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Take Courage

by Jogging

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1.
Deadweight 04:07
Scratch your back for the back Scratch your chin for the scratch Funny, it's the same act It's the reasons you lack Unharnessed, bedecked and bejeweled Unfolded, collapsed and unfueled Though your face is alight It's not screwed on It's not screwed on too tight It shone now it's gone Hey bright boy, live the dash This all will turn to ash Take a look around A fractured mind on a bed of sighs gets cauterized A waste of space, chipped teeth and blood taste, deadweight Entitlement reigns You're a deadweight Enlightenment pales Yet we sing and we sing Meted out in spades You're a deadweight Provoking bees to sting We still sing, we still sing Like your mirror of pearls Will end up embers And this all will unfurl Return to sender
2.
Stand Still 04:05
We won't survive, we won't succeed The levees are broken, the animals flee The wind and the rain, the storms and the sea Keep pushing, keep rising, come closer to me I look around and all I can see, battalions of nature consuming cities Swallow your pride, admit defeat We're running, we're climbing, it's full-on retreat It's a standstill, I'll be standing 'til I'm laid out With a sassy mouth On and on, the crowds they go From strength to strength, for friend or foe When you think you're green, you'll grow When you think you're ripe, you will get rotten You spent your life building a dream The concrete foundations support the oak beams But oceans collide, mountains shoot steam You'll never defend against such a skilled team All that looked strong now looks so weak The cracks in the mortar mean admit defeat Swallow your pride and follow me We're running, we're climbing, it's full-on retreat It's a constant casting call With no constancy at all On and on, the crowds they go From strength to strength, for friend or foe When you think you're green, you'll grow When you think you're ripe, you will get rotten We won't survive the spread of disease It's cleansing the earth with considerable ease Errors absolved and records washed clean There's no stopping now it's destroyed the machine I look around and all I can see The ending is coming the ending is real It's all dissolving Problems unsolving And now I'm moulting Friends like dead skin When you think you're green, you'll grow When you think you're ripe, you'll be forgotten
3.
Horse Sense 03:32
You wear that face like it's hung with nails Sneer at the shelves when it's you that's failed Corroded inward so you can taste Bitter rusty nails make sour face You face it Now taste it Floods of nothing, self-righteous rule Filthy clothes will trump filthy moods Eyebrows raised like a portcullis Like the nails now it's encased in rust A face so long goes wrong long before You bored the nails 'til you became the bore Facing nothing, your face detached Caught on the door but not caught on the latch Where's the catch? It's detached Unlettered by position Unfettered by possession We find a new direction It all turns back Horse sense, forced road Past tense, morse code Good gumption, pure assumption You don't sow wheat and reap ashes
4.
Good Gold 05:08
A good name in this here town is better than gold This upheaval is medieval The supply, it has run dry This rushed rabid frenzy for gold This upheaval is medieval The supply, it has run dry This revolving is revolting When seen with thine own eye To hell with handbaskets What you don't know is worth its weight in gold What I'll do on your grave won't pass for flowers Bites like a wind With a sense of invitation But no hint of warmth Apt for the situation Bites like a wind With a sense of invitation A still kind of cold In need of animation
5.
Every bristle is a bayonet, this most recent the sharpest one yet It shows, it goes, it shows then goes, it goes to show that Every bristle is a bayonet, their forebearer my deepest regret It shows, it goes, it shows then goes, it goes to show that Every bristle is a bayonet, appears through skin and then festers like sweat It shows, it goes, it shows then goes Honest and true you'll never be Or anything close to what I used to see Ravaged by age, unsightly scene I can't find the words for what's in front of me I'm looking for ways to make you see That all you have left is what you mean to me 'Cuz once you have gone I think you'll find The shit that you've pulled is all you'll leave behind All these bristles form a battalion, from hairless sap to female Italian Youth spayed, youth splayed, youth spayed and splayed open All these bristles form a battalion, deftly hung a hair medallion Youth spayed, youth splayed, youth spayed and splayed open All these bristles form a battalion, proudly worn like mane of stallion Youth spayed, youth splayed, youth spayed then splayed Just shows to go Just grows and grows Living in the shadow of a 5 o'clock shadow No longer in the shadow of a 5 o'clock shadow
