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Everybody Cares
04:42
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I take my pain
Turn it to music, you turn away
So I just sing to white walls & windows
To save me from the emptiness that’s inside my head
To pretend I am more than a silent cliché
I’m hard to know
But warm to love if I let it show
Not just greet, withdraw & internalise
When I see eyes that don’t look like mine
Embarrassed by the sounds that I tear from my throat
I take to the stage
Drown in blinding light & canyon eyes
But don’t believe a word that I tell you
I am alright; I don’t really want to die
But everyone who’s held me has held dust in their hands
You don’t have a reason for feeling this sad
You’re white, working class; your life’s not too bad
You’ve never lost a parent, a friend, or your heart
It’s just this dysthymia you’ve always had
Words are inadequate, leave it at that
Everybody’s listening, understanding all your pain
Waiting for a silence to clap in to, hollow sound
Painting them a picture of depression in your mind
Everybody has it, black as cancer in their heart
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Ouzo & Gin
06:06
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This is a time of year I see you get quieter
Autumn grey in the sky and summer bleeds from your eyes
The grief never goes away
But the wonder of life will prevail
You’ve always been there for me and taught me so many things
You’ve listened to all my dreams and lived with a sadness too
But it’s okay if it hurts
It hurts just to be alive
I remember when I had moved from city to seaside town
You called in my darkened room and we spoke all afternoon
And I never told you this
But that meant so much to me
We’ve been high together
Drunk and hungover
And spoke of all the things we’ve loved and lost
You feel like a brother
Who’s lost something forever
And I wish I could take that pain from you
But that is the problem
Life doesn’t want us
And death is the only thing that last
There is a boy that I have known half of my life
Lost his mother as a child
And there is a man that I love now, motherless and
Beautiful, blue-eyed and bright
We drank Ouzo & Gin in the dark of the park
In the place where you used to live
We shared a bed in your childhood room
But I don’t think you ever slept
Your mother was a silent presence in the house
She was beautiful and you look like her
My father would pick me up on Sundays, I’m still drunk
The churchyard was godless and bright
When we were older we stood on the South Bank
The dirty Thames rushed on below
We listened to Kozelek, we talked of suicide
We laughed and that’s just how we are
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Dust & Disappointment
05:45
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I see all my ghosts in the streets of this city
When I’m drunk, lost, alone with my friends, they’re so pretty
And I see how we’ve grown in our own ways, it’s a pity
How we drink just to talk, just to hide all our fears
Of our long-held dreams we hold less ever year
Cause when we were kids, didn’t think we’d be here
I’ve never felt anything like this before
Sat by the river, content on its shore
That’s where we left the boys we don’t anymore
For men who don’t know what this living is for
What is your, my darling one?
Mine is that I’m not the man
I thought I would be in my youthful dreams
This is how our lives will be now forever
Waking every Monday and still hungover
In twenty years we’ll meet and talk of our failures
Of how we didn’t get the life that we wanted
I’m sorry that you didn’t get the life that you wanted
I won’t be the first, and I won’t be the last
To live with the weight of disappointment
Brother, did you see it, every Sunday morning
Waiting for you in those dark green rooms?
Father, do you feel it running through your fingers
Every time you play a melody?
Sister, is it in your, dark and overwhelming
Hiding behind all your accomplishments?
Mother, I can see it, every time I see you
Sitting alone with those distant eyes
Like when I see the fields passing by the window
That’s where I thought I would spend my life
Or when I see you walking somewhere in the city
You were a love I thought I‘d always have
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Western Sky
05:05
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Did you hear about the guy who committed suicide
In the town where we used to live?
