Until I'm done I can't relax Driving down the M1 Water smashing off the screen Destination, dusty garage Just my drum set now and me Such a shame we're not It's not worth the parting shot Purpose built waves Roundabout maze Leading no place Taking us round and around again Returning by moonlight Heading northwards to Kirkwoods Park The headaches, I think they're worth it As the white lines blur into one It calls me back A melancholy niggly feeling And as it grinds you down You slowly change In search, in hope, in futile heartache Until I'm done I can't relax It starts to burn You sparkle bright, you radiate light It's in my mind to give you what you want To give you the right answer It's understood it's just between us You captivate, you dominate the room It's in my mind to give you what you want To give you the right answer It's possible but it's just so stupid It starts to burn, you see it starts to burn In funny ways, in funny ways, funny ways I feel an urge to turn And if you hold it against me Please don't press it for long Just as I get to my destination I feel an urge to run (crash) Just like a wrecking ball I'm a wrecking ball Chris Heaney: vocal, backing vocals, guitars, bass, glockenspiel, vibraphone, drums. Andy Miller: backing vocals, iPhone. Pat Vandeleur: backing vocals. Declan Kennedy: violins. Niall Catney: cello. Chris: vocals, guitars, piano, synthesiser, omnichord, drums. Andy: backing vocal, programming. Pat: backing vocal. Rich Dale: bass. We bumped into love Chitter chatter, does it matter? I have my doubts of words Sometimes speakings Chasing feelings And a little bit of bluff And that's alright Sometimes that's enough Yeah it's alright When's enough, enough? I remember moments when Headphones wrapped my long hair Pink Floyds 'The Wall' His hands the size of two balloons And it's alright Sometimes it's enough Yeah it was alright The future promised love On the 55 I'm resigned to where I'm from The weekends are the Cellar bar No quids for drinks And later in the taxi I watch him walk you home You see once I lived by broken heart Battling for my minor part I never thought that I would die But lately deaths been on my mind And it's alright we bumped into love Yeah it's alright the bruises protect us Chris: vocal, piano. Andy: Vibraphone Declan: violins. Niall: cello Kevin Drain I hope you take your temper I hope you take your temper with you In this space we inhabit It's clear you're not fit for it I know why I should despair I would follow you to the ends of the mistake I would counsel you in your pyjama bottoms Fritter away good will Lost in a maze Kevin Drain is on fire (He's not keeping time) Feed him praise frequently it's what he requires (I wish that he would smile) Kevin Drain Kevin Drain I would challenge you if I thought it would redress The words that you utter are a form of madness Fritter away team spirit Lost in a maze Kevin Drain is on fire (He's not keeping time) Feed him praise frequently it's what he requires (I wish that he would smile) Kevin Drain uh oh! Kevin Drain Chris: vocal, backing vocals, guitars, electric piano, bass, keyboards, vibraphone, drums. Andy: backing vocals. Pat: backing vocals, Linely: trumpet & flugelhorn. How can I reach you? I will try to recognise the obvious mistakes And not just focus in on that which I can't change Real circumstances often force us to sacrifice ideals We're full of compromise and actions we despise So wake up, wake up Before you get replaced By a form of yourself Determined by thoughts filled with hate Wake up, relate, before It gets so late That all you can do Is lie on your couch in defeat In the morning when we're sleeping And the light is seeping through I often wonder when we're older How can I still hope to reach you? So wake up, wake up, before you start to fade from your spot on the wall In the home of your daughter's offspring Wake up, relate, if real love's gone to waste All you can do is screech like a cat in disgrace
