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Riding across the oceans on the back of a kind old Sea Turtle
A kind old Sea Turtle
Look to the left and you'll see
A pair of Otters, a mating pair
Joyously swimming together
Look to the right, can you see?
The cute little Axolotl, swimming playfully
It's what we see while riding across the ocean
On the back of a kind old Sea Turtle
A kind old sea Turtle
Kind old sea Turtle
Look into the waters, can you see all the colours?
The deepest blues, turquoises and greens and even the greys
The beautiful but perilous oceans
It's what we see while riding on the back of a kind old Sea Turtle
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How do I express?
How do I express and exist simultaneously?
The anchor grounds the boat and the map helps navigate
These tricky waters
Of feelings, love, confusion and emotions
How do I express and exist simultaneously?
Can I use the anchor and the map together to make sense of this?
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So you think you're in the middle of the ocean
Stranded on an island of your own
Or stuck at the top of a mountain
Either way you're gonna say you're all alone
I'm not attractive today, I'm not a sight for sore eyes
I'm not an Adam or Eve, I'm just a nervous young thing
Hear my voice strain as I sing, my will won't bend and then break
The crate will break and I'll fall, I couldn't help it at all
I got a licence to confuse, what've we got to lose?
A licence to confuse, what do we got to lose?
And you think you're in the middle of the ocean
I guess I got what it takes to help me make this mistake
It took a while but I learned, it took a twist but I turned
And now its clear that I'm blind, another mountain to climb
Another distance to fall, I couldn't help it all
I got a licence to confuse, what have you got to lose?
A licence to confuse, what have you got to lose?
I shouldn't sound so forlorn, regret the day I was born
Cos here I am and I've been, I only need a few friends
My hands are sweating all day, like I've been letting me down
Like I've been letting it slide, just some nonsense on my mind
A licence to confuse, nothing I can use
Bust it, build it, but I need it
Here's my licence, that's my right
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Reminders
01:22
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When it's all too much to take
I'm at capacity
A failed system sings on the background TV
To my shotgun mouth and apathy
I need reminders of the love I have
I need reminders, good or bad
I tilt my chin up in photographs
A subtle way to reinvent the past
With a head so beat and drained
I'm running on empty
As the world collapses with complacency
To knee-jerk takes and fantasy
I need reminders of the love I have
I need reminders, good or bad
I tilt my chin up in photographs
A subtle way to reinvent the past
I talk myself out of myself
When I'm overwhelmed
Is there a way to feel free
Without being someone else?
I need reminders of the love I have
I need reminders, good or bad
I tilt my chin up in photographs
A subtle way to reinvent the past
I talk myself out of myself
When I'm overwhelmed
Is there a way to feel free
Without being someone else?
I need reminders good or bad
I need reminders of the love I have
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I walked you back after an adventure
And after a short while
We were kissing outside the red door
The red door
Hold me now
It was just what I needed
Hold me now
You were just what I needed
Didn't have to go across the sea
No need to curse myself
You could say this is a bit cheesy perhaps
I do rather enjoy cheese though
Especially on a Tuesday
But I'd pick you over it any day
I travelled back in my head
I held and kissed you
Outside the red door
The next adventure looms
The next adventure looms
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Communicating with and channelling the Dragon Spirits
Atop Arthur's Seat
Communicating with and channelling the Dragon Spirits
Atop Arthur's Seat
It's a glorious sunny day
We're looking for Dragons
The Wizard will perform the Dragon ritual
He has a stick and an ocarina
But where are the Dragons and where do they hide?
And what types of Dragons are they?
The Wizard plays for them
The Tree Whisperer rings the bells
They hide behind the clouds
The Dragons are coming but what kind of Dragons?
Fire Dragons
Water Dragons
Forest Dragons
Earth Dragons
And of course Cloud Dragons
They answer the call, greet us and agree to watch over us
Fearsome watchers
Now it all comes to an end
The Dragon Spirits have floated away
The fearsome and formidable but also caring majestic spirits
They will watch over us for the times and adventures to come
The Dragon Spirits atop Arthur's Seat
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Alternative angular indie punk solo bass with vocals telling tales of burning mattresses, puppets, animals and mythology
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