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Lowercase
03:49
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I can step in between
A view they couldn’t believe
I can step to the side
Where no distance is wide
My arms extended to the sky
My entire body turns light for a while
Life’s more fun in lowercase
On the run without a chase
When telling my life story
Perspective is reality
Hazy view through a telescope
Like baptising the Pope
My hands are portals I hope
Life’s more fun in lower case
On the run without a chase
Oh, how we fit together
I wondered what that means
You used to be obsessed with wasabi peas
You don’t buy them anymore
Punching moths to feel safe
Under the stairs when it gets late
Punching moths to feel safe
Under the stairs when it gets late
Walking through the trees
Feeling so alive
No one can see me
Beaming like a searchlight
A day like this could be contagious
In well manicured old mazes
Life’s more fun in lowercase
On the run without a chase
Life’s more fun in lowercase
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2. |
Missed Connection
03:41
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Missed connection
I’ve been trying to reach you
Bend your timeline
Around your mind and find
Ten thousand chances
Squandered while I wandered
Kicking rocks and stones
To fathoms unknown
Stop staring at the moon
Notice my little clues
Connect up the dots
Check your blind spots
Missed connection
I’ve been trying to reach you
Come around mine
House number nine
Don't run and hide
From mysteries in the sky
A distant outlier’s
So far from your fire
Stop staring at the moon
Notice my little clues
Light bulbs will pop
Pennies will drop
I’ve always been here
Among the dogs and bears
I’ve always been here
For all of these years
Stop staring at the moon
Notice my little clues
Connect up the dots
Check your blind spots
Stop staring at the moon
Notice my little clues
Light bulbs will pop
Pennies will drop
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3. |
Last I Saw You
03:40
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Last I saw you
Perched on a roof
Disarmed and aloof
Enthused but confused
Where are we going with this?
What’s coming next?
Time waits for me
By an old fire
Pulls apart feathers
Writes me long letters
Last I saw you
Night and fog in the car
Spinning plates and stars
The tape plays on repeat
Where are we going with this?
What’s coming next?
Time waits for me
By an old fire
Pulls apart feathers
Writes me long letters
Holding on to what’s real
It’s a vintage feel
Like I never grew older
Heart songs of our age
Sparking up my brain
A nostalgic refrain
Some dive brings it back
So much to unpack
And rest, rest
Time waits for me
By an old fire
Pulls apart feathers
Writes me long letters
Time waits for me
By an old fire
Pulls apart feathers
Writes me long letters
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Chattering in Raptures
03:51
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When you came back with a flying hug
And we caught up over a jug
Strawberry mango lime
You used to scorn I’m too mainstream
And boring, unlike your dreams
Shelved them all for old cliches
What would your young self say?
That nuclear residential
Suppressing your potential
You swear you’ll leave tomorrow
And I’m finding a bridge to borrow
Violin girl on the precipice
Telling herself “I need this”
You talked about when you were tripping
Until I couldn't stand it
And I'm not sure that it all happened
The people under the floor
Chattering in raptures
Later when the whiskey starts to kick in
Thinking ‘bout all the lives I’ve done
That you’ll never know
The river didn’t take you far
But I’m long long gone
I’m not that scared little deer
Toughing it out one more year
Not like you
No, no, no way
No, no, no way
No, no, no way
I’m not like you
(Repeats x2)
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5. |
Garden Variety
03:38
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The declarations you just can’t quite make
An exposé saved for the next bell day
You’re up late with all these forgotten memories
Mind like a forest of gnarled old apple trees
Everything will blow over
The badger and boulder
It’s something that you can’t write down or explain
It doesn’t wash away when you shower and drain
Wobbles on a long haul plane over the sea
An overdue debut but you’re clumsy in the street
Everything will blow over
The badger and boulder
Up and over when you shake it out
Come on then send it, change your life now
Familiar storm brewing up inside of me
Common garden variety anxiety
Everything will blow over
The badger and boulder
Lie down under a dark sky
Ignore the mud tonight
There’s not a bug in sight
Watch the satellites
Wish on the meteorites
Everything will be alright
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6. |
That'll Be a Mood
03:43
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Friends are on my back
To write a happy track
Said your songs are too sad
Would some romance be so bad?
