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Show Me Where To Sign Up
02:36
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Everyone's got opinions I see
Everyone's got a profile but me
Lock me inside the house
And throw away the key
I've got skills they're as useful as snow
On a coal fire that's making me cold
Throw me inside the house
And throw away the key
Cos honey I'm living inside night and day
Shifting mood through shades of grey
But the spring will spring
The shoots will grow
The birds will land
And that's how I know
There's a life in the way that we spin
There's a life in the touching of things
Lay me down in the long grass and forget about me
Cos honey I'm living inside night and day
Shifting mood through shades of grey
But the spring will spring
The shoots will grow
The birds will land
And that's how I know
If I can help with a whisper or note
If I can help in the words I devote
Show me where to sign up
And forget about me
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Somewhere we’re staying sober
While here we’re drinking in
Out of date shop bought lager
Tonic and dregs of gin
Somewhere the light is blinding
While here the dark begins
Somewhere the world keeps turning
While here we’re standing still
But I like standing still
Being alone
Writing music on my own
I like being with you
Being with them
Slaying dragons in forest dens
I’m the lucky one
I feel bad I’m the lucky one
Somewhere a voice is pleading
While here we’re chuckling
Somewhere a cry is fading
While here we’re settling in
But I like settling in and snuggling down
Spending days in my dressing gown
I like feeling love
And spitting rage
Causing problems for problems sake
I like breathing in and screaming out
Staying quiet for hours and hours
I love being with you
And being with them
Cash my chips I’m the lucky one
I’m the lucky one
I feel bad I’m the lucky one
Somewhere the world keeps turning
While here we’re standing still
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What’s so wrong with being forgotten when you’re gone?
What’s so wrong with moving things along?
If I was a bird I’d die unwritten by the passing sky
What’s so wrong with being forgotten when you’re gone?
What’s so wrong with being forgotten when you’re gone?
What’s so wrong with moving things along?
If I was a tree I’d fall unsung, unspoken by them all
What’s so wrong with being forgotten when you’re gone?
While there’s still some light to guide your way
While there’s still some heat to feel
Burn this fire out like a memory
And when it fades away just let it fade away
Tell me what’s to gain from legacy?
Apart from not repeating these mistakes
But then I’ve had a lot of fun just doing what i shouldn’t have done
Maybe that’s the point of legacy
While there’s still some light to guide your way
While there’s still some heat to feel
Burn this fire out like a memory
And when it fades away just let it fade away
Write it down and chuck it in the sea
Press record and smash to smithereens
When I’m gone you’ll have the things you need to mourn in memories
And when it’s done forget me and I’m gone
While there’s still some light to guide your way
While there’s still some heat to feel
Burn this fire out like a memory
And when it fades away just let it fade away
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4. |
Dear Lucy
03:03
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Dear Lucy
I miss you more than the sunshine
The weather is making me pine for your love
Stay now
God keep me close to your voice
The cost of a call leaves us no choice
But to skirt around the difficult ground
Spring will come each this time each year
And loosen all of our ties
And with each spring I hope that we grow
And maybe multiply
I've been wondering how we make a difference
Give a nudge keep the world on its axis
I must confess I don't profess
To know how to right all the wrongs that need righting
To fight all the fights that need fighting
Come here lay and guide my way
Spring will come this time each year
And loosen all of our ties
And with each spring I hope that we grow
And maybe multiply
Strange how the men in the wigs choose the sentence
Demand our respect and our deference
They don't know
The pressure of the daily grind
The ease with which we sway
The faded line of wrong from right
Where I lose my way
Spring will come each this time each year
And loosen all of our ties
And with each spring I hope that we grow
And maybe multiply
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Babbylu
02:53
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We moved away from instant stuff
We moved away from all of us
I've been washing plates and pans
In places where we used to stand
Play our favourite records 'til the morning
We moved away from day to day
The smell of booze and fags and ashtrays
I've been mopping bathroom floors
In places where we used to fall
Writhe around in circles 'til the morning
There's a light in my mind that flickers and flames
A book full of prayers that I couldn't name
The way that I name those nights I spent with you
Babbylu
So here's a glass to teenaged kids
Who think their style and grace will outlive
A plummet into middle age
Sifting through those shades of grey
To find some clothes that last another wearing
There's a light in my mind that flickers and flames
A book full of prayers that I couldn't name
The way that I name those nights I spent with you
Babbylu
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Social Simon Leeds, UK
Singer with Hope & Social. One time singer with Four Day Hombre. Messing around on my own for a bit.
www.socialsimon.co.uk
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