1. |
I'm Sorry
04:31
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I’m Sorry
Verse 1
I’m sorry if this world it rumbles
Incomprehensible and cold
I’m sorry if you’re only mining
The distraction from the gold
Verse 2
I’m sorry if you’re only filling
Pockets from the bottom up
I’m sorry if ingrained are ideals
Worthy not the test of time
Chorus
I’m sorry if you’ll never know it
The imitation from the real
I’m sorry if it’s left you empty
What little else is there to feel?
Verse 3
I’m sorry if I’ve known my comfort
Sitting next to your despair
I’m sorry if your arm it cradles
Your head while wood it spears your hip
Chorus
I’m sorry if you’ve ever known it
I’m sorry no one seems to care
I’m sorry but we’re all distracted
To shout complaints into the air
I’m sorry if you’ve ever seen it,
Hanging high above the roots
So few of us will make it,
Our heads forever in the noose
Verse 4
Well among the people lie the cadre
Who’d like to tell your fortune true
That the lands your know are drowning
For the dog that eats his own
Verse 5
He keeps us simple, keeps us blinded
While he sniffs around our door
Waiting for the chance to profit
From the weakest and the poor
Chorus
I’m sorry if you’ve seen it coming,
It’s a weight so few can bare
I’m sorry that we’re all distracted
To shout complaints into the air
I’m sorry if you’ve ever seen it,
Hanging high above the roots
So few of us will make it,
Our heads forever in the noose
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2. |
Matter Of Time
03:02
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Verse 1:
When fresh leaves and bistro crumbs
Are all that litter your streets, some
When a price is to resist,
Not to afford or to persist towards
Chorus:
You’ll know that you made it,
But you gotta know that you’re, no friend of mine
Oh I know you’re elated,
But you gotta look down it’s only a matter of time
A matter of time
A matter of… time
Verse 2:
If a lady is at the helm,
You’ll be content as shit goes down
If your own damn face is just
A serving suggestion you must…
Chorus:
Oh know that you made it
But you gotta know that you’re no friend of mine
Oh I know you’re elated,
But you gotta look down it’s only a matter of time
a matter of time (X5)
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3. |
To Rome
05:33
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Verse 1
Word splash, colours all mismatched
Boomed highest from walls, wrapped tightly around trains
5000 windows stretched out with old age
Forms a slice of must see, steels pictures just for me
Chorus
Felt your shadow close, so close it touched my heels
And I will hold my tongue, I won’t speak of olden days
I won’t speak of olden days, aah aah ooh x2
Mmm
Verse 2
Carvings curved, held high on teal thrones
Heads of hope watching crowds grow, bring wishes my knee
I knew you were waiting, for the heat of the night
To strengthen my bones, when I was most alone
Chorus
Felt your shadow close, so close it touched my heels
And I will hold my tongue, I won’t speak of olden days
I won’t speak of olden days, who are you kidding now?
Who are you kidding, trynna sell new land to your heart?
Trynna sell new land to you heart
I will hold my tongue, I will hold my tongue
Won’t speak of olden days, won’t speak of olden days
Felt your shadow close, so close it touched my heels
And I will hold my tongue, I won’t speak of olden days
I won’t speak of olden days aah aah ooh x2
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ha ha x4
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4. |
Money
05:24
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Verse 1
Giving strangers your finest hours
Giving strangers your finest years
Then handing over your children
To the same beast that, broke you
Verse 2
A world built on wasted lives
Will always need to keep taking more
Look for the shit that they’re not selling
Because pride in one’s nation always has a price
And we always seem to pay with our lives
Chorus
I hope they wake up from this dream some day
With blood stains on their hands
And there’s nothing but a breath left to take
Maybe then they’ll understand,
They’ll understand x3
That money can’t hold your x2
Money can’t hold your hand
Verse 3
For the slight of privileged who swirl in distraction
And for those who suffer in the now
The ground keeps shifting beneath us
While we try settling just to settle down
Verse 4
I will not passively grow more bodies
I will not wheel around their future wives
Just passing time with inaction
I won’t let apathy take my life
I won’t lay down without a fight
Chorus
I hope they wake up from this dream some day
With blood stains on their hands
And there’s nothing but a breath left to take
Maybe then they’ll understand,
They’ll understand x3
That money can’t hold your x2