6.
False Spring 03:10
Why wait? To see what you deserve Your bounty, your reward Your secret little store The problem now Is how you'll be perceived An heir before the deed A dirty rotten seed Now your chance is gone To show your dignity A final act of greed Without the need to bereave While you're fast asleep The farmer breathes, a harvest seized, his son diseased, a father grieves (A false spring... floundering) You retrieved it, now take it or leave it, but please believe it To be an actor playing an actor, the silent go-getter Why wait? To see Your chance is gone With your dignity Want instead of need A final act of greed Damned with faint praise, this modern malaise, this false spring
7.
Address yourself when you're speaking to you (Speak out) I'd dress yourself so you're not showing through (Take gown) When the skeleton envelopes the wardrobe (Bones show) And the elephant has left the front room, we follow... down Watching disasters, considering factors Drowning in the milk 'cuz you skimmed all the cream (You're drowned) It's the common way and we seek common themes (Breathe out) When the skeleton envelopes the wardrobe (Bones show) Landed on my feet but still scuffed my shins... my nose, my teeth, all my bones Speak out. Take gown. Breathe out. You're drowned. You didn't burn the bridge, you cremated the beam (Burnt out) And the bearing pins have been stretched beyond means (Stretched now) When the skeleton envelopes the wardrobe (Bones show) Landed on my feet but still scuffed my shins... my nose, my teeth, all my bones You shut your face then you shut your windows (they're closed, they've never been opened yet) Chase you out of town then we'll burn all your clothes (you fuck, you never belonged in here) It's a witch-hunt, true, we should banish our foes (with knives and tools that have come to hand) Hunt that elephant then we will follow... down
8.
You said you'd listen Shoot straight and be critical Compare our differences So young and so cynical You'll break the secret code now You'll change the sequences now Take all your guarded secrets They'll hold you back and quench your spark Without the pain of regret You'll burn a fire in your heart You'll break the secret code now (it's a pointless charade) You'll change the sequences now (it's an endless parade) It's taxing, take a backseat now The facts speak, but they're lax somehow Knocked out by roundhouse You tax me, it's just scrounge, scrounge, scrounge Breath fire on your weakness Take strength from your uniqueness Everytime I see you grow More powerful than you know It's just damage control It's a pain in the hole Killjoys!
9.
Piecemeal 03:44
These flags are false that we hold (an illusion) An affront to unfold (an intrusion) Yet these laws we uphold (in confusion) Have left us covered in mould (astray) Piecemeal Watching ships as they go (right in front of me) Sweet chariot swung too low (swooped and claimed thee) Spare a thought for lame crow (bruised and broken) Grounded, lonely, solo (astray) No-one has nailed me, I carried this cross Packed up my quiver, got back on the hoss Preserved for the winter, stored without frost You can leave me alone, but not at a loss Shop-soiled and spoiled in the face (horse before cart) So long soloing disgrace (fell off the chart) Longdrawn, long gone in longjohns (all torn apart) Without a doubt I'm still gone Suffering these splinters Short days and long winters This piecemeal pirouette Has burnt skin and seared flesh Wide-eyed yet spite in my heart
10.
From the confines of this structure Purpose is shown From the comfort of these sidelines But not on my own When it's winter in the theatre And we've all turned to stone And we're thumbing through the index To rehearse when to moan Then it all becomes a frenzy And you're out on your own When you're lost without a family You lie down in the road First the monkey shines, hey Then monkey owns From these solitary quarters Cover is blown When you're shackled to a shame flute And you play the same tune You keep goin down the same route And you feel like a loon Darting through the city Like blood through a vein The course is predetermined Who's ghostdriving the train? Nothing grew but I grew weary Nothing grew but I grow still You're all gab but no feel You're all gab but I feel still I feel still

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Released through Out On a Limb on 24th August 2012. Available in all good record stores on LP w/ Digital Download

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released August 24, 2012

Engineered and Produced by Chris Common in Sun Studio, Dublin, Ireland, June 2012
Mixed by Chris Common at Corkhouse Recording, Lisbon, Portugal, June 2012
Mastered by TJ Lipple in Washington DC, USA, July 2012.

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