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Alma Road
04:40
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Verse 1
This is a song about my friends, how we've loved and lost and are reckless to the end,
I grew up in Northern England same place loads of rough folk did,
I reside amongst academics that I dreamt of as a kid,
I've got friends from a place called Cranleigh but I'm not sure where that is,
At least I know of London and I thank god I did,
If you're not from round here, or somewhere close to Leeds,
If you're anywhere south of Manchester you're southern to me,
Pre-Chorus
My middle-England geography is not what it should be,
Come on and let me tell you what's important to me,
Chorus
The nights, the sights, the rights and the wrongs,
You order food and i'll write a song,
We'll play, and don't you say that it's a waste of time because,
You're the greatest friends I've ever come across,
Verse 2
We'll sit for hours talking about life, the rights, the wrongs, the greatest songs and our views on the afterlife,
A few of us with girlfriends, a couple nearly there, she's the love of my life but I won't forget you guys I swear,
Happiness is a pint of bitter that you haven't paid for, a broken telecaster and that amp you can't afford,
We didn't have all that much money but we got by okay, and we weren't all that cultured, but far from Jezza K,
Pre-Chorus
I blew all my money on a tanglewood that I can barely play,
Spoken words are the hardest, but here's what I should say,
Chorus
The nights, the sights, the rights and the wrongs,
You order food and i'll write a song,
We'll play, and don't you say that it's a waste of time because,
You're the greatest friends I've ever come across,
Bridge
The place where my friends dwell the food's still not free,
But we're all in the pub, it feels like home to me,
They gave me a place, in from the rain I head to,
Pre-Chorus
This song's for all the musicians in my life,
Let's hope you all can sing it, later on tonight,
Chorus
The nights, the sights, the rights and the wrongs,
You order food and i'll write a song,
We'll play, and don't you say that it's a waste of time because,
You're the greatest friends I've ever come across,
Outro
The place where my friends dwell the food's still not free,
But we're all in the pub, it feels like home to me,
They gave me a place, in from the rain I head to,
So Harry and Sam, this one's for you
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2. |
Ghosts
03:38
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Verse
Calm it down, Morrissey when no-one's being good to me, need your empathetic words in my ear,
When the ghosts of past lives are seen, passing through new lives what does it mean?
To be missed, they need not be remembered,
Spirits through the broken glass, we though these ghosts would never pass,
See them held up to the sun, see no reflection,
The ocean stretches vast and wide, the most obscure place to hide, memories of a boy that they once knew,
Maybe that was never truly me or a new wave's how I want to be,
See me crash up on the shores of a new life,
Washed out with the changing tides, not a permanent place to hide,
But close enough so that we can start again,
Chorus
Tell me we'll never die, or that we can't know what's inside,
Tell me, to never cry, but don't frequent, crying yourself,
Tell me to walk these streets, anonymous but never weak,
Tell me whenever we, walk through into the unknown,
We'll set up our camp, and we'll call it home,
Outro
Washed out with the changing tide, not a permanent place to hide,
But close enough so that we can start again
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3. |
My Own Man
04:10
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Verse 1
I always said, that i'd be the one who stayed,
But that was clear well before yesterday,
So I light a cigarette and smoke all my troubles away,
Walk on the beach, a lifetime of finding small parts,
Of memories seep through the cracks in my shoes, to my heart,
You're infused, in m life, every single part,
Now your memory is bleeding through my art,
Chorus
Step out the door, on the first day that i'm my own man,
Try to prove to myself I don't need your legs to stand,
I walk a while to drag my body out the sand,
Only to find, that the grains have bled into my hands,
Verse 2
Two new girls, two long months and I remain a mess,
Pip i'm sorry for being a dick I was just looking for progress,
Adding more mistakes, whilst shaking off the excess,
It came clear, that heartbreak brings out the worst in us all,
We'll drink up, throw up, just fuck up, then begin to talk,
Vent my heart to my friends, on a bathroom floor,
Cause my darling, now I miss you even more,
Chorus
Step out the door, on the first day that i'm my own man,
Try to prove to myself I don't need your legs to stand,
I walk a while to drag my body out the sand,
Only to find, that the grains have bled into my hands,
Bridge
Okay I'm sat here still venting, still angry at what you did,
Yeah babe just chuck it all away, fuck up the happiness that we had,
My friends are fuck ups too, but at this cheer up thing they're not bad
Okay I'm sat here still venting, still angry at what you did,
Yeah babe just chuck it all away, fuck up the happiness that we had,
My friends are fuck ups too, but at this cheer up thing they're not bad...
Chorus
Step out the door after three months of being my own man,
Yeah the world still looks the same, perhaps a little less fake tan,
But that's the last negative thing I think I can stand,
Cause darling, you made my year,
So I hope the next guy is okay, and you don't throw that one away,
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4. |
Reformation
04:04
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Verse 1
In the darkest corner where no-one sets foot, we're surrounded by mist and shit out of luck,
They'll throw down tonight and take us for a ride, it's a sport to them, left hook! Now step to your right,
We dodge and we weave through the dark of the night, mother your baby's dead, can't put up a fight,
Lost to the land, there's no light beyond, as they break your bones, know, your spirit is strong,
Chorus
As we're cast out, into the aether, we breathe the clean air at last,
The quiet girl feels the ground shake beneath her,
Reach a point of salvation, this is a reformation,
Verse 2
With menacing eyes their weapons are drawn, not the morals of a war but still fighting till dawn,
We take the moral high ground for ourselves, there's fuck all that does to get us out of this hell,
My body is tied but my soul's let free, manages to drift back to the fight 'cause you see,
They take all we've got, bind our hands till we scream,
By your deviance you're defined and our morals make us free,
Chorus
As we're cast out, into the aether, we breathe the clean air at last,
The quiet girl feels the ground shake beneath her,
There'll be no hope if we dwell in the past,
Bridge
So take me, down to the river, cleanse me of the sins of my past,
Not even my sunday best keeps me morally in line,
Strive for salvation,
We crush, their souls in our hands, now society isn't seized by fear,
Under our fingernails, lies the dirt of these lands,
Strive for salvation, we see no reformation
Chorus
As we're cast out, into the aether, we breathe the clean air at last,
The quiet girl feels the ground shake beneath her,
Reach a point of salvation, we need reformation,
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Jake Tyrrell Leeds, UK
Singer/Songwriter from Leeds, often found serenading empty rooms.
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