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Birth
03:52
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Wouldn’t let the sound die
Again
Darkness fades to light yeah
Amen
Troubles I’m distraught now
No time
Hurry, take a message
We’re making fun of you all
We’re making fools of you
Should I take exception?
They lied
It’s not the way they told me
This life
Calling in my birthright
Too late
Hurry, take this message
We’re making fun of you all
We’re making fools of you
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Crowd
02:56
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I have a fear that I know I can’t hide
Over my shoulder, every time I look around
I feel your presence I can hear your voice
Or am I just paranoid it’s a difficult choice
But I see you or are you somewhere in the crowd
Do you see me, or am I losing my mind?
Your voice still haunts me, thanks for the memory
I thought that surely this wasn’t meant to be
It seems I’m wrong again, like so many times before
it makes me nervous, I’m not stable anymore
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Lucky
03:57
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Smooth flow, run free
In sympathy you bleed
You want to believe
In the consequence of dreams
This body's what's become your home, it's
Darkest flame is it's blackest hole, you
Found a heart with the strings undone, so
Drop it, let it go again
Take shape, take form
Take 'most everything
Keel haul, keep warm
Bring your own head tailspin
Time waits for you, but not for no-one
Dashed and senseless hopes you relied upon
Robbed and raped now soul's hymen's broken
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Youth
04:04
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So warm outside and yet
So cold inside of me
I need somebody to
Tend my failing body and
I can feel my heart beat
So weak inside of me
Every heartbeat so deep inside of me
I can see time just passing me by
I can feel youth I just left behind
I see things so cynically
I wouldn't like to prove
you see things so differently
I wouldn't like to chose
Between the two of us to
Leave this charming place of ours
"Setting Sun Retirement Home"
With a cell to call my own
I can see time just passing me by
I can feel youth I just left behind
I'll face the truth, now I've lost my youth
I find it hard to believe
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5. |
Would
03:22
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Feel Empty
I'm in Flux, out of time
My memory
Things are hard to define
One lover
Caught me out at sixteen
Another
Brought me out of a dream
Falling down again
I'm falling down again
Dropped down a peg or two
Could I ever love again
I would
I'm angry
'Bout the world as a whole
Not happy with this sick human show
I'm friendly
Wouldn't hurt anyone
God help me
When they're trying it on
Falling down again
I'm falling down again
Dropped down a peg or two
Could I ever love again
I would
Trying hard, but it's all in vain
Having fun with the fools again
Tarnished hearts beat a sorry song
No melody, nowhere to belong
I started life on the hippie fringe
Can't wait to see what tomorrow brings
I wanted more, but I know the score
I want, Don't get...
I would
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Waste
03:28
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Where was Andy when the lights went on?
Stating mother Hubbard come up with the song
Par for the course the police said
People having trouble trying to save your head
So you believe in the afterlife?
It's a good damn job cos you fucked up this time
How you never living in ignorant bliss
Head buried in the sand you can't cope with this
Somebody told me you didn't have a Gunn
Spending time living on the edge and having fun
Life's been blessed with no reason
Neither heaven sent or god given
Somebody told me that we were gonna make it
Without pulling punches, without trying to fake it
Without sucking up to the big boys in the business
You want proof boy, listen to the witness
Take a trip and listen too
Life's a ride and pleasures to
Who's your Christ?
What do you believe in?
Get a life and don't WASTE it.
Is this the way it's supposed to be?
Oh not necessarily.
Is this the a nimal in me?
I don't know
Where was God when you needed him most?
sitting in a bar he was counting the cost
King of nowhere, lord of nothing
Selling his soul for a nice dry gin
Severing ties and losing his friends
We all know where this will end
Sold his soul a long time ago
And we'll all reap what we will sow
Change your mind to channel 2
Escape the life that troubles you
Where's your Christ
Well if you only believed him
Get a life and don't WASTE it.
Is this the way it's supposed to be?
Oh not necessarily.
Is this the animal in me?
Or just what I'm made to be
Needed something to believe
To quell this despondency
Is this the craving to succeed
I don't know
Is this the way it's supposed to be?
Oh not necessarily.
Is this the animal in me?
Or just what I'm made to be
Needed something to believe
To quell this despondency
Is this the craving to succeed
I don't know
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Death
04:04
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I am at an all-time low yet
You take me lower still
My arms are out full stretch but
I must reach out further
You said that my love it supported you daily
I needed assurance of this almost hourly
You treasured your own independence so greatly
Resulting in feelings been taken so lightly
First you're for, then against
Take no pleasure, make no sense
What's good for you is good for me
Is this too hard to believe?
What is now is what was then
Lose a lover, lose a friend
Take my juice, turn me loose
I hope you never live again
That same sick sinking feeling
Is sinking deeper still
Yet my vain hopes for us they
Still lift me higher
You treasured your own independence so greatly
Taking my feelings and taking them lightly
You needed your own independence so greatly
I paid for this pain unbelievably highly
I've taken you down to the depths of my soul
i've felt for you feelings you couldn't control
Surrounded by memories of what we once were
I listen for voices I'll never again hear
I wish I could just hide in death for a while
Losing forever the sight of your smile
First you're for, then against
Take no pleasure, make no sense
What's good for you is good for me
Is this too hard to believe?
What is now is what was then
Lose a lover, lose a friend
Take my juice, turn me loose
I hope you never live again
What is mine it could be yours
We could sit and talk for hours
Underneath the "Burning Chrome"
You used to think of this as home
It's your turn to feel the pain
You will never kill again
Though tomorrow never comes
So we were told hen we were young
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Cevin Moore / Kid Fist Doncaster, UK
Writer/ producer/ performer and prolific failure of all the above.
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