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Finally (Come To Be)
03:52
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Finally (Come To Be)
Finally it's come to be
That you are you and I am me.
No awkwardness. No self-defence.
Just being alive. Without pretence.
When you tell me what you're thinking
Don't you know I knew it too.
You saw me falling into drinking
But the thought of losing you
Was just too hard to take sometimes
So I'd open up the wine
And open up the world's desires
That led me back to you.
Finally it's come to be
That you are you and I am me.
No waiting in the changing rooms.
Now you are me and I am you.
Two, three, four, five
You caught this fish alive.
Pulled a child out of the beehive.
And pulled us back to our own shores
Once more to swim with our own kind.
Alive to try. Finally.
Finally it's come to be
That you are you and I am me.
No awkwardness. No self-defence.
Just being alive. Without defence.
Finally it's come to be
That you are you and I am me.
No awkwardness. No self-defence.
Just being alive. Without pretence.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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2. |
Just Desserts
03:25
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Just Desserts
Holy space case
Haste was a waste of the human race
Holy space case
Haste was a waste of the human race
You could have lived for the fight
But you didn't do.
Could have used your right hook
But you didn't know how to
Space case haste was a waste of the human race.
And if you think I put you first:
Well, you were always my dessert.
And if you think I put you first:
Well, you were always my dessert.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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3. |
Capital A Frame
03:04
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Capital A Frame
Don't wanna wanna do. Don't wanna wanna do
Don't wanna do, do, wanna wanna do
Fuck Fuck.
Don't wanna wanna do. Don't wanna wanna do
Do, do, wanna do, wanna wanna do do
You got to do what he wants. Don't get to do what he does
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A.
You gotta see how feels. You gotta serve at his heels
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A Frame.
Don't wanna wanna do. Don't wanna wanna do
Don't wanna do, do, wanna wanna do
Fuck Fuck.
Don't wanna wanna do. Don't wanna wanna do
Don't do, do, wanna wanna don't do
You got to do what he wants. Don't get to do what he does
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A.
You gotta see how feels. You gotta serve at his heels
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A Frame.
Changes with a Capital A.
Changes with a Capital A.
Changes with a Capital A.
Changes with a Capital A.
You got to do what he wants. Don't get to do what he does
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A.
You gotta see how feels. You gotta serve at his heels
Making changes, rearranges with a capital A Frame.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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4. |
Train Station 101
04:25
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Train Station 101
There are many roads you can go by
But all are unknown.
There are many worlds
And this world we're living gotta go.
I've been around the block it's true.
I've been a raging bull to you.
Slip back step back
And now I see you:
And when you shine you shine like gold upon the soul.
And all those words you been stuck behind
In this perfect moment are gone now for you.
I been taking the slow road for a long time
Or so it seems.
I been making the slow moves and I'm
Trying to find the fast way to heal.
I've taken everything that's true
Into the deep blue ocean true.
Slip back step back
And now I see you
(And I really wanna be you honey):
Coz when you shine you shine like gold upon the soul.
And all those words you been stuck behind
In this perfect moment are gone now for you.
The train's in the station and you're not getting in
You're stuck on some platform with a headful of sin
There's an iron ball you're carrying and you can't melt it down
And it makes you feel worthless, feel like a clown
And there's a war in your head and you just can't make it stop
And the train's destination is the joy at your heart.
And when you shine you shine like gold upon the soul.
And all those words you been stuck behind
In this perfect moment are gone now for you.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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5. |
Truths Beckoning You
04:14
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Truths Beckoning You
I got me a style looking for the truth now
In defining my style got addicted to you now
Couldn't stay single file till I bumped into you now
I got me away just to get to you now
It’s a long way to go
Long way to go
Stuck on your own, you know you got a long way to flow
And You're on your own
On your own now
And the truth is biting you and you know.
You're on your own
On your own now
And the truth is beckoning you, but you just cant go.
I got me a style that’s just constructed from you now
Got a face that’s disgraced by my own confusion
Why you so stylish when you're abusing?
I'll live but it won’t be because of you now
It’s a long way to go
Long way to go
Stuck on this land and your head’s in the sand
You're on your own
On your own now
And the truth is beckoning you, but you just cant go.
You're on your own
On your own now
And the truth is beckoning you, but you just cant go.
O you don't say no.
© Adrian Jones 2016
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6. |
Subject To Change
06:04
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Subject To Change
Business as usual in mind.
I take one step outside.
I trace backwards. Frozen in time.
My words forgotten - lost for lines.
Hear it? Here goes…
You can't fight this flow, just go.
Hear it? Here goes…
You can't fight this flow, just go.
Helpless. Guideless. Design.
Won't you guide me? Show me signs.
Drifting. Twisting between time.
