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HARDWIRE
03:42
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WHAT DID I FIND?
THERE IS NO LINE THAT CAN’T BE CROSSED
THERE IS NO PLACE
THERE IS NO PLACE CALLED HEART OF HEARTS
THERE IS NO LOVE THAT CAN’T BE LOST, BE LOST UNTIMELY
AND NOW I SEEK
ANOTHER FLAME TO BE RE-BORN
ANOTHER SONG
ANOTHER SONG TO WATCH UNWIND
ANOTHER ROSE THAT HAS THE THORN, THE THORN TO DRIVE ME
I HAVE TRIED TO PLAY THE GOOD GUY
BUT I GOT THIS HARDWIRE IN MY HEAD
SO WHEN I TELL YOU, TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU
I’M THINKING SOMETHING ELSE INSTEAD
I SING TOO MUCH
I SMOKE TOO MUCH, I TALK TOO MUCH
I SIT AND DREAM
THEN LIE AWAKE ALL NIGHT AND THINK
OF THOSE MIGHT-HAVE-BEENS AND COULD-HAVE-BEENS AND SUCH
THAT I ALLOW TO HAUNT ME
I’M A LAUGH AT DINNER-PARTIES
SEE ME TAKE A TASTE FROM EVERY DISH
BREAKING ANY TOMB I WANT TO
STEALING ANY RAG-AND-BONE I WISH
I HAVE TRIED TO PLAY THE GOOD GUY
BUT I GOT THIS HARDWIRE IN MY HEAD
SO WHEN I TELL YOU, TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU
I’M THINKING SOMETHING ELSE INSTEAD
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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BRAINSTEM BLUES
05:04
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AND WHEN I GET UP TO THOSE REPTILE BRAINSTEM BLUES
AND WHEN I GET UP TO THOSE REPTILE BRAINSTEM BLUES
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
THEN IT’S “OH NO,
I HAD TO HOLD ON BUT I HAD TO LET YOU GO..
”AND IT’S”OO-OO,
I HATE YOU VERY MUCH AND I KNOW YOU HATE ME TOO..”
THIS HAND IT RISES UP TO LET THOSE FINGERS FLY
THIS HAND IT RISES UP TO LET THOSE FINGERS FLY
BIG CLOUDS ON THE ANAYGLYPTA, ON THE ANAGLYPTA SKY
BIG CLOUDS ON THE ANAYGLYPTA, ON THE ANAGLYPTA SKY
THEN IT’S “HEY-HEY,
I DON’T MIND DYING ‘CAUSE I DO IT EVERY DAY…
”AND IT’S HI-HI,
YOU GOT ME IN THE HEART, YEAH YOU STABBED IT WITH YOUR EYE..”
I’M GETTING TIRED OF MAKING UP EXCUSES
FOR THE STUPID LITTLE THINGS I DO
I’M GETTING TIRED OF GETTING INTO SITUATIONS
THAT I NEVER REALLY WANTED TOO
YEAH YEAH YEAH….(ETC.)
LA LA LA…(ETC.)
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
THEN IT’S “TEE-HEE,
I DID IT ALL TO YOU SO YOU COULD DO IT BACK TO ME…
”BUT IT’S “BOW-WOW,
YOU’LL NEVER GET TO ME, ‘CAUSE I’LL NEVER SHOW YOU HOW…
I’M GETTING TIRED OF MAKING UP EXCUSES
FOR THE STUPID LITTLE THINGS I DO
I’M GETTING TIRED OF GETTING INTO SITUATIONS
THAT I NEVER REALLY WANTED TOO
YEAH YEAH YEAH….(ETC.)
LA LA LA…(ETC.)
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
DEEP DOWN IN THE HYPOTHALY, IN THE HYPOTHALYMUS
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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ECHO
02:46
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MIDNIGHT COME, BUT YOU DON’T WANNA GO HOME
FOR THOSE SAME OLD WALLS TO ENCLOSE YOU
YOU WANNA BE WHERE THE NIGHT’S AS YOUNG AS YOU
JUST A LITTLE BIT OF SPARKLE OR A DRINK OR TOO
FOR YOU THE EVENING’S ONLY JUST BEGINNING
AND YOU’RE LEAVING TO THE ECHO OF THE ENCORE
YOU’VE GOT THE MAGIC WRAPPED ABOUT YOUR SHOULDERS
YOU DON’T WANNA LEAVE IT LYING AT THE STAGE DOOR
MUG OF COFFEE AND YOU’RE DRESSED TO KILL
I CAN SEE WHY SO MANY WOULD DESIRE YOU
SWEET ON THE EAR, EASY ON THE EYE
BUT THAT’S NOT WHY I BEFRIENDED YOU
I’D LIKE TO THINK YOU FOUND THE NIGHT YOU WANTED
AND YOU GOT HOME SO LATE IT WAS AN OUTRAGE
I’D LIKE TO THINK I MEANT TO WRITE THIS FOR YOU
BUT IT’S JUST ANOTHER ECHO FROM THE BACKSTAGE
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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LONESTAR
04:45
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LONESTAR RANGER, FACE DOWN IN THE GUTTER
BLOOD IN THE SPURS AND ALL AROUND THE HEELS
HIS ONE TRACK MIND SPINNING ROUND WITH LIQUOR
IS IT ANY WONDER NO-ONE KNOWS HOW HE FEELS?
