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God´s Ghost Writers
03:07
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I wake up and it's windy after dreaming of a flood
There are no divine commandments
I am not the wrath of God
But when I know that blood will flow
God is my middle-man
I lift the stone, God breaks the bone
And then washes clean my hands
We were God's ghost writers
We were meeting once a week
But in truth we never heard a word
Because God doesn't speak
The backyards flood, the waters wash the fence into the creek
Whisper softly as you touch the child say "God says not to speak"
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2. |
You Deserved It
03:14
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There's a time and a place
And this is neither
We might fight but can we live without it?
The look on my face
I am the deceiver
I could cut you off quick and not take a minute to grieve
Run for your life from me
I just can't be trusted
Yes there's something wrong
And that's how we'll leave it
I've had a thousand sleeping lessons but I never want to go to sleep
Wrapped up so long
You just can't believe it
While every six months I just want to quit everything
Run for your life from me
I just can't be trusted
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3. |
The Big Solution
01:47
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In the end it's all just flesh
An awkward silence after sex
The same bulimic conversations
Between the nights of emptiness
In the distance snarls of hate
And upstairs just broken plates
She came at dawn with the big solutions
Her lips so blue on a bled white face
She said "I think I'm dead but I know you're not
So you're talking to me, that's fair enough"
I got so drunk that my lips are numb
Eyes full of tears, no control of my tongue
We watch the breeders breed
And we hear their children scream
The diplomats in limousines
Snake down a road like a filthy stream
Expectations solid weights
I'd rather drink these dreams away
I think you're just too scared to leave here
But then I'm just too weak to stay
She said "I think I'm dead but I know you're not
So you're talking to me, that's fair enough"
I got so drunk that my lips are numb
Eyes full of tears, no control of my tongue
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4. |
Lost in Love
03:18
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Jealousy a distraction from giving into love
Focus on my weakness and that's what I become
Some things just worth forgetting
Some things solved some things aren't
We can know each other's secrets but remain mysterious
Days turn to weeks turn to months then to years lost in love
Find it hard to know what is right, what is wrong, lost in love
We can't learn all the answers
Or ask the questions all at once
Sometimes we'll feel like strangers
All the distance between us
Let every bitter skirmish pass before sundown
Work through the hardest moments
They're the ones that really count
Days turn to weeks turn to months then to years lost in love
Find it hard to know what is right, what is wrong, lost in love
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5. |
Dead Transistor
03:06
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Reading all the lines on my lonely sister
Looking for a sign to stay
No static beaming out from the dead transistor
Searching for radio waves
I run when you call
When I reach out you fall
Try to be more than a blip on your radar
But every day my signal fades
No static beaming from the dead transistor
Searching for radio waves
I stumble on some clippings that you'd collected
Filed and never seen again
All that time together never dropped our defences
Little battles always get in the way
I run when you call
When I reach out you fall
Try to be more than a blip on your radar
But every day my signal fades
No static beaming from the dead transistor
Searching for radio waves
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6. |
The Storm
03:35
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They fled in the storm just before our bombs would reach them
Nameless peasants dying in the night
You won't see them in our new, we must not see our victims
For this to be a just war we must be blind
If you kill a child on the street we call that an act of murder
But in a war we call it friendly fire
To us it is an abstract thing, a theoretical decision
Only with this disconnection can it seem right
We fled in the storm just before their bombs could reach us
Nameless peasants dying in the night
To them it is an abstract thing, a theoretical decision
Only with this disconnection can it seem right
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7. |
Downstairs
01:45
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8. |
In Your Pocket
01:22
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In your pocket
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Keep me in your pocket
Wear me round your ankle
Tie me like a bracelet
Around you
I'll peek out of your pocket
Blow you tiny little kisses
Keep notes on funny phrases
Hey blue
Keep me in your pocket
Keep me in your pocket
With you
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9. |
Behind Glass
02:34
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Dinner in the midnight court
Moonlight on the dark brick walls
The food is served but you're not there
No one left to defend
Now the snakes come
They fight for a place in the roof
They used to be scared of you
But you don't exist any more
You don't exist any more so we just run
No you don't exist any more
No you don't exist any more
Talk to you behind the glass
Window filling up with frost
I can hardly see you there
Reach out to touch each other but the window froze
Now we're lying side by side
Say I'm glad things turned out alright
Good to feel you so close
Little moment just in peace then I wake up
And you don't exist any more
No you you don't exist any more
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10. |
The Rips
04:19
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Distress, it hits you like a flood
After weeks of only feeling numb
Your mind plays over and over and over and over
The things that she's become
There's the things she can't forget
She plays them over in her head while looking stunned
So lay low, whisper don't shout
She won't see you, let yourself out
But oh no, you fell, you fell
You thought that her body was a wishing well
It rips, it's ripping into you
As she grips, she grips a hold of you
She's crying "save me, save me, save me, save me
Save me and save me soon"
Save me from the threat
Save me from any thread of something new
So lay low, whisper don't shout
She won't see you, let yourself out
But oh no, you fell, you fell
You thought that her body was a wishing well
In bed, you feel so far apart
Why are you crying, you don't know where to start
Cause you're reliving, living, living, living
Her memories through your heart
Now you're cutting off your friends
Cutting off the threads of what you knew
So now there's nothing in your head
But nothing in your head is nothing new
So lay low, whisper don't shout
She won't see you, let yourself out
But oh no, you fell, you fell
You thought that her body was a wishing well
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11. |
No One Escapes
03:00
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Standing in the winter sun
Waiting for the train
Tallies clink in plastic bags
Reminds me of the life I have
Just haunting those dawn hallways
Workers whisper fork tongued tales
Who will be the first to run?
Do you think you'll be the one that escapes?
Will you escape?
Can you escape?
Another night of race to sleep
The shooting stars no one sees
Search the mirror for a sign
Reflection with a black outline
A city full of day time thieves
They talk of hollow victories
In the suburbs no alarm bells ring
The famine happens quietly, no one escapes
You won't escape
We won't escape
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12. |
Into The Heart
02:52
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walk you home through the park
I walk you home through the park
You know I'd stab someone for you
Right through the bones into the heart
A silhouette in the window
Weeping and whispers in the grass
The swollen brook is bubbling over
And twisted shapes float past
It's cold and wet beneath the bridges
And your lamp light is fading fast
You just ride harder and harder
Plunging your way into the dark
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13. |
Like a Candle
03:55
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Come on and light a candle
Between the dunes, down on the beach
It’ll be so bright that’s how they’ll say the curtains got bleached
It lit up the arcades
Pushed kids on the swings in the parks
Burnt right through the comic shop
Blew all the balls across the tennis courts
You read a book on hypnotising
I watch the boats listing out on the horizon
Your parents were quiet
They barely even noticed us
And despite all that happened I just left the next day on the bus
We were down by the river
Had a few lines
Just dipping them in
Saw it in the water
While picking oysters from under the bridge
We took it to your caravan
Put it in the sink and washed off the sand
You hurt my brother
He cried then I took him and we ran
Expectations are sometimes as strange as dreams
And now matter how hard I try they always seem to be fraying at the seams
All of the angels
They swim with sharks
While dogs attack
On the shore they attack the failed lifeguards
Our bodies they’re still out there
Just bobbing in the sea
And all I’ve done is tread water in the decades now between
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14. |
We disappear
01:52
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