My words forgotten - perfectly fine.
Hear it? Here goes…
You can't fight this flow, just go.
Let your waves crash, and your wind blow.
You can't fight this flow, just go.
Stand up. Sit down. Watching skies.
changing sounds. changing lives.
Look back catching moments try.
subject changing. Subject flies.
I saw God in the chip shop.
He told me to stop fighting.
I met God in the chip shop.
He told me to keep writing.
Writing.
Writing.
Writing the whole thing down.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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7. |
Everyone Swears
03:59
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Everyone Swears
Back track and forth all sixes and sevens
climbing up the walls trying to get into heaven.
Wearing smart clothes for some final reunion
stolen from a line at the end of the line.
Wake up sunny gotta put on your glad rags
covering the tracks and the cracks in a soul that's
eaten by the dark and torn by the light
at the end of the road at the end of the night.
Heaven is a place where everyone swears.
Heaven is a place where everyone can swear.
Give up trying on that which doesn't fit you
get it right but you're trying just to get back home.
Oh you're so alone.
Pulling up the socks need a routine rain-check
keep the chin up high without hitting the deck
falling off the wheel moving in slow motion
dare to never try is the dry-teared cry.
Sitting pretty high in the pecking order
where is heaven sent did it even bother
to come on down round dry and sublime
giving up hope at the end of the road.
Back track and forth all sixes and sevens
climbing up the walls trying to get into heaven.
Wearing smart clothes for some final reunion
stolen from a line at the end of the line.
Heaven is a place where everyone swears.
Heaven is a place where everyone can swear.
Give up trying on that which doesn't fit
you get it right but you're trying just to get back home.
Oh you're so alone.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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8. |
Roll Eyes Up
04:06
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Roll Eyes Up
Hey, can you see the lights turn low?
Hey, do you have a place to go?
We, after all our wars are done.
Me, on the side that's never won.
Talking too fast, running so hard
Making mistakes all the way.
Aiming so high, hitting the ground
Don't stand a chance this way
Roll. On my knees I roll my eyes up to the heavens.
Roll. Beg myself please to pray I'm not the only one who knows.
Hey, can you feel the dark sky glow?
We, long to touch the hearts we hold.
I, always making the same mistakes again and again
you, watch me crawl inside my cage again and again
Don
Just let it all slide
And get on a bus to the sea.
You can't get it right
So let it all slide
And sit back and be who you be.
Roll. On my knees I roll my eyes up to the heavens.
Roll. Beg myself please to pray I'm not the only one who rolls.
Roll on my knees I roll my eyes up to the heavens.
Roll. Beg myself please to pray I'm not the only one who knows.
Hey, can you see the lights turn low?
Hope we find a place to go…
© Adrian Jones 2012
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9. |
Death Of A Halo
05:32
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Death Of A Halo
Transplant. Trampled. Clamoured. Cluttered.
Picture. Postcard. Image. Grey.
Overbearing. Caring. Thought Police.
No release. Still. Frozen. Prey.
And it hits that there's no going back
Blind weeping people-pleasing trap.
And all the friends and family think you're fine.
And I'm crying but I'm never alone
And the lights are out but everyone's home
And the death of this halo
Came at the wrong time.
Undercurrents. Malnutrient.
Pixelated. World. At Bay.
Mythical Escape The novel.
Falling. On deaf ears you prey.
And it hits that there's no going back
Blind weeping people-pleasing trap.
And all the friends and family think you're fine.
And I'm crying but I'm never alone
And the lights are out but everyone's home
And the death of this halo
Came at the wrong time.
(If you wanted)
You'd what you can
(If you wanted)
You'd see us through hell
(If you wanted)
You'd do what you need now
(If you wanted)
And I'm crying but I'm never alone.
And the lights are out but everyone's home.
And the death of this halo
Came at the wrong time.
© Adrian Jones 2012
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10. |
A New Low
05:10
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A New Low
I know you're 'fraid of me
Come in telling you I want to
Try make you feel like I do
On a roll.
You know the thing with me is see
I can't take an idea
I can't overcome fear
Well, not my own.
You know 'bout me and all I dream
And you know how I feel
But you don't know I don't mean
To let you go.
And the magic days that seemed to flow away
The end began before the first days
All we're left with now anyway
Is where do we go now?
You go, I stay. I think the way
All this has been closed down
The years have claimed a shutdown
Of my faith.
I say I think I'm on the brink
Of coming to my own score
But you're not around any more
That's a new low.
And the magic days that seemed to flow away
The end began before the first days
All we're left with now anyway
Is where do we go now?
And the magic days that seemed to flow away
The end began before the first days
All we're left with now anyway
Is where do we go now?
© Adrian Jones 2012
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