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Issues Road is a real place - on the way up to Holme Moss. It's also a state of mind. Anyone who thinks they're not on it is either very lucky or kidding themselves.

Come and ride the trail with us
In the footsteps of our fathers
It's a pity they got lost in time
Yeah they disappeared from trace just like us
Oh the stumbles of the past, well they build up too fast
We were reaping everything we sowed
We got tangled in the consequences
We got caught up on the Issues Road

It's a story of 
Rags to riches
And back again through muddy ditches
All in epic Yorkshire dialect
Really what did you expect?
It's a story of 
Snakes and Ladders
Sliding backwards like the clappers
Well we never really cracked the code
We got caught up on the Issues Road
By Jove!

Come and ride the trail with us
In the footsteps of our sisters
We were busy when adventure called
Yeah it's fair to say the good times missed us
I was working at the shop when opportunity knocked
Though I can't pretend I didn't know
Now it's black out over old Joe's mother's
And we're caught up on the Issues Road

It's a story of 
Rough and tumble
Ah, the Universe'll keep you humble
And kid I'll tell you this for nowt
You were there or maybe thereabouts
It's a story of 
Cops and Robbers
I think it's time I cut my losses
He's been jumping over all my rows
Left me stranded on the Issues Road
By Jove!

Come and ride the rocky trail with us
On the trail of all the haters and the burglars
Shout up on the air for the glory
1-0-7 'cos I don't think that they heard us
She'll be rattling the hangers in support
In the face of all the headaches and the grief
Heading out to Cape Verde
I don't think you heard me
Gotta grit your teeth for The Chief

Issues Road, Issues Road
Rainbow on the hillside, wind on the top
Issues Road, Issues Road
Keep fucking moving or we'll all seize up
Issues Road, Issues Road
We might be stuck in the mud, but we're not stuck in the past
Issues Road, Issues Road
If we ever get lost, just need to head for the mast

We're going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere, 'cos that's where it goes
We're going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere on the Issues Road
We're going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere, 'cos that's where it goes
We're going nowhere, nowhere, nowhere, nowhere
Nowhere on the Issues Road
By Jove!

Issues Road

I am a curious creature
A spiral bound prisoner of sleepy lagoons
And when we meet in the future
I'll be a memory cast in the layers of stone
Of lava and silicon
Under the bladder wrack
Tentacles reaching in warm brackish pools
While rising land masses breed thunder and lightning
That rage as the turbulent world starts to cool

Riding saltwater currents in temperate seas
Underneath the foam and the mare's tails that dance in the breeze
The sparkle and shimmer of wide open skies
The embrace of sediment
Fossil Eyes
Yeah Fossil Eyes

I am an alien being
That drifts on mercurial currents of time
Until the eyes of a curious child
Fall bright on the shadows that I left behind
A life in transition, yeah
Literal, littoral.
Hiding in crevasses away from the sun.
The grinding of shingle banks
Guttural, guttural
Dies with the tide and our world is reborn

Riding saltwater currents in temperate seas
Underneath the foam and the mare's tails that dance in the breeze
The sparkle and shimmer of wide open skies
The embrace of sediment
Fossil Eyes
Yeah Fossil Eyes

Ammonite, Ammonite, cast in the jet
A guest from the past we can never forget
Ammonite, Ammonite, hidden from view
An echo persists when existence is through

Fossil Eyes

A metaphor for self-reliance, but also totally about the climbing knot

Bit by bit, hand over hand
Up by your bootstraps, stick to your plan

All the rapid ascenders, and death-mod descenders
And people so brave they abandon the rope
But I've got my prusik and that's what I'll use
To climb out of the darkness and into the hope

It's fair to say I'm difficult
But show me someone who is not
People are complicated you know
We'd have a tedious world if they weren't
The prusik will hold!

Inch by inch, hold after hold
Up by your bootstraps, out of the cold

Not enough turns and you'll slide down the mountain
Grip on too tight and you're stuck where you are
Don't lose your cool though, 'cos we've got the prusik
It won't let us down, well, it hasn't so far

It's fair to say I'm cynical
It's the way I've become over time
But even I still rely on the prusik
And I'm sure in the end we'll be fine
Grab your prusik and climb!

