1. |
743
04:19
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We were young, dumb and bunged up with gum
The pillow used to sleep, stuffed the drum
Yellow were the walls, or a nicotine shade of green
Cultures from meals in containers
He was hers, she was mine, we were all each others
We shared what we ate, smoked and drunk
Had these endless dreams
Wrote reams of pointless prose
Supposed we were destined for greatness
oooh oooh
Fed joints for breakfast
At 3 in the afternoon
Start as we meant to go on
Then for the serious business
Wrote each other songs
And played along
Once more with feeling
ooohoooh
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2. |
Space Car
03:31
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Alchemic process
Produce the spice
What wonder
How’d they do that
do that?
A fist sized portion
that will suffice
I need it
Feed me fistfuls of it
An echo plastic
Aroma gasp
It fills up
Alone this mask
Macerating mustard seeds
in palm oil
then wait up
Feel the magic happen
A cautionary voice
Warns the road is hard
Don’t listen
He’s a clapped out blowhard
The lips move
with no sound
Planets align
a space car
on its way to mars
Was that a real person
Sat in the car?
A starman
Even dead still a man
I can see the stars
Etched into my hand
Who’s this band?
You’ve played them me before
My lips like sand
Can i share your drink?
But you’re not there
I’m talking to myself
Who’s that guy
Who made the shit everyone loves?
You don’t speak
Because you’re not there
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3. |
Anthropocene
05:36
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They found some tigers everyone thought had died
The locals like to drink their bones
Brings great power
Like the rhino horn
Makes your cock grow
Can’t stop the peatlands
Ablaze with industry
Keep dipping our wicks into the sea
Makes candles
of the highest quality
Helpings of prestige
Gourmet delicacy
Age of Holocene
Packed into the eaves
Glaciers retreat
More than you can eat
Sixth mass extinction
Honours with distinction
summon spirits
lie with ghosts
mourn the missing
then it matters
buried by the black volcano
erupting glass
when it matters
from afar - a diorama
this black stone
good for nothing
Age of Anthropocene
Open to the seasons
Manmade capital
Scrunched into a ball
Sixth mass extinction
Honours with distinction
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4. |
Eris
04:54
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5. |
Alex
02:52
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6. |
Haunt Me
06:23
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You're cast from wood
Stricken by the birds
Taken by the words
I never understood
That comfort is a must
I laid you as dust, please come back to haunt me
You're the same as then
The pillar of my strength
Feels like way back when you made me into a man
Showed me how I can
I laid you as dust
Please come back to haunt me
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7. |
Medicine And Magazines
03:45
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They'll never cure this thing
With medicine and magazines, ohh, ohh, ohh
I know you play your part
You cover up your ever aching heart, ohh, ohh
No one knows where you are
And no one thought you'd ever get that far, ohh, ohh
And how can it be that fun
When everyone around you dies so young? Ohh, ohh, ohh
And I'm not your favorite one
But who will walk you out when it's all done? Ohh, ohh, ohh
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8. |
Golden Fire
03:24
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A goddess in control of her universe
Or a minotaur in the waiting
In the centre of a maze she is waiting, for what?
All these things she brought would come to use
There was always space for more
A path lay clear, she could open the door
Each day to make the same journey
Without a time to spare
Had to abandon self care
To salvage all she could
Bottles, cans and dried wood
Tissue paper and soot
Rumour said she was once an author’s muse
Immortalised in a wartime tome
A beauty synonymous with home
From her he once drank the golden fire
A wine from the English valleys
Of burning cheeks never to be tasted again
i watched her in those final years
up and down the same track
Neither happy or sad
Preparing for whatever it was
An echo ringing through the valley
Calling to her younger self
Though cooled -
Still inside her
A golden fire
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9. |
The Kuiper Belt
06:03
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10. |
Pyramidion
03:46
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A tomb of kings
For the phoenix wings
A feathered nest
Its place of Rest
Tribute wreaths from
ash piled leaves
Reveal the stories
Of untold glory
A lived in cask
With a golden mask
Fixed on the sun
Pyramidion
Cells break apart
Start where yours end
Bend space and time
where we are phantom
Worlds apart
The observable part
Hum sub-atoms
Forever quantum
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Tenth Planet Bristol, UK
Musician from Bristol writing songs about the stars, fish, love and longing. Inspired by the vast void that is outer space, and what it is to be a lonely planet looking forlornly at the solar system in the near distance, on the fringes of this great club, knocking on the door, but forever denied membership. ... more
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