1. |
Loud and Clear
03:16
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I’m trying my best to figure this out
Coz my head’s in a mess and it’s filling up with doubt
I can’t even be certain if anything is real anymore
Coz ever since you’ve gone I’ve struggling to find
Any meaning to the thoughts that appear I my mind
All I know for certain is that I can never really be sure
When up feels like down
And a smile is really a frown
When everything seems fine
Silent on the surface but screaming inside
Am I coming through loud and clear
Or are you pretending to hear
Do I really need to shout
Do I need to spell it out
Am I coming through loud and clear
And while I think I’m pretty decent at hiding how I feel
There’s only so much I can when disguising the ordeal
Has changed for the worse and I’m struggling to find my way back
Nd while It’s obvious to see that I’m crying out for help
As I slowly disappear into a version of myself
And try to maintain the façade for as long as I can
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2. |
Card From The King
03:15
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I’m not saying I want this to be over
I’m not saying I want this to end
I’m not endlessly searching for closure
Or other abstract concepts I can’t comprehend
Not one part of me wants to get old
So I’m clogging up my arteries with food for the soul
I didn’t come here to win, but dam it, I came here to play
And it appears that I might, but I don’t mean to offend
I’m taking years off my life, but just the ones at the end
Who the hell wants a card from the King anyway?
And I know that I won’t be the first man
And I know that I won’t be the last
To point out that it couldn’t be worse than
A future spent regretting the past
They say at my age I ought to know better
They say at my age that I ought to slow down
But I’d rather go a hundred miles an hour
Than grind to a halt holding out for a letter from the crown
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3. |
Arborglyph
04:06
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There’s a hill near where I live
With a wood on top of it
And the fence has fallen down
And the trees are all around
And the stories that they tell
Of the men who went through hell
Are written there to see
In the very living trees
From the beeches of Aldbourne to the beaches of Normandy
Reach out through time as the arborglyph talks to me
Carved in the bark so I’d always remember your name
And as I stand where you once did
I am reminded
Of the sacrifice you made
And the youthful life you gave
And a chill goes down my spine
When I think about the time
When you stood here before
In 1944
From the beeches of Aldbourne to the beaches of Normandy
Reach out through time as the arborglyph talks to me
Carved in the bark so I’d always remember your name
Walking this path is like walking the line between
Present and past, who knew trees could be time machines
Catching the tiniest glimpse of the men you became
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4. |
Nuggets
03:27
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It hurts so much to see you in so pain
I can’t watch you go through this again
I would give anything you need
To finally let you be free
Free from all the bullshit that t his life has thrown your way
Give me half a chance and I will take it all away
You understand that I can’t stand
Back and watch you burn
Can’t you see that’s just not me,
When will you ever learn
You’ve never been and will never be alone
You can’t get rid of me that easily
I hope you know, I hope you know
I’m not going anywhere I’m always by your side
Know that I have got your back and I know you’ve got mine
I just want to make you better
Anything to ease your pain
Put your pieces back together
So you won’t fall apart again
I won’t rest until you’re better
Anything to see you smile
I could keep this up forever
Giving up is not my style
Sometimes all you need is nuggets chips and beans
Youtube on TV, watching all those stupid clips with me
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5. |
If The World Were To End
02:36
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If the world were to end right now my friends where would I want to be
Some far-flung exotic location where I can look out over the sea
Or the top of the loftiest mountain, with unending and unspoiled views
There’s certainly plenty of places that a soon to be doomed man could choose
If the world were spin off it’s axis in some gigantic cosmic mistake
Oh where would I like to be standing when I witness the end of our days
Would I pick one of seven great wonders, what a backdrop to death they would be
As the sky rained down fire and the planet expired, what a thing to be the last thing I see
If the world were to end in a moment then I know where I’d not want to be
Alone in a hotel as so often I am late at night watching late night TV
Or stuck in traffic on some lonesome highway, miles away from your love
Or surrounded by strangers who don’t understand the meaning of meaning to us
If the world were end as I sang this and I wasn’t at home by your side
I wouldn’t be able to live with myself being so far away when I died
Oh I want to be sat on the sofa next you with Reubs in between
And should the worst ever happen then that’s where I want to be
Oh that’s where I want to be
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6. |
Boxes
03:12
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Oh it’s basic amateur psychology
Everybody knows it’s not the way to deal with misery
I’ll push all of this pain way deep down low
Repression just delays the inevitable I know
I’m gonna put this in a box marked “do not open”
It’s not the healthiest way to cope but it’s the one I’ve chose
Now is not the time, that’s future me’s problem not mine
I’ll put this in a box marked “do not open”
For now it’s just the way it’s got to be
Lock in that box and then just throw away the key
With any luck it won’t be found for years
Until then I will take forced laughter over tears
I promise that I’ll deal with it one day
I don’t know where or when, but I don’t know another way
I don’t mean to self mis-diagnose
And so I say, until that day, the box stays firmly closed
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7. |
Hook Village Hall
03:44
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This a song about friendship and love
This is a tale about glory
Some borrowed guitars and bag full of fun
Is only the start of our story
One autumn eve in 2001
We drove thought the gates without knowing
What lay in store inside Hook Village Hall
In the sunset, it’s silhouette glowing
Took out the key, someone lent us for free
If it wasn’t I don’t recall paying
Opened the door, put our things on the floor
And I remember one of us saying
This is the time, the time that time forgot
It’s worth remembering we can be anything
Anything that we are not
Lit up the stage, plugged in the PA
Used some of the leads that weren’t broken
You had a riff, I had a line
Dave had a beat he had stolen
At twenty to seven, amps up to eleven
Flipped a coin to see who’d be on bass
The lyrics were bad but were all that we had
The gig was the very next day
I drive by Hook Village Hall all the time
And I swear I can still hear us playing
The ghost of those boys, making all of that noise
I can still hear one of us saying
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8. |
Don't Know About You
03:52
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Don’t know about you, but I’m not that comfortable I crowds
There’s too many people, and those people are always too loud
I’m socially anxious at best, at worse I’m absolute mess
Don’t know about you but I’m not all happy in crowds.
