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Community
04:14
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When I struggle to become a member of the world beyond the
windows and the walls around my slumber space I find I have a
tendency to conjure up good reasons why the people that I
feel are pretty friendly to me normally are glad that I am
absent from the conversation they are making or the round of
drinks that they are sharing even though they tell me otherwise and
that is not a pleasant way to feel I have to force myself to
find a fellow fuzzy-head and talk to them to make it go away
To make it go away
Social isolation can be useful if you use it to reflect
upon your situation and the way that you are making
Sense of all the chaos that is meaningless but if you let it
sweep you underneath the duvet don't forget that it will suck away
your inspiration which you need to turn the silence into
sound and all the shading into colour and the birds into the
butterflies that flutter in the hollow of your stomach and then
fly out through your fingers through the air into the feelings of your friends
To make it go away
Into the feelings of your friends
If I find I'm struggling to turn the world around me into
something that I'm able to decipher from the noisiness of
everything I know that I can put a pen to paper or a
finger to a fretboard and my heart becomes a beat that I can
work into a rhythm if I listen for the counter-beat of
chaos and the polyrhythmic tapping of his teardrops and a
rhythm is a frame that I can use to turn perception into
peaceful self reflection and the wisdom that the rhythm isn't real
To make it go away
Into the feelings of your friends
Remember that the rhythm isn't real
Music that I pull out of my patience with my state of mind becomes
a solid memory of where my head was at the time but
if it stays inside a box I never open to the people
that might find it comforting then its a waste of time and so I
put it through a microphone and save it so that I can show my
fellow fuzzy-headed folk that I am turning life into a
format that is tangible and somehow that can make me feel like
I'm not simply wasting all my time and that this life is kinda fun
To make it go away
Into the feelings of your friends
Remember that the rhythm isn't real
And that this life is kinda fun
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2. |
Habitiat
03:37
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When my head is feeling full
And my heart is running dry
I cannot make sense of this
And my lungs they strain to sign
I know where to go
To bring me peace and find my flow
I wander through the forest
A visit to the trees
Watch the sun shine through the branches
And listen to the leaves
Impart your wisdom
Forest unto me
When my friends are far from home
and the world is passing by
If there's no one here to hold
Question's are a waste of time
Cus I know where to go
To bring me peace and find my flow
I wander through the forest
A visit to the trees
Watch the sun shine through the branches
And listen to the leaves
Impart your wisdom
Forest unto me
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Retail Therapy
03:57
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Right behind my thoughts is a world that I don't ever want to see
In one of my tomorrows lives a me that I don't ever want to be
And if only I could solve
The puzzles that I hold
Maybe I'll never have to
Its hard to be content with a life that I am terrified to lose
Its easy to forget that nothing lasts forever when you're in these tattered shoes
But perhaps if only I
Could have enough to be satisfied
I'd buy myself a new pair
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4. |
Goat Farmer
03:43
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I wanna be a goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
But I'm here in this position and if you wanna listen well..
Follow your passion they say
Your talents are priceless so take my advice
Less is more
More is more
What are you searching for?
Is money your goal or is power your target?
If you're looking for peace then they won't get you far
Get your mind on the task of discovering colour
Though work fills your life art will make it feel fuller
Open the world to the things you can make
Open your mouth to words you can fake
They will listen
They will talk
They will watch as you try to walk the walk
If you stumble and trip there's no time to sit, drag yourself from the floor and get on with it
I wanna be a goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
But I'm here in this position and if you wanna listen well...
I can't complain
I'm lucky to do what I do and to use it to pay for food
I make music for a living
That's something worth giving in a world that's upside down
I can't frown when sound is my medium
It's a cure for the tedium that so many have to live with day to day
Without people like me they might waste away
And I'm happy
I'm playful
I'm grateful I can make the world a little less hateful
But sometimes its hard to see
Sometimes I can't be me
This life has set me free
But I still can't simply be
I'm stuck in a system of oppression
Not caused by my skin or sex but my own depression
My self-aggression
I talk to myself to teach the inner me a lesson
Inner child suppression
And when I feel like this I find myself unable to move
Even to scavenge for food
And I think of all the things I'd do if I just ran away and set myself loose
Maybe I'm not cut out for this
Maybe I'm paddling my way upstream for an impossible dream
And I'm out of steam
I want to simplify
I want to say goodbye
That's the reason why...
