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The Art of Loneliness
04:34
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Sleeping in a made-up bed
Strange dreams a guarantee
We eat eggs and we eat bread
Drink too much beer and coffee
Sunlight through the open window falls
And Crawls across my face
Highlighting all the flaws, never to be erased.
And you need to hydrate
Because of all the booze and shit, you drank & ate… Last night.
Load the van and hit the road
Purchase gas and shades
Nick Cave is on the radio
To guide our morning daze
The difference in architecture holds attention slightly more
Meaninglessly meaningful
Excited yet unsure...
The highway hisses by
Indulge an English moan
Another cloudless sky
Think a little about home.
Sit on the street
Sing on the bridge
Swim in the lake with Kat and Nick & Tish
Where I had little choice
Where I was just one voice…
The world has gone to shit
As I’m sat here writing this
Six hundred miles away wrapped up in my own selfish schtick
We’re all phoneys, we’re all dicks
And my country makes me sick...
But there's the small things too I guess
We’re all so beautifully less than we all thought we were
A long and steady line
Human evolution takes time
Wandering the streets
Staring at the glow sewn to our hands
This modern visual definition of ‘alone’
The Art of Loneliness
Seems we have it down to a tee
The Art of Loneliness
Won’t you login and be lonesome with me?
And in the lights .. We’ll glow.
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The People & the Places
04:27
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Streets familiar like an old friend, but not so kindly or fond.
They stir up many a memory, some of joy, some best forgotten.
Baby birds can’t find their way back home
A blustery wind it blocks their path
As the waves crash upon the rocks my sea salt tears are the aftermath
And as I walk this desolation row
Unfriendly faces pass me by
Alone and happy in my mind
A passing Stranger now am I
Now onwards, toward the light
Thinking about the words I never got to write down
Such a sad life and no one around here likes a frown
All those things I never got to say
The people and the places
The ones that got away from me
But I’m a lucky boy, it seems.
Tried to break me but I fought back
Tried to, sedate me with your gloom attack
Oh, but for these thoughts in my head
The fussing and the fighting, the things that were said ..
Maybe all that shit was just a state of mind
Manufactured by conditions that you supplied, So readily, oh whoa is me
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Twisted Forms
03:52
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Sat alone in a London Park again
My friends
I will wait until it gets dark and what then?
And where are you now as I get lost in this crowd ..
Of dead eyes
My bags on my shoulder, my book in my hand, people watching
I’m lonesome but that comes from a change, & these days I feed from my emotions
Why won’t it bend, why must it break?
I love the trees and all of their twisted forms.
I love the old ones best, all gnarly and forlorn.
My bags on my shoulder, my book in my hand, people watching
I’m lonesome but that comes from a change, & these days I feed from my emotions
Why won't it bend, why must it break?
And where are you now, as I get lost in this crowd.
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Fire in the Mountain
06:16
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This ain’t no trailer for a film
No fist clench, rousing, sofa music build
This is reality
You know you only have yourselves
Power = Wealth
This is normality
It's not the ones upon the stage
Shouting from the pedestal
Making change
United we won't fall
Drop your ego
Let it go
Sisters, brothers
Turn the dial back to the start
So I can lay down in your open heart and breath
Can we take another go
This time we'll listen
This time we'll know
But we offer no guarantees
I want to wholly love you
But sometimes ... I cannot stand to stand upon you
This ain’t no memory of a dream
Juxtaposition of a conscious theme
This is real
It's not the cogs upon the wheel but this raw emotion that we feel that must be seen
No, don’t shoot the messenger, we must dig deep
We’ve spent far to much time asleep
Harness your anger and your ability
We must take down the manager of the facility
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Awake
06:39
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Into the Night
03:57
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The lines, seem so blurred these days
Uncanny valley in so many ways
Our connection to the world .. and what's it worth?
One step forward and two steps back
A demagogue on a truth attack
Just keep your eye on the birds flying high, far above the Earth
You drink hard and you drink long
Until you pour your heart out into a song
But it don't make no difference to your situation
Collective endorsement of a liberal state
Snorting those likes at an alarming rate
Hushed tones, meaningful nods, celebrity obsession with the dead like they’re gods.
But tonight
He puts his pen down and sighs
For he knows the hour has come
And this time, he ain’t gonna run
Puffs up his chest and gets dressed
In the clothes he loves the best
Ragged shirt, jeans and coat
An old scarf tied around his throat
And this is him
His moment of recognition
She’s finally made the choice
To stand up and raise her voice
And to whichever end
She can no longer pretend
And as she turns off all the lights
Still not sure if she’s wrong or right
Thanks God that she’s no longer torn
Hearts nearly break from the warmth
As they Step into the night
Close your eyes see the blood run
We’ll face these floods before they come
We are the scientific monkeys and we’re running with the bomb
Call your friends, call your family, call anyone.
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Becoming
05:46
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Solitude the Saviour
05:34
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As I wandered through a murder of crows upon a field
A swell in the stomach
And a yielding in my eyes
I thought of friendship and of solitude
As I rambled on unto a place I know, not I
Kids are fun but they're annoying the same time
They smile so sweet but when they throw their comforts down .. And down again
Our little repetitive friends ...
That's when my smile begins to turn around
Now that may sound cold
But I'm as warm as summer rain
I love the innocence, the honesty, the fun
And I guess my thoughts on this may one day change .. when I find the patience of a saint or the answer to my sum.
I want a world, where everything is wild!
But I'm held back by these commodities and styles
I want it all but perhaps I'm in denial
Come back and see me in the morning.
I have a loving family and many a good friend
I have a girl that I love like laughter
I'm still the baby in so many ways
But I just need less looking after
Now my friends have gone back home and my girl is working hard
My brother too, he's a real grafter
I was invited to a festival of fun
Song and drink and food and laughter
I had to decline, this here offer true and kind
These people sense something of my nature
But these past few years there is one thing I did find.
That solitude can be a saviour
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Mock Deer London, UK
A Self-taught Musician with a unique playing and writing style.
Debut full-length LP 'The Art Of
Loneliness' is out now.
Incredible! - Rough Trade
“Transfixingly crushing, cinematically resonant, Alt-Indie folk – AnR Factory
“A thoughtful commentary on modern society” – Americana UK
“Most thoughtful and reflective of our times” – Echoes & Dust
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