Money x5
Can’t hold your hand
Break
No, no money can’t money can’t (x3)
Money can’t hold your, money money money can’t hold your (x6)
Chorus
I hope they wake up from this dream one day
With blood stains on their hands
And there’s nothing but a breath left to take
Maybe then they’ll understand,
They’ll understand x3
Outro
That money can’t hold your
Money can’t hold your, hand
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5. |
The Root
05:07
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Verse 1:
Bail us out
If it’s so easily done
We’ve laid our claim now, don’t forget
What has ever been, will not always be
We’re over our heads
Drowning in man’s interest
The years we’ve sown those, children grown
We’ve somehow outstayed our welcome in…
Somehow outstayed our welcome in
Outstayed our welcome in
Chorus:
Our own home oh oh oh oh
Our own home oh oh oh oh
Our own home aaaaah
Verse 2:
So daily protest
But join the dots still we resist
The call to rise in the, future lies for this,
Thinking meat ah with a damn good taste
You who protect
State interest oh over citizens
The power gained ah it’s all in vain,
Not you, nor I, nor them can be guaranteed…
Will be guaranteed,
Can be guaranteed
Chorus:
Our own home oh oh oh oh
Our own home oh oh oh oh
Our own home aaaaah
Verse 3:
So please just give me a box
To quietly eat my meals in
Till my working day that don’t, match my pay
Begins again tomorrow so I can keep,
Tomorrow let me keep,
Oh god can I just keep…
Chorus
My own home oh oh oh oh
My own home oh oh oh oh
My own home
Muh muh muh my
Oh God
Outro:
My
Mu mu mu my x2
Mu mu mu my x2
Home
Mu mu my own home
Hmm x4
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6. |
Conflict Bound
04:46
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Suck, suckling life from the soil
Demanding more from the day
Leaving rooms empty
While stepping over bodies in door ways
And I will try to cut my teeth
On your sheltered point of view
But its leaving me empty and declawed
A poor use of my time
Oh, it’s just another point of view
Another chance for you to turn away
I know you’ve heard it all before
But hear it once more before you turn away
Just once more and we’ll try,
Because we’re conflict bound
We’re conflict bound.
The branches we hack at in reform
Leaves little in progress and will to fight worn
Come gather around I’ve got some news
Freedom begins when needs are cut loose
Labouring force keeps the pressure on
Systemic flaws and all that’s wrong
Estrange the work, keep punching down
What do we know? Well we’re conflict bound
But oh, it’s just another point of view
Another chance for you to turn away
I know you’ve heard it all before
But hear it once more before you turn away
Just once more and we’ll try,
Because we’re conflict bound
We’re conflict bound.
Bound
We’re conflict bound
But I know, you’ve hear it all before
But hear it once more before you turn away
Just once more and we’ll try,
Because we’re conflict bound
We’re conflict bound.
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7. |
What Have We?
04:54
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Verse 1:
Gonna take it, Gonna take it
From my bones yeah, from my bones yeah
We’re all in heated agreement
That nothing is permanently ours
Verse 2:
Gonna keep it, gonna keep it
My name clean, my name clean
While the law of profit
Brings self-interest through the door
Chorus:
Left to worship in a new way
To fill the time between the working day
They assume to be our champions
Yet when our time is over,
They wait, with both hands,
Taking what we have made
What have we made?
Verse 3:
what do I know now, do I know now?
That’s the question, is the question
I gotta sharpen these tools
While it gets sharply polarized
Chorus:
Left to worship in a new way
To fill the time between the working day
They assume to be our champions
Yet when our time is over,
They wait, with both hands,
Taking what we have made
What have we made?
Have we?
What have we made?
Have we?
What have we made?
Bridge:
Come gather around,
My armoured saviours
Which way should I run,
To keep calm through the fire?
They give us more time,
To practice their aim
Cause the sickness they caught,
Is societies gain
What have we made?
Have we?
What have we made?
Have we made?
Outro:
What have we?
That’s it
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Clara Byrne Bray, Ireland
A socialist singer songwriter from Bray.
She has been fortunate enough to support a wealth of Irish
talent including Wallis Bird, Mick Pyro (Republic Of Loose), Cathy Davey and Neil Hannon (Divine Comedy).
She seeks her lyrical inspiration in the world around her and seeks solitude from that world in the music she creates.
Handstitched is her debut album.
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