1. |
Speech Bubble
03:54
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Let me make it better
Let me be square
Let me be a good boy
Let me be there
You can throw your sadness at me
I just want to make you happy
I just want to make you happy
Let me be the pencil
That holds up your hair
The dollar in a suitcase
Under the stairs
In the corner of a memory
Somewhere only you can find me
Somewhere only you can find me
Let me be the phone-call
An hour behind
Explaining me to your
Family line
They could catch me
Through your cracked screen
Hanging around in the background
Hanging around in the background
Let me be the long legs
That stick out of the bed
Let me be the one who falls
Over the edge
Heartbreak it takes practice
And I think I’m getting better at this
I think I’m getting better at this
Let me be the city
That you’re moving to
Maybe it’s one good year
Maybe it’s two
Do I walk up to your table?
Well in I go willing and able
Here I am willing and able
Let me be the mattress
Let me be home
Shape your future
In the memory foam
On the six string you sing softly
Laying your darkness on me
Laying your darkness on me
Laying your darkness on me
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2. |
Defender
03:56
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I know that you’re behind the door
Spiralling away from me
It’s been worse than this before
I’ve got a good memory
I call your friends
They send me luck
And I pretend
I’m strong enough
To be your defender
I know that you’re behind the wheel
And I am just a passenger
Round the town, circling
Wish you were home right now
Your daily dose
Is changing gears
If I could drive
I’d take us home from here
I’d be your defender
Underlining every word
The spring release the shutter blurred
Katie meets you on the heath
Gold retriever brain relief
You were shining in your sheath
I drew you out and broke the peace
Across an ocean dolphin torn
To changing rooms and teacup storms
That help me remember
To be your defender
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3. |
Press Play
03:07
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Let’s both press play together
You take off work
My four wheel driving twenty questions
Catch the cats eyes
Not met your friends before
But I hope they don’t change us
In my Mk1
Singing ‘Black Hole Sun’
And I’m almost home
I’m already there
Forever maybe never
I’m good for any weather
Those crayon blackbirds on the pavement
I’m on your street
Not met your family
But I hope that they get me
In my Mk1
Singing ‘Lithium’
And I’m almost home
I’m already there
I’m already there
Let’s both press play together
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4. |
Don't Forget About Us
02:45
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A bellyful of sunshine, uh huh
A tidy little punchline, uh huh
A little bit of history, uh huh
And my love’s going to open the door
Charging by the hour, uh huh
A fistful of flowers, uh huh
A cup of serotonin, uh huh
Don’t have to be alone anymore
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
Waiting for the sadness to start
Feeling for the cracks in your heart
I walked you to the doctor, uh huh
Said you don’t have to cry anymore
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
Drinking on the marshes
Underneath the arches
Leaving no traces
Untying my laces in the dark
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
Don’t forget about us
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5. |
Perfect Dark
02:57
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Red door, back for more
Down the stairs she wanders
She sells dizzy spells
Enough to put me under
Eyes almost closing
Times almost up
By the low moon of a bedroom
Making shadows
In a black out
I’m trapped now
Nothing else matters
When I’m moving through her perfect dark
To bed, tails and heads
Leave the landing light on
Sweet dreams in between
Waking from the siren
Sheets always tangled
Tracing ancient scars
By the low moon of a bedroom
Making shadows
In a black out
I’m trapped now
Nothing else matters
All I see is perfect dark
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6. |
Even on Bad Days
04:38
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I’ve been trying to hurt you
I’ve been holding you tight
I’ve been learning to love you
Am I doing it right?
How are you still breathing
With my hands all over your heart?
How do we start healing
If we can’t keep out the dark?
Are you for real tough love?
Do you want to feel tough love?
This could be real tough, love
I’ve been feeding you fear
You’ve been keeping me thin
I’ve been trying my best to feel you near
Without me disappearing
How do you still see me?
With my hands all over your eyes?
When your friends come calling
Do they ask you with a sigh
Are you for real tough love?
Do you want to feel tough love?
This could be real tough, love
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8. |
Amy
03:36
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In the garden
Capri Suns
With Amy and her sister’s
Golden Virginia
In the deckchair
Closing up
Her paperback Bronte
Dark and stormy Mondays
Making rain
Wasting the days
Filling bars
Tuning guitars
All of our friends are tired
Of singing for free, Amy
At the press tent
Throwing shade
With Amy in the folk charts
Breaking into three part
In a transit
Breaking up
While weathered old rock stars
Advertise fast cars
Making rain
As we watch from the drain
Falling stars
Tune their guitars
All of our friends are tired
Of singing with me and Amy
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9. |
Chelsea Smiles
02:29
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Chelsea smiles
Drops a needle on the 45”
Sends it spinning
With the home crowd singing
When we’re winning
Chelsea smiles
When we’re driving down
The murder mile
Hear the whistle
As the west end wind blows
Rolling the windows down
This is our town
Nothing will ever send us down
Cos when we’re in blue
Once in a while
Chelsea smiles
Chelsea’s hands
On the bonnet of a riot van
On the corner
Scoring for a beating
They’ll be meeting
Chelsea’s eyes
Making trouble under Chelsea skies
Calling over the announcement speakers
Raiding the lost and found
This is our town
Nothing will ever send us down
Cos when we’re in blue
Flooding the aisles
Chelsea smiles
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10. |
Better Than Blue
03:38
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Love is a tangerine healer
That makes life an easy peeler
Once you get under the wrapper
It’s all that really matters
And if no one believes us
We’ll know it’s true
Cos we’ve found a colour
Much better than blue
Love is the filter that flatters
When the London spring sun scatters
Aquamarine in the morning
Transforming through the afternoon
Till it’s green as the iris
You’re looking through
And you see a colour much better than blue
Love is a truth undiminished
It’s the book you’ve almost finished
The moment you lower your eyelids
And you see those parma violet hues
If there’s film in the camera
And half a good view
We’ll capture a colour
Much better than blue
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11. |
Bedtime Reminder
02:49
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Apple blossom baby
Yellow bird
Hanging on every word
You be my bedtime reminder
And I’ll be your wake up call
A reason to lay down beside her
And dream of nothing at all
Time to think it over
Moonflower
Counting down to the midnight hour
You be my bedtime reminder
And I’ll be your wake up call
A reason to lay down beside her
And dream of nothing at all
Got a skinful of sunshine
I’ve not been home in a long long long long time
You be my bedtime reminder
And I’ll be your wake up call
A reason to lay down beside her
And dream of nothing at all
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