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Submission
05:20
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Waking from a future I’ll never see
Somewhere I’ll never be
Struggling in a current that doesn’t care for me
No matter how I plea
Bang my head against this wall
No eyes on me as I crawl
Naked and exposed beneath the lights
Night after night
But these words fall to the ground
Where they drown
Bang my head against this wall
No eyes on me as I crawl
Made my bed, I’ll lie in it
Built this wall, I’ll die behind it
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2. |
The Staircase
04:55
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Picked up and put down again
Straight into a nosedive
Well it’s just the latest chapter
In a tale of wasted opportunity
Haul my body to the door
Set my foot on the staircase
Light the spark, fan the flame
Set my foot on the staircase
Months drift before my eyes
In my quiet corner
So easy to lose all sense of time
All sense of self
Afraid to change
Afraid to stay the same
But treading water will lead me to drown
How would you react
Would you be surprised
If I put myself first this time?
Haul my body to the door
Set my foot on the staircase
Light the spark, fan the flame
Set my foot on the staircase
I’ll see you on the stairs
I’ll see you on the stairs
No need to hold the door
I’ll see you on the stairs
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3. |
Worship
03:39
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The darkest quarter, it’s a season of tears
But you know how to whisk it away
Close up the books, block out the calendar
Let’s steal ourselves another day
The sunlight streams in, just draw the curtain
Stay here with me for a little time
Now so clearly I recognise that smile
And the glint in your eye
Bring it closer, now closer still
Till it takes over my brain
And I can say that this day
Gave me shelter from the rain
Bring it closer, now closer still
Give me function give me form
And I can say that this day
Was an island in the storm
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4. |
Sundered
05:41
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Standing at the top of the spiral I can see
It’s a step away, just a step away
But it’s just the one thing, the gap in my defences, it’s the
Symptom & the cure, symptom & the cure
Maybe this time I’ll lose an hour
Maybe this time I’ll lose the whole damn day
It’s cold on these streets, a place where no one knows your name
Just a face in the crowd, face in the crowd
I try to break the cycle, say that I don’t care at all
Can I pull myself away, can I pull myself away
Maybe this time I’ll lose an hour
Maybe this time I’ll lose the whole damn day
Poured too much faith
Into this
But it’ll never see
The light of day
A sundered ruin
Of my own design
Brought back to my knees
Myself to blame
I’m on the outside looking in
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Ward Of Iron England, UK
Ward Of Iron is a 3-piece band based in Ipswich, bringing together elements of post-punk, shoegaze & darkwave music. Dreamy guitars swirl over a backdrop of ethereal synth, gritty bass and driving drum machine rhythms to create a textured sound that feels fresh yet familiar; modern yet nostalgic. ... more
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