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Late Night
02:43
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Well the moon is full
And I don't feel empty tonight.
There's a star up above
For every one of my dreams
For every one of my dreams.
And I love to drive
This time of the night.
One hundred sets of eyes
Watching me as I pass by
Watching me as I pass by.
Watching me as I pass by.
Watching me as I pass by.
Watching me as I pass by.
Watching me as I pass.
No work in the 'morn
I'll stay up a little bit more.
Sit alone on my bed
Let the music float around my head
Let the music float around my head.
Let the music float around my head.
Let the music float around my head.
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2. |
Button Pusher
02:47
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There goes the button pusher again.
Just something, somewhere in what they said.
Gets to that place in my head
Where it all turns to red.
Where it all turns red.
There goes the button pusher again.
Something they felt had to be said.
Can't just keep quiet instead.
Boils the blood and it all turns to red.
It all turns to red.
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3. |
Natural Wastage
02:37
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Old cardboard boxes overloaded with young memories.
Rolled up posters of stars who once captured your heart.
Broken cassette cases lying in the bottom of a drawer.
Natural wastage now.
Broken down family missing a main character.
Dead animals buried down below the roses.
Bike in the hut no chain disfigured by rust.
Just natural wastage now.
Alcohol on the weekend pished down the drain.
Cigarettes smoked then blown away.
Work a job ten years then you're needed no more.
Work a job so long then you're shown the door.
Just natural wastage now.
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4. |
Lost Days
03:33
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Done your best.
Chance to rest.
I'm gonna better myself
With the help of the bottom shelf.
'Cause there's no one left to tell.
So when I wake up in my haze.
I've lost more days.
Glad to say.
I wanna shout off my head.
Just don't know where to start or end.
It's not so easy without friends.
I wanna wake up in my haze.
So when I wake up in my haze
I've lost more days.
I'm glad to say.
I wanna shout off my head.
Just don't know where to start or end.
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5. |
Jellydrum
04:57
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Back bent over in pain.
Hands scarred in the ground.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Legs turn into jelly.
Feet drag along the road.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Eyes are strained and closing.
Head bangs like a drum.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Body lies back in pleasure.
Voice reaches for the soul.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
Still a long way to go.
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6. |
Higher
03:09
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Is time speeding up now
Are we nearing an end.
Have we found a solution
A different way to bend.
Are we making progress
Reaching higher plains.
Is the plan in motion
Plug the energy drains.
Higher.
I fell asleep walking on the ground.
The sky turned into the sea
Vessels everywhere.
As far as I could see
My spirit was set free.
Higher.
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Straw Scotland, UK
Straw are a folk/experimental band from Fife, Scotland. Graham Munks is the core writer for Straw aided and abetted by co- writer Fergus Black . Derek Barclay is the third member whose prescence with backing vocals, mouthie and occasionaly guitar completes the trio. Straws music covers many genres, 'Munksy' and Fergus along with Derek have created an often beautiful and surreal and peculiar album ... more
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