I wanna be a goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
A goat farmer
Not a musician
But I'm here in this position and if you wanna listen well..
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5. |
Emergence
05:13
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6. |
Vox
01:49
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7. |
Mask
04:18
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You dont have to hide
Take off your mask and show me the face behind
Past where your patience lies
Tell me your secrets girl
Why does it feel as if your just pretending
What are you defeing?
I can't help you
I can't miss you
If I never knew you anyway
Are you real?
Or is this theatre?
How do you feel?
I wish I could meet her
The girl I know you hide from me
Where is your broken heart?
You tell me its there, you told me its torn apart
You told me right at the start
Maybe its me
Maybe I'm missing something
Maybe I'm looking in all the wrong places
Maybe there's traces
But if we can't face this
This whole thing is baseless
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8. |
Establish
03:05
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9. |
ICE
04:01
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Suck
Squeeze
Bang
Blow
Pull down, open up, breath in and hold it
Push up to squeeze it
One spark to burn it
Push down to turn it
Spin around to force it
Exhale to lose the black smoke and restart it
An indifferent machine
Attached to me by a cable from my toes to your throat
One pull to choke
One push to scream
Cold metal made warm by your injection
Dead steel comes alive with your connection
And with your ejection you make it sing
Nothing new, this is old technology
Its been burning for over a century
And while your song has been strangled
and simplicity scrambled
Your wires are tangled
Somehow you still have my heart
Pull down, open up, breath in and hold it
Push up to squeeze it
One spark to burn it
Push down to turn it
Spin around to force it
Exhale to lose the black smoke and restart it
There is another
Her touch electric
Her sound is whispers on the wind
She's flawed but ambitious
Her power delicious
A quick spin will prove it if you're suspicuous
But no matter how she tries
She'll never sing the song you sang
She'll never ring the bells you rang
She'll never breath the way you breathed when you were pushed, with my foot to the floor
Pull down, open up, breath in and hold it
Push up to squeeze it
One spark to burn it
Push down to turn it
Spin around to force it
Exhale to lose the black smoke and restart it
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10. |
Snit Prackle and Stop
07:43
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11. |
Lemonade
04:37
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When life gives you lemons you better make Lemonade
And jump in the puddles when it rains on your parade
I seem to have got up on the wrong side of the bed
And I needed this mess like a hole in the head
Well take the opportunity to see the other side
And now you just know what you look like on the inside
My life has gone from pudding to poo in the blink of an eye
I've come apart at the seams and I don't know why
Well put the poo on the plants and watch them grow
Buy a needle and some thread and teach yourself to sew
When life gives you lemons you better make Lemonade
And jump in the puddles when it rains on your parade
If you don't know what to do when the shit hits the fan
Well, you wanted to redecorate anyway, now you can
I'm in a right royal mess this is just my luck
Everything was alright before it went tits up
Treat yourself like royalty and find your crown
A hot bath is a cure for an upside down
The wheels have fallen off my wagon and I'm up shit creek
Without a paddle and the weather looks bleak
Why'd you need a wagon wheel anyway? Learn to fly
The muddy river looks pretty when its seen from the sky
When life gives you lemons you better make Lemonade
And jump in the puddles when it rains on your parade
If you don't know what to do when the shit hits the fan
Well, you wanted to redecorate anyway, now you can
And if you don't like lemonade there's lemon pie
If you don't have boots for splashing, just try to stay dry
And if you can't afford to paint your room or change your carpet
Then put on a weatherproof coat and go for walk in spite of the weather
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Niwid Leicester, UK
I like sounds, and sometimes I make them for other people
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