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Nobody Will Find Us
04:29
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you hold your sway,
the light will not divide opinion.
what’s in the way fills the shadows up behind your skeleton
where nobody will find us
nobody will find us in here
we start again.
they told us we would make for nothing.
not out ahead.
we don't steer but we just look without touching
where nobody will find us
nobody will find us in here
you watch and you pray for forgiveness.
you bomb a new day, now you’re guiltless,
where nobody will find us.
nobody will find us in here
you don’t fold when you play and you gamble
because you hope that you’ll stay safely landlocked
where nobody will find us
nobody will find us in here
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2. |
Empire of the Soul
04:09
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We drove it down.
Kingdom and settlement fell beneath our feet.
They beg and call,
Shouting for freedom from arms
and industry
We are the accepted face.
We make the rules for the game.
Carry the gun filled with fatal saving grace.
This is an empire,
I’m sure, 'cos the thing that we fear is the thing we fight for.
This is the empire of the soul.
We stole the past.
Culture and evidence fell beneath our feet.
The small man knelt,
reached for the gun I had given him;
so I took my aim
We are the accepted face.
We make the rules for the game.
Carry the gun filled with fatal saving grace.
This is an empire,
I’m sure, 'cos the thing that we fear is the thing we fight for.
This is the empire of the soul.
Dreams and stories
We destroyed it
Change and market the truth
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3. |
Wrecking Ball
05:50
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i am caught in a web
trapped by something he said
down drainpipes he’s selling us short
with lessons i need to be taught
you can’t use me to be your wrecking ball
i refuse mate to be your wrecking ball
if you choose me to be your wrecking ball
you will lose me just to soften your fall
real time, keeping it slow
impact from the nonsense you sew
the words that come from your mouth
make heavy work for the crowd
i’m on their side not your side this time
i’m on their side not your side of the line
you’re perfect, it’s not about you
it must be what the rest of us do
we’re vile and we’re creatures of hate
please don’t give up on us you are great
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4. |
This Grave
04:12
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Slipping into line for the other one tonight.
Moving in and out; if I'm choosing one, it's the other one.
I don't want the same thing to happen here to you.
And I just want to lie down in this grave tonight,
This grave. Tonight.
And you said we were the only ones,
the only ones, the only ones.
Standing in the line where the gloaming shines its light.
Landing on the side in the murky night without a bite.
I just want the same thing to happen here to you.
And I just want to lie down in this grave tonight,
This grave. Tonight.
And you said we were the only ones,
the only ones, the only ones.
Talking about our future.
You said it wasn't time.
Watching the days slip hopelessly by
You said it wasn't time.
Promising us the future.
You said it wasn't time.
Trailing the hours upon hours upon the sun trips
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5. |
Pretending to Sleep
04:44
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sleep talking investment quickly
sell my soul for a chance
priest is quick to grant forgiveness
where i’m going is hell
it’s impossible to wake someone pretending to sleep
it’s impossible to wake somebody like me
arms break back like spider fractures
bee stings, walking the line
oath sworn, dry mouth, short term, get out,
sandstorm blows me away
head in the sand, feet in the sea,
submerged within nature, and the places I flee.
my form isn’t good but getting better with age
it’s protected by prayer and the minimum wage
a bottle of help is only short lived
we’re slicing up dreams, they’re all allocated
wriggle and squirm, from pressure and time
pretend to myself that I’m doing just fine
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6. |
Bottom Line
04:55
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Nobody is perfect,
But shit rises up.
It builds a roof for all of us underneath the top.
Forget it in the background,
Let its goodness fall.
Levelling the prize down, to benefit us all.
What am I worth to you if I’m alive?
What am I worth to you?
Please sir, did I meet the bottom line or am I dispensable?
Did I meet the bottom line?
Did I toe your party line or was I reprehensible?
Did I toe the party line?
I got a call from daylight,
It seems I’m running late.
Just leave my brain inside the drawer over by the gate.
What am I worth to you if I’m alive?
What am I worth to you?
