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Arguments. Despair. Incommunicability. Apathy. Intolerance. Regrets, remorse, cold wind. Scroll through the list, you'll surely find yourself there.
Sometimes you wake up. Landscape: countryside, the English one. Clear sky, light wheat. Almost surreal. Not a cloud in sight. Perhaps some noise in the distance. Banners rise in the background. Sooner or later it happens, there's the road, there's the derailment. When does one make a mistake? Is there a moment? What is the cause of people’s fragility? Feeling like two opposite poles, distant and far away, an infinity of words apart. Of course, some songs talk about a journey. From the beginning; when did we start talking? Who decides the relevance of words? We do, always us.
Yet we are foolish, we lose ourselves completely, abandoned and resigned, we blame time; we blame not ourselves but the past us. Is it really necessary to live among a web of relationships?
In a phrase: we chase being androgynous. Relationships are born from lack. Lack of us, perhaps in our purest and original condition. And we start from here, from the phantom cover of this bell that rings in the air of this sunny countryside. One is still a whole. The complex is made up of detail. It is us, the entire human race that divides, with mouths agape, amazed, unaware, into something extremely complex and fragile, in need of understanding and support, perhaps cruel, weak. We don't know what certain people want from us. It's useless to wonder, we move in a universe of words. And the facts? Stuck on an island in the middle of the sea, certain words refract like waves in our minds. If we could, just for once, have the power, make those decisions and take back what is ours, then yes, we would return to Life. Yet we continue to talk, no actions, we even lose ourselves to find the words.
Certain songs speak for you. No need for words. Of course, it's somewhat reductive. The 11 present here make you talk, alone, infuse you with strength, make hopes rise again. They lift you from the ground, what an uplifting view. Because words are conventions. And we are the ones who decide them.
And if indeed in an endless waiting countryside you feel tethered again to concreteness by a guitar solo, by an organ or whatever, then let this record be your beacon, in this immediate modernity. Sailors of action, let yourselves be guided to act. Take your freedom.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
03 Poles Apart (07:04)
Did you know...it was all going to go so wrong for you
And did you see it was all going to be so right for me
Why did we tell you then
You were always the golden boy then
And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes
Hey you...did you realize what you'd become
And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from
Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway
Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes
The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty
I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me
And did you know...
I never thought that you'd lose the light in your eyes
06 Wearing the Inside Out (06:48)
From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun
Won't hear a sound
From my mouth
I've spent too long
On the inside out
My skin is cold
To the human touch
This bleeding heart's
Not beating much
I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile
I'm creeping back to life
My nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out
Look at him now
He's paler somehow
But he's coming round
He's starting to choke
It's been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth
And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again
I'm holding out
For the day
When all the clouds
Have blown away
I'm with you now
Can speak your name
Now we can hear
Ourselves again
09 Keep Talking (06:11)
For millions of years mankind lived just like the animals
Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination
We learned to talk
There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
No one can bother me
I think I should speak now
I can't seem to speak now
My words won't come out right
I feel like I'm drowning
I'm feeling weak now
But I can't show my weakness
I sometimes wonder
Where do we go from here
It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here
It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
I feel like I'm drowning
You know I can't breathe now
We're going nowhere
We're going nowhere
10 Lost for Words (05:14)
I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in the cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
I thought that everything else would just wait
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night
To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the Right One walks out of the door
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While ivy grows over the door
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win
11 High Hopes (08:31)
Beyond the horizon of the place
we lived when we were young
in a world of magnets and miracles.
Our thoughts strayed constantly
and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun.
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut?
There was a ragged band
that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures
trying to tie us to the ground
to a life consumed by slow decay.
The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
With friends surrounded.
The nights of wonder.
Looking beyond the embers
of bridges glowing behind us
to a glimpse of how green it
was on the other side
Steps taken forwards
but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide.
At a higher altitude
with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights
of that dreamed of world.
Encumbered forever
by desire and ambition
There's a hunger
still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still
stray to the horizon
Though down this road
we've been so many times.
The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
The taste was sweeter.
The nights of wonder.
With friends surrounded.
The dawn mist glowing.
The water flowing.
The endless river.
Forever and ever.
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