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Lilliputia
08:32
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little strangers, ‘blue bottles’, blue and grey leaves you wear
peep from cupboards, behind curtains, lie on the carpets there
But you’re not there, you were never there
the double, double beat of the thundering drum
The ground departs, fiction builds fact, hand in hand in Mythscience
We make difference when we look for difference
and draw out lines where there are no divides
where human ends, alien begins
where there’s space, I’ll find you there
little strangers, blue bottles
now they’re a part of me
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Byker Hill
08:54
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Byker Hill, I am set alight, in your presence I’ll turn up my collar and stare at the ground
Byker Hill, run down to the valley, where the river will clog up with concrete and shattered out rubble.
Byker Hill, ‘if I had another penny, I’d run it to the ground’
We’d the rest of our lives to walk on that hill
We’d the rest of our lives to climb
We’d the rest of our lives to walk on that hill
where the view will not change, so why not start?
Byker Hill, windswept mound of living. Mountain of dirt and weight on my shoulders
Byker Hill that curve, that line, that ribbon. Tower and turn the farm into a satellite.
Byker Hill, ‘if I had another penny, I’d run it to the ground’
We’d the rest of our lives to walk on that hill
We’d the rest of our lives to climb
We’re the sum of our lives, in part, and forgiving
where the view will not change, so why not start?
Byker Hill, ‘if I had another penny, I’d run it to the ground’
We’d the rest of our lives to walk on that hill
We’d the rest of our lives to climb
Why not get a head start towards the beginning?
where the view will not change, so why not start?
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Beatriz
07:05
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Beatriz: it cost me everything I had, in the end it wasn’t that much
it’s a game, and the rules we make ourselves, still it sends us backwards
those golden words went spinning over pages, spiralling a coastline
he told me that he found it in the basement, under stairs, shimmering a secret
“if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean that I don’t
if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean that I don’t
if you don’t see anything, if you don’t see anything, and forget it all
if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean I did it all for you”
[I did it all for you]
Down the stairs, in the dark I saw a light, spinning in a circle
there were worlds, with all the measurements drawn out, and every single angle
what I wanted, he assured me would be there. All the missing moments
It’s a shame, in the lie he told the truth. I got to see all, but none of you
“if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean that I don’t
if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean that I don’t
if you don’t see anything, if you don’t see anything, and forget it all
if you don’t see anything, doesn’t mean I did it all for you”
[I did it all for you]
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“…or the deal’s off”
04:37
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If you feel that way
give me
just one
it can
be secret
my words, my consent
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I’d feel sorry for you…
if you feel that way
I mean, if you feel that way
it’s just
your imagination
that’s crossing
those wires
my words, my dissent
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I’d feel sorry for you
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The Palps Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
[Good, wholesome, ethical music for fans of intellectual lo-fi prog
rock.]
The Palps' music has been described as "quietly monumental" and "cinematic", and at other times redolent of Sabbath and Sonic Youth.
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