1. |
PNA
02:46
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Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Ay Oh
Oh Ay
Ay
These kinds of loss, ineffable
And some kinds of people glow
Why do the two go, together, so often
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Ay Oh
Oh Ay
Ay
Laura we’ve a been ‘a hoping
You’re okay
Je ne sais pas parler français
So we’ll just say
Know that you’re loved,
And know that you’re strong,
And know that your people care
On se voit bientôt,
Toi et ton piano,
Know that your people care
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Ay Oh
Oh Ay
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Hey Oh
Hey Ay
Ay Oh
Oh Ay
Ay
Ay
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2. |
Big Breath
01:51
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Walking around,
Outside the old town,
Talking a lot,
Why can’t you calm down?
Waiting for the healing,
Healing for the wait,
Sinking in,
Drinking whisky straight, drinking whisky straight.
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3. |
Mo Chroí
03:35
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We’d heard something you had,
Hadn’t said,
Inside our head
One way to find out, or we thought so
Woo-hoo, mo chroí,
To live alone again, I died
And to atone for sin, I lied
Woo-hoo
Now something might erupt
And all the problems that you’ve dubbed
Not worth thinking about, or you’d hoped so
Woo-hoo, mo chroí,
To live alone again, I died
And to atone for sin, I lied
Woo-hoo
Don’t go worrying yourself, you’re only 45
Don’t go around worrying yourself, you’re only 59
We could just be wrong
If that futures forgone
It’s tough to belong
To a fallen truth
Woo-hoo
Mo Chroí
Woo-hoo
Mo Chroí
Woo-hoo
Mo Chroí
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4. |
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What you make them think of, and do
An ascension to
Not remembering much
And cold to the touch
What you’re missing is
Not a lack
But an attack on this
Wanting to be rooted
In something lucid
You do and pretend you don’t
You will then you won’t
chorus:
Nothing is solid, is sacred, is sticking out
And nothing is taking your mind off your mind
If everything’s on, off is a gift to find
And all the time, you had to spend,
Drinking up, trying to pretend
So laid you down,
Whispered, and you shout
Was time to test that theory out
And we don’t miss all the years of torturous –
Nothing being solid, or sacred, or sticking out
And nothing is taking your mind off your mind
If everything’s on, off is a gift to find
Nothing will come to mind,
When I don’t know you no more
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5. |
Geist
03:34
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The way you’re smiling, you should
And you shouldn’t
The price paid you’ve since made peace with
Still stings a bit
chorus:
How things now hang together
Worse was better then,
Now’s just a stranger then than all
Feeling third time lucky
On your fourth chance
Your listening eyes hear half way to your trembling hands
How things now hang together
Love was better then
Now just a stranger then than all
Need we be reminding
Ourselves of a placeless-ness we call home
And have we been denying?
One or two of our own
And they fanaticised patricide in front of your eyes
Your one trick towns very sick horse died
We waste time, sitting around saying
How time, how time flies
And the pace that you kept,
That we were jealous of
And your period of grace was a labour of love
You waste mine, sitting around saying
How time, how time flies
High jinks,
For lower things,
Than feeling gone
The way you’re smiling, you should
And you shouldn’t
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6. |
Brain Damaged
02:40
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Brain damaged, I don’t care
Full of holes and wasted time
A show down,
we’re on the cusp of everything we’d ever want
So what’s salvaged, and do we dare
Try to be, what we were
All the time, any time
Slow down, we’re on the precipice of finding out too much
Don’t go down, we’re on the brink of emptiness but falling up
Brain damaged, not to scare
Full of shit, and feeling bare
Something to hold onto,
It’s right, right ,right, right, wrong
Something to hold off on
You’re right, right, right, right, wrong
Brain damaged, it don’t compare
To anything, anywhere
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7. |
One for One
00:50
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8. |
You Never Felt Like This
02:02
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You know what to do with yourself
Stuck at home, computer fingers
Singing with the trapped singers
Every doubt is brimming and she’s staring at the fear bringers
Looking like a scarier yet take on the type of things that we’ve been Brought up to wait on
Fuck it, if you’re on the market,
Heaving sense but out of pocket,
Take the time to make the time to think
You never had none so go on, get moving
Every hit you takes on both sides a’ bruising
Do you know what to do with yourself?
