We supplicate
To our lord and masters
We suffocate
Happily ever after

And the bull rains down

Bull

Home demos from Plain Clothes.  
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Spacetime

Plain Clothes

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