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Crowded Hours
02:40
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We’re not alone No disconnection from the transit of your life
It’s not required It’s not your duty to oppose the march of time
To see yourself Outside the pages of the Sunday magazines
To be inspired Inspired by reasons that give meaning to our dreams
Small frail words, steeped in desire, piercing the dark, crossing the line
Free us from the shadows of the doubts
That punctuate these crowded hours
Inside your head There’s only cobwebs and a satellite T.V.
And I’m afraid That switching channels isn’t good enough for me
Drift with the flow Growing old and multiplying must justify our lives
And lose your will So patiently we learn the art of standing still
Just watch the clock It watches when you wake and rest and
play and eat
You say I’m tired It says that now is clearly not the time to sleep
Control the urge The urge that tells of instinct, lack of self-control
Forget your dreams The dreams when you’re the only owner
of your soul
Small frail words, steeped in desire, piercing the dark, crossing the line
Free us from the shadows of the doubts
That punctuate these crowded hours
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Driving Me Insane
03:45
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Deep in the northern night, shadows looming all around the town
Spirits go slipping by, send shivers down my spine, another slug of wine
Screaming in the night, they’re all driving me insane
Ahead old black hospital, relic from the 19th century
Inmates are waking up, tortured bellows play upon my mind
Screaming in the night, they’re all driving me insane
Ravenscraig floods the sky with orange light as night turns into day
Police radio crackling, local boys seen lurking, out of their minds
Screaming in the night, they’re all driving me insane
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Gold
04:11
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Don't make a sound
I've made it so clear
I'll call you when I want to talk
These thoughts go round
Always so near
You didn't care for me, full stop.
Hit me with the lights I'm on a show
Bathe me in that perfect golden glow
Romanticise my every flaw
In this town we sleep all day
Even though nothing is far away
We lie and lie and lie
We will grow old
There's no resentment
A good time laughing is time well spent
I’ll save myself
You put me on a shelf
It's not a cry for attention or help, no more
Hit me with the lights I'm on a show
Bathe me in that perfect golden glow
Romanticise my every flaw
In this town we sleep all day
Even though nothing is far away
We lie and lie and lie
Hit me with the lights I'm on a show
Raise me up and paint me like van Gogh
Bathe me in gold, set me on fire
In this town we sleep all day
Even though nothing is far away
We lie and lie and lie
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For My Intended
03:44
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Floating in the darkness that has made me of it's own
In my fever of awareness sometimes I can think of home
My mind is full of horror, my eyes can't see the sun
And my soul has long since left me in it's fear of what I've done
Is it like this in Death's other kingdom
Waking alone, is it like this
All this time I've kept you waiting with my diamond in your eyes
Now your face is but a memory, my pledges become lies
I will never come back home again to heal the wounds of time
So I leave you, my Intended, and may death be my last crime
Is it like this in Death's other kingdom
Waking alone, is it like this
Is it like this in Death's other kingdom
Waking alone, is it like this
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Shoogly CT, Spain
Shoogly is an indie-rock band born during the first days of 2017. The members are David Demestres, Andrew McGurk, Sean Gibson and Bill Peake. They have released their first EP "Long Winter" at the beginning of 2018. Despite the different origins of their components -Catalonia, Scotland and England-, they are especially influenced by American folk music and british pop-rock from the 80's and 90's. ... more
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