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The soft century

by Winter dies in June

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1.
The Exception 04:48
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You will go hard tonight You don’t need your Vicodin You’re probably sober Better not investigate Stay cool stay clean But you’re always on “stand by” Just like you’re living with someone else’s face And after all You’re just part of it Pictures and rubbish that you can’t get along with anymore…. Yes your fault but it’s over Nobody’s knocking at your door Not a sorrow not a danger anymore And there’s no shame all around you Just a psychedelic shore Or a supervisor for what you can’t control And after all You’re just part of it Pictures and rubbish that you can’t get along with anymore…. Oh my goodness you’re just boring You can feel it by the way you used to carry on You’ll always be The exception to the rule
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My romance, your coma 07:59
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Come back to me I mean “your ordinary boy” The future collapses in your eyes once again As long as you don’t discover What’s the matter with your happiness You might change but the scum remains the same It’s going by it’s going by but this time you won’t survive C’mon let’s dance me, sweaty kiss me tonight In my daydreams I was staring at your eyes There’s no other way to describe how I feel Yeah…I’ve been away but now I’m back for real - “But you go forward, I go backwards”- you said -“In a a coma can you keep my lips awake” -“Someone else’s fault someone else’s joke not mine”- -“Among all the pronouns, when the sheets roll down I’d better die” Yep the harbour…in a parlour you speak…. “think I’m losing what you’ve been starting to feel” A million miles away, couldn’t have been closer Right up to my eyes in a lifetime in a while But I go forward, you go backwards….goodbye In a a coma can you keep me alive In a coma somewhere in Lancashire we’re together without fears In a romance among the daffodils you’re ten feet tall…too much to me….
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Existentialist 04:39
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Hello…my weeping willow But you find yourself so gorgeous that you disappear with worry At your window pane always so far away I bumped into you on a day of July you escorted me with your boring life… You seem satisfied about today statements when you're drunk… someone like you could really do something Why don’t you kill yourself? Why don’t you disappear? It’s all for free You seem satisfied about today A photograph to show – someone like you could really do yourself in Why don’t you sell yourself? Why don’t you disappear? It’s all for free And I better stop thinking that we’re probably sober …For awkward tomorrows You seem satisfied about the plans but you know the past doesn’t fall in place I just can’t take it anymore. I just can’t take it anymore. I just can’t take it anymore. And suddenly you smile And we better stop thinking. That we know that it’s over Now we’re out where the grass grows You know… there are better, better problems We’re indulging ourselves – in so many ways you swear that you’ll swear til there’s nothing left to say… Hello…my weeping willow But you find yourself so gorgeous that you disappear with worry At your window pane always so far away I bumped into you on a day of July you were scaring me with your boring life… Don’t finish - what you wouldn’t start… Now you tell me – for real – you lied to me! You cant say that your not beautiful = why don’t you realise that the others have problems baby More darkness, on principle! Why don’t you realise that the others – lied to you!
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The lioness (song for Gloria Gilbert) 04:42
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I’ve been watching all that fuss from above Steadily forsaking hastily receding from what I’m for “Not anymore!” I was frightened I can feel in my throat All the words colliding creaking like an icy chandeliers “It’s all over me!” I was kneeling down to tie my shoe “now I’m feeling dangerous marching through the streets I used to know Not anymore!” “Keep on walking” without a warning Through the shiny gloves around Pass your mother eyes so worried Pass the silhouettes somehow Face to face and blinking You started singing “nothing matters when we’are dancing, nothing matters when we spin around” You’ve been watching all that fuss from above Steadily forsaking hastily receding from what I’m for “Not anymore!” I was frightened I can feel in my throat All the words colliding creaking like an icy chandeliers “It’s all over me!” “Keep on walking” without warning Through the shiny gloves around Without yelling or commoving Just the sound of “you and I” Like there was no morning You come up and show me There’s no need to get discovered There’s no need to get along with this century Mobile phones and chips and clicks But from now on “nothing matters when we’are dancing, nothing matters when we spin around” All in roundabouts
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My soft centre 06:59
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It’s all about how to disappear now It’s all about how to get out safe Good practice will help you tracking back the things you waste There was time to dance in the hard rain There was time to blow up/out your mind Your soft centre is calling her sometimes Will she reply, will she reply? Jack is speeding up with your best friend Tom and Jo are flattering you Suddenly someone grabs your hand But you’re Mardi Bum It’s like you try to break it into pieces While you held tight to a horoscope You came to dance but there’s no happiness to share You’re exploding Got my mind full of, things to do with you just as long as you will give me your answers When the stars left you I was the one you blamed C’mon c’mon you make so easy not to think about myself C’mon c’mon I didn’t seem to be concerned about the danger Be care be care try to be careful with this song ‘Cause there’s nothing left to save I was wondering if you could Cause you’re so so so disarming Got my mind full of, things to do with you just as long as you will give me your answers When the stars left you I was the one you blamed Calm down I didn’t notice Now it’s time to drop all that bullshit You can’t swim in You can’t rely on it The only thing you have to do is to disappear
