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True North
06:45
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True North
You came over
On a Friday.
It’d been a weird day
And I was half cut.
We talked about him
And his lyrics
And what he had done
And how he did it.
He drank where we drank,
He sung where we sung;
One degree of separation.
So put on the four-track
And listen to them,
The younger us:
Those setting sons.
Ten years older
But none the wiser.
The same old blue jeans,
The same old pipe dreams
Like:
Is it too late now
To pack our jobs in?
Let’s move to Berlin
And grow our hair out
And start a punk band,
Play some basement shows,
And sell some records
Finally.
We can hang in Das Gift,
Maybe work a few shifts,
Rent a place in Kreuzberg,
Live an endless summer.
We’ll never do that.
We’ll never be that.
But that’s alright, man:
You know I love you.
But it’s too important,
It’s far too easy
To leave the things we need to hear unsaid.
So:
When the sun falls
On the Ship Inn
And we’re together -
All of us -
That is True North.
That is daybreak.
The endless summer,
The lingering heartache fades.
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Still Cool
So, is this what you wanted?
Is it how you remember
Those summers long ago?
Before they shut the Arches down.
Before you moved to Glasgow.
When everything was golden;
When everything was new.
Long days in the West End.
Long nights in the basement
In Sleazy’s,
Your shadow on the ceiling,
Thrown by the lights.
Did it mean anything?
So it feels strange to see you now
Dancing in this place,
Beautiful and timeless.
You haven’t changed a day.
I remember the first time:
I remember Over The Wall;
I remember every word of every verse of every song,
I remember it all.
I remember how it felt
And I still feel it.
I remember how it felt
And I still feel it.
And I still feel it.
When the night is over
And we stand there looking older.
What happened to our faces?
What happened to our friends?
Are we still cool and were we ever?
I remember how it felt
And I still feel it.
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Feeling Fine
05:41
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Feeling Fine
When the city shutters up,
When the clubs are clearing out,
When the summer moon is up,
When the cabs are homeward bound,
I will take the long walk home
Because you’ve been on my mind.
When the streets are all my own,
Glasgow, I am feeling fine.
Love comes in quiet ways:
The sound, the smoke, the lights,
In the most unlikely place,
On the most unlikely night.
I will take the long walk home
Because you’ve been on my mind.
When the night is mine alone,
Glasgow, I am feeling fine
What storms are yet to come?
What buildings left to burn?
What songs are still unsung?
No corners left to turn.
I will take the long walk home
Because you’ve been on my mind.
Into the great unknown.
Glasgow, I am feeling fine.
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Dead Modern Glasgow, UK
Nostalgic synth miserablism from the Central Belt of Scotland. Overly-long songs.
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