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Fear Of The Same
04:21
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Breathe, remind me I need something by name
These bones just don’t seem to knit the same
Days, days, days feel like games
Pockets are laden all hung out of shape
And the sight it’s a view never thought I’d see the back of you
And the trail like a train, will always follow you through
Temperatures rise and fall in a gaze
The beat of this heart reminds me
That I float, float once again
Sometimes all that remains is the fear of the same.
I’ll be needing you to drive me around for days
Well you pass on the bends long forgotten to wave
And I’m stuck, stuck, stuck in this rut
Feeling disheveled and not less to gain
Pull out the plug, watch me misbehave
This isn’t bravery, courage, will or devotion
These pills and potions keep this wreck from ruin
Save me up for the next rainy day
Sometimes all that remains is the fear of the same
Save me up for the next rainy day
Save me up for the next one that’s game.
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2. |
Million $ Man
02:58
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I saw your face today
It didn’t look the same as when I saw it all those years ago
I heard you laugh today
It had changed maybe the laugh-less ones had stole it from your throne
But tonight them clowns are laughing on the other side of their faces
I can see them, but nobody ever dares go near them
And I say to you, as you stand there frowning in your gloom
Don’t you worry ‘bout me ‘coz I’m the million $ man
I’ll live up in my tree and follow my sweet masterplan
Now don’t you worry ‘bout me I’ll sing along to all the bands
Yeah you can join me if you just reach up grab my hand
Today I ran away
Ran to a place where I could hide away the things, they shall not see
If I could shine a light
I’d shine a light so bright that no one in the world will ever see me
Reach up grab my hand.
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3. |
Sail Down The Water
04:28
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Sail down the water
There's nothing gonna keep you now
Give it up for the slaughter, selling the crowd
Travel down the slow banks
There’s nothing gonna keep you here?
Shallow tides they surprise you, water’s so clear
You said your brother don’t like the sound
And your mother’s not singing now
And your father he rots alone deaf as a post
And you scream and try but it never will subside
And it’s cut and dry as you freeze beneath the tide
Don’t you know I’m shot through, wearing tired too
But I know myself better than you should do
This ride is all that you can rely
So sail down the water
Wait, there's nothing you got that I need
I've been pulled from pillar to post
There’s nothing left inside of me
You say your friend’s got all the answers
Why don't you bring him here
When you're not inside my head...at liberty
I’d better sail this river alone, so sail down the water.
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1963
04:17
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We came to it late, like vultures who wait their turn for the picking
And I sat at the back, avoiding all eye contact and was satisfied with that
You chose to relate, to one who create whatever he was reading
But I’m never that quick, mistake murmurs for ticks and sullen eyes for praise
And all those seventy-nine things you said to me
But I’ll never get back to 1963
I drove to your gate, realizing I was late and pretended not to notice
And you came to the door, with a look I’d applaud If I was to take you to town
Dressed like a flower girls’ maid, some say you were brave I’d say you were braver
You passed words on my hair, your fingers played fair as I disciplined the ones I own
And all those seventy-nine things you promised me
But I’ll never get back to 1963
You your braveness you wore, kept me cold at the door but I did not bear witness
And I tried hard to dream, when you told me you’d seen my uninvited intrusion
You shouldered a tear, with meaning so clear that I could not doubt what you’d seen
We walked until two, then politely on queue your attention did cease
And all those seventy-nine things you promised me
But I’ll never get back to 1963
We left it as friends, as I re-read your text and stepped back from your hand
My face wore a grin, whilst I’m laughing within about how we came to this…end.
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5. |
Midnight Fears
03:06
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I’ve been leaning in my ear
How we separate the things that bring you to tears
Holding up the ones that you love
Fracturing apart the years you tried to shrug
I’ve been fortunate enough to grieve
The ghosts that hold the barricades dwell inside of me
It’s easier to hold than see
The tarnishing erodes it’s sweeping at our feet
Everything you dare to dream
Everything that hurts beneath
Everything you fell between
Just because you still believe, you still believe
Tireless effigy
Your harmonies still echo over where we cut our teeth
Pivotal, prolonged, and free
Those fears bequeath the best you’ll ever see
The fears exist in me
The larceny of your love leaves
The echoes of epiphany
Are all you see, are all you see
I’ve been talking to your midnight fears again.
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6. |
Music Keeps Calling
04:11
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I was born four feet off the floor, my baby mother’s pride and joy
Hear the church bells and pistols at dawn
Crack in the lip and the heartache was yours
Up out and running a frustrated creation, gravel tracks at the walk to the station
Held save from harm into a world that was shaken
I’ll hit the floor and now I’ll never stop bleeding
Brought up the decent way with waste sites for playgrounds and bottles for pay
From this mess I had to figure it out
But clean sheets and pay-per-week is not for what I’m on about
My love, it’s the only way
I can see me and you getting through another day
‘Coz the music keeps calling
Took my time I made a plan, entrusted wisdom, 45’s in my hand
Staring faces in a magazine, covered walls I was left all alone just to dream
The straight and narrow the narrow straight, study hard for a decent wage
Provide some shelter, some security but these middle clash visions hold nothing for me
What is wrong in my life?
