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Borderline
03:23
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She spoke, her voice faint in fight against the waves.
“I thought you said we were here?”
The roar bore a sense of relief,
a smile taken back from the thief
“seasons not too kind.
a walked battleline, undefined.
We surface again...”
She raised up an open hand
and realised it's always full.
Something's great and we've won!
He turned, said he “counted all of the stars.
Each one a beacon, a marker/momento.
Darling, we've been freed again!
Just you tell me when
the tide has turned once more,
we'll weather and not wither.
Climb out of the crash...”
He raised up an open hand
and realises it's never empty.
Something's great and we've won!
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2. |
Distance
04:29
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Every silence raining onto you.
If there is a need for this
fade into grey.
See you in a nicer place
counting up the ways,
the ways that count.
If saving this is too much?
Another road, another city,
The lights and the thought won't move me.
Watching the sight bring me down
Sorrow stays the same no matter where.
I don't believe it's something new.
and I will wait until you stay
Find a way, make it right for you.
Take some time, move slow.
Say it's right.
Come make up your mind.
I'll find
it was best to wait.
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Fireworks
04:08
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Love,
a word brandished easily
greeting card sweetness
no matter how meant
it does not
do justice to the feeling
sharing, being
building a life
a house
a home
with
proof that it's not all 'bout fireworks
there's beauty
pure
in a simple embrace.
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4. |
Steps To Nowhere
05:06
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See that compartment over there?
Pigeon yourself go on take your share.
We're just tram lines fixed to go fast,
only known destinations it seems
this doubt could be something
break a wall...
These bricks and stones, a page, a form.
A mould to fill, to live, to scorn.
We didn't know a different way
to stray from roles we are born to play
This doubt could be something
Break a wall, move on...
From this road to nowhere.
Been taking steps to know.
A face painted same kind of unique
your words a script, set to speak
tilted head, new view revealed
there's something more that a path conceals
this doubt it is something
break a wall, your mould, be great!
Leave the road to nowhere
take the steps to know!
Was it the same for you as for me?
Taking lessons to help you feel free.
When all along an answer was clear
D.I.Y./Free Fall/Don't steer
We are on to something!
It's the fix we needed!
Taking steps to somewhere.
I hope we never get there
The joy it's in the ride...
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Digital Discontent
03:57
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metallic fad, eyes attached/ voice corrupt and data safe
a perfect life with blinkers on...
Where the hell did time go?
Empty air, silence profound/ a cloud above our head lingers
the loudest muted mob convenes
Where the hell did time go?
There's nothing that we need to know...
Pages swipe don't crease, don't burn/ miss directs, mistakes return
I didn't feel the world move far
Where the hell did time go?
There's nothing that we need to know...
Where'd you grow and where'd you learn?
We are the lost and found.
We are unknown digital discontented.
A speck of dust in the ether.
An idea, ident, avatar or a total waste of...
click, click, click delete
dreaming of a past time.
Not polished up and soulless!
Expensive and yet cheapened!
Carrot on a stick aspire,
climb, climb it can't be further...(?)
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No-Man's Land
02:09
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Sitting by the window
I can see their
racing footsteps
on a silent path.
Words
unbreachable distance
In a no-mans land
in a no-mans land
Take a single thought
tie it to a balloon
let it go
drift into the sun...
maybe it was like a stone
pebble dashed
thrown out to the sea.
Gone
but now I leave this
on a shelf...
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7. |
A Long Goodbye
03:27
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Stories locked in a time
held in a mind
framed snapshots
Bookended.
To keep on, keeping on
my guide book closed
we're treading new paths
The world goes off
A bllink
A sleep
A goodbye.
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8. |
Blue Rose
07:08
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My blue rose...
a crystal safe out of reach
a look or touch could shatter
the safe place you seem to be
My blue haven...
reflective, embracing
a kiss upon the brow
awake and barefoot...
beautiful freak...
all alone in your space
eight million and one things under your sun
beneath your sea
one saline tear
brings salt to a lake
born of good intention
suffered tricks of the trade
sorry my rose, as you wilt and fade
standing above you
looking down at the fall
mad calculations
there's a number for us all
Sorry my rose there's a price to be paid
You be the judge when we're out of the way
Who closed you up?
Put scars across your face?
The cogs of machines work together
but at least ones's out of place.
My blue rose...
This is both ours and theirs
But we're penned in by walls
turnstiled to tales of supposed share
mouth angry words
to more ears to get through
If it's cost to us
Why'd we do it for you?
Sorry my rose for that dose of truth!
Towering above
atop of the wave
we'll have to part ways
do it all again
sorry my rose there's a price to be paid
judge for yourself
when we're out of the way
My blue rose...
naked in the night
The milk for your children
is somehow not enough...
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Violet's Gone Northampton, UK
Violet's Gone is a Northampton based music project fronted by Chris Fordham.
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