In the morning when we're sleeping And the light is seeping through I often wonder when we're older How can I still hope to reach you? Wake up, wake up, before we start to fade Wake up, relate, only now is guaranteed So wake up, wake up! Chris: vocal, backing vocals, guitars, piano, synthesiser, glockenspiel, organ, drums. Andy: backing vocals, sound effects. Pat: backing vocals. Rich: bass.. Hungry vultures The words in your mouth are coming out slow Dictated by a feeling that's been brewing down below The rage in your heart is in your eyes And it's a rip tide rushing over you It's rushing over, drowning you Before you know it the moments gone A passing fancy of no consequence Whatever way you look at it It really doesn't matter You try to block it out And it starts to grow Hands, locked and taut, by your side And the abstract notion I have proferred Is rejected as a lie I'll pause, buy some time, hear your thoughts This is a risky situation As the subjects often damaging Before you even start There's nothing in my heart There's nothing I can feel For your brutal love There's nothing we agree on anymore Before you know it the moments gone A passing fancy of no consequence Whatever way you look at it It really doesn't matter You try to block it out And it starts to grow Into an ugly feeling stealing pride Hungry vultures feeding like Only one opinion could ever be right Hungry vultures killing our style Chris: vocal, backing vocal, guitars, drums. Andy: backing vocals, bells, sound effects. Pat: backing vocals. Rich: bass Don't you think we should stop? I was thinking about somebody else When you came into my life in a sentence Imagination drove us away From morals that were bred when we prayed, young Don't you think that's its time For us to dispense with all of the pretence Don't you think that it's time To stop being friends and drop all the nonsense Don't you think that we should stop? Down in you basement You keep your files On interesting subjects Dogs lost and found, so My heart is open source Fingers are digits Toes are binary My heart is open source My heart is open source My mind is solid state Eyes are liquid crystal display If I'm not bending to your wish If I'm not bending to your wish Turn me off and on again Don't you think that's its time For us to dispense with all of the pretence Don't you think that it's time To stop being friends and drop all the nonsense Don't you think that we should stop? On the edge of disaster We knew from the start But it's fun... And everybody watched As we feel deeper into love Chris: vocal, piano, synthesiser, guitar, drums. Andy: backing vocal, percussion. Pat: backing vocal. Linely Hamilton: trumpet. My heart is open source My heart is open source My blood is code My blood is code My heart is open source I want to interface I want to interface My mind is solid state LCD My heart is open My heart is open My blood is code My blood is code My heart is open source Chris: vocal, guitars, synthesiser, glockenspiel. Andy: vocal, programming, effects. Rich: bass. Alan Beattie: drums. A dream that wakes you up A beautiful person A beautiful bride I'll leave myself open I'm prepared to try Alone at the altar Staring up at the wall At the critical moment Surprise us all It's hard to know If what you've got Will soothe and keep you lit What's that creeping up the side of the bed He said, he said I don't want a lover Reaching for a dream that wakes you up For no particular reason A connections grown It binds us together like a blood red rope To fight a reflections not a fight at all Suburban delusion will swallow me whole I've shed every skin I've had Post adventures on the moon From the days of Cleopatra Post adventures on the moon There's always been a story Got no time for silver spoons He's from outside Belfast She's from northern France It's such a pretty accent He doesn't stand a chance He's locked in her heart Yeah he's locked in her heart She puts him in... I could not follow I shouldn't follow, now But in the meantime Look here comes the wave Wash fear away Better off in the grave Wash fear away No more yesterday Only when we're young Do we believe such love Such love hurts Such love don't deserve us It's hard to know If what you've got Will soothe and keep you lit What's that lurking at the foot of the bed He said, he said I don't want a lover Holding on to a dream that wakes you up Chris: vocal, backing vocals, guitars, piano, bass, keyboards, vibraphone, drums. Andy: backing vocals, sound effects. Pat: backing vocals. Rich: backing vocals. Declan: violins. Niall: cello. Heather Lowry: flugelhorn, trumpet. Mark: saxophone. It hauls you down Breaks you inside and out All the happiness you build up dissipates Time to take flight Disappear just like a night No more throwing stones At closed windows Past 3am A painful rite of passage From the annals of the past Without going into details You know it didn't last He gave up on heartache She gave into love It's such a common outcome The story always ends thus Chris: vocal, backing vocals, guitars, keyboards, drums. Andy: backing vocal, programming. Pat: backing vocal. Rich: bass. Peter Henderson: violins. Linley: trumpets.