Heart to Heart

I'll Fight for You

Sumi - I'll Fight for You

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Piano: Troubled at Branksome: Album Review (out now)

Another long one about time and shit. Bag of Skips and and pack of chewits if you listen to it all.




Part one 

Bruised knees, from games you've been playing, 
tall trees, things that you're saying,
Ravens call over the feilds of your home.
You got cold feet
Life seems so risky and,
Hard seats, 
Next to the fishing, 
Waiting, 
But you can never go home. 

Green feilds, sunshine and windy, 
Dealing, brown bears and footy, 
Nettle patch over the tumble down wall.
You got cold meat,
Its all so easy,
Warm blood,
Noses are dripping,
Fighting, 
But you can never go home. 

Warm skin, brown from the beach, 
Taste right, but such a bitch,
Bird in flight, calling out to the Moor,
You got nice things,
Never enough for you, 
Mood rings,
Always on green, and you
Wanted more than I could ever give. 

Roast beef, cash on delivery,
Small mind, fanciest livery, 
The candle burns same for us one and all,
You got gold teeth,
Rolls ups and whiskey, 
Underneath,
Always the victim,
Small boy trapped in an older man's heart. 

Warm skin, under the covers.
Entwined, legs with other.
A happy home, fleeting though it may be.
You got all things.
You ever wanted and
No rings, 
To hold you back from your
Feelings.
Shame you can never go home. 

No sin, warmth of the living room.
Fire roars, outside the dark and gloom.
Eating in to the peace in your heart.
You've blocked, 
Everything you ever need in this.
Small space.
In your own head there's no
Leaving.
Shame you can never go
Back to
The place where we came,and went,
Away
from all you were, Back then
Shame you,
can really never go home 

Part Two 


Standing at the mirror.
With your hands upon the sink.
Behind your eyes are empty.
And your brain contains nothing. 
The paper towels are sodden balls
Theres piss all on the floor.
You're looking past the cocaine.
To the wide vale of before.
And you say 'oh' so this is it. 
The stars are just a memory that'll fade.
And you say 'oh' so that was that.
And stumble from the rusting starting gate. 

must be more.
There must be more to life than this. (X2)
Staring up at space. Watching the world rotate.
The axis going round. You're feet stuck on the ground. 

Fell into the dried out pond,
The gash deep in your leg,
Your actions speak of hubris.
But by day you have to beg.
The river flowing inland, 
Is a mudtrap for your soul,
get less than your rent is.
From the dickheads at the dole. 
And you so 'oh' so this is it.
Nothing really matters anyway.
And you say 'oh' so that was that.
The women come and then they go away. 

Part three 

 

Who remembers everything, that has being and left.
Who remembers staring up at giant planes 
Flying in the sky.
Who remembers everything, tomorrow's all that's left.
Who remembers staring up at orion the very first time.



Part four 

You're my avalon,
My Golden morning nothing wrong.
The Month of May, 
a shell you find by the shore.
You've got all things.
that swim in that head of yours.
Like minded friends.
So you're never bored.
Do what.
You need to find your way home. 

Slim chance the touch of another,
Theres three signs that you're in bother
A wasted word,
 shouting out for much more,
You're not, kidding me,
with all this jokey shit,
Last chance,
For you to do right by it.
First dance,
Opposite sides of it,
Romance,
For the sheer hell of it,
Nightmare,
you can't get out of it.
no way,
For you to find your way home. 

Warm skin, lesson in entropy,
Would you come up to bed with me.
darkest night howling out for the morn.
You've got. 
No dreams.
Of which its worth speaking.
And small means.
To do your achieving.
a lifetime.
Wasted for nothing, 
you're stupid,
Thought you were something, but
Laughed at,
While you were wandering what, 
Youve got.
to do to find your way home.


Temps Perdu [E.P]

Temps Perdu

Telescope

Running To Catch Up

Only You

Original composition.... Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Dulce Lacrimae

This track is about the diversity of the Asian society with the hypermodern approach amidst the spiritual and peaceful life of meditation and Yoga.

Tokyo Heaven

The Sun Shines On Your Face

Sunday song - Robert Grigg & Combstead

Hymnum Sperare

LYRICS:

Go!

Infinite expanse
Infinite growth
Caught in their deathly dance
They'll see you choke

So we've seen it come to this
We have reached the precipice
Weary hands will scale the cliff
Find a reason to exist
Like a lantern light the way
Show them they can still escape
There's a future, a new day
We must free it from its grave

To give hope a chance
Give it a soul
When forces advance
Let your fear go

So we've seen it come to this
We have reached the precipice
Weary hands will scale the cliff
Find a reason to exist
Like a lantern light the way
Show them they can still escape
There's a future, a new day
We must free it from its grave

Raging fires and broken glass
Hierarchy reduced to ash
Where are those who can't atone
Don't leave one unbroken bone
Raging fires and broken glass
Hierarchy reduced to ash
Where are those who can't atone
Don't leave one unbroken bone

So we've seen it come to this
We have reached the precipice
Weary hands will scale the cliff
Find a reason to exist
Like a lantern light the way
Show them they can still escape
There's a future, a new day
We must free it from its grave
So we've seen it come to this
We have reached the precipice
Weary hands will scale the cliff
Find a reason to exist
Like a lantern light the way
Show them they can still escape
There's a future, a new day
We must free it from its grave

What Is To Be Done (Demo)

We are the music makers. We are the dreamers of dreams.





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