1. |
Chains
04:09
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CHAINS
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
Cuffs at the ready
White knuckle numb
A bought conclusion
For a wanted man.
My pen is frozen
In disbelief
Too many hazards
To write relief.
I’m tired of tracing shifting circles
So break the chains and come on!
I’m sick of using lame excuses
Loose those chains and come on!
Bars at the windows
Locks on the doors
A padlock clicking
Now it’s all secure.
Blood chilling spaces
Veins icing down
To lack of knowledge
For a helpless clone.
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2. |
59
03:08
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59
Words & Music © Dave Hay/ Sarah Tyler
Here they come
The black leather clones
It’s a race against boredom all the way home
Demons are grabbing at your sleeve.
Bad boy riders
Girlfriend screams
From the Ace Café to oblivion schemes
They’re living, living in their dream.
It’s the 59
They’re on borrowed time
It’s the 59
They’re on borrowed time
Round block races
Before the tune ends
The ritual pauses for the funeral of a friend.
Living and dying in their dreams.
The suits are complaining
Father Bill takes a stand
Try a mile in their shoes, then you’ll understand
They’re just living, living in their dream.
It’s the 59
They’re on borrowed time
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3. |
Here Comes the Rain
04:18
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HERE COMES THE RAIN
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
Here comes the rain
Sweeping into gullies spinning round – ooh
Here comes the rain
Mirroring concessions we have made
So hard to find.
Here comes the rain
Running into rivers chasing down – ooh
Here comes the rain
Dampening our silence once again – ooh
And I tell myself while we drench our dreams
That our hearts could reach a place of no return
As the words seep through gaps we never saw
Could still be filled with another kind of hope – ooh
Here comes the rain
Sweeping into gullies spinning round – ooh
Here comes the rain
Mirroring concessions we have made
So hard to find.
And I tell myself…
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4. |
Atmosphere
04:34
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ATMOSPHERE
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
I ruin the atmosphere when my