We saw him around, we probably walked by his house
And missed the beauty of his quiet life
It got me thinking of you in those sad, white rooms
At the confluence of our youth
In a valley flooded with light we were probably high
Under starling-filled western sky
We’d sit on the pier smoking cheap cigarettes
And watching the Irish Sea
Talking of death and forever, I guess
Oh, to me they were both the same thing
A chill in our bones in winter’s visceral cold
And now you’re living a life I don’t know
So, I’ll write a sad country song about us drinking at night
And the beauty of the western sky
An interstice of light
Where our childhood died
The shores of a silver sea
Your prose and my poetry
Now there’s a great divide
A distance between our lives
Is this the life you want?
I don’t know what I want
I don’t know what I want
Time turns around and we are strangers again
Three years to dust like a second in air
I still dream of sea-wind and house on a hill
The bundle of lights below, we called that our home
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Eudaimonia
06:06
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I walk in to spring light
A hollow hope holds me
I feel it below as I go
This solving emptiness
The trees are all black
In the last of the sun
And the city is starting to shine
This beauty is too bright
A third of my life's gone
And I haven't lived
But there's comfort in knowing it ends
It's sad and it scares me still
I should be grateful
Just to wake up
It's not like I want to feel like this
A woman I love
In a garden of sun
How can I ask for anymore?
I wish I was dumb
I was I had fun
I wish I had faith in silent gods
I'm sat in blinding light
In the morning with my love
And it hurts her eyes, I know
When the light shatters like glass
As she walked inside to shade
We were silent in our pain
And how could I complain
With that you live with every day?
I will get used to my life lived in circles
Where spring's not the season of hope
My melancholy is always overlaid
By joy that I can't comprehend
I prepare all winter to face anhedonia
I hope my heart can hold the weight
The rest of my life searching for Eudaimonia
The meaning's whatever I make it
But there's no such thing as a fulfilling end
There's always something left unsaid
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Stranger's Stomach
04:10
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Torn from a stranger's stomach
Unasked for and unwanted
We live this life because we're made to
A childhood lost to silence
And adulthood was violent
I drank myself to death on weekends
That summer I was 18
I fell in love in daydreams
I'll carry her with me forever
And after that to seaside
The western sky at twilight
I left a part of me to die there
Then it was anhedonia
When everything meant nothing
I wish that I could feel what you feel
Now I live here without you
An empty bed, a silence
I bawled my eyes out in the bathroom
Funny how things pass in to nothing
Without cause or celebration
Stages of life are always ending
After birth it's constant regression
Life is just a long way of dying
Life is just a long way of dying
I've thought of death almost every day
Since I was 19 it won't go away
When people ask I'll say I'm okay
I'll just explain the sadness away
I didn't want you to leave, love
But I have a lot of things to learn
(As I’m living in these empty days alone)
You have another life to lead now
But I will be there if you need
(Just to guide you through the blinding light)
Oh, you were the bright sun
On the narrow horizon of my life
(I still love you, I still love you, I still love you)
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The Daily Threnody
05:03
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In the moment just after I wake
I remember I die
It's a small suicide
Every morning
A sharp pain behind me eyes
And a pain my side
When I got to bed
It's a recurrence
Of light, that's how I measure time
How I construct my life
It's a cyclical dream
And it terrifies me
Trains sound like a threnody
They screech and they wail
On the morning commute
And it always move me
Stuck here in my static life
In a room full of screens
There's a window at least
Where I watch the clouds move
I wish that I could write some songs
That everyone could sing along to
Hear myself on the radio
In the Hollywood Hills I would still feel empty
I would still feel unfulfilled
And filled with longing for somewhere else
Take a train or take my life
There's only one of those I'm afraid of
Afternoon in an empty room
Why I waste time when I know I'm gonna die?
(I'd like to die beside you some day, my love)
I've got a poet's heart and a lazy mind
I see beauty but I don't right down
(I'd like to write it all for you some day, my love)
So I live my life and it's cyclical
And I'm sick and tired of being so bored
(I'd like to live my life with you some day, my love)
I love this life and it's disappointing
That when it ends it's just over
I'd like to think we'll still be together
You and I, forever
I love this life and it's disappointing
That when it ends it's just over
I'd like to think we'll still be together
You and I, forever
I love this life and it's disappointing
That when it ends it's just over
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Existence is a Drug
05:07
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Existence is a drug and we can’t get enough
But if all life lasts a moment, does it mean as much?