AND TWELVE HOURS LATER, HE’S COLD STONE SOBER
HE DON’T KNOW WHY NO-ONE’S GOT THE TIME OF DAY
HE RIDES OUT JUST AT THE DAWN
NO-ONE SEES HIM BURN UP IN THE RISING FLAME
LIFE GOES ON LIKE BEFORE
NO-ONE EVEN DARES JUST TO MENTION THE NAME
IT’S A CRYING SHAME
THE CEREMONY REALLY ISN’T WORKING
THERE’S MAGIC IN THE AIR, JUST NOT THE PRETTY KIND
TONIGHT THERE WILL BE NO MORE REVELATIONS
JUST ALL THE DREAMS YOU NEVER HAD DRIFTING FAR BEHIND
AND NO MORE HOPING, NO MORE EXPECTATING
NO MORE HUNTING TREASURE THAT YOU’LL NEVER FIND
I’LL SAY JUST WHAT YOU WANT
JUST YOU WRITE IT DOWN, I’LL SAY ANYTHING YOU WANT
AND I’LL DO JUST WHAT YOU ASK
JUST YOU TELL ME WHAT, I’LL DO ANYTHING YOU ASK
ANYTHING YOU ASK
WINTER WOLVES APPROACH THE SUBURBS
THEY NEED MEAT AND YOU’RE SO TASTY
WHAT’S THAT SHIFTING THROUGH THE ALLEY
SHAPED LIKED DEATH BUT TWICE AS NASTY?
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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THE KILLING
04:12
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EDGE OF A MOON AND A STAR FOR FREE
HANG IN THE SKY FOR US ALL TO SEE
CANDLES ARE LIT ON THE BALUSTRADE
FEET ON THE STAIRS AND A PLAN WELL-LAID
RAIN ON THE ROOF AND THAT SONG YOU LOVE
EVEN THE PART THAT I NEVER GET RIGHT
GIVING OUT GIFTS ON A SABLE NIGHT
WITH A RE-BORN MOON ABOVE.
SHARING THE TRUTH ON THE HOMEWARD ROAD
SAID IN THE USUAL OPEN CODE
DINNER FOR THREE AND A QUIZ FOR TWO
BUT NEVER THE ANSWER TO ME AND YOU
SO THERE IN THE WINE AND THE FLOWERS AND THE GLOW
I KILLED SOMETHING SWEET, KILLED IT STONE DEAD
AND THE SENSIBLE PART OF AN UNSENSIBLE HEAD
JUST KNEW THAT IT HAD TO BE SO .
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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VIRGINIE
04:36
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VIRGINIE SHE SAYS TO ME
FRANCE HAS LOST ITS SENSE OF JOIE DE VIVRE
I HAVEN’T BEEN FOR YEARS MYSELF
SO I DON’T FIND IT EASY TO BELIEVE HER
CAUSE IT’S GOT THE WINE AND THE SWEET CHAMPAGNE
IT’S GOT THE BRIE AND THE GRAPES, IT’S GOT MONTMARTRE
AND IF THEY’RE HAVING TOO MUCH FUN,
THEY’VE GOT THOSE CIGARETTES AND JEAN PAUL SARTRE
IT MUST BE LIKE THE ICE AGE, ONLY BACKWARDS, MA CHERIE
FOR YOU TO COME THIS FAR NORTH SEEKING WARMTH AND BONHOMIE
OH I DO HOPE THAT YOU FIND YOU SOME
THERE’S NONE LEFT HERE FOR ME, VIRGINIE
YES I DO HOPE THAT YOU FIND YOU SOME
THERE’S NONE LEFT HERE FOR ME, VIRGINIE
.CAME ALL THE WAY FROM MONTPELLIER
TO SIT DOWN BY ANOTHER STINKING RIVER
WHERE PARTY TIME IS ANY TIME
IT BACK TO MINE, AND THEN IT’S “YEAH, WHATEVER…”
WHERE EVERY CONVERSATION SHOULD
BE UNDERSCORED WITH PRE-RECORDED LAUGHTER
WHERE FIRST IT’S “OH! JE T’AIME, JE T’AIME”
AND THEN IT’S “I WILL HATE YOUR FACE FOR EVER AFTER”
FROM PERPIGNAN TO PETERGATE, THAT’S A LONG WAY, MA CHERIE
FOR YOU TO COME IN SEARCH OF SIMPLE CAMERADERIE
OH I’M SURE IT’S “BIEN VENUE” FOR YOU
IT’S “MAIS NON PLUS” FOR ME
YES I’M SURE IT’S “BIEN VENUE” FOR YOU
IT’S “MAIS NON PLUS” FOR ME
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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OCTOBER
02:38
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AIN’T THE KIND OF DAY TO RUN ABOUT
CATCHING UP WITH EVERYONE
NOT WHEN ALL THE STREETS ARE CLEAR AND WIDE
AND DUSTED BY THE SUN
WHEN THE YEAR US TURNING
AND THE CLOUDS ARE HIGH
AD THE LEAVES ARE CURLING DOWN
AND I WILL WALK THESE WALLS AGAIN
IT’S AN OLD DELIGHT
BUT IT STILL SHAKES ME LIKE A BREEZE
IT WON’T SAVE A LIFE
BUT IT JUST MIGHT SAVE THE DAY
