1. |
Bury Your Love
03:05
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You and I shamed the fairytale love
You and I shunned the mermaid song
But these ghosts
And little ones
We are not made of coins or bricks
So don't you say a word;
Bury your love
A difficult footnote in your book
A line you wish you never wrote
Between words
Hearts make homes
So build your house on brittle sticks
And don't you say a word;
Bury
Bury your love
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2. |
Collateral
05:13
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I know you feel lost; why am I the cost?
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3. |
January
02:05
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January,
You pulled the rug from underneath
Tore out my innards and spread them down the high street
Drew a picture of my errant heart and tore it into bits.
The month from whence I came
At 33 comes back to stumble in stilettos across my naked brain.
Pieces left with all I've loved, but which ones do I claim?
And there,
At the death,
It seems a chance to start again.
Start again.
January. Start Again.
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4. |
Part of Me Does
04:24
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I keep a tin with another life in
The things I'd do if I wasn't forced in
The things I'd do if I worried less.
Part of me.
I try to keep a lid on it
With elastic bands and a broken house brick
But now and then the seams split
And my secrets seep out of the sides.
As much as I don't, part of me does.
Part of me
Part of me does.
Can't keep everything in.
And then I write in big, bold type:
"NOTHING TO SEE HERE, THIS ISN'T MY LIFE"
Capital letters, underlined,
But my secrets are found out in time.
As much as I don't, part of me does.
Part of me
Part of me does.
Can't keep everything in.
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5. |
Cold Cup of Tea
02:04
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6. |
Reason to Let Go
05:09
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It's not that I'm certain you should stay,
It's just that I don't see a good enough reason to let go.
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7. |
Pulling Strings
04:03
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I'm pulling strings out of my heart
An exploded diagram of hurt
Pick out and name each part.
Plastinate how we relate
Through the arteries that we've created
Put it on display.
Maybe this will be the making of me.
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What We Call Progress Northumberland, UK
Glitch rock philosophers from Newcastle upon Tyne, What We Call Progress make music in the tension between nihilistic
despair and a genuine hope in the power of togetherness.
With samples taken from malfunctioning children's toys, forced rhubarb and twisted live recordings, they build accessible melody and riffs from the unexpected and unconventional.
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