1. |
Jailbird
04:32
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Jailbird, Mark Stoney
Album The Scene and the Unseen
Do you dream like a baby Jailbird? (sitting in a cage)
Do you only know your own world?
Do you wonder at your wings, do you wonder at your wings?
Can you follow where the wind blows
In these everlasting limbos that never give you up
But never give enough
She shakes the cage, she shakes the cage (I'm overcome, I'm overthrown)
She dares the jaded heart to hope again (she bends back the bars
and calls me home)
She breaks the chains, she breaks the chains (I'm overcome, I"m overthrown)
She calls the faded dream to wake, and stirred up the hurricanes of change
She's woken a dream from slumber
She's broken the spell I'm under
I laid a loyal kiss upon the hand of risk.
But nothing will feed the hunger and so
The hunted becomes the hunter
The bird upon the wire, with the belly full of fire
She shakes the cage, she shakes the cage (I'm overcome, I'm overthrown)
She dares the jaded heart to hope again (she bends back the bars
and calls me home)
She breaks the chains, she breaks the chains (I'm overcome, I"m overthrown)
She calls the faded dream to wake, and stirred up the hurricanes of change
Well I bit the hand that fed me and it closed into a fist
But this damn job was paying peanuts, I was feeling like a monkey
in a zoo, a monkey in a zoo.
The safety of monotony had put the blinkers on, the bait of mediocrity and hook, line, sinker I'd been caught, (baby we'd been caught)
She shakes the cage, she shakes the cage (I'm overcome, I'm overthrown)
She dares the jaded heart to hope again (She bends back the bars
and calls me home)
She breaks the chains, she breaks the chains (I'm overcome, I'm overthrown)
She calls the fading dream to wake and stirred up the hurricanes of change
( of change)
Hope, flow, Hope, flow
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2. |
Soap in a Bathtub
04:27
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I only touched your love
As the tips of my fingers tried to clutch your love
I'm sick of this soap in a bathtub love
I need something to hold (ah ah)
I feel deluded
As once again I am eluded
And everything is left unconcluded
I need something to hold
And we know you're there
Somewhere in these murky waters
If you just showed us where
You'd bring to life all that you taught us
Do you just sit and stare?
I know that you're longing to be found
Isn't that what you want?
I adore your love
But it's snakes and ladders looking for your love
Fakes and blaggers claim to be your love
I don't want the fools gold (ah ah)
But I'm in in danger
I'm hungry, angry, lonely and a stranger
I'm livin la vida loca lone ranger
I need something to hold
And we know you're there
Somewhere in these murky waters
If you just showed us where
You'd bring to life all that you taught us
Do you just sit and stare?
I know that you're longing to be found
Isn't that what you want?
Isn't that what you want?
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3. |
Until You Leave
02:35
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Until You Leave
White trim, big bling, bass bin
Pounding thru suburban hell
All the curtains twitch
(Nothing ever seems to change round here)
Pub shut, half cut, kebab hut
Heaving with a clientele of legless wit
(Everything is still the same round here)
And it's always good seeing old friends
But I don't miss this place one bit
Chorus:
(Oohs)
There's nothing to do
You either get pissed up or you move
It's hard to believe
But you don't see it till you leave
Until you leave
Same slang, kid gangs still hang out
Around the late night Spar, like we used to do
(Nothing ever seems to change round here)
School night, fistfight, Diamond White trying out the fake ID, sweating in the queue
(Everyone wants to escape round here)
And everything runs like clockwork and all hangs out when You stop work
Repeat Chorus:
(Oohs)
There's nothing to do
You either get pissed up or you move
It's hard to believe
But you don't see it till you leave
Until you leave
Until you leave
Until you leave
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4. |
Best laid plans
03:37
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There was me with my pride
Standing our ground, standing our ground.
We stood and yelled at the tide
To turn around, to turn around.
Well that day would outlive
Our best laid plans, our best laid plans
Something just had to give
And my castle gave itself back to the sand
CH1
I was my own and everyone's fool,
Mutton dressed up as lamb
But now the emperor's clothes have been torn
I can see what I am.
So hold my hat for a while
So I feel the rain, so I feel the rain
Take an inch from your mile
And start again, and start again.
Put a little light in my soul
You shine I'll glow, you shine I'll glow.
See I'm hollow & cold
So let me be the lantern that you hold.
CH2
And If I take myself seriously
Then I just get confused
They say those who can laugh at themselves
Will never cease to be amused.