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A workable thing 05:48
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Have you ever heard how to disappear From the nothingness of your life filled with cheap thrills? On the Central line "Suburban" irritant With that smell of fear, & cabbage spicy garbage and "what's up kid?" So...you gave yourself to dance, London owes you a chance but your hair went grey you couldn't hold your nerve In the river Thames And you find yourself harmless, you find yourself floating away In a paper cup It was as short as it was brutal as it was ambitious as it was pure Now you tread down the streets of King's Cross blue mascara And a bag from Tesco The drinking days so far away yeah the sorry tales Can't run form your haunting story called "I've had my days of glory" It's about the time your father died on a playing field It comes to nothing but I'm still looking at your freckles & our lies It comes to nothing but I'm still wondering the wonder of being alive Cause I'm not allright Your Beaujoulais is running out with red letters on the floor - you didn't show It was as short as it was brittle, ever ambitious, our stupid joke You like to talk about efficiency All we have is a basis for a workable thing You love to talk about efficiency All we have is a minimum basis for a workable thing Something's running in your veins and takes control over you Something good and something dreary If you ever fled the scene If you ever felt the heat It can't get any easier they say "what for" as you walk away Your Dostoevskj sleeps tonight and all your literature is torn You like to talk about efficiency All you have is a basis for a workable thing
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A quiet corner 04:58
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The newspaper said that you had a stroke I wonder you were just 24 No Beatles come out from your strawberry lips anymore "Compose yourself!" "suffragette!" and "Talk to me slowly" and the cheers when my parents were gone When we cover the distance between happiness and alcohol So the closest we came to a confident love was the passion we share for champagne in your mother’s house front porch a kiss was the secret you traded for my Latin skills Spit down or swallow… what love’s about? Something to cry for or something to hunt, you went straight to the church To question a minister Now there’s no point in running against you I’d rather blow my thoughts away We drove to the lake and the future was perfectly shaped And you sang on a stick “I’ll get by on a limb but these blue eyes of mine they are closed” "Please let me scream some old-fashioned good song We used to sing in our quiet corner" Did you crawl down alone? Into the death I wanted for so long The one you wore on your skinny breast The one who makes showers Who makes you feel like nobody else Under my chest under my chest Oohhhhh it’s not funny
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Graduation song 02:37
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It’s Sunday morning I’m wide awake Thinking of the stupid things i couldn’t say How I hate the way you play “the smoking talker” And the regrets full of complaints about your father If I were taller would you love me still? If I got sober will you keep cooking for me? Another Crime Anthology half asleep Another “I can’t get along with pornography!” So this is what we really deserve: a glass of wine a blurry kiss a cigarette?? The day you came up starry eyed “I think I need you” And after love you took a nap beside my piano This is where we belong now A warmer corner to get old in A tidy place where you can hide yourself in Cleared away from stomach pains A place where you will be always my Michelle Or someone else
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Spike your mind 02:49
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Somewhere in Lancashire 02:09
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In a coma somewhere in Lancashire we’re together without fears In a romance among the daffodils you’re ten feet tall…too much to me….
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Big sale Saturday 05:25
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Float on, with your nightmares And leave no traces on magazines I know, I’m sure, the dismal science you walk with I dressed up like a pioneer But you soundly wrapped up your home and fear That soon, this tiny border collapses, and the crowd comes flooding you again It’s the merry end, of all the things so sad Come colliding when everybody was wrong I was strong stronger then you know But you will know Now you double all your clothes just to occupy your time And you shop your way out of the blues It’s the merry end, of all the things so sad Come colliding when everybody was wrong I was strong stronger then you know But you will know But somebody will cry taking somebody’s mind To the nightly sketches of a rotten philosophy But you you just need to feel safer Before the crowd comes flooding you again Now you double all your clothes just to occupy your time And you shop your way out of the blues But nightmares will come back on Big Sale Saturday As you’re queuing next to her But the crowd is blind and leaves you there choking on On all the differences that you got But somebody will cry taking somebody’s mind To the nightly sketches of a rotten philosophy But you but you but you
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Salgarian 04:24
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Chicago there’s nothing wrong Still singing your favourite Pavement song Can you see through all these rolling years The winter days among your chandeliers I stay here I stay real This time of year I’d better swallow my fears After all my painless suicides Your front porch the park bench in the night This is me about collapsing all this shit is dragging me Around again Young again Like an echo in your head -“So am I softer then a lie?” And your bedroom starts to spin Chicago here we come Welcome back to solid ground my love The rough boys sitting right above the club The scream's the laughter's the “please...don’t come apart!” This is me about collapsing all this shit's sinking deeply I’m cutting myself into pieces Still can’t figure out what’s going on….

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released February 22, 2014

Recorded and mixed by Francesco Rabaglia.
Mastered by Tony Lash.

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