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Rhosgoch
01:34
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2. |
Knots
03:27
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Snug in the arms of a crushing calm
Studying form, no legs to go on
A beaten brow and a patient ear
Closing us down, no legs to go on
The pull of the brook, the chat and the charm
A worn iffy hook, easy to ground
These knots won't hold enough or for long
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3. |
Hare on the Hill
02:32
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Watching the door like a border guard
Faces mudded by its glass
It creaks in the slightest breeze
Anchoring eyes
Tracing a line through rough water
Pitiless seas
To a Kingsdown taproom, a biannual chance
To have something to say for the months
That sour and shun
Still but in stature
All of your clutter
Hides no more truth than mine
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4. |
Portland Square
03:56
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A dawn in Portland Square throws light upon
Your passage from nest to cage
The drifts and runners punctuate the hours
Hours given to giving in
Wake up
The coastal road to which your thinking strays
Invades in waves
Wake up
Wake up
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5. |
Gliding
02:45
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Three foot and a pinch of consolation
Gliding to the bus stop
The city's last light in anchor
Promise of a morning uninfested
Stretching like all of August
And we will slip the call
We will slip the call for only so long
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6. |
Ken
01:19
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7. |
Build Us a Path
01:54
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Build us a path, make it easy
Build us a path, help us to see
Through the same day breaking
Through the bones of the same gone trees
Build us a path, take us over
This soft border town, out to sea
Keep the game cog turning
Tonight, we all swim free
Tonight, we all swim free
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8. |
On Your Mark
03:44
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Haunt the streets
Gongs to grief
Tides unleash at will
I, the sand, don't stand a chance
Your whim, your hand
It tumbles
Chancer's arm
Shifting stance
Bold, brave or a hopeless gamble
On your mark
You're tireless
I'm more or less in drab surrender
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9. |
Folding
03:21
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Captain Colour
Here comes the front
Footing through the town
The veil of industry
Acting up
The stunt a daily event now
Folding easy
Order, line
We saw you every day
Same route every day
Brimming with purpose, buckling still
Folding easy
Gaoler's trap
Hanging heavy
Aching to crack
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10. |
Tides Return
03:15
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Casual stride, built to hide
Freedom from the free
Never quits, patient fist
Holds the steady lead
From the croft to the docks
Holding every nook
Hard to learn when tides return
As quick and keen as these
And hit in twos and threes
Feign, swell and repeat
Rest, but never leave
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Martin Callingham Bristol, UK
Critically acclaimed debut solo album "Tonight, We All Swim Free" was released on Folkwit Records 16th February
2015.
BBC 6 Music favourite 'Knots' was a Q Magazine 'Track of the Day'.
"Superb folk inspired hymnals with some dark undertones."
(Clash Magazine)
"A sublime stream of complete and utter loveliness."
(Louder than War)
martincallingham.com
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