1. |
Little Air
03:50
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Time alone made you sick.
Thinking that your bones just won't stick to me.
But your surface is shiny clean.
You surface just to breathe a little air to go down.
A little air to go down on her.
Paint me, paint me thick.
Paint me any colour you want to pick.
But cover me, cover me, come me from head to toe.
Your fashion sense lets people know,
exactly who you are.
A little air to go down.
A little air to go down on her.
A little air to go down.
A little air to go down on me.
This generation feed on electric dinners beamed,
from their TV sets straight into their heads.
Forced advertisements, designer clothes.
You are what you eat so make sure you eat all,
of your five a day.
But these bad sleeper daydreamers,
wont stand a chance in hell.
They're never going to be what they want to be.
So wrap your hands up put on your gloves,
we're not falling out we're just making love,
thinking of someone else.
A little air to go down,
A little air to go down on her.
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2. |
Binevenagh
03:41
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That leap of faith that we made, naive dogs who can't behave.
You crossed, i fell, we're gone.
Feelings that you held for me, on polystyrene boards,
snap in two continue,
to hum it wrong when i sing you a beatle song.
From me to you something help in my life.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
Awkward sentences we said explode like stun grenades.
Shrapnel fills our mouths.
We'll pick them out with our tongues,
now go tell everyone, this boy is not all there.
You take my queen to realise your checkmate king.
You got to learn to think four moves ahead boy.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
But you must be having a laugh,
old Danny boy has never called from so far away.
I'm catching the next train then thumbing home.
Twenty four candles burn wax over all my fears.
I'm slowing but my futures fast,
god damn another year has past.
But these bones don't feel that old,
and i know we're getting closer,
creeping closer to the camera clicks,
and then we stick, and then we stick, and then we stick.
But you must be having a laugh,
Binevenagh never felt this far away.
I'm jumping on this plane i'm coming home.
But you must be having a laugh,
old Danny boy has never called from so far away,
I'm catching the next train then thumbing home.
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3. |
End Of An Error
03:33
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It's the end of an error, we fall down again,
breaking that part you built in me.
So i'll straighten up my back now and join the queue,
cause these days are for the weak.
and you're so far away today.
But then you stab my back infront of me,
tell me how it feels to be,
so disconnected from this world.
It's the end of an error, i'm sure ill figure it out,
then wipe that coffee stain from the roof.
You're breaking my heart again,
the only part of me that doesn't bend.
I'll pretend that it's ok.
But you're so far away again today.
But still you stab my back infront of me,
tell me how it feels to be,
so disconnected from this world.
Then throw my hand up to block your blow,
if i knew where i was going i'd go,
and leave you here to wash up in the dark.
Go now go, that person's in your head you know.
Go yeah go, cause you're already gone inside.
Go let go, white knuckles paint your slipping hands,
as you fall then decorate the hall.
But still you stab my back infront of me,
tell me how it feels to be,
so disconnected from this world,
and so disconnected from me.
It's the end of an error, i'm sure ill figure it out,
then wipe that coffee stain from the roof.
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4. |
Welcome Mat
04:00
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Everytime you open up girl,
I get locked out, you lock me out.
Next time you open shop i'm breaking in girl,
to rob your bones,
and push just a little bit of you out.
I don't know much about,
library of books in your house
but i know you don't read them.
Just like you they're for show,
all alone and i know,
our paint wont mix with my broken stick.
You got to let me in.
So everytime you come around,
doesn't matter how far down,
you've dug yourself i'll pick you out.
So don't play worry tennis with your tit for tat,
just leave your problems at my welcome mat,
just come on in kick off those holy shoes.
Still i don't know much about,
library of books in your house,
but i know you don't read them.
Just like you they're for show,
all alone and i know,
our paint won't mix and glue won't stick.
You got to let me in.
So everytime you come around,
doesn't matter how far down,
you've dug yourself i'll pick you out.
