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Counterfeit Sentiment
04:59
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I look in your eyes to my history
And sweet fantasy is all I desire.
And you try to make sense where meanings are few
And what may be true does not inspire:
That we live for rebellion's roll of the dice,
That anti-establishment seems to suffice,
Unless manifest in a price that's nice
And then nothing need be profound;
That our choices they are the devil's ploy,
That we sit and we make all the misery cloy
And striving for salient moments of joy
We cry without making a sound;
And only the best of us,
Well only the best of us,
Yes only the best of us
Will shoulder on through
But as for the rest of us
Well I, well I hope that you, you can too.
I look in your eyes to sweet fantasy
But my misery is all I desire.
And counterfeit sentiment just gets in the way
But all I can say does not inspire:
That here we are sitting in comfort and shame,
Distracting illusions of beauty and fame
And walls of forgetfulness block out the blame
And the ignorance girdled around;
And our choices they are the devil's ploy,
As we sit and we make all the misery cloy
And striving for salient moments of joy
We cry without making a sound;
And only the best of us,
Well only the best of us,
Yes only the best of us
Will shoulder on through
And as for the rest of us
Well I, well I hope that you, you can too.
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Two Hearts
04:42
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Two hearts wake and stir
Within a second they confer
The universe a silver blur between us.
Don't speak, let it be
Unexamined mystery,
Words can make the meaning flee forever.
It seems so easy when life gives us a sign
To a perfect precious place or a sweet and special time.
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way from your heart to mine.
No moment in my life
Cuts me with a verbal knife
Like the words I hear tonight: I love you.
Like a newborn baby I
See the world with different eyes
I'm innocent, I'm empty, come and fill me.
It seems so easy when life gives us a sign
To a perfect precious place or a sweet and special time.
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way from your heart to mine.
It seems so easy when life gives us a sign
To a perfect precious place or a sweet and special time.
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way
And I will kiss you awake in the morning
'Cause a candle lights the way from your heart to mine.
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Lucky Lucky
03:23
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Touch that bitterness,
Scrape that tear away,
Get your act together,
Straighten out your life.
Your greedy heart will know
Another love, another day,
The time was just the excuse,
We set each other free.
And you've discovered it is true
That life is still mortal.
And if what we had was love
Then love is still mortal.
Yeah!
But I could never go there,
I keep those I love locked inside,
I've tasted it before,
And I'll hold it inside.
And love is so hard to hold,
It wavers without trust,
You can trust death over love
Which dies before dust.
But I would not die over you
'Cause death leaves you naked.
And you should not cry over me
Cause tears wash you naked.
So be careful how you love
'Cause love leaves you naked.
Yeah!
You'll tie a tighter knot,
Your heart was built for two,
And you lead a lucky, lucky life.
Yeah you lead a lucky, lucky life.
Yeah you lead a lucky, lucky life.
Yeah you lead a lucky, lucky life.
Yeah you lead a lucky, lucky life.
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Counting
05:38
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Your eyes they hold no comprehension,
I see your lips moving but the sounds mean nothing to me.
Well I just assumed you were counting
But in this world of acceptance you hold no currency.
Did you learn to do this for attention,
Or is it something you don't know you've done?
It's a well-repeated performance
But it's played to an audience of one.
Well our lives and our dreams are theatres,
Where our unheard soliloquies are spun.
But they fail in their capture and conquest
Of more than our empires of one.
We fear nothing more than dementia,
That there's something outside our perception.
There's nothing to us more important,
Than pretending we know our direction.
Those feelings can swell and they sweep you away, away
Into counting what nobody sees.
But they fail, they fail, oh they fail.
Well now you've confined yourself inwards,
Will it be a relief when you leave us?
'Cause living is the drug you've stopped taking
And life the leveller when it cleaves us.
Oh well there's something to be said for dying
Before a grey hair ever gilds your face.
In a perverse twist you're immortal,
When you're frozen in dignified time and space.
Those feelings can swell and they sweep you away, away
Into counting what nobody sees.
But they fail, they fail, oh they fail in their self-centred capture and conquest
Of more, of more than our own little empires of one.
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James Millington London, UK
Composer and sometimes pianist.
Writing game soundtracks for apps and tabletop.
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