1. |
Broken Again
05:02
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broken again
snapped then smashed
now in a world
nothing recognisable
and a pair
lie in the woods somewhere
a pair
in the grass
body language
facial expressions
no longer a way
to be part of their world
they lie
in the woods somewhere
a pair
in the grass
voices are loud
everything blurred
nothing is certain
lights brighter and round
and a pair
lie in the woods somewhere
where the snails
wonder what they are
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2. |
Guitar and Strings
03:37
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3. |
Seeds and Wounds
05:47
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i've sown the seeds of hate now
they were not there before
and my deceit is food now
it lies below the earth
have i laid waste the only place
i alone could fill
soiled fingers stone blind
their clever magic worked
but you have come through
and you forgive me now
but you have stayed true
and you forgive me now
i slipped the blade between your ribs
and it found your heart
my lies were true in their aim
my eyes were closed and blind
i've made a wound in you now
and a wound in me
i cannot be a healer now
i must watch it bleed
but you have come through
and you forgive me now
but you have stayed true
and you forgive me now
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4. |
The Albert Bridge
05:08
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driving over the albert bridge
the number fourteen bus
top deck passengers are behind
and on the front seat us
they smoke their fags and curse the rain
my mother knows what she feels
me and john watch out for bends
and turn our steering wheels
beside the bridge the carrick floats
and wears it's christmas lights
a sign reflected in the clyde
shining in our eyes
the water there is darker now
the carrick isn't there
it was sailed away some secret day
a watery grave somewhere
standing on the bridge now
i see the swans and wander
did their mother swim beneath the bridge
while me and john drove over?
while me and john drove over
me and john drove over
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5. |
Vision and Illusion
05:07
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he said to me this is illusion
he said to me this is not real
this is a shadow a veil of smoke
this is a shadow a veil of smoke
he looked at me inside me
he looked at me inside me
he said this will rust
he said this is death
he looked at me inside me
he looked at me inside me
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6. |
The Old Bridge
03:56
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7. |
Room
03:11
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he stood in the room
the sun shone in
the window and filled the room
he stood in the warm
and silent air
and breathed
he lies on the soft
and warm bed
and waits
and then it begins
the voices
so quiet
it might not be there
outside the window
somewhere
like the angels singing
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8. |
The Call
07:11
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call me down
call me down
i hear you call
call me down
call me down
i see you
i sense you
i know what you do
call me
call me
down
call me down
call me down
words i cannot hear
call me
call me
down
call me down
call me down
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9. |
Morning
02:34
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Owen McAulay Glasgow, UK
Owen McAulay is a long time member of Glasgow band Smackvan (previously Passkeepers). He has been writing and recording solo songs and music for some years, his first album being 'six songs' in 2000.
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