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| MARCH 2001 |
| WHAT I�D NEVER SEEN (VERSION TWO) (MUSCUTT) Phone me more often she said she knows a happier ending A different place where the sun can shine she was a prom queen who told all Too childish running away too childish hiding away from me Please sing no more for me I don�t want to smile again you make me feel like I don�t exist Please sing no more for me I don�t want to be me anymore you make me see what I�d never seen today Morning ride to nowhere find what�s behind the door she was a princess in distress who imagined Her life would amount to something more What do you need to be a friend hide it in a public place twist me into shape Please sing no more for me I don�t need to smile again you make me catatonic inside Please sing no more I can�t wait to explain my actions you make me see what I�d never seen today Although this was written in March 2001, it was written a long time ago, way before that. Only thing was, I lost the original lyrics and had to re-write them for this newer version. It�s about comforting a friend who thinks everything is on their shoulders and telling them it�s not. SIX YEARS BETWEEN FRIENDS (MUSCUTT) Like the days when everyone used to be closer younger when nothing would matter and daylight stayed longer We stand on the fields we knew so well so long ago but now they�re dying like the sunlight in the autumn sky And there�s nothing we can say to stop them fading away or change the way we see things nowadays And lately I�ve seen you changing you used to be different but that was years ago You�re changing in so many ways and in such a short time I don�t think I know you but I think about you more each day Put your name on the line and sign away your life What do you do to support yourself? We�ve all seen you In alleyways and dark estates doing your best to look your worst but you were so different six years ago I was never happy with the title for this, it was originally called �Six� (partly after the character �Number Six� in the 1960�s series �The Prisoner�). It�s about the disintegration of communication between two childhood (or teenage) friends, and then them meeting up six years later, and one has become a prostitute. Not based on anyone I know, by the way. HIGH RISE (MUSCUTT) Are you sure well you looked so sure but that was long ago And now we�re in the 21ast century and the time has come to decide for ourselves You always told me you liked it this way so what�s so wrong in living so high Now that we�ve arrived you don�t see much to do but want to lay down and die And you�re just lucky we saw you when we did because we don�t want to lose you You say I�m always complaining about the sudden loss of oxygen But then so are you why did you come here if not to exist? I don�t think you know why you always told me you liked it this way So what�s so wrong in living so high Now that we�ve arrived you don�t see much to do but want to lay down and die And you�re just lucky we saw you when we did because we don�t want to lose you And now we�re living in the silence of some grey afternoon Watching static bounce off antennas and the only sound is your breathing in the dark You�ve know you�ve gone too far this time and I hope you realise that you�re just so Oh you�re lucky we found you when we did but do you still like it like this? This was one of the first songs I actually put music to, apparently someone reckoned the chords sounded similar to those used on �Just� by Radiohead, but I never saw the comparison. It uses the idea of a couple moving into a scummy tower block as their first married home because they can�t get anywhere else and then realising over time that it is a pretty nasty place to live. ANIMATIONS (MUSCUTT) What do you see when you wake in the night time is it something that shouldn�t be there? What�s the noise you constantly hear is it your screaming when you close your eyes? Because you know that the lies that you told so long ago will come back to haunt you You say I�m disturbed but I don�t mind you�re just a hallucination of mine But they�ll never believe me because they�re inside my head along with you I�m the sole survivor of the war that never happened no reflections in mirrors and a silence I can�t understand How do I operate but that�s the moral of the story do I not make sense to you? And at night they come out to play and I can�t find a way to make them leave Can�t you make them leave I was away at the time thinking up my past Originally called �Cranial Animation�. Like in �Chemical Reaction�, it is about what happens inside people�s heads. |
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