Please sir, did I meet the bottom line or am I dispensable?
Did I meet the bottom line?
Did I tow your party line or was I reprehensible?
Did I tow the party line?
I can see you up there in your big golden tower.
I can see you up there in your big golden tower.
What you doing up there in your big golden tower?
What you doing up there in your big golden tower?
Trying to reach God, trying to reach God.
What you doing up there in your big golden tower?
Hiding from God, hiding from God.
What am I worth to you if I’m alive?
What am I worth to you?
Please sir, did I meet the bottom line or am I dispensable?
Did I meet the bottom line?
Did I tow your party line or was I reprehensible?
Did I tow the party line?
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7. |
The Box
06:11
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Slingshots and swords in the box
Our evolution got lost
Living it up in the Dark Age saves us lots
Keep our bullets and bombs underground
So we can sleep safe and sound
Hiding in tents filled with thorns that comfort.
Cheer that the war was over before it even began
Cheer that the war was over, didn’t think out a long term plan.
The kids are our slaves in the box
So that our freedom’s not lost
What we can’t see isn’t happening here to us
Keep our bullets and bombs underground
So we can sleep safe and sound
Nothing says freedom like threats and fear so that
We cheer that the war was over before it even began
Cheer that the war was over, didn’t think out a long term plan.
I’ll scratch your back if you scratch mine,
We see you living with no one else in mind.
I’ll step forwards if you look back,
Where you keep living like the world’s a trap.
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8. |
Help Me (if you can)
04:00
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Stay close
Failed pose
This pretence has got us nowhere
The generous, you know they don’t care
Caught out
More drought
taking on a change of heart now
making up for failing big crowds who we never knew said,
Help me if you can I’m on my way back down
Help me kick the can or else I think I’ll sink and drown
And I don’t know if I will float this time around
Slip by
Red night
Everybody there was so proud
Everybody there looked so now when they heard us cry for
Help me if you can I’m on my way back down
Help me kick the can or else I think I’ll sink and drown
And I don’t know if I will float this time around
I had to hit the bottom before I could start climbing up
Could start climbing up again
After I hit the bottle, when I could not get enough,
Could not get enough of it.
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9. |
My Own Excuses
05:30
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one of us must leave this town,
there’s no room for two points of view so
i’ll pick up my pillow and find myself a new place to rest
i can’t breathe, i’m choking on my own excuses
i can’t breathe, i’m choking on what i believe
thoughts don’t fit, with fire that lit.
these juggle sticks and voodoo kicks
bring pain to the weary, i’ve got it written over my face
Centre stage, take the blame,
I don’t know what to say. But I’m coming home anyway.
I have glue, nothing new,
I don’t know what to do, but I’m coming home to you.
In the wings, with the kings,
gorging on power that brings all the wealth possessed sovereign rings
You will fall, when you’re called,
And you wont go before, the right time, I hold a wrecking ball.
I hold your wrecking ball.
you gave me this wrecking ball
you built the wrecking ball
now i’m using it. now i’m using it on you.
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10. |
Traveller
07:07
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Stake a claim, destroy my name with love
Play the same old stupid game and run
I’m a traveller who’s scared to move
A traveller
I’m a traveller who’s scared of moving on
Sliding pieces fall to bits and form
Tight nit circles shelter from the storm
I’m a traveller who’s scared to move
A traveller
I’m a traveller who’s scared of moving on
Coaches moving through my mind,
If you want it you can have it.
Escalator riding time,
If we need it, we can take it.
I’m a traveller who’s scared to move
I’m a traveller who’s scared to move along
I’m a traveller who fears what might go wrong
I’m a traveller who’s scared to move it on
I’m a traveller who’s scared of moving on
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Andy Mort Warwickshire, UK
Andy Mort is a singer-songwriter and ambient sound artist from The Midlands in the United Kingdom. He blends dream-pop with haunting ambient post-rock soundscapes. His music explores what it might mean to be human in a world of anonymising systems, prescriptive algorithms, and rapid innovation. ... more
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