OUTRO
I wanna find you
I wanna find you
(Fall in love again)
I wanna find you again
I wanna find you
I wanna find you
(The stillness of content)
I wanna find you again
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5. |
Holds The Stars
03:38
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I'm a believer
Spreading the word like a fever
Love is alive (His hand holds the stars)
Took my dry bones
opened your heart
and made it my home
Love is alive (His hand holds the stars)
Set me on fire
and the shadow vanishes
My heart is all b-b-bouncing off the walls
lift me out the mire
bring sweet melody
and I will have it pumping down the halls
Set me on fire, fire, fire
Now it's your turn
let me set you alight
let your flame burn
love is alive
(His hand holds the stars)
Let your soul sing
open your eyes
let the light in
love is alive
(His hand holds the stars)
Set me on fire
and the shadow vanishes
My heart is all b-b-bouncing off the walls
lift me out the mire
bring sweet melody
and I will have it pumping down the halls
Set me on fire, fire, fire
Redeemed you stand
a friend you are
to he whose mighty
hand holds the stars
his hand holds the stars
Set me on fire
set me on fire
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6. |
Morning After
03:22
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The night passed.
Sorrow drowned in my whiskey glass
As I tried to forget.
The dawn came.
The light barged in to awake my shame. with a newborn regret.
I need a cigarette.
Take a shower
Wash it all off
Got to get myself together cos this just cannot happen anymore
I gotta stop
I gotta clean up
I keep shooting my big mouth off
I cant let this happen anymore.
I'm toxic
Knock a coffee back for a caffeine kick
Can't open my eyes.
My hands twitch
The nicotine patch don't scratch the itch
But I'll make it this time
Gotta make it this time
Take a shower
Wash it all off
Got to get myself together cos this just cannot happen anymore
I gotta stop
I gotta clean up
I keep shooting my big mouth off
I just cant let this happen anymore.
I gotta find another way to escape
I keep putting my foot in my mouth like a two- bit ape
I gotta find a better way to flick the switch
Than running round town like a clown turned lunatic.
Chorus
Take a shower
Wash it all off
Got to get myself together cos this just cannot happen anymore
I gotta stop
I gotta clean up
I keep shooting my big mouth off
I have been here many times before
And I have said this many times before
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7. |
Ghost
03:57
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Looking back through
The window in the door that now has closed,
The looking glass that loss has tinted rose,
At the secrets of the path we never chose.
We lose ourselves there
As we fall into the arms of the unseen,
Of all that never was but should have been,
Beyond the day that woke us from the dream.
And it's a little late to speculate on what we could have done.
It's a little late to overstate the obvious.
We considered every move we made,
We did what we thought best
So release the fist of dirt into the grave,
And lay the ghost to rest
Let it go with
The hurt of all the promises unkept,
The pride behind apologies unsaid,
And the tragedy of hope they left for dead.
Because it's as fruitless
As the tears in the sour milk we spilt
On the ruins of the tower that we built
And the silence and the loneliness of guilt.
And it's a little late to speculate on what you could have done
And so easy now to overstate the obvious.
We considered every move we made
We did what we thought best.
So throw down your fist of dirt into the grave
And lay the ghost to rest.
This one's over
No phoenix from these ashes will arise
So let the tears upon the lashes of your eyes
Fall to the desert ground and bring new life.
Walk away now
I'm not saying that we can or should forget
Just don't cloud your every sunrise with regret
The curtain hasn't fallen on us yet
The curtain hasn't fallen on us yet
The curtain hasn't fallen on us yet
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8. |
Bring Your Cup
03:15
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Bring your cup, fill it up til it overflows
Bring your cup, fill it up til it overflows
Bring your cup, fill it up til it overflows
Baby keep it coming until you are fit to burst.
Pretty little hippy, yeah
come, come feel the love
take all that your heart can hold
there's more than enough
oh yeah.
The light inside, come alive let it take you higher
The light inside, come alive let it set you on fire
The light inside, come alive let it take you higher
Baby keep it coming until you are fit to burst
Hear me yeah, Bohemia
come, come feel the love
take all that your hearts can hold
there's more than enough
Tho their body been broken
they know no despair
let his soul stand ten feet tall
with a fist in the air
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9. |
Jake
04:23
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When you saw the red mist, you were horny and pissed
No one tells you when you ought to go home
So you start locking horns, he's a stag to your fawn
Why the hell can't you leave it alone?
