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Old recordings, instrumentals and odd tracks that I uploaded to the track-a-week project in early 2013.

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released June 3, 2014

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Track Name: Déjà Vu
Déjà vu
When you turn around and see me here
Standing where I used to and I
Disappear from view
Will you shrug your shoulders,
Turn away?
Ignoring all the games that light can
Play with you
That echo through the day
Can light be made anew?
Or is it déja vu?

Déjà vu
When you think you've seen the film before
When you know the forms the pictures turn into
When you're really sure
You've seen that perfect blue
And everything is true
Your life is déjà vu.
Track Name: Circle/Line
You.
You with your ear to the ground
Do you hear voices?
Do you see riders?
You
What can you see from down there?
Maybe a pebble
Maybe a footprint
Oh, you,
You're saying nothing
Your lips are moving
But no sense comes out
Oh, you,
You think of nothing,
Nothing at all.

Me
I have my head in the sky
I can see mountains
I can see rivers
Flowing to
Me
I can see you from up here,
You're only a pebble
Merely a footprint
Me
I'm saying nothing
I know my lips are moving
But nonsense comes out
Oh, me
I'm thinking of nothing
I'm thinking of nothing
Nothing at all

Melt the ice into water
Turn the water into wine
Turn the wine into blood
Freeze the blood into ice
All I see is a circle
All you see is a line

Look,
It could be the end of the world
Or just a hiccup
Or just a stumble.
Look,
What can we be to the world
Maybe a footprint
Maybe a pebble
Now.
Do you hear the nothing
Do you hear the silence
When you close your mouth?
Now
We can do nothing
The weak can do nothing
Nothing at all

Melt the ice into water
Turn the water into wine
Turn the wine into blood
Freeze the blood into ice
All I see is a circle
All you see is a line

See the void become a pinprick
See the dot become a line
See the line become a circle
Which in turn becomes a globe
It's just a question of perspective
It's just a trick of the light.
Track Name: Sensitive Boy
He's a sensitive boy
In short trousers and dirt.
See him run down the alley,
Flapping tail on his shirt.
And he'll think of a girl,
What can he say to her?
Sensitive boy.

He's a sensitive boy,
Armbands on in the pool.
He will dream of September
When he goes back to school,
And he'll read to the class
In a voice strong and true,
Sensitive boy.

But he is honest and open when he talks to strangers
And he's struck dumb by the stars in his eyes.
How can a creature like that survive?
If they don't take him and build him up
He will never thrive.
Always to be the stripling,
The halfwit, the weakling,
The coward, the crybaby - yes!
The sensitive boy.

See the sensitive boy
With no reason or rhyme
He will have to be punished
Maybe we'll find a crime
To hang round his neck
Like a collar and tie.
Sensitive boy.

See the sensitive boy
Watch him swing on a gate.
It is time he was beaten
For he must learn to hate.
The scars will make him tough.
He'll thank us one day.
Sensitive boy.

So kiss him goodbye.