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Stalemate
03:35
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It’s not what you say
It’s how you say it
I’ll cut copy paste in the edit
But these words are pouring out
Stop myself before I say it
And better luck talking to a wall
Or picking up a one way call
Clock set to your time
Always falling behind
No it’s fine
No it’s fine
It’s just that sometimes
I wish you needed me more
Want you to let me in the room
But you won’t open the door
You want me to know what you want before you want it
Trapped in a box I can’t unlock it
But sometimes I wish you needed me more
And sometimes I wish you needed me more
Locked in a war of wills
Antlers silently clashing
Stirring up the dust
What’s the use in asking
But I want you to meet me in the room
I can’t tell you what to do
Take me in your stride
Always falling behind
No it’s fine
No I’m fine
But I saw you draw a line with your short straw
And I try to lend a hand brushing off the sand
And I wish I knew how you wanted me to love you
And I wish I loved you just like that
But sometimes I wish you needed me more
Want you to let me in the room
But you won’t open the door
You want me to know what you want before you want it
Trapped in a box I can’t unlock it
But sometimes I wish you needed me more
But sometimes I wish you needed me more
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2. |
Try Me
04:01
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Thirteen stops on the school run
Last in line for the throne
Mamma’s putting out fires again
Seven’s free to roam
The living room is a war zone
Second base is a drag
Kick a can through the wasteland now
Hear the echo back
And dad is over the limit
Since they let him go
He tries to set an example but
It’s tell instead of show
Well they asked him why’d you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you’d been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
And keep a hold of your hand
Trying hard to be silent
Try to hold it in
The principal on my back again
Teach him some respect
There’s a cabinet in the store room
Keys under the bed
Listening to the voices some
Things were never said
Well they asked me why’d you do it
Well try me as a man
You know if you’d been through it
Then you might understand
And how could it be my fault
When I do all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Commissioner in the spotlight
And ticker tape in the rain
The jury ruling was oversight
Guilty all the same
And offer words of condolence
Sending thoughts and prayers
Who’d have thought he was violent
Such a pretty stare
Well they asked me why’d you do it
Like they can’t understand
When all I ever wanted
Was to try to be a man
But I can’t be what you wanted
And I’ve done all that I can
To teach you all a lesson
You put a gun in my hand
Now it’s out of my hands
So try me
So try me
As a man
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3. |
Mr Resistor
04:10
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Gets up to a seven-forty-seven every day
To a copy of the Daily Mail in his letter tray
Chequered slippers by the bed
Powdered aspirin for his head
One poached egg on toast
A dash of salt a pinch at most
Bell rings in the hallway but it's junk mail again
Petition from the council now you can never win
And it's two for one, and it's five pounds off
Deal of a lifetime now you can spread the cost
So Mr Resistor makes his way down the drive
Carrying his bag for life and eyeing up his neighbours wife
And he sings
Do do do, do-do, do do do
Oh he sings
Do do do, do-do, do do do
Buying a spark plug at the car boot fair
Offcuts at the butchers straightening his hair
Pushing trolleys screaming prams
She's two weeks late for best laid plans
Now it's two for one and it's five pounds off, aww but
Deal of a lifetime now you can spread the cost
So Mr Resistor sits to watch the crowds go by, do do do do-do
Studying their faces and the curve of the sky
Perfectly happy not to feel and not know why, aww he just
Thinks what he thinks and he doesn't know how to cry
No he doesn't
And in the slender hours he potters down the high street
Shutters coming down he's alone again
And it's all for one and he's five years off
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4. |
Eve of Disaster
03:14
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Shifting uncertain
Drawing the curtains
Well if not now then when
And cellophane cages
Turning the pages
Now she begins to write
And scars on her fingers
But something else lingers
The fear of a life un-lived
And she’ll do us proud
And rise above her hometown
Oh Eve of Disaster
Is your world spinning faster
Feel what I cannot feel
And homeo-static
Love language fanatic
Knows how it’s supposed to be
How can I disagree
I’ll play till the ending
Fix what needs mending
And I’ll do it all for free
We’re held in suspension
By years we don’t mention
Tears that were never seen
So we float to the surface
Once more in earnest
Dive with me to the deep
But what can I do
If you’re changing your tune
Oh Eve of Disaster
Forever and after
See what I cannot see
And homoeo-static
Indentured empathic
Be what I cannot be
Tell me you disagree
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5. |
Field of Dreams
03:52
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There’s a number
On the back of a cubicle wall
Maybe I’ll give it a call
Says what are you looking for
Is it a good time
Or maybe the lord
There’s a billboard, telling me
How I could save a life
Wish I could do it twice
On the turnpike
A hard right off a service road
They didn’t even know
And field of dreams
Natural causes
Patchwork of seams
That I know
And Innocent schemes
How will they play out
First on the scene
To know
Long distance
He slides down the hotel wall
It isn’t her, it cannot be
What’s the difference
You lose one then you lose them all
He says, thank you for your call
Gas station
A church spire and a water tower
Eighty-five miles an hour
There’s a cross now
I slow down when I drive on by
Or at least I try
And field of dreams
Natural causes
Patchwork of seams
That I know
And Innocent schemes
How will they play out
First on the scene
To know
Magnificent scenes
Iowan sunset
Sky like you won't believe
Magnificent scenes
Iowan sunset
Sky like you won't believe
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6. |
Veneer
03:29
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Some of them are gone
And some will remain
Far beyond the edges
Of your dreams
And do you understand
That living
Is not what it seems
Don’t hold out much hope
When you’re in the thick
Of it all
For once it’s not me
That can feel it
Nothing at all
Lean on my shoulder
And say nothing at all
I’m looking backwards
Flicking though myself
Like I’m someone else
And you in that great divide
Sparring with your pride
No one can decide for you
If he was the final straw
You said you wanted more
Than money ever gave to you
Where do we go from here
The climb, or a thin veneer
A thin veneer
A thin veneer
A thin veneer
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Merrick Winter London, UK
Merrick Winter is a British/American singer-songwriter and producer, from London.
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