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Everything won't do
03:59
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What have you got, you don’t need
What do you grab as flames surround you?
What is the first name that you call?
The wolves are at the door
I got everything – And you got everything
But we got nothing – We got nothing
I got everything but.... Everything won’t do
In the mansions on the hills
Panelled walls will confine you
Freelance friends & hired help
This world will define you
I got everything – And you got everything
But we got nothing – We got nothing
I got everything but.... Everything won’t do
Everything won’t do. Everything won’t do
Where do you run when locks are broke?
How do you cope, when all desert you?
King of nothing, queen of it all
Close your eyes and saw the fall
I got everything – And you got everything
But we got nothing – We got nothing
I got everything but.... Everything won’t do
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2. |
Radio Silence
03:46
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Radio Silence. Radio Silence
Nothing moves on the frequency today
The whispers on the breeze – That the dead air blew away
Heavy clock. Tick Tock…………
Then the band strikes up at 11.01
And the music starts to play
Radio Silence. Radio Silence
Nothing moves on the frequency today
Silent ghosts tune in and quietly tune away
Remember the lost and lonely run away
Then the band strikes up at 11.01
And the music starts to play
Radio Silence. Radio Silence
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3. |
Bystander
03:31
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News comes at us from the morning cloud
A grainy moving image in the crowd
Quietly a nation holds their pain
And a girl is missing once again
Did you break? Did you fall?
Did you do…….Nothing at all?
Man wraps himself in a flag
Hating things he never had
They’re starting fires once again
Burning in another’s name
Did you break? Did you fall?
Did you do…….Nothing at all?
Black crow tell me who’s to blame
Was it in the father’s name?
Old as time, original as sin
Open up, let love in
Did you break? Did you fall?
Did you do…….Nothing at all?
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Hannah-Lee
03:24
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Holy smoke leaves your throat
Leaning in to hear the joke
Taxis passing far too close
You stumble in against my coat
Hannah Lee. Hannah Lee. Hannah Lee
Won’t you be my remedy?
In the morning there you are
Strumming my hummingbird guitar
Singing gently to the breeze
A perfect fractured fantasy
Hannah Lee. Hannah Lee
Hannah Lee. Won’t you be my remedy?
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Echoes
03:21
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Blocked up doorways and boarded floors
There ‘aint nothing left to like
Two door garages and fifty grand
You’re just handcuffed to your life
Echoes. Round your mind
Echoes. So unkind
Broken pavements & open road
Forgiveness or bad blood.
Empty swimming pools in overload.
Trapped here in the flood.
Echoes. Round your mind
Echoes. So unkind
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Ghost Walks
03:13
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Ghost Walks in our Old Town
Staring at the streets that let me down
Lonesome walks are all I know
Tethered to a view that won’t let me go
And I lie and I take and I wait and I see
What I never saw when I needed you anymore
When the heart goes round in circles
Your head gets run aground
You can call the last ghost in town
Ghosts Walks but I’m still here
Even when I shout I just disappear
Falling through the cracks are all they see
They all knew my name when you walked with me
And I lie and I take and I wait and I see
What I never saw when I needed to anymore
When the heart goes round in circles
Your head gets run aground
You can call the last ghost in town
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Pin it on me
03:34
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When you can’t hide that heart attack
Can’t take that pain breaking on your back
When your world feels an empty place
Even your lover wears a stranger’s face
Pin it on me. Pin it on me
Pin it on me. Pin it on me
When that feel of that aching pain
Spins you round time again
All your friends keep holding back
All your greys start turning black
Pin it on me. Pin it on me
Pin it on me. Blame it on me
In the background of our simple lives towers fall and nations rise
Screaming a secret to a loaded sky lord knows why
Pin it on me. Pin it on me
Pin it on me. Pin it on me
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The Collector
03:43
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You. Leave my hand. Dance with another man
And the mood fell cold.
He. Moth to the flame. Just another name
That won’t get told
Spins them round. Pins them down
One more soul she’d like to frame
Standing in the doldrums
Looking for the gestures. They ain't coming
Spend your days getting by
Waste your nights getting high
Play the broken butterfly my dear
That's the lie you sell
‘Cause baby you’re the collector.
You. Left my hand. You danced with another man
And the mood grows colder
But I. Hold no blame. But I sorta’ miss the pain
When you wrecked my world
Spins them round. Pins them down
One more soul she’d like to frame
Standing in the doldrums
Looking for the gestures. They ain't coming
Spend your days getting by
Waste your nights getting high
Play the broken butterfly my dear
That's the lie you sell
‘Cause baby you’re the collector.
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Chaperone
02:55
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Chaperone your love tonight
Doing the things he won’t do right
Grab the wheel and drive the long way home
He makes her feel so lonely when they’re alone
I’ve been waiting in the wings too long
Waiting to sing you this song
Step in to the killing light
Let me stand inside your lover tonight
Let me stand in for your lover tonight
Act by act play by play
She always picks a villain but this one stayed
Threadbare velvet & crowded stalls
To her I’m just an extra with no curtain call
I’ve been waiting in the wings too long
Waiting to sing you this song
Step in to the killing light
Let me stand inside your lover tonight
Let me stand in for your lover tonight
They never ask me what I’m gonna do
They never notice that I’m shadowing you
I catch your eye but you’re looking through me
I’ve been waiting in the wings too long
Waiting to sing you this song
Step in to the killing light
Let me stand inside your lover tonight
Let me stand in for your lover tonight
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10. |
Rather be alone
03:13
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If the snake eats its tail and the skys weep with flame
The prophets are forgotten and the wind just howls pain
I would know, that you, you’d rather stand aside
If the birds all fell silent and I promised you the same
Could you forgive a sinner again and again
But I know, that you, you’d rather be alone
I know that you would rather be alone
I know that you would rather be alone
In the days of wine and roses when we sailed on a gentle sea
I might have promised you my heartbeats, the beats that set me free
But I don’t know, half of the words I scream at you my love.
I know that you would rather be alone
I know that you would rather be alone
Nothing last forever. Nothing stays the same
Looking at it bluntly would you do it again?
But I don’t know, if we, we ever really change
I know that you would rather be alone
I know that you would rather be alone
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11. |
Dying on the vine
03:35
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Broken jaw, blackened eye
And the nurses know my name
Fell in tonight from a little fight
My troubles are here again
Before the nights became my days
We had lovers, brothers, mothers and fame
We loved the lights but how can I,
Be your boy again?
Absolutely fine. This’ll be the last time
Just dying on the vine. Dying on the vine
Packed out ward you’ll hear the call
Of a sinner pleading like a saint
I know what you’re used to
But I’m not who I used to be
But I’m here again
Absolutely fine. This’ll be the last time
Just dying on the vine. Dying on the vine
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Steepways London, UK
Original songwriting duo Blair Chadwick and Charles Batesman are the songwriters behind Steepways. 'Holy Smoke' is their debut album.
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