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Another Sinking Ship

Liars
Shape my frown
I see through your words
Stone down like a hound
Liars
Faceless clowns

As the dove rains(x2)

There's no ambition, told from vision
Pre-recorded maze of wisdom
Bland Street Bloom, a moronic feeling

No ambition, plague of pidgeons
Twisted up in your maze of wisdom

Days Are Dreamed

[Music: Weller, Foord, Pinney, Leach, Goodman, Abi Fry (viola); lyrics: Mikee W. Goodman]

The deepest eyes that I have known
The sadness beamed a light so beautiful

A heart can glow

Flogging the horses
Report in the office
Camels walking free
Drinking honey tea

Flogging the horses
Report in the office
Camels walking free

When all the hail seems far away
In my sight
Like it won't ever rain here
In this light, In this light

Let me sit right by your side
In this light
Let me sit right there

Is this the desperate mile?
Are the seagulls hungry still?
Did the pond run out of water?
Turn into a motorway?
Did the forest see itself slaughtered and modelled into decay?
Did the kitten pur?
Did the mermaid slur?
I can't see a wind of wind of a way

Yes, no, yes, no, maybe, no
All you're going to hear in this world that rocks and rolls
Something mistaken, a dream taken from magazine fiction
I fear and so I turn
Wake up now listen, nothing's like it should be
Well, now I've got a taste, well now I've got a part of the friction
(Something I)Something I missed out on
Something I must have missed out on

An inquisitive mind
Will always tune into the world beyond.
Curiously you'll find yourself
Observing it all with intrigue.
So keep a close eye
Such a detailed awareness
Helps you to feel alive...
You're always watching,

We saw the golden age
Digitally decay
Under the ruins now
I see a carrion crow, carrion crow
Now he be championing
These philistine philosophies
This wretched industry
Keeps on spitting out clones, spitting out clones

Sanguine seas of bigotry
Death in the squandering for
A feat for the king of serpents
The malice in the smog

He's wicked, he's mad
Blood rag clad under his suit (under his sanguine seas of bigotry suit)
This malice in the air

Yeah, I've seen your second face
What is your moral for today, is it still lies and trickery?
I don't understand why
This man has a thousand faces.
How can I put my trust in this presentation?
What is your little scheme today?
It was so cool before you came.

The minds of power, devour nature
Where can I find the four-leaf clover?

Why do we wonder and where do we wander to?
Thousands suffer, we sleep, they starve, we eat
Instead of fighting, why not feed & cloth the poor?
I hear some screams but none of them are for joy
World full of greed and so much suffering

Well, I built you up
To be something that you were not
Something too good, something bright,
Something too perfect, too right
Goodnight, now you're running out of Sight, goodnight
Say it once again

I built you up to be something you were not

Lookah yonder!

A big black cloud come!
Yes, a big black cloud come.

Come to the Tupelo,
Come to the Tupelo.

You will never really know until you've learned to lead
Never understand until you've sown the seed
You can gather information with the will to read
But you'll never really know until you've sown the seed

We live and learn to fly away
Travel through the clouds and fly away
Thought to save a blessing some days learned