Is it prusik or prusik? Just dance to the music!
A Kleimheist just isn't the same
Use what you've got, you can't use what you've not
Oh the prusik, The prusik remains
The prusik remains!

Prusik

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Pareidolia for Piano

I'd be broken by the trouble you've seen
World go easy, go easy on me
Life and death and all the places between
Oh have mercy, have mercy on me

Oh my lost love, oh my heart
Curse this obsession that has torn us apart
I can't tell you, how it possesses me
That's the way it ended now
Death is peace but life is lonely

Broken hearts and broken limbs, wind in our teeth
Oh have mercy, have mercy on me
Through the floating rifts, savage ice and frozen peaks
Oh have mercy, have mercy on me

And the beauty, of it all
In the thin air the leader can't fall
Can you hear the beckoning silence of height and the
Sound of wasted youth, screaming on the shattered summits

I'd be broken by the trouble you've seen
World go easy, go easy on me
Life and death and all the places between
Oh have mercy, have mercy on me

In the corner of my eye, and the voice in my head
Between the land of the living and the land of the dead
For the fallen, as they lie
Tied to the broken cord, sleeping under frozen skies

Sagamartha, Chomolungmna
Please have mercy, Goddess Mother
Is it worth it? Can we justify?
Screams of working men
Trapped beneath the fallen ice

Shattered Summits

Don't worry, now, really don't
But I think that the Sun might be dying
The day was always coming, but 
I thought we had a bit more time
Do you see what I'm seeing? 
There's just not enough coming through
Not enough of those sweet Tau Neutrinos
The question right now is really "what do we do"?

Oh those Solar Neutrinos
They just go right through you
Those pesky little critters
Are giving us the jitters

Yeah, OK I see it, but let's not freak out just yet
Not until we're certain, not until we've double checked
Let's keep this under our hats
We don't want all the fighting and fussing
What if we've got it all wrong?
I don't want to cause panic for nothing

They're in a flap at Fermilab
There's concern at CERN
I knew a girl at the Hadron Collider
They wriggled and jiggled and shivered inside her

Mate...mate, look here, look at this, look
What if we've missed a trick?
What if there are different flavours, like crisps
Our basic palate just can't detect
I think we've gone off half-cocked, jumped the gun
I think we've got all excited for nowt
It's understandable, easily explained, but we've gone and freaked everyone out

People, as you were!
The neutrinos are all flowing fine
And the Sun isn't dying
Not now, not yet, not this time
You know the Sun isn't hot enough
To do what it does?
Quantum Tunnelling? Cosmic Cunning?
One day we'll run out of luck

Stick 'em in the Tokamak
Stick 'em in the Tokamak
Stick 'em in the Tokamak and make it so

Stick 'em in the Tokamak
Stick 'em in the Tokamak
Stick 'em in the Tokamak and watch 'em go!

Oh those Solar Neutrinos, they just go right through you
Hanging out at DUNE trying to fathom why
They're only ever passing by

Well back there it seemed like the end of the world
But I have to admit for a moment, in spite of
The obvious problems it presents for us all
I couldn't help feeling
Excited

Solar Neutrino Problem

disappearing

FEEL ALIVE

Living these days, life is a maze, time keeps spiralling on
You can't see me, I can't see you,
Maybe that's the way it should be

Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love
Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love

Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive

Underneath The starry sky I'm beginning to feel
Electrified
I have No more Words to say
We used them all up yesterday

Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love
Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love

Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive

Living these days, life is a maze, time keeps spiralling on
You can't see me, I can't see you, maybe that's the way it should be

Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love
Got to feel my heart break before I fall in love

Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive
Feel alive

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Feel Alive

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A boss is a person who exercises control or authority
But I don’t see how any of that applies to me

Cashiers who call me boss when I’m standing in the checkout line
I’m just an ordinary guy, I put my pants on one leg at a time
If you were a prisoner and I was a guard it would be okay to call me boss
But I’m just an ordinary guy buying some pasta and tomato sauce