COMES A TIME WHEN EVEN I’LL GET TIRED
OF KICKING MY HEAD AROUND
COMES A TIME WHEN EVEN I WILL LAY
LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
WHEN A SWEET VOICE CALLS ME
FROM ANOTHER SIDE
I WON’T UNDERSTAND A WORD
BUT I WILL FOLLOW ANYWAY
THEN A CHANGE OF LIGHT
COMES SCATTERING ACROSS THE LAND
IT WON’T CHANGE THE WORLD
BUT IT JUST MIGHT CHANGE MY MIND
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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SOMETIMES
05:12
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THEN A CHANGE OF LIGHT
COMES SCATTERING ACROSS THE LAND
IT WON’T CHANGE THE WORLD
BUT IT JUST MIGHT CHANGE MY MIND
SOMETIMES, I SIT AND HOLD MY HAND
SOMETIMES ALL DAY LONG
I TRY TO MAKE ME UNDERSTAND
I ALWAYS GET IT WRONG
PUSH OUT, HOLD OUT, THROW OUT, LOCK OUT
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
FACE IN, KEEP IN, STAY IN, HIDE IN
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
SOME TIME GETS MEASURED BY THE STARS
SOME BY THE SEA
I DON’T COUNT THROUGH IT ANYMORE
IT’S JUST DARK OR LIGHT TO ME
BLEED OUT, LEAK OUT, SPREAD OUT, FADE OUT
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
HOLD IN, GIVE IN, CAVE IN, FALL IN
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
SOMETIMES, IT’S JUST AS IF IT’S PLANNED
SOMETIMES IT FALLS WIDE
I TRY TO MAKE ME UNDERSTAND
HOW IT JUST DIED
CALL OUT, SHOW OUT, SCREAM OUT, BLAZE OUT
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
COME IN, SIT IN, JOIN IN, DIG IN
IT’S ALL THE SAME TO ME
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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THE WRECKERS
04:58
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THE SAME OLD WINDS COME CALLING
TO MESS ABOUT WITH LEAVES
AND THROW UP ALL THE GARBAGE IN THE AIR
THEY SURE SEEM DISAPPOINTED
TO LEAVE ME UNINSPIRED
WHE I WAS SO IMPRESSED BY THEM LAST YEAR
I GOT SHADOWS IN MY POCKETS
NONSENSE IN MY HEAD
NOTHING THAT THE WORLD REQUIRES TO KNOW
I’M BORED OF ALL THE ROMANCE
NOW I’LL GET TIRED OF GETTING BORED
AND THEN IT’S ANYBODY’S GUESS WHAT’S NEXT TO GO
KILLER STORMS AND SUMMER FRUITS
SUDOKU AND CAFETIERES
TAINTED WINE AND BROKEN LIGHT
SOMETHING IN THE MIX THAT’S HARD TO BEAR
I’M ALL AT SEA THIS TIME, THIS TIME
ALL AT SEA THIS TIME
THERE’SA BIG FAT MOON CHEWING AT MY BRAIN
I’M ALL AT SEA THIS TIME
AND THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE, NO MORE
THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE
THERE’S A BERMUDA TRIANGLE JUST AROUND THE CORNER
AND THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE
I HAVE COME TO LOVE MY PRISON
I KNOW EVERY BRICK BY NAME
THERE’S SOME I HAVEN’T TALKED TO IN A WHILE
SOME TRIED KILLING ME WITH PENNIES
SOME TRIED KILLING ME WITH SPITE
SOME HAVE EVEN TRIED TO KILL ME WITH A SMILE
BUT IF LIFE IS JUST A LESSONI GUESS I NEVER LEARNED
THOUGH I BURNED MY FINGERS RIGHT DOWN TO THE BONE
SO I’LL TAKE THE GIFTS OF STRANGERS
I’LL TRUST THE LOVE OF FRIENDS
‘CAUSE I JUST CAN’T SEEM TO LEAVE LIFE WELL ALONE
BURNING BOATS ON A HOLIDAY
STAND ON THE BRIDGES AS THEY CLAP AND CHEER
WEARING CLOTHES FROM OLDEN TIMES
THERE’S SOMETHING IN THIS SCENE I JUST CAN’T BEAR
I’M ALL AT SEA THIS TIME, THIS TIME
ALL AT SEA THIS TIME
THERE’S A BIG FAT MOON CHEWING AT MY BRAIN
I’M ALL AT SEA THIS TIME
THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE, NO MORE
THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE
THERE’S A WRECKER’S LIGHT JUST AROUND THE CORNER
AND THE TIDE WON’T TURN NO MORE.