So don't play worry tennis with your tit for tat,
just leave your problems at my welcome mat,
just come on in kick off those holy shoes.
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5. |
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You echo what i feel,
then feel what i echo,
returning words not real,
cause your an illusion.
Taking off my hat just to sit down,
then opening doors to let you out.
This is real to me but what is real anyway?
I can see now what's happening here tonight,
you're taking her away taking her away, this is frighten,
and i dont want to know why your doing this in plain sight,
cause i am here i'm so near to you tonight,
you are real, i think.
Well i don't want to be here,
but you're an exception,
and force me to take the air,
but hold on hold on.
cause i can't seem to work you out,
you're buried deep in your doubt.
But this is real to me but what is real anyway?
I can see now what's happening here tonight,
you're taking her away taking her away, this is frighten,
and i dont want to know why your doing this in plain sight,
cause i am here i'm so near to you tonight,
you are real, i think.
Turn out the light,
I've turned out your light,
and it's not coming back on.
Let me inside, inside you,
to let me decide to work you out,
for good.
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6. |
Vapour
03:28
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On that day, the day you turned to vapour,
was pointing out all our pros and cons until your,
condensation just seemed to linger on the phone.
Line by line i tried to reel you in,
on a fishing line of conversation,
an angler tugging on your heart strings,
but i couldn't pull you in.
Oh oh oh oh.....
She hung up, so upside down she left me,
the business of the heart is so forgetful,
so then i tell myself, "Never end up here again."
and i know ill figure me out again,
and i know ill get back on my feet again,
but right now i can't even see the fifth of the ninth,
forever just ran out.
29 to 23:59,
all those early 20's you took to hide,
from me, you kept them to spend them on yourself,
just to make me that little bit more,
shorter in pockets of my mind,
i'm sure you'll fill me up to fool me over time,
her low self esteem has never been this high,
dressed up to the nines.
A penny for those thoughts,
if your selling dreams ill take the lot,
fuck counting sheep i'm count me,
out of every memory that reminds me of her.
On that day, the day you turned to vapour,
was pointing out all our pros and cons until your,
condensation just seemed to linger on the phone.
Line by line i tried to reel you in,
on a fishing line of conversation,
an angler tugging on your heart strings,
so cue the violins.
29 to 23:59,
all those early 20's you took to hide,
from me, you kept them to spend them on yourself,
just to make me that little bit more,
shorter in pockets of my mind,
im sure you'll fill me up to fool me over time,
her low self esteem has never been this high,
dressed up to the nines.
Oh oh oh oh.....
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7. |
Pull apart
03:50
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We'll pull apart each others velcro heart,
I'm going stick to whiskey to peel me off you.
So i top up another papercup of jack,
boy ive drunk enough to sink a fleet of relationships.
She hides them under the stairs,
her dirty little secrets in bows, so
We'll pull apart each other velcro heart,
unhooked the whiskey floods my insides.
I dont care what she says when im not around,
dont care either way,
as long as your out of sight, out of mind,
cause ill build me up again with sticks stones and broken bones,
i'll start from my toes then rip through your sky.
She hides them under the stairs,
old black and white pictures of coal and snow.
We'll pull apart each others velcro heart,
unhooked the whiskey drowns my insides,
as this sinking relationship hits the rocks again,
cracked ice.
Then killing time by wasting mine,
your disposable but i cant throw you away,
i'll recycle the parts of my heart you neatly tore apart,
still i can't control orders inside of me,
hell i just dont know what you ever seen in me,
still this relationship sank.
We'll pull apart each others velcro heart,
unhooked the whiskey drowns my insides,
as this sinking relationship hits the rocks again,
cracked ice.
Still doing time for killing mine, our bodies fade around a childish mind,
you'll never stop feeling young when your old.
Our bodies will fall apart, still pumping strong these teenage hearts,
you'll never stop feeling young when your old,
you'll never stop acting young when your old.