I’m not your boss, and when you call me boss, I’m not sure how to reply
I’m not your boss, I’m not your boss, I’m just an ordinary average guy 

If I was the manager at the store who actually signed your paycheck
You could call me boss and I wouldn’t object
If we were working on a plantation in 1872
And I was in charge calling me boss is something that you might do

Maybe when they call me boss it’s a sign of respect
Or maybe they think it’s a really nice way to connect
But the way I see it calling someone boss is like calling somebody captain, sport or chief
If they could just call me sir, mister or Joe that would be a real relief

I’m not your boss, and when you call me boss, I’m not sure how to reply
I’m not your boss, I’m not your boss, I’m just an ordinary average guy 
When you call me boss, I can’t help but think that you’re mocking me
If you think I am the boss, then maybe I should get my groceries for free

A boss is a person who exercises control or authority
But I don’t see how any of that applies to me.

I'm Not Your Boss

The Player

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Amidst the snow and ice, lightning strikes in the distance,  
Shadows creep across this barren land 
Whispers of lost echos in the biting wind,  
Frozen tears like glass, where despair has always been
Mountains loom like giants, their peaks adorned in frost,  
Every step I take feels like a part of me is lost.  
The chill wraps around me, a bitter fate,  
As thunder cracks the heavens, seeking my fate.    

Thunder rolls across these plains,  
In the heart of darkness,  
Death rides on the wings of night,  
Searching for salvation, 
Thunder rolls across the plains,  
it calls my name.  
Death rides on the wings of night,  
in this forsaken light.

The snow is stained with the echoes of fallen,  
whispered pleas drown in the storm
Crimson skies above, with lightning as the judge,  
I’m a wanderer in a world, where hope will never budge.  
Each breath is a battle, with anguish intertwined,  
Haunted by the specters, that plague my mind.  
I stand upon the edge, where the abyss meets the cold,  
In a land of desolation, where my heart grows old.  
In this frozen wasteland, where the sun never shines

Thunder Swept Plains

Fuzzbee Party Band

Lyrics

Lazed lucifer,
Who need praise to work…
Dazed parishioner
Mind nails for all if you want

So what ‘we learned?
Since Moses’ mountain was wound
To Darwin sound
E makes mc2

Lazed lucifer
A prudent brain wished worm
Dazed parishioner
Confused this praise won’t work
Science book


Lazed Lucifer

Well I hate to intrude, I know I wasn't invited
But there's nothing here but hippy crack and hepatitis 
By the skittering hi-hats and the scurrying rats
It was glowing like Hades in the underpass 
Watching boys with machetes jump to gut punch bass
They were having a party under Skeleton Lake 

Skeleton Lake, Skeleton Lake. 
Keep your eyes on the prize, keep your foot on the snake 
Throw your hands in the air and feel the concrete shake. 
They were having a party under Skeleton Lake 

Keep keep it cool, keep it cool. They don't know we're outnumbered. 
Keep it close, keep it close, or they'll drag us all under. 
All that Old School vinyl, like I wasn't impressed. 
They've left me the speakers, they've abandoned the decks. 

Skeleton Lake, Skeleton Lake. 
Keep your eyes on the prize, keep your foot on the snake. 
Throw your hands in the air and feel the concrete shake. 
They were having a party under Skeleton Lake 

Everyone leaving the scene, a Walking Dead stampede. 
Screaming curses as they roll down the track. 
There's no defib, no Epipen, no. Not even plasters in the First Aid pack, or 
Anything else designed to keep you well. 
So just rub out the swastika. Slava Slovensku! 

Skeleton Lake, Skeleton Lake. 
Get your ear to the ground and feel the low end quake 
Watching Boys with machetes jump to gut punch bass. 
They were have a party down at Skeleton Lake 
Skeleton Lake, Skeleton Lake. 
Keep your eyes on the prize, keep your foot on the snake. 
Throw your hands in the air and feel the concrete shake. 
They were having a party under Skeleton Lake

Issues Road

The Big Grey Man

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