the first three tunes I ever played in public at Sunday Sounds in the Spike, Peckham. It was a squat back then in Winter solstice of 2008. Turns out one of my great ancestors lived and died in the same space at the turn of the 20th Century when it was a workhouse.
As for part 1, years ago in ETC somewhere, actually in a garden in Dulwich darling. Part 2, remnants of the childhood illness and side effects that clearly shaped my life and Part 3, dashing through Euston station is when this one insisted on becoming. all i could was walk as quickly as possible to the underground platform and rummage for a bit of paper. I found a receipt and had a pencil ready and crouched down to scribe. I'd noticed a man with an instrument waiting too and we were then sat next to each other on the train.
'Excuse me', he said, 'I don't mean to pry but I've been reading the words you're writing and they are very powerful, please do keep it up.'
Something like that anyhow. I was on route back to base at the Spike, the home that allowed me to follow my heart and pursue my dreams. Around this time, I quit the establishment. Fullstop.
lyrics
Part 1: Saturn's Returns
I'm wearing clothes for the morning
My stance is a cocoon
My whole body is just a shell of me
For my heart has left the room
My soul left before my heart
They are waiting for my mind
And when they have the all of me
There'll be nothing left behind
Part 2: AEIOU
I’ve been thinking about this life we are living
And I don’t know if I’m ever going to figure it out
And I’ve been wondering about this path we are wandering
And sure enough I’m still wondering where we are aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat.
People talking but our minds go walking
Do we ever listen honestly?
People looking but our eyes are merely blinking
Oh tell me is something that we really seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?
Trapped by fear and hemmed in by life
We’re fed a daily diet of lies
Peoples’ greeds and socities’ needs
Are miseducated and they make me want to criiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiy.
There seems to be confusion about the mental constitution
Of the people who lead from the top
Well when are we going to realise that it really isn’t a surprise
That even at death they do not stoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooop?
We’ve been teaching wrongs and not been doing rights
And led to this state of severe untruth
You’d think we’d have learnt by now
But somehow still manage to screw up what we do between me and youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.
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