You know, you know
You heard my style, I think you missed the point
(it’s the joint)
Do you know what to do with yourself?
You know, you know
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9. |
Talk To Us
04:34
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self-vilification given over
to the task of making something last
or decimating it with style
parodistic, backwards and twisted notions
The same ones that you read about at night
before you try 2 go to sleep
talk to us
talk, talk to us
you were tired of being anybody’s joke, when
every second you’re stabbed by the sheath
a little trauma lived beneath
stuck on a different person for ages
one that said it’s stupid to be dead,
one that begged to stay, and fled
Talk to us
talk, talk to us
Talk, talk to us
Talk, talk, talk to us
Nestled in blue light, in circular shadows
Goodness hides behind its gate, and its pathos
It might
Wrested from eye sight, from any old Sean nos
It’s no mystery that he goes where she goes
He tries
Talk to us
Talk, talk, talk to us
Twist our language
Live our lives
Cut the tension
With balloon knives
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10. |
No Other
01:46
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A naked touch,
depending on the danger as a crutch
Your change of mind,
Risking fragile points till clarity can find
No other, no other
No other, no other
A naked touch,
Depending on the danger as a crutch
Your change of mind,
Risking fragile points till clarity can find
No other, no other
No other, no other
Things are looking real rosy, Plato’s cave is real cosy
Made you look, made you see,
Now you know (no other), now you know
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11. |
Spin Me Up
02:20
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Eavesdrop lore
What’s failure for?
Took some time
For you to see mine
Spin us up on, a little bit further
Try get to sleep, you’ll vibrate and murmur
Lines, lines
Spin us up on a little bit later,
Try get some rest, you’ve got to persuade her
Climbs, climbs
Eavesdrop lore
What’s failure for?
Spin us up on, a little bit further
Try get to sleep, you’ll vibrate and murmur
Lines, lines
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12. |
Don't Let Me Down
03:23
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kindly consult John n’ Paul.
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13. |
Just One Thing
01:11
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14. |
Pieces
02:20
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You’re out of pieces
Cause I’ve let you go
You’re out of reach, it’s a fucking joke
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15. |
Divine Creation
01:28
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On now, on down to your place,
Wrap your head around that
Shrink your noggin down to sizes people talk about
Even if the inkling that you had ain't panning out
Wrap your head around mine
Shrink your noggin down to sizes people talk about
There’s a hole in divine creation to be ploughed
On now, on down to your place
On now, go and humble your face
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16. |
Out the Door
01:27
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He tries, he says he tries in vain
Confused, he stakes his claim
An old man peaking his head out the door
It’s not his first rodeo
Cold, sunny days taken slow
An old man peaking his head out the door
Like a child might
The outside air electric light
Didn’t take long to arrive
Didn’t take long to survive
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17. |
Girlfriend's House
02:08
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Homeless in my girlfriend's house,
She says she's my girlfriend,
I mostly disagree
In warring with herself,
In times of need she becomes someone else.
If one thing's understood,
It would be preferred if we was cured,
Way down, way down, way down, way down, way down,
Down, low.
Homeless in my girlfriend's house,
Homeless on my girlfriend's couch,
It's brown and soft and mahogany
In warning to myself,
To repel almost anyone else
If one thing's understood,
It would be preferred if we was cured,
Way down, way down, way down, way down, way down,
Down, low.
Homeless in my girlfriend's house,
Homeless on my girlfriend's couch,
Lies we needed have receded
We don't know nothing bout nothing at all,
We don't know nothing bout nothing at all
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18. |
Confessions
03:50
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Nothing has occurred, we couldn’t fix
Had elbowed out the way, all the d- unsavoury individuals
Humbled by a fall into rest,
Everything that had come
Was second best
Nothing has occurred, we couldn’t fake
Had elbowed out the way, all the day
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LNV is a trio playing in Galway and Mayo. Using guitar, bass, and vocal harmonies, they present familiar sounds in a new way, mixing genres and themes from a wide range of influences.
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