Burn Out in The Sun by Hope Street. Taken from their 2022 album called Life.

Hope Street are an Indie Rock band from the United Kingdom 
Joe Tibbits -  Guitar and Vocals 
Barry Harman - Bass

Life

Burn Out In The Sun

Flow

Cowboy

Two Bodies One Heart

Lyrics:

It's not so easy to make me lonely
It's not so easy to make me cry
Take your tricks and games and throw them out the window for now
I've got irons in the fire - put you on the back burner

You looked so fragile, looked so pale
Sweat on your brow, your hair a charming mess
Your eyes were kind but dazed

Clouded judgement inspires affection, inspires respect, inspires trust
Your eyes were dazed
This time I'll keep my sense, I'll keep my pride, I'll keep my distance
But you looked so fragile, looked so pale 

(Backing vocal, freely quoting "Blue/Violet Light": No turning back, your reflection fair
Your shadow music, vibrating in dull light
My vision blurry, your image blurry
Caught in a Timelapse in dull light)

It's not so easy to make me lonely
It's not so easy to make me cry
Take your tricks and games and throw them out the window for now
I've got irons in the fire - put you on the back burner

Easy (original version)

Some interesting sections. One of those kind of songs that rolls along through some fairly drastically different sonic landscapes or whatever.

Send In The Clones

A power ballad..

LYRICS:

The step is not hard to take
But over and over again
we bend and we break
The same simple mistake
at the start with my terrible heart in your hand
and you tighten the grip
on the part with the delicate need for command
It's all built in the sand

We stay awake for days
while kneeling and feeling our way
through vacuums of space
It's a desolate place
Fuel the fire with the furious ire of your soul
Feed the flames in the night
Build the pyre, an eternal reprieve from the cold
And so we'll never grow old

You've been ignoring the ballad of fire on the radio
but if you listen it's calling
You've been ignoring the ballad of fire on the radio
but if you listen it's calling to you

You see yourself as a hero for hire but we all know
there's no commissioner calling
Your alter ego's just you in a bar with no windows
and you're rapidly falling
If you cared you could still give yourself a crescendo
but you'd have to go all in
You've been ignoring the ballad of fire on the radio
but if you listen it's calling to you

You've been ignoring the ballad of fire on the radio
but if you listen it's calling
You've been ignoring the ballad of fire on the radio
but if you listen it's calling to you

Ballad of Fire

The family within the cystal ball.
So careful to escape notice at all.
In-action won't escape the reverie.
Need events to shake the fantasy...

The meaning, once hidden, is now revealed.
A hiding place to seek what was untilled.
Important not to rest before you start.
Unlikely to follow what's in your heart.

We're across all the stars of the sea.
We're upon the bowsprit in between.
Oooo
We're across the moonlight of the waves.
We're beyond the watery graves. 
Oooo 

The jetty points its hands out from the land,
The boat that's moored alongside more off hand.
A nonchalance which gives away no thing.
A blue that is too deep to find within.

A pressure that can only build without.
Before its emergence it cant cant get out.
No need to find a reason to submerge.
A calling from the stars wont quell the urge.


The Family in The Crystal Ball

Hope  For Us - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Feel like I should be walking on the shores of Galilee 
But instead I'm in a prison built up in my infancy.
Thought I was like the young boy from the Empire of the Sun.
But that wasn't how they saw me.
And that's how I came undone.
I'm not the one.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

A laughing stock. 
I can't smoke pot.
Three corners to sweep dust.
When you fall into black water, all your keys begin to rust.
You're not thinking on damnation.
Amongst the holes you're teetering.
A cage containing lightning bolts. 
Which somehow you fit in.
Forget your sin.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you lay your grace on me.
I do not want your money.
I'm dismayed about this fee.
The foolish man puts effort into digging diamond mines?
Yet a wise man takes his gold figures and reaches for the sky?
And don't ask why?

Felt sorry for the workers.
Give them all your sympathy.
If they didn't need the money.
Oh, footloose and fancy free.
And they wouldn't need so of much it if they weren't all in such pain.
You must all go on holiday.
You must all buy cocaine.
If it's all the same.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Where's my money?
Play around.
Time goes by.
There's no win. 
Games to play.
Songs to sing.
See the sun is rising.
But your not asleep.
An uncertain horizon.
Nothing deep.
Oh, my lady.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you take this pain from me.
Because the route to your salvation seems delayed by infamy.
Oh, holy mother of Jesus. 
Won't you let me in the door.
I'm not asking to sleep on your bed.
I'm content with the floor.
I want some more.

I go to ground, then I hear you speak.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you exorcise for me.
The ghosts all these winters spent in bleak despondency.
The holy men of the mountain.
They pass judgement down on all.
But they're not fooling anybody.
Waiting for the fall.
We missed their call.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down. (Repeat)

Sister, Mother, Mary

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Easy (original version)

Reminiscence (Laura)