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Everything is, everything was torn between what still makes us carry on
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No God reached me, faded films and loving books.
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So bring on the night
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Time is going on.
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No jubilees
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Silent fear seems to help me now.
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We're still so in love with you
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Unbecoming
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God builders, divine losers.
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See all the tears for the walking dead, we've realised there's no going back
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Phoenix Festival 1996. Toronto Warehouse 1999. *some time passes* Toronto Danforth 2015. Royal Albert Hall x2 2016. Manchester, Llandudno, Cardiff 2018. Manchester x2, Birmingham 2019. (I am on the wrong continent, clearly.) Coming up! Silver Spring, Philly, NYC, Toronto 2022 |
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Know that I should never give advice
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The early bird catches the worm... does the worm think that that's the way we all go? last.fm NICKY WIRE'S BASSES Cardiacs, song-by-song |
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Empty souls will leave their homes, to find a place where they're alone, attling memories and hollow bones, leaves a taste so bitter and cold.
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Drop your bombs on all I see, leave this world alone for me
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"There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but Nature more," - Byron 'I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.' (from Sea Fever - John Masefield) "Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all" - Emily Dickinson |
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Engage with your shadow
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Wake up drunk and then fall over.
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