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.​.​.​and the human had half

by News From Nowhere

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1.
That was the week that everything changed how could I know I'd meet you that summer? Down at the late light show and now I am nowhere and you are there lost in a dream is anything ever as it seems? all the friends you ever had are nowhere to be seen running up the downstair how could we know what was happening to us? I read you Dylan Thomas the tide withdrew out of the house and into the air lost in a dream is anything ever as it seems? your distant amber eyes are nowhere to be seen when you're lost in a dream nothing is ever as it seems when you're lost in a dream nothing is ever as it seems
2.
Kathmandu 04:39
there is no such thing as sin but look at all the trouble I'm finding myself in there is no such thing as you there is no such thing as me but we could make each other feel so happy all of me, lost at sea I never wanted to use you never wanted to be used but the months went by so fast and I'm feeling so confused I am mortal and marooned with the pistols of my youth but there's a mantra I'm repeating that keeps me pulling through though love be lost, lovers shall not in kathmandu, in kathmandu
3.
Washed up on the beach walked into my old hometown but something's out of reach and no-one will buy me a round stranded at the border, stranded at the border nad yw'r ddinas yn ddim fy ngharu ond mae'r mynydd yn bur a chanu in the folk museum Llewellyn was stabbed in the back in the shopping centre a dragon hangs by its withered and ancient neck stranded at the border, stranded at the border nad yw'r ddinas yn ddim fy ngharu ond mae'r mynydd yn bur a chanu
4.
December comes like the last of the corner-shop every drip a ritual, every pop song ceremonial sacred cafes, self-service checkout lines where the aisles go on forever and the bus never comes no matter how many weekends you wait and when the only way is up you can't make any more mistakes meaninglessly wild she turned her head and smiled like she had something to prove coming up on love you don't know what you're talking about you see the hunger is its own reward when we met I was full of self-doubt and free love was all I could afford they're all so false all the lucky ones with eyes like the sun coming up on love and I'm too young for regret too young for common sense and far too old to wear this blindfold for the people up above for all this coming up on love
5.
Odysseus 03:43
I've got a lot on my mind at this point in time paperwork to file, a bureaucratic trial ten years of wandering around an empty office block ten years of wondering when I will get to the top and sometimes I feel like Odysseus on his way home from the war this world is nothing but a wilderness and I don't know what I'm searching for my ideas are all filed and locked away the only monsters that remain are the ones that pay ten years of wandering and trying to survive ten years of wondering when the future will arive and sometimes I feel like Odysseus I know you talk behind my back they all feed on lotus flowers my sandals are brown and my suit is black and sometimes I feel like Odysseus on his way home from the war this world is nothing but a wilderness and I don't know what I'm searching for oh, odysseus, no more
6.
Empire 04:28
You can only dream when you're asleep though you may see things when you're awake disregard them all, or you will weep and your visions will fill a thousand lakes and if I seem to contradict myself just remember that nothing is ever true your picture is up on somebody's shelf the face is the same, but is it really you? the way things could be, the way things should be the way they really are in a place where nothing changes oh sweetheart, whatever made you think you could change? I can see the fingers of her empire caressing the Mumbles and the hills the trees are all black, the houses all abandoned the factory girls smoke and construct escape plans and now she returns from whatever she's seen with so many strange whispers on her skin the road is washed out by forecast rain and the wind at the window is all that remains the way things could be, the way things should be the way they really are in a place where nothing changes oh sweetheart, whatever made you think you could change? in a place where nothing changes oh sweetheart, what made you think you could stay the same?
7.
Moonlights 07:12
she moonlights as a waitress in an all-night bar she came from the east, it all seems so far away moonlights the face of the queen looks out from the money distorted and green, a joke that's not funny moonlights she moonlights, cocktails in the dark banker and ghouls, goblins and clerks moonlights, moonlights one more night, I'll be flying away into your arms, far from this cage moonlights, moonlights moonlights, moonlights
8.
Can't tell if I feel adrift or free and there must be something wrong with me cause nothing shocks me anymore but there's no need to feel afraid the town is full of noise sweet songs that will not hurt you speaking in tongues banishing all this restlessness for now speaking in tongues coughing up all these images from your lungs before the night is middle-aged before I think myself into an early grave with nothing left to transcend make another dreaming vow cause time is stopping now and I don't know how deep it goes speaking in tongues clambering onto the lowest rung speaking in tongues take the ragged song where it belongs speaking in tongues written in her living blood that runs speaking in tongues you looked around for love and you found none.

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''an accomplished and complex piece of work...each song on this ambitious record is crammed with enough hooks to grab your attention and enough depth to keep you listening; make no mistake about it, kids: this is the complete article. The musicianship is excellent throughout and the lyrics are poetic, smart and engaging...Highly refined, epic and ambitious indie from a band to watch.'' - Jack Sounds, Jack Swan Magazine

''Proper spacey, and proper ace...dead good.'' -

Adam Walton, BBC Radio Wales

credits

released October 7, 2016

Tom Emlyn - Vocals, Electric, Acoustic and 12-string guitar, Keyboards, Harmonica, Melodica, Analog Radio, Effects, Synths
Will Evans - 5-string Bass
Emlyn Cai Hinton - Sax, Electric and Slide Guitar, Flute, Indian Flute, Clarinet, Violin
Jack Patrick - Drums, Cajon, Egg, Vibraslap, Spring Drum

Backing vocals by Kevin Jones.
Album art by Felix Subway.

Recorded at Eastriver Studios, Uplands, Swansea by Kevin Jones.
Track 1 5 recorded at YMCA studios by Gergo Darcozi.

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