Work for heart and strife but there’s nothing I could ever like
‘Coz the music keeps calling
In this place I remain gives us life gives us shame
But I’m tired of this playing all your fickle games
From the front of the door to the back of the stage
In a world that just crumbles a life lived in vain
Now I’m screaming throughout through the noise of the crowd
To the man at the back with the stubs in his hand
To the back of the van with your latest demands
Nights of sleep I’m deprived I’m still screaming inside
Like a bird who flies on home, it’s never lost always knows which way to go
Music keeps calling.
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7. |
Stick With Your Baby
03:03
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Break it up and start again
Be free to see it turn in
Say YES to the man best dressed if you can
Say NO to the ghost that still holds you so close
Stick with your baby
Say NO to those who’ll save thee
Gig after gig and night after night
Are you burnin' all your will left to fight?
You stumble on with your tape in your hand
Pay your fee let the freak show the freak show begin
By day you die by night the saga still writes
Callin' time, callin' time, callin' all
A winter’s night is it curtains for all
A winter’s night is it curtains, is it curtains for all
Break it up and start again
Be free you see it turning
Say YES to the man best dressed if you can
Say NO to the ghost with the crack on the coach.
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8. |
Tiptoe
02:39
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Tiny feet, tiny eyes, tiny sheets, tiny lives
So our love won’t come
So my love won’t go
You see, my love
You tiptoe
Tiptoe my love
You tiptoe
You crack eggshells, breaking steel girders now
You tiptoe.
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Every girl becomes a woman, every boy becomes a man
Every question has an answer, every heart betrays a hand
Your hand, your hand
Every lover wants another, all desires lead to more
We learn to live with our own choices
Amble through the path we bore
And so, I walk where I can’t see I put my hands out for someone to reach
And when I cry, oh I cry for you and when I laugh you know that you laugh too
And you can say, say what you choose
You were always on my mind
I was lying in the hallway, I was creeping up the stairs
I was keeping to the left side, I was watching every step
But I missed her, oh I miss her
And it’s been days and it’s been weeks
And still I feed and still I sleep
And when I cry, oh I cry for you and when I laugh you know that you laugh too
And you can say, say what you choose
You were always on my mind
Out of sight, not out of mind.
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10. |
When Love Stops A-Lovin'
04:19
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It was a strange day it’s true when I forgot to look at you
When you were telling me something dear to you
But I must have been aghast when my hand she did grasp
As the news from her lips did break
And as it spewed onto the gasp that had escaped from her mouth
All I could notice that her heels were uneven
And as I’m thinking back in hindsight I did laugh
Maybe it wasn’t my finest moment
Don’t you say your heart’s a-broken
When there’s no crack or blood a-flowin’
And all this pain and misery is just a token don’t you see
Of the reminder that your heart’s still a-flowin’
And can love when the love stops a-lovin’
Well it must have been three weeks since you last looked at me
I must confess my disappointment had swollen
And as I finally got you on my own yes I knew
I could never repeat the last encounter
Sincerely I must confess that I did try my best
To digest the sound in my ears with conviction
But the melody did sway up and down like a scale
And this tune in my head kept a-playin’
Whilst you unwound this tale of a friend you forgave
I remembered it wasn’t so often
That we talked like old pals who knew better by now
Not to cover up our eyes in sheep’s clothing
For the words came think and fast as the lip I just bit
I lost my footing in the art of connection
But I still managed to fill my eyes with your view
And restore this faded emotion
The feelings I saved for the autumn
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11. |
Own Ghost
04:19
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Your hands, don’t dance
They’ve always held on for far too long
They’ve always held on to where they came from
And your feet, plod on
They’re still stomping the same old ground
Have you worn out a path by now?
You started seeing your own ghost
You’re never seen on your own no
You started seeing your own ghost
And the lines are never far behind
You started seeing your own ghost
You’re never seen on your own no
Started seeing your own ghost
Relapse, undone
Are you hiding a shoulder to cry on
Are you harbouring lights to shine on
Relate, far gone
Pushing through to the life you spurred on
Calamity is all but forgone
Your face, don’t dare to hide all your worries and fears
You started seeing your own ghost
If you keep your tears out long enough.
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Bobhowla Southport, UK
Debut album EVERYTHING'S WRONG, BUT IT'S ALRIGHT out now!
Taking off from the classic indie
starting blocks, BOBHOWLA interweave folk and experimental elements with studio soundscapes to present a contemporary Anglo-American songbook – a melee of introspective contemplation.
Drawing comparisons along the way
- Depeche Mode, Roddy Frame and Tears For Fears.
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Liverpool based label putting out the finest songwriters in the North-West.
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