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Glory Tones we find ourselves in the back of a dream covered in rainbows and glory tones everything we let go of has been rehearsed and nothing comes back unwanted we walk together side by side our eyes only open to tell the time the tunes we had are painted white the open fields are bathed in gold everything we see is stark in its clarity and nothing comes back unscented we are reflections now the edge of the city has a faded glow the musicians are playing out the final encore everything floating has been mishandled the open fields are bathed in gold and all that we held has been forgotten

Landlocked Heart I have had my mad moments in the milk cafes I have read the riot act to those on the shop floor I have hung around with the hangers on I have waited too long in the waiting room I have ran out of patience with the eager to please I have took to the lift to follow the moon I have sat all night in the milk cafes I have fought the fight that was mine to win I am flat out in the cooler room Lost in the thought of another time Cold in the arms of another love Found in the bars of another night I am walking in the fields of the concrete moon In the middle carriage of an underground train Coastbound and floating out to sea My lan