Don’t know about you, but sometimes I can’t go outside
There’s a lot going there, sometimes it’s better to hide
The world is a terrible place that often I struggle face
Don’t know about you but sometimes I can’t go outside
Don’t know about you, but I worry about things all the time
Things I can’t control, control things in my mind
The way that my brain tends to think is the reason I turn to the drink
Don’t know about you, but I worry about things all the time
Don’t know about you, but I quite like being alone
There’s just something about getting out and being on my own
A return to my solitary state where the conversation is great
Don’t know about you, but I quite like being alone
Don’t know about you, but I’m weird and I think that’s ok
The world would be dull if everyone was the same
Sometimes folk don’t understand the kind of person I am
Don’t know about you, but I’m weird and I’m not ashamed
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9. |
Morning Walking Club
03:24
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When we were young, we used to climb the mountain just for fun
Oblivious to what we had begun
Staring at the never setting sun
We weren’t to know that we would still be walking down this road
Decades on with nothing left to show
For all that we have lost and we’ve let go
Oh I would take the path less trodden and go off the beaten track
I would scale the highest mountain with this devil on my back
I would find the longest river and I’d walk from source to sea
It is my fate perambulating now for all eternity
And here we are, the time to speak our minds and show our cards
Weaker than the sum of all our parts
The AGM of jaded broken hearts
And on we stride, more for fitness reasons than for pride
You know it’s sometimes good to get outside
The place where life and metaphor collide
Oh I would take the path less trodden and go off the beaten track
I would scale the highest mountain with this devil on my back
I would find the longest river and I’d walk from source to sea
It is my fate perambulating now for all eternity
And now we’re old, old enough to know we won’t be told
Disciplined, restrained, coerced, controlled
Belligerently left out in the cold
And on we go, walking on for fun or just for show
Walk towards the sunset as it glows
Why we’re still walking no-one really knows
Oh I would take the path less trodden and go off the beaten track
I would scale the highest mountain with this devil on my back
I would find the longest river and I’d walk from source to sea
It is my fate perambulating now for all eternity
Oh I would take the path less trodden and go off the beaten track
I would scale the highest mountain with this devil on my back
I would find the longest river and I’d walk from source to sea
It is my fate perambulating now for all eternity
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10. |
The Ballad of The Beagle
03:01
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You wake every morning at five am sharp
Announcing your presence with the 5am bark
And I try to be angry but it never lasts
It’s not like you’re trying to be quite such an arse
And that look that you give me can’t be misconstrued
I know you see me as nothing more than the bringer of food
So I’ll feed you your breakfast but experience predicts
You’ll be howling for seconds by quarter to six
You sleep on the sofa the rest of the day
Twitching and dreaming the hours away
As a guard dog you’d be terrible I have to assume
Coz you’re head barely lifts when I walk in the room
But the peace will be shattered around four o’clock
When you think that it’s dinner time and know I know it’s not
So we’ll walk to the pub so that you won’t be bored
You’ll get the attention and I’ll get ignored
There isn’t ever a day that goes by
When you don’t make me smile but I don’t know why
Coz you cost me a fortune in vet bills and food
And the multiple dangerous things you’ve consumed
Oh you’ve got a fair ol’ few years left I’ll bet
You’re not quite finished annoying me yet
You’re a good boy, my best friend, oh sometimes that’s true
I love you, you idiot, despite all you do
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