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So this is silence
03:08
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SO THIS IS SILENCE
The boy walks round the jagged rocks
Caught between ideals and desires
He shrinks into oblivion
And there was silence as he sat so still
Averted face stares at the floor.
So this is silence
So this is silence
Listen the sound of laughter
The frenzy and blind violence of fear
Listen the sound of laughter
The frenzy and blind violence of fear.
Alone again with light and silence
Alone again with the skies.
So this is silence
So this is silence
Silence
Silence
Gunshots
Car crash
Raindrops
Silence
Fox barks
Raindrops
Idiot cries
Gunshots.
Silence
Words: S H Jones
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2. |
Talk without words
03:20
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TALK WITHOUT WORDS
We look up silently
Without quiet music.
My face four days old
Your look new born.
There’s fear in your frown like mine
No distance away,
Noticing a hand half around my head
And on my face
Protecting me
Protecting me.
Afraid of your frown don’t change
For me expressions.
A button undone
The earth that’s on my back
And in my hair
Portraying me
Portraying me.
You’re so clean untouched
Like me experience possessed
She breathes so tense
Flexes her hand
Don’t relax
Projecting me
Projecting me.
Words: S H Jones
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3. |
Midnight garden
04:32
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4. |
The tease the tear
02:55
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THE TEASE THE TEAR
Your features
Looking so happy inside
Don’t let them see down
Through the floors.
Ignores the questionnaires and smiles
Plays ignorant for words today.
The blind could not ignore your smiles
Here in your features anger talks,
Jagged haggard they talk
Screaming still.
To sorrow features never hide
To sorrow features cannot hide
Jagged haggard they talk
And then my fear behind Venetian blinds.
Appear hidden in reflections
Speaking nothing abusing my ears.
The wailing sirens in your eyes
Here in your features anger boils,
Alarm aware they talk
The tease the tear.
Alarm aware they talk
The tease the tear.
Words: S H Jones
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5. |
Impulse of man
04:44
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IMPULSE OF MAN
True or false, the life of man
Beneath her dress so soft so thin
Not wicked thoughts, explains he shakes
For Gods sake hold the key
Locks in this agony.
Your arms are positioned but they are not nailed
You look for the pacifist but he went, he’s lost in the maze
These winds are cold and it’s walls will press his face.
True or false, impulse of man
Hits his girl she swirls across the floor
And as she falls bites out his tongue
Black strips on the birch
Mans eyes bulge and burst.
Words: S H Jones
He shouts “Oh pacifist help!” But he cannot hear
He’s lost in the maze. The rock cuts his back
And the wind will press his face.
True or false, impulsive man
Erase the face from smile to scream
Must keep his hands inside his head
Tear lines in her clothes
Bruised hands hold the rose.
So now you must wait
For the honey to come to your throat
Your arms are splinters
But they will scrape the disease from his face. Press his face.
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6. |
Shrine
03:40
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SHRINE
Material folds
From rough modest clothes
Slabs of cold sacred stone
The peasant girl kneels.
The peasant girl kneels
In strips of feeble watered light
Slim fingers clasped
Warm steady precise
The unwanted love for a murderer
In strips of feeble watered light.
Echoed sighs
Soft Madonna eyes
Bathe in smooth flickered flame
The peasant girl kneels.
The peasant girl kneels
Crosses herself slowly
The warmth envelopes, seals
But stays as quietly she leaves.
To love a murderer.
Words: S H Jones
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7. |
Twilights pool
04:37
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TWILIGHTS POOL
Transparent babies, we walk like men
Across the marshes and back again
We seek a different view
A world that’s fresh and new.
We wait together at twilights pause
Bodies dance forever, the cool dark pool
She craves to swallow you
Fill your lungs
Fluid pure as morning dew
She craves to swallow you.
Transparent babies, we walk like men
Across the marshes and back again
We seek a different view
From each hill
We drip the morning dew
On a world that’s fresh and new
She craves to swallow you.
Our reflected bodies rise
And we walk like the new born
On ploughed earth waves
She craves.
Fill your lungs
Fluid pure as morning dew.
Words: S H Jones
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OUT OF THE MOVING LIFE OF CIRCLES
I could be the money
Scattered in the ash,
You could be the jewellery
In the silver box
In this heaven of mine.
I won’t come back.
Watch the candle burning
Watch the candle drip
This heaven of mine.
I won’t come back
I won’t come back.
Words: S H Jones
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9. |
Shantell
03:37
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SHANTELL
Winter winds blow the trees,
Creatures trapped have to fall.
Hear their howls claw the sky…
Whispers follow Shantell.
Shantell sleeps tables creak
Mirrors start to speak.
Branches scratch, tap the panes
Whispers follow Shantell.
S H Jones
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10. |
Wallpaper dying
03:21
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WALLPAPER DYING
The cold it penetrates so deep
The leaves cry drops of ice,
A fire guts the land inside him
He wonders what’s it like
To be in the sunshine with her.
The wet material on his face
With line of unforgetful stress
A scratch in the wall by his side
He watches all the time
While all around him wallpaper dies.
The boards of such familiar grain
Are roads leading nowhere,
Careful drawings in the dust
He tries to remember…
The breeze it blows it all away.
Something through the darkness
Caught his eye.
Words: S H Jones
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11. |
The secret sea
03:24
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THE SECRET SEA
She swims the secret sea of sleep's cocoon
It's soothing hands caress her dreams, she breathes
She tries to hold him in her arms
But sleep walks away
She holds but light burns the day.
Upon the secret sea she floats alone
She sees a figure on the shore who casts
A shadow across her bedroom floor.
The tide pulls the day
She calls but sleep floats away.
A swirling flood invades her room as sleep
Takes off his head for her to feel
His eyes lose his face,
Day pulls his eyes from his face.
She calls
But sleep walks away
She calls
But sleep floats away
The light burns the day.
Words: S H Jones
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There were no bounds
04:09
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16. |
Impulse of man (demo)
05:24
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17. |
Midnight garden (demo)
04:08
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And Also The Trees London, UK
England, 1979 - present day.
Recorded 13 studio albums. Toured with The Cure. Robert Smith and Lol Tolhurst
produced early recordings. Have since toured frequently in Europe and on occasion America and Japan.
Known for their captivating live performances, a unique style of mandolin like electric guitar, poetic lyrics and dark jazz rhythms.
Most recent album - 'Born into the waves' 2016.
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