Oh, I hope there’s no life when I die
I overdosed on psilocybin
All time stopped passing on the river of life
Oh, there’s only one world and that’s fine
I lived for years like
I thought we would never die
Out by the sea
Where the waves would send us to sleep
But now you’re a love
I won’t see for the rest of my life
And that time is held
As a heaviness in my heart
I was born in the doorway for you
You were born in the white sky window
Now I keep waking from these bad dreams
You’re really gone and there’s nothing I can do
Life is like and endless bad trip
We all wake up from it now and then
With silent, vivid realisation
That we die and there’s nothing we can do
Every day it’s the same thing
There’s a pain in my heart every morning
And tears in my eyes every evening
My medication is to sing
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
There was pressure, I know
But I am to blame
For the pain that you hold
For the tears on your cheeks
There was pleasure, I know
But a lot of sorrow
All those nights by the sea
And your recurring dreams
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It was spring, late afternoon and I’d just woke up
From a sundeath dream
I took a walk for seven miles just to feel something
Just to kill some time
I didn’t think, I didn’t talk, I didn’t feel at all
I was empty as ice
But in the harbour light I saw so many beautiful things
There’s beauty everywhere
Most of all it was the view from up on Lord Street, love
That I’ll take to my grave
So many silver clouds had formed from the city’s smog
Over streets of my youth
Where I was born, I fell in love, where I still live now
I will die there too
And almost everyone I love was alive in there
I hope they’re all okay
I keep thinking my life will change
The world will just open up
But I do nothing all day
Just stare at these empty white screens
And write shitty songs no one hears
And wait for my love to come home
I keep waking it awful hours
And staring in to the dark
A pain in my swollen side
The big fear of death in my mind
But morning’s enough to forget
That life’s just a fleeting bright moment
And so it goes every day
My life’s a recurring dream
But every now and then
The beauty reveals itself
Small moments that pierce my heart
Somewhere between joy and deep longing
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I had a dream last night and you weren’t it
For the first time
Since early July, the gulls were singing
In our garden
There’s still a pink light, but neither of us
Are there to see
Started to feel like life and nightmares
Were the same thing
Why do I find such pain and solace
In what I dream?
Quick as a sigh, dreams disperse
In to morning
And we wake to different skies
A third of the way through our lives
I don’t belong here
I don’t belong here
What eyes do you see when you wake?
And whose hands caress your face?
They don’t belong there
They don’t belong there
But nothing belongs to me
Your heart or the moon-silver leaves
I wish you the best
I wish you the best
I wish you the best
The Summer Book I closed in autumn
Its beauty haunts me
Its beauty haunts me
The island skies above the gulf and
A child’s fear
A child’s fear
How memory fades as we get older
It shrinks and glides away
It shrinks and glides away
How August brings an early dark but
It’s still the summer
It’s still the summer
There’s rain on the pane room
It’s evening, white houses in blue light
A woman tends her garden before night draws her in
And I’m reminded of Nordic skies
The further I go, the deeper longing grows
Beyond this black horizon there are towns I’d like to see
Where there’s so much life in their eyes
But somewhere along the way I lost that
I’m almost twenty-five and I’m alone all the time
I’d still be writing songs if nobody ever heard them
I’d still be writing poems if nobody ever read them
I do it for the beauty that gets lost if we don’t hold it
I do it for the beauty that gets lost if we don’t hold it
I do it for the beauty that gets lost if we don’t hold it
Everyone is an island alone
On the sea of a life we don’t ask for
Floating along to the horizon of death
And when I get there, I know it’s a dark shore
I hope it hits me at night, I hope it comes in my sleep
I hope I don’t have to deal with forever
Cos the beauty is brief and love is all that we keep
And I am grateful enough to keep living
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