Lyrics;

So we emerge
blinking into the light.
But something has changed,
Something isn't right.
Confusing messages,
but who's believable?
Diametrically opposing,
both fact and fictional.

Here I am, I'm waiting for the moment,
when the fuse is lit,
the silence broken.
There's a growing state of disaffection.
Truth and lies,
all face rejection.

Once we could find facts
at the ends of our fingertips.
Now we search the spider's web,
mislead by hyper-script.
The edge of certainty
is blurred and indistinct.
But there's no denying that
certain phenomena are linked.

(Chorus.)

There's whispers of revolt,
but there's chips to track you down,
injected in a mercy mission,
says Q or some other clown.
So who do you want to trust?
and who do you believe?
Cultivated narratives,
planted like a seed.

(Chorus.)

(Chorus.)

Truth And Lies (Mix 2)

As a few people have said my stuff sounded a bit Depeche-y, I thought it might be fun to cover one of their tracks and my favourite 'Behind the Wheel'. It's not a replication but I wanted to keep some of the flavour of the original. To make it a bit more of a challenge, I hadn't listened to the track for at least 3 months and made a point of not listening to it while recording this... I did check the lyrics though!

Behind The Wheel (Depeche Mode Cover)

Lyrics:
I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty
With your
Cold Hard Cash
I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty

I got no interest in your high yield account
No need to feel the fibre of your fabric
Keep your pony, your monkey
And keep your own score
I won't touch your banknotes or your plastic

My assets are virtually pristine
Hidden deep in the darkest of webs
I'm using my cybernetic laundrette
Cryptically tying up the loose threads

I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty
With your
Cold Hard Cash
I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty

It's the gift that keeps giving
An endlessly expanding resource
Buy your bits, watch them grow
Crypto Queen says, you're in profit, of course

So I won't touch your bag of cash
You can pay me digitally
You won't find my ill earned stash
I'm a millionaire, virtually

I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty
With your
Cold Hard Cash
I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty

No Name
No Blame
On this block chain
No Stress
No Mess
No registered address

I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty
With your
Cold Hard Cash
I don't want your currency
I won't let you get my fingers dirty

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information for those not familiar with cockney rhyming slang:
Monkey: £500
Pony: £25
Score: £20
fibre of your fabric: quality of your suit - suit rhyming slang for loot - cash

Cold Hard Cash

Lyrics:

There was a time
When I'd say everything to you
And you'd say everything to me
Now everything's not so fine
And I don't hear a word from you
For hidden reasons I don't see

So I must face the fact
Something has changed between us now
A fracture between our lives
I just don't know how to react
I want to understand the why somehow
But the shock and hurt survives

Tell me why, the silence is so loud
Tell me why, the silence is so loud
Tell me why, this silence is so loud
Tell me why

I guess the thing that hurts the most
To discover that you didn't think of me
The way I thought of you
And though I thought that we were close
There's a lot of you that I didn't see
But all this time you knew

Tell me why, the silence is so loud
Tell me why, the silence is so loud
Tell me why, this silence is so loud
Tell me why
Ghosted.

Ghosted (Mix 2)

This is a cover version of a slightly obscure track from from 1985, originally by the band Tuxedomoon, also covered by Martin Gore of Depeche Mode and Nouvelle Vague.

In A Manner Of Speaking (Cover Version)

Lyrics:

I didn't like you when I first met you
The strange sensations I felt inside
But a second taste changed my opinion
And I gladly came along for the ride
Pretty soon I couldn't be without you
When you're not there I'm sweating and shaking
And now I've lost all my self confidence without you near...

You're my snow white crystals
You are my nicotine
Can I be your hero?
'Cause you are my heroine

What's the science that's behind this reaction?
The chemistry that's making me itch
I struggle but I can't get no traction
The vein you hit is laden and rich
In control of my compulsion
It's my choice to not be without you
But I just don't wanna do a thing without you near...

You're my snow white crystals
You are my nicotine
Can I be your hero?
'Cause you are my heroine

You're my snow white crystals
You are my nicotine
Can I be your hero?
'Cause you are my heroine

My Heroine

Lyrics:

Leaving the city
And all of it's joys
Leaving the noise
Goodbye to the city
Been breathing the city
I'm starting to choke
Can't see through the smoke
Blow a kiss to the city

So we took our pain and scraps of dreams 
On some leatherette with broken seams
Of a passing car which went our way
To a grey horizon on a feted day

Escaping the city

Now those teenage eyes that burned so bright
Are framed and creased by their failing sight
And the things that once were held so dear
Have lost their value so the choice is clear

Escaping the city

Leaving the city
And all of it's joys
Leaving the noise
Goodbye to the city
Been breathing the city
I'm starting to choke
Can't see through the smoke
Blow a kiss to the city

Yes the passing years have seen some fun
And I won't forget when it's all said and done
But your mask has slipped the spell come undone
In the yellow haze of the setting sun