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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THE LEARNER
03:03
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SHE LEARNED TO DRIVE TO KNOCK ME DOWN
(AS IF I DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING)
SHE’S QUITE THE DEVIL AT THE WHEEL
(YOU WOULD HAVE LAUGHED TO SEE ME RUNNING)
SHE CHOSE HER WORDS WITH CARE AND SKILL
(IF TRUTH BE TOLD I DID ADMIRE IT)
SHE LEFT ME WITH A LOADED MIND
(BUT WOULD I HAVE THE GUTS TO FIRE IT?)
THE MIRACLE THAT STRUCK ME BLIND,
A SENSE OF WONDER IN THE PASSING
IF SHE HAD ONLY AIMED TO KILL
THE ONE-EYED MAN NOW KING OF NOTHING
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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HE LOVED THIS PLACE
02:33
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I TURNED DOWN THAT SECRET LANE
NO PURPOSE FOR, NO REASON WHY
I SAT DOWN AND TOOK SOME REST
AND LISTEN TO THE PLANE UP HIGH
SO THERE WE WERE, JUST ME AND THE PLANE
ME AND THE PLANE AND THE CHURCH AND THE SKY
AND WE ALL WERE HAPPY FOR THAT TIME
UNTIL WE ALL PASSED BY
YES WE ALL WERE HAPPY FOR THAT TIME
UNTIL WE ALL PASSED BY…
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2010
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NO SWEETER LADY
04:49
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SOMEWHERE OUT ON THE HIGHWAY
HOPING THAT SHE'S PASSING MY WAY SOON
TELLING YOU ALL HER STORIES
SINGING YOU ANOTHER SWEETHEART TUNE
ANYTHING YOU WANT SHE'LL GET YA
ANYTHING YOU NEED YOU BETCHA
TELL HER THAT YOU'RE LOST SHE'LL FETCH YA HOME
DON'T YOU EVER DARE MISTREAT HER
LUCKY IF YOU GET TO MEET HER
YOU WON'T EVER FIND A SWEETER LADY
TWO HOURS ON THE ROAD AND TWO MORE TO GO
SHE'LL TAKE YOU JUST TO SHARE THE SHOW
SHE'S ALWAYS GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT
ALWAYS GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT
AND YOU KNOW YOU'RE GONNA GIVE YOUR BEST
'CAUSE YOU ALWAYS FEEL THAT YOU'VE BEEN BLESSED
TO STAND IN THE LIGHT OF AN ANGEL
STAND IN THE LIGHT OF AN ANGEL
IF YOU'VE LOST YOUR SOUL SHE'LL FIND IT
PUT IT IN THE WASH AND MEND IT
WRAP IT UP WITH LOVE AND SEND IT HOME.
TWO HOURS ON THE ROAD AND TWO MORE TO GO
SHE'LL TAKE YOU JUST TO SHARE THE SHOW
SHE'S ALWAYS GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT
ALWAYS GONNA TREAT YOU RIGHT
AND YOU KNOW YOU'RE GONNA GIVE YOUR BEST
'CAUSE YOU ALWAYS FEEL THAT YOU'VE BEEN BLESSED
TO STAND IN THE LIGHT OF AN ANGEL
STAND IN THE LIGHT OF AN ANGEL
SOMEWHERE OUT ON THE HIGHWAY
HOPING THAT SHE'S PASSING MY WAY SOON
TELLING YOU ALL HER STORIES
SINGING YOU ANOTHER SWEETHEART TUNE
ANYTHING YOU WANT SHE'LL GET YA
ANYTHING YOU NEED YOU BETCHA
TELL HER THAT YOU'RE LOST SHE'LL FETCH YA HOME
DON'T YOU EVER DARE MISTREAT HER
LUCKY IF YOU GET TO MEET HER
YOU WON'T EVER FIND A SWEETER LADY
WORDS AND MUSIC © DAVID WARD MACLEAN 2012
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David Ward Maclean York, UK
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