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8. |
Tired Eyes
03:42
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I need a change to rearrange us,
i got to get out, i got to get out,
of this living room we're dying in.
See the changes feel my scars,
that turn your stomach silent cars,
i gotta get out, gotta get out of this house.
You shake it out of me,
then fall apart so violently.
But i know where i'll put you now,
amongst my exs tipexxed out,
cause i know i cant correct us anymore.
A face against the wall,
hands tied feeling small you say,
give up the drink or give up me.
Short changed and always skint,
i got to make it work, got to make it work this time,
or your going home.
Scared of the weekend you say?
your scared of my friends you mean,
lying in bed obessed about the end.
You take it out on me,
then pull apart so easily.
But i know where i'll put you now,
amongst my exs tipexxed out,
cause i know i cant correct us anymore.
A face against the wall,
hands tied feeling small you say,
give up the drink or give up me.
But i'll get you in the long grass,
ill shatter your lies like a bottlebin,
pick a piece of bullshit broken glass.
Yeah i'll hunt you down to keep you thin,
til skinny does fill that dress your in,
i'll get you in the long grass tired eyes.
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9. |
Boomerang
03:33
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I'm moving out as she moves in,
an old coat feeling covered in pins,
punctures the meanings that grow deep within,
she is a ghost now covered in skin.
Remember to keep out dirty thoughts in your head boy
and let her go, let her go, let her go.
You are the bully of my heart,
a chest infection right from our very start,
you swam past quiet when i was fishing in your dark,
breathing so gentle,
til you blow the round apart when you wake
Remember to keep out dirty thoughts in your head boy
and let her go, let her go, let her go x2
pull yourself together boy to tear her apart
and let this go, let this go. Let this go!
Her neon lungs shine through everyone,
but in the dark i see you flickering,
her light is on i blame the wiring,
i can not touch yesterday,
cause it's tied up and locked away,
so i'll pull the pin that kept us in,
now throw me like a boomerang,
and dont catch me tho the second around,
go, go!
and let her go, let her go, let her go x2
pull yourself together boy to tear her tears apart
so let this go, let this go. Let this go!
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10. |
About You
04:29
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We're breaking up into pieces,
ill collect them all like a zigsaw,
glue them back together with your tears.
Your sitting here writing this song,
goose pimples seem to come along,
they whisper for awhile then they're off.
Then my mind starts to spring when i start to sing,
about you, about you.
This heart starts to beat but this overrated meat,
has got me in the shit so many times,
yes about you, about you, about you.
Shes the sniper of my chest with magazines filled with beauty tips,
to cover up the saddness in your eyes.
Then finally the penny drops on childish ways to kill us off.
Her minds made up, made up of bits and bobs.
Then my mind starts to spring when i start to sing,
about you, about you.
This heart starts to beat but this overrated meat,
has got me in the shit so many times,
yes about you, about you, about you.
Slowly you get up for work, feed the cats then jump into the shower to wash your armor for the day ahead.
In there do you think about the man lying in your bed that might wreck your plans of fortunes that you've made,
because you deserve a better man who'll treat you right and understand the way you think and how you plan out your life,
but maybe it's my head that's not right for all this life been told its not screw on tight and empty just a skull.
My mind starts to spring when i start to sing,
about you, about you.
This heart starts to beat but this overrated meat,
has got me in the shit so many times,
about you, about you, about you.
This songs about you, about you all about you.
So we're breaking off into pieces, ill collect them all like a zigsaw,
then glue them back together with your tears.
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Ruairí & The Owls
Ruairí & The Owls is the creative output of Irish north coaster Ruairí Connolly. Armed with a selection of friends at the helm to bring his catchy well crafted songs alive on stage. Great dynamics, witty lyrics and hooky melodies. You can't help but get your feet stomping and hands clapping experiencing this bunch of charismatic musicians live. ... more
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