Escaping the city

I can't stand it anymore, anymore
I can't stand it anymore

Escaping the city

Leaving the city
And all of it's joys
Leaving the noise
Goodbye to the city
Been breathing the city
I'm starting to choke
Can't see through the smoke
Blow a kiss to the city

Leaving The City

Lyrics:

dreams of life
loving
losing 
lust
giving
taking
bruising
rust
making 
breaking
wrong
just
tears 
sorrow
Joy
Love
Dreams of love

Of Dreams (part 2)

Lyrics:

I’m being stretched thin
You know it’s true 
It’s difficult times
For me and you
Fire, floods and drought 
And pestilence 
It’s not what you’d call fun
In any sense


Stick you fingers in your ears
And your drill in the ground
Take all you can get
Power dollar and pound
Flesh is a resource 
Grind it into the dust
Discard what you don’t need
And leave it to rust

I hope your sweet dreams of power are destroyed by the nightmare of your creation 

It’s a terrible shame 
That the powerful few
Are only endowed
With a myopic view
Private lives and
Private hells
Equal opportunities 
Fend for yourselves 

When there’s nothing left to burn
And the ice has gone too
Oceans full of filth
The worst has become true
Take your cash from your account 
And you know what to do
Put your money where your mouth is
And have good chew

I hope your sweet dreams of power are destroyed by the nightmare of your creation

Pursuit Of Power 24

lift me up

Fingers on lips

Keep it to yourself

Zip it

No more words

draws you in then hits you with a slap in the face bursting with energy, get off the couch and let's go!

lyrics:
Wake up sleepy head
Get out of bed
It's time to face the day ahead
There's things to do and places to be
Don't forget that nothing is free
Now get your arse in gear son
It's time to go and have some fun

The sun is up
The day is clear
There's nothing now to keep you here
Get your boots on and grab your coat
We gotta get ahead not stay afloat
So take a breath and let it go
It's time to shoot so let's go, let's go, let's go!

The clock is ticking
Time is running out
Get stuff done don't lay about
Prevarication is your disease
Bound to keep you on your knees
Make a choice and do it now
Worry later about the where and how

The sun is up
The day is clear
There's nothing now to keep you here
Get your boots on and grab your coat
We gotta get ahead not stay afloat
So take a breath and let it go
It's time to shoot so let's go, let's go, let's go!
Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Let's go!

A soaring slice of synthpop as a love letter to a lost icon of the skies

Lyrics:
March two '69
She took to the air for the very first time
A shining white angel with delta wings
And a sonic boom with the hope that she brings
Riding four rolls Royce, sat two by two
It's luxury travel for the chosen few
London to New York going back in time
With a glass of Champagne everything is just fine

She cut through the skies

Filled with diamonds and dreamers
And the pride of two nations
Mach two point oh two
When she reached elevation
She had no other rivals
And no one could catch her
An icon, a symbol of hope in the future

Sonic booms and vapour trails
Megastars sip their cocktails
Skimming 'cross the edge of space
A thunderous angel full of grace

She cut through the skies

Sonic booms and vapour trails

mellow and melancholic, bridging the gap between New Order and Editors

lyrics:

the door closes one last time
your shadow recedes behind the glass
no sound in the hallway
there's a void you've left behind
the silence descended fast
there's nothing left to say

only silence now
no more words
any speaking now
is wasted syllables
no more words

now I feel so small in this empty space
the warmth sucked out
a wetness on my face
though I knew the end was drawing near
it's this loneliness
that I truly fear

only silence now
no more words
any speaking now
is wasted syllables
no more words

(only silence now)

only silence now
no more words
any speaking now
is wasted syllables
no more words

No more words (words)

I’m being stretched thin
You know it’s true 
It’s difficult times
For me and you
Fire, floods and drought 
And pestilence 
It’s not what you’d call fun
In any sense

Stick you fingers in your ears
And your drill in the ground
Take all you can get
Power dollar and pound
Flesh is a resource 
Grind it into the dust
Discard what you don’t need
And leave it to rust

I hope your sweet dreams of power are destroyed by the nightmare of your creation 

It’s a terrible shame 
That the powerful few
Are only endowed
With a myopic view
Private lives and
Private hells
Equal opportunities 
Fend for yourselves 

When there’s nothing left to burn
And the ice has gone too
Oceans full of filth
The worst has become true
Take your cash from your account 
And you know what to do
Put your money where your mouth is
And have good chew

I hope your sweet dreams of power are destroyed by the nightmare of your creation 
I hope your sweet dreams of power are destroyed by the nightmare of your creation

Pursuit Of Power

So I’m sat with my coffee for one
Wondering how it all went wrong

You decided 
There was nothing in it for you

So now I just don’t want to go home
Knowing that I’ll be alone 

I try to catch your eye 
but you just don’t see me
I try to catch your eye 
but you just don’t see me

And so I wait
Again
And so I wait 
for you again

I’ve not washed that t shirt you wore
It still carries the scent of you

Maybe there’s a chance 
you might wear it again

I’m haunting all the places we went 
hoping that you are doing the same

Coffee For One

Man Made Material is one man’s experiment 

There is no plan.

Let’s see where it goes!

man made material

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