Well your arse hit the floor, still you stand up for more
There's no mercy for your stubborn pride
And your girl starts to plead, as your face starts to bleed
But with a drunken arm you flung her aside
Chorus
(oh oh) Jake, Jake you know we love you
(oh oh oh) I know you're mad about the liberties he took
(oh oh oh)Make no mistake he'll crush you
(oh oh oh) Can't you see just how ridiculous you look
V2
Well you wont give it up
Cos you don't give a ****
Seems that some people just never learn
Gave your shoulders a shrug,
Shouted danger's my drug
And like a dog to his puke, you return
Well this time was the last
His fist was too fast
His ring the last thing that you saw
And your point laid to waste
As your bid to save face
Left you eating your lunch through a straw
Chorus
Mid 8
Your brow frowns and your knuckles drag
You mouth drools and your belly sags
Downtown kicking up a stink
The Drinking man is the missing link
Your brow frowns and your knuckles drag
Your eyes gaze out of two black bags
Around town kicking up a stink
The Drinking man.......... Ahh
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10. |
Now's a good time
05:04
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Now's a good time to pluck your head from the sand,
Zion's misfit freaks are marching in to the land
You put a song in our heart, we put our hearts in your hands
As one we become, so as one we will stand
We're not defined by the past, but reminded by scars
How our hearts are refined 'til they shine like the stars
No need to talk like a wolf when we walk in the dark
The revolution will come when we come as we are
I breathe the melody in, now it runs in my blood
I laid my song to your beat, and it fits like a glove
Put my feet on the ground, keep my head up above
Make me shrewd as a snake, but as pure as a dove
I see you working subversively, reversing the curse
So the first are the last and the last are the first
Now we can laugh at the impossible and know it'll work
And grab the arse of a slim chance, like an adversity pervert
And our dreams was reborn, when we'd sworn it'd died
When our hope had all withered, our rivers had dried
Then you woke us with a kiss that cleared the mist from our eyes
And said now's a good time to be alive
Now rise up, we're moving in with our eyes closed shut
And no more pussyfooting around, we've come to shout the walls down, yeah
I said now rise up, we're moving in with our eyes closed shut
No more pussyfooting around, we've come to shout the walls down
And now rise up, we've come to shout the walls down, yeah
I said now rise up, we've come to shout the walls down, yeah
I said now rise up, we've come to shout the walls down, yeah
I'm gonna dance with my tribe until the morning light comes
Until the morning light comes, yeah
I'm gonna dance with my tribe until the morning light comes
Till the morning light comes, yeah
Rehearsing our verses, diversity bursting,
Converting our hearses and birthing a circus
Adverse to the thirst of the mercenary's purses
We're fervently serving the worthiest purpose
You are
I'm gonna dance with my tribe (You are) until the morning light comes
Till the morning light comes, yeah (You are, you are)
I'm gonna dance with my tribe (You are) until the morning light comes
Till the morning light comes, yeah
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11. |
One of you
04:31
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I got all the right credentials
still I don't belong
I do all the right things maybe
I just do 'em wrong
Advances spurned
their backs are turned against us.
Advances spurned
their backs are turned against us.
I can't pretend I know what to do
I never have been or will be one of you
dry conversation, no common ground
I see their lips move, but I don't hear a sound.
we waste our smiles.
Another awkward introduction,
I don't know what to say,
I'm a walking interruption
I should go away.
Advances spurned
their backs are turned against us
I can't pretend I know what to do
I never have been or will be one of you
dry conversation, no common ground
I see their lips move, but I don't hear a sound.
we waste our smiles.
Bridge: (ft. Hannah Frances!)
Don't tell it to the doctor
Don't tell it to the nurse
Just tell it to my baby
He's the one that makes it hurt
I can't pretend I know what to do
I never have been or will be one of you
dry conversation, no common ground
I see their lips move, but I don't hear a sound.
we waste our smiles.
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12. |
Underdog
06:01
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I'm good as dead,
They're hurricanes of brawn and brains
And its dog eat dog
It's clear to see
That the odds don't look all that good for me.
Someone said
It's not what you know, it's who you know
You cannot predict these things.
It's stones and slings,
The giant falls and the kid's the king.
Well all that I've got
Is just a prayer to sell,
My last penny dropped
Into the wishing well
I've nothing to lose,
No one sees me - I'm a ghost within the fog,
God bless the underdog
V2
Oh all expect .
The proud are bold
The crowd are sold
Oh they know its crunch time soon
My punch line's due
But if the tables turn then the jokes on you
The lights all fade
The bets are laid
My bed is made
No one ever hears my voice
I'm background noise
But mountains move when the meek rejoice
Well all that I've got
Is just a prayer to sell,
My last penny dropped
Into the wishing well
I've nothing to lose,
No one sees me - I'm a ghost within the fog,
God bless the underdog
V2
Oh all expect .
The proud are bold
The crowd are sold
Oh they know its crunch time soon
My punch line's due
But if the tables turn then the jokes on you
And I know my chances .
I'm not trying to fool myself
And I know I need to
You know that I need nothing else
Chorus
Outro
You are all that I've got
But you are all that I've...
Yeah you are all that I've got
But you are all that I need
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Mark Stoney Sheffield, UK
Sheffield based Songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer, general noise maker. lover, fighter, procrastinator.
Former Bobby Jealousy singer/guitarist.
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