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Out of Here
02:36
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One more second, won’t you wait
Just one more minute, one last day
The time has gone, it won’t be long to wait
Till we’re out of here
Till we’re out of here
Yeh we’re out of here
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2. |
Epoch
04:50
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Here it comes, the end of time, flowing like sweet red wine
And there she goes, the falling sky, did you ever see the stars so bright?
This Epoch, this Holocene, this Pleistocene, this Quaternary
Let’s slip out this ageing scene, it’s clear to see you’re in a hurry
Here she comes, the edge of time, gliding like a surgeon’s knife
And there it goes, the rising tide, did you ever catch a wave so wild?
This Epoch, this Holocene, Anthropocene, this Quaternary
Let’s rip up this age old scene, it’s clear to see you’re in no hurry
Slow to start, we’re building speed, another day bleeds to the evening
Slow to start, I’m building speed, just one more year is all I’ll need
Slowly sliding to the deep end, pick a pattern, keep repeating
All this time and so much speed, another year, another please
Neck deep in my own thoughts, there’s no recourse
Head up in my own cloud, just don’t look down
In debt to myself and everyone else
It’s not me, it’s them, with the hand of the devil
Here it comes, the rise and fall, bouncing like a ping pong ball
This Epoch, this Holocene, this Pleistocene, this Quaternary
Let’s slip out this ageing scene, it’s clear to see you’re in no hurry
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3. |
The Go Slow
02:42
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The last frost silvers the morning, the birds elating
The clouds swap silver for gold as the sun is waking
This go slow has frozen us both
And it’s so good to be out of the cold
I love you and want you to know
A last gasp on the horizon, the storm inhaling
The clouds strobe silent and gold as the drum roll fading
This go slow has broken us all
And it’s so good to be out of the storm
I love you to the edge of it all
The sun is always rising somewhere
This go slow’s been holding us both
And it’s so good, so good to let go
And I love you and hope that you know
The sun is always rising somewhere
The clock swaps minutes for moments, the birds elating
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4. |
Stop These Games
03:28
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Don’t think I should bend the rules
But I couldn’t play straight if I wanted to
And the rules keep changing
Shouldn’t need to explain your moves
To the creatures that live under you
Or the roads I am taking
But you can’t stop these games
You can’t stop these games
It’s not black and white, it’s black and blue
By the time I’m done, by the time I’m through
With the truth I am shaping
It’s not real, not tangible
Just as I say, not as I do
In the role, I am playing
But you can’t stop these games
You can’t stop these games
You can’t stop these games
Oh you can’t stop these games
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5. |
The Devil's Time
06:12
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I’m waking up, I’m racing time, chasing shapes and numbers, words and lines
But from the light the darkness shine, dredging detail on the devil’s time
Scratching detail from detail
I’m working hard, I’m reaching up, I got my eye hooked on the higher stuff
I give it all, it’s not enough, if less is more do you want more of less when that’s all I have left?
One small step on the left, am I in heaven or hell?
One small slip on the right to paint a Jackson Pollock abstract of my life
My head it burns, my heart it yearns to chase the sunset up the northern fells
To take the air from high above, I got my eye hooked on the higher stuff
The city choke so far below, I reach the peak with nowhere else to go, nothing left but hope
One small step on the left, am I in heaven or hell?
One small slip on the right and I’m a pretty pattern on the rocks below
One more step on the edge, am I in heaven or worse?
One small slip on the ledge and I’m a Jackson Pollock abstract of myself
Upon this peak, I’ll make my peace
With all I’ve ever been and will ever be
The light I seek, sets here for free
On all this beauty I could never see tumbling down my feed
It’s not enough, it’s not enough, is that enough?
Then if you had enough of reaching up, of aiming high but feeling low
From fear of what the future hold
All the tales that we’ve been sold, they’re getting tired they’re getting old
They’re ours to keep or ours to throw
But on and on and on we scroll, like spinning plates about to fall and if they do or if they don’t
And rising tension, falling odds of atom bombs about to launch and if they will or if they won’t
And all these things we can’t control
One small step to the left, am I in heaven or hell?
