1. |
Spin Cycle
01:10
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Under the eaves hushed whispers collect
Over dark graves silent mourners lament
Between damp sheets hungry bodies entwine
And around Earth spins towards the end of time
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Forever and ever endeavour
Endeavour forever
Whatever the weather
The twenty-four-seven of it
The hell and heaven of it
Blood sweat and tears of it
The joy and fears of it
Endeavour…
You fill me with love
Then suck me dry
Inspire and nourish me
And eat me up
So fragile, vulnerable, yet so powerful
An unconditional condition
Full of contradictions, false facts, true fictions
Violent rejection
Perfectly-timed affection
Plenty room for blame, for shame, but I love it all the same
The push and pull of it
Empty and full of it
Daily grind of it
Matter over mind of it
Survive, revive
Bounce back, bounce backwards
Exhaustion’s chronic
You’re the cause as well as tonic
You fill me with love
Then suck me dry
Inspire and nourish me
And eat me up
So fragile, vulnerable, yet so powerful
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3. |
Oops Delores
01:52
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4. |
Inside Out
02:48
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In you
I grew
In me
You’ll always be
Holding me
Holding me from the inside out….
In me
I see
You
Carrying me
Moving me
Holding me from the inside out….
In me
In we
We be
We see
We’re free
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5. |
Viola Interlude
02:37
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6. |
This Precious Time
05:21
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This precious time
This passing time
This joyful time
This desperate time
This crucial, lonely, hopeful, helpless, impossible, precious time
We play it, mislay it, we bend it, upend it.
We try to taste it, don’t waste it but savour it.
Till we’re battered and trodden, stained and sodden,
Both ancient and modern
This precious time
Where paid work and art-work and work-outs are patch-worked
With many dropped stitches and last-minute switches
Till we’re frayed at the edges and clinging on ledges and backwards through hedges.
This precious time
It trickles through fingers like dry sand and lingers
We try to hold it, to mould it, to shape it
With multi-task fumbles and furious mumbles,
Always it crumbles
This precious time
This passing time
This joyful time
This desperate time
This crucial, lonely, hopeful, helpless, impossible, precious time
Don’t wish it away, push on through
Don’t wish it away, push on through
Hold on, slow down
Take a breath, look around
A stitch in time saves nine
Hold your horses, take your time
Treasure the moment, pleasure in torment
Killing time, everything’s fine
Don’t wish it away, push on through
Don’t wish it away, push on through
This time has passed.
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7. |
Rising Damp
00:46
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8. |
Rock me Tender
05:20
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She’s crying like she’s dying
Limbs all curled against the end of the world
Scrunched pained eyes terrorize
Deafening screams haunt my dreams
Where a marshmallow monster eats me alive
For this to work we both have to thrive
I’m a mirror. I feel her fear
Her strange sense of loneliness, though folk are always near
I need holding. I need rocking
Tell me I’m doing ok
We’re fizzing balls of sensation
Incapable of conversation
I feel hungry, haven’t brushed my hair
Haven’t washed but who’s to care
Responsibility is nothing new to me
But these horrific images intrude on me…
And half-spun thoughts I can’t retain
Rattle round my addled brain
Mind freeze, heart melt
Biggest love I ever felt:
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9. |
Good Enough
03:49
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Motherhood
Mother should, mother shouldn’t
Mother could, mother couldn’t
Mother would, mother wouldn’t
Motherhood
Mothers good
Motherhood’s good
Mother’s bad
Motherhood’s sad
Mother-fucking good enough
Enough’s enough
Never enough
Mother-fucking good enough
Motherhood
Mother stood
Mother misunderstood
Motherese, mother tease
Mother love, mother hate
Mother early, mother late
Motherhood
Motherhoodlum
Motherhooding
Motherpudding
Motherhoodoo, mothervoodoo
Mother hood-winked
Mother hooded claw
Mother bore
Mother-fucking good enough
Enough’s enough
Never enough
Mother-fucking good enough
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10. |
Fly-away-home
03:51
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Fly-away
Now I’m gone
In your head am I dead?
Trust the world to be good to me and you
I don’t want to leave you
But I do want to go
And I don’t want to leave you
But I do want to go
I wanted to go
And I want to come home
Flying home
Wasn’t dead
I lived on in your head
You’re in mine all the time
Fly-away, fly-away home.
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11. |
Just a minute, not even
00:47
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12. |
Goodbye Song
02:45
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It’s time to say goodbye for now
Goodbye and thank you
Everything comes to an end.
We come, we go, feel high, feel low
Goodbye and thank you
The end is the start of something new…
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