Well
I've tried chords and humming
The magic wasn't coming
It needs to be a great tune
Only a banger will do
Really what I want to say
Is let's go on a date
Let it take about three days
So buckle up buttercup
We could hike the highest hills
And admire the gorgeous views
Open up a Grand Cru
A platter of great food
Yeah that'll be a mood
You in my favourite shirt
Me in my pocket dress
That would be the very best
That would be the very best
On bean bags with the sky above
I'll point out all the stars I love
Take a photo or two
A cosy night I’d share with you
Yeah that'll be a mood
You in my favourite shirt
Me in my pocket dress
That would be the very best
Is this happy enough for ya?
Yeah that'll be a mood
You in my favourite shirt
Me in my pocket dress
That would be the very best
Yeah that'll be a mood
You in my favourite shirt
Me in my pocket dress
That would be the very best
You in my favourite shirt
Me in my pocket dress
That would be the very best
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7. |
Stay All Night
03:53
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You’ve made my head all spun
And I can’t tell anyone
We’ll sneak around again
When the time is right
And I don't want to kick you out
But you can't stay all night
I wish one day you might
Hope famously dies last, last
Open up the cellar door
Let out what’s inside
Thumbnails and dares
Coat tails and scares
Dusted and rusted
Ever wondered why
I’ll see you in my sleep
It won’t be anywhere else
And I don't want to kick you out
But you can't stay all night
I wish one day you might
Hope famously dies last, last
A rabble rousing fuss
Forged in the stars
Can I pay the prices?
Existential crisis
Veering into a curve
I am making my world
More than myths and fables
And I don't want to kick you out
But you can't stay all night
I wish one day you might
Hope famously dies last, last
And I don't want to kick you out
But you can't stay all night
I wish one day you might
Hope famously dies last, last
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8. |
Get the Eagle
03:06
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Looking glass
Magic window
A picnic a lifetime ago
Anna's playing with the Panther
While you're shrinking in the carpet
You didn't know what it all meant then
You'll know in another five or ten
She can't wait for us to meet up
A nameless life unstuck
Dare you to get the eagle
Bet it’s not even evil
Feeling transcendental
It's not the end at all
No need to fear the circus
It doesn't want to hurt us
The apple of your eye
Could be your bread butter and jam
If you let it take you by the hand
And submit to gravity
Dare you to get the eagle
Bet it’s not even evil
Feeling transcendental
It's not the end at all
Scent of winter arriving
Flapping of some wings
Pink lady circling
Tell me the truth Ella
Not my real name
Now I have no choice
Dare you to get the eagle
Bet it’s not even evil
Feeling transcendental
It's not the end at all
Dare you to get the eagle
Bet it’s not even evil
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Tangled up in Flowers
03:31
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Bees are in a drawer
An awful book of poetry
You're having a bath in a sequined gothic dress
I want to know the answers to the universe and panthers
I see all the colours
I'm tangled up in flowers
I’m tangled up in flowers
Alligators on the beach were wrestling for my kids
Dogs on motorbikes looking Nigel like
Alice is getting higher and lower in long clogs
I see all the colours
I'm tangled up in flowers
I’m tangled up in flowers
Secret mansions in the walls
Night time lobbing tennis balls
Microwaves are stuffed with clothes
Blame bats or murderous dolls
Low flying jets
High heels in ice
Snipers on the roof
I see all the colours
I'm tangled up in flowers
I’m tangled up in flowers
I’m tangled up in flowers
?? Love sign dove xylophone riding
?? White horse weird friends popular diving
?? Jumping jacks the brunch attacks
?? Gas man pipe and Peter Pan
?? Right from wrong stand up proud
?? Mouthing words from streaming clouds
?? Flying down a moat in France
?? There we march the Queen’s house!
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The strange particles over me
Mirroring me from all I seem
A raindrop in the breeze
Everything recedes
Pupils are getting wide
Taking in time and light
Next was never now
Before was still to come
You look like I’m yesterday
The tyranny of far away
Past, present, and future
I will always remember
Twenty one thirty fifteen
Couldn’t build a time machine
I’ll see you the long way round
When we’re waiting to astound
Four went around in circles
Straightening the angles
Flying tiger and the eagle
Waiting for the boom
You look like I’m yesterday
The tyranny of far away
Past, present, and future
I will always remember
You look like I’m yesterday
The tyranny of far away
Past, present, and future
I will always remember
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