1. |
Holding It Down
03:02
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In this room
I can feel
The gravity holding it down
Make some room
If things get real
Grab me and turn me around
In this room
I can feel
The gravity holding it down
Make some room
And let me heal
Grab me and turn me around
You can’t shake yourself
Your repeat false starts
‘Cos frosted glass ceilings are standing in the way
And it makes no, makes no sense
You become convinced
That if the clouds parted
The sky would still be grey
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2. |
Rest Your Head
04:47
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Close your eyes and go to sleep
I will hold a mirror to your dreams
Light as air and at peace
It’s been a while since you’ve let go
Find somewhere to rest your head
Find a place to call your own
What do you want?
This is just a sketch of what happens
Falling out of love with youth
Somewhere to spend the idle days
Find a place to call our own
Looking for a place to hide
Not out there but deep inside
Become unknown and fade from view
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3. |
That Kind of Love
04:02
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I can be there
In a moment
The smell of the air
And the choking
Turn this around
I can’t speak I can’t make a sound
You’ve shown your hand
You can’t do anymore than that
You may never find that kind of love...
You may never find that kind of love again
Is this what you really wanted?
If you turn your back, you deserve it?
All of that time
Gone in a blink of an eye
You’ve shown your hand
You can’t do anymore than that
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4. |
That's Right
03:58
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Come round
I’m about
I can be around
I’ve found little plans
Falling through the gap
Somewhere, here, I’ll be
I’ll be, somewhere, here
I’m easy
Sometimes things can be easy
Which seems
Untrue
I wish things could be easy, cos you
Cos you, only wanted one or two
Nice things, nice things
Only wanted one or two
Nice things, nice things
Come down, down from there
I will pick you up
Mind your step, you’ll hurt yourself
Cos you always needed luck
Time lag
Bean bag
Tag out
Ping pong
What’s wrong
Time out
Here is just about somewhere
Outdoors
Indoors
I wish we could be somewhere
Are we there yet?
Been a while
What’s new
New things
Nice things
Been a while what’s new
Nothing
O yeah that’s right
Of course small talk
You never come round anymore
But that’s what I’m here for
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5. |
(Pause)
03:52
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You’re waiting for me to come home
Yet here I am sat across from you
I am a house with lights out
Knock at the door, bang on the door
Stay awake, stay awake
Struggling to relate
Cos I’ve fallen down a rabbit hole
And now I can’t give you anything
Give you anything
Do you think I will make it out alive?
Hold tight, for a while
And I’ll turn on the lights
You’re getting sick of the silence
‘Cos I forgot how to talk to you
You’re right for losing your patience
I’m like a photo, I am a photo
All I can give you
Is cause for concern
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