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Wrong Side Of The Line
05:02
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This year’s chaos is next year’s calm
So stop waving your arms
I’m caught between the devil and the part of me
That can’t seem to let things be
Don’t want to be
Completely happy
Happiness is to be content
Don’t want to be
Completely happy
‘Cause I’m not finished yet
Keeps the wolf from the door
Off the streets and out the bars
Irons in the fire
These are the rules as they stand
Downfall of many a man
No displays of affection
No holding my hand
Got a broken heart and a black eye
Should’ve seen the other guy
Got a perfect wish and a new disguise
Praying for some peace of mind
Wrong side of the line
Demons knowing at my heart
While you max out my bank cards
Yeah, you’ll find me at the bar
I’ll be working on my art
Hit the nail right between the eyes
Bullseye, bullseye
I may be drunk but I feel alive
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2. |
Laughter Lines
04:46
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Woke in a bed of angels
So sorry I couldn’t stay
Wish I could cure the heartache
Comes every time I’m away
Still there’s no sign of danger
No trouble down the line
Only clear horizons
And the future’s yours and mine
In trying times
If you don’t laugh you cry
And I don’t want to cry all the time
Bring on the laughter lines
We belong together
And will be again
All these hard moments
Are ours to transcend
Even when we’re scattered
We still connect
Geography’s irrelevant
Amazing how far heartstrings stretch
I’ll keep my powder dry
You never know when it will ignite
Working on the alibis
I can be the best for both of us
Caught up in euphoric wanderlust
Happy and sad and ups and downs and ins and outs
But never in doubt
We’re never in doubt
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3. |
Blessed Or Cursed
05:24
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For me this will be indiscrete
All the places I cannot reach
For you this will turn your grey skies blue
Falling into love too soon
For us this will rehearse
Finding out who’s blessed or cursed
All that cannot be will be
All that could’ve been has been
And I’ve seen the future
Sleep comes to me
All thoughts have ceased, insomnia relief
Steeped in mystery
Colour bars on my TV stay ‘til the colours bleed
Speak, speak to me
About ecstasy, fantasy, you and me
Light a candle don’t curse the darkness
We are here because of us
Breathing’s easy but living’s hard now
We’ll find our place in all of this
In the long run we’ll go for distance
We are here because of us
Take the long road not the short cut
We’ll find out who’s blessed or cursed
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4. |
Incomplete
06:27
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Teenage rebellion
A chance for the weak
Don’t make those eyes at me
I’m white as a sheet
Look in the mirror
It stares back at me
You look so familiar
A facsimile
Breathe with me
We’re incomplete
Hold your tongue and take a seat
Both ends burning
What do I do when they meet?
Gallows humour
Has been haunting me
A death in the family
A black comedy
Life’s got so morbid
It takes it from me
A stop/start revolution
But never retreat
Eaten alive at 25
Lacking the brains, brawn and guile
Made it out past 35
A little more attitude, a little more drive
Trying to be gentle
Hoping to be wise
Heart on my sleeve
And tongue in my cheek
Foot in my mouth
But out of reach
Making my best
Seem obsolete
But keep on trying to achieve
Impossibility
Breathe with me
We’ll never be complete
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5. |
Gift Horse Mouth
04:12
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Get off your high horse
Come to terms with this divorce
Get off your soap box
Put your judgement in the dark
Turn around start heading south
Get off your gift horse and stare him in the mouth
I’ll split the world in two
And see what comes out
One for me
One for you
And your gift horse mouth
Built up to be a cut above
The stars who think they’re Lazarus
Put each emotion in a box
And label them up
Large one is jealousy
Small one is ecstasy
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Brave Face
04:46
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Follow the pylons past the canal
Up through the smokestacks and on to the town
Don’t take the railway
Forget how to drive
Plough on through the brick wall
Prove you’re alive, prove you’re alive
Plough on through the brick wall
Follow the pylons
Forget how to drive
Face the rising tide
Re-arranging energies
All my eccentricities
Passing through me
Re-arranging all you see
Collide and break free
Collide and break free
From all the misery
Welcome to the episode
Beautiful lie verses ugly truth
Put on a front, put on a brave face
Facing the bad news
On and on the water’s rising
Hard to hold your breath
Ten storey tent pole high rises
Flying from the nest
Give me a moment to make amends
To take all the credit and lose all movement
I’m wired and willing and wired to the mains
Re-set and start again
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7. |
In The Wars
04:58
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In a room, in a house, on a hill, in a field
Tell me how you feel
Should’ve hidden it from me
Should’ve hidden it from me
In a car on a drive on the passenger side
Feeling alive
In an urban nightmare
It’s coming after you
In the legal loophole
That’s become a noose
In divorce proceedings
They’re all singing out
In an urban nightmare
It’s coming after you
In the legal loophole
That’s become a noose
In divorce proceedings
There’s no excuse
We’re in the wars and on the loose
Make your mark, make your life, make sure everything is fine
It’s getting harder to achieve
It’s getting harder to breathe
In your eyes, in your dreams
Now it’s hard to believe
How it crept up on me
Makeshift with twice the gift
For endurance, we’ll live through this
Makeshift, watch the darkness lift
Clear the precipice, clear the parapet
Makeshift but infinite
We’ve come this far so don’t let it slip
Makeshift, not ignorance but bliss
Make amends for all of this
See it to the end
See it to the end
In the wars but always on the mend
Make this misery dissipate
It’s a passion that’s so bittersweet
In closing proceedings, we’ll execute
In the wars and on the loose
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8. |
Spring Fever
03:58
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Watching the rain from my window
Howling the blues in the falling snow
Kick up a storm in the afterglow
Head rush and blood flow
Waltz to the sound of spring fever
Something’s changing
Something in the air
Her angel sigh voice makes a beautiful noise
Growing roots in the soil
Striking gold and oil
Fortune’s smiling on me
It’s all I need to succeed
Forget about the baggage and set us free
Bring on the angel sigh
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JunkBond Sheffield, UK
A home for orphaned songs written over the last 25 years, JUNKBOND is the new project from Simon Roberts (The Letter/The
Farewell State) and showcases those tunes that never made it into bands over the years.
Now armed with debut album 'Spring The Locks', Simon is paying back the debt owed to these long standing songs.
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