One small slip on the ledge to paint a Jackson Pollock abstract of myself
To fall apart, it’s modern art
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6. |
Your Sweet Time
02:59
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A red light to your arrangements
A headline to hide away from
Now wash your wild imaginations
This sunshine is contagious
Time given, not taken, not by your side
God knows that I should not waste your sweet time, your sweet time
The blue skies of isolation
The white lies of their persuasions
To wash your hands of obligation
A plus sign for the equations
Time given, not taken, not when you’re mine
If all this is just time wasted I will gladly bide my sweet time, your sweet time
Time given, not taken, time given
Your sweet time, your sweet time
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7. |
More Time, More Speed
04:04
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Girl this situation was born of escalation
For your consideration, this distant constellation
And time bends while you’re waiting, a black hole of my own making
With no deceleration and no illumination
Don’t stop to breathe, more time, more speed
All the days we should have set free
All this on me, all the times we
That last conversation, still background radiation
And your considerations, distant observations
But time stops while you’re waiting, a law of my own making
With no acceleration and no renumeration
Don’t stop to speak, more time, more speed
All the days we could have cut free
All this on me, all the times he
Don’t stop, don’t speak, more time, more speed
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8. |
Yesterday Is Done
03:54
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I’m sorry, two words, too much air between them
These worries, hot coals to the cold of the ocean
Bleach these blues white on the sand
Are you ready for the end?
You can’t undo what’s done
We can’t rewind what’s run
So I’ll count these days to come
Yesterday is done
I’m sorry, two words, too much earth beneath them
These memories, hard cold like the stones I’m still holding
Toss these rocks, gifts to the deep
Are you ready to release?
You can’t undo what’s done
We can’t rewind waters run
So I’ll count these days from one
Yesterday is done
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Rapeseed and road
Cumulus grows
Hands off the wheel
Eyes to the fields
But you’ll never know how I really feel
Caught in a landslide and I’m valley deep
These seeds that grow
Thorn tree from rose
Eyes from the screen
Then this machine will guide us all
But you’ll never know how I really feel
The cause of the landslide and I’m underneath
You’ll never know how I really feel
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10. |
Hold Tight
02:43
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Hold tight, there’s just no way out
From the blinding here and now
Hold fast, there’s just no way back
Through the velvet black that’s past
Hold tight, there’s just no way out
From the blinding here and now
Hold tight, there’s just no way out
From the blinding here and now
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11. |
Time Is a Burning Wheel
02:16
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Turn on the radio
TV to feel some glow
Mind where your mind may roam
No time for time alone
Last night I saw you walking
But I couldn’t hold the weight of talking
To and fro about the bands we loved
Then my thoughts were fast and falling
I can’t hold this weight of nothing
Momentarily weightless in the road
So next time you see me walking
Could we just smile and keep from talking
Till the time that I can bear the load
These days are fast and fleeting
I can’t stop the past repeating
Time is a burning wheel without you love
Turn up your radio
TV to feel the glow
Mind where your mind may roam
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12. |
Atoms (Bonus Track)
03:48
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The light through your window
The dust how it moves
Suspended in sunbeams
The atoms of you
No nothing is stationary
We’re entropy’s proof
We drift and disorder
The energy move
From the heat of one moment
Our universe cools
Bodies in motion
Just passing through
No, no , no, no, no, no, no
I hang from that notion
Like a marionette moves
Pulled into motion
By the weight of these shoes
Imbued but emboldened
I’ll rip the page new
By sunset I’m folding
And drinking for two
Seek nothing from permanence
Girl the pendulum spares no brass for you
Another year over, the dust didn’t move
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no ,no, no, no, no, no
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Pavey Ark Hull, UK
Pavey Ark are a cinematic indie-folk band from Yorkshire.
Atmospheric vocals, strings and horns
glide over finger-picked guitar, melodic bass and complex percussion, giving a beautiful sound that evades immediate comparison.
Upon further listening, the band’s influences start to reveal themselves – from the ’60s and ’70s folk of Jackson C. Frank and Love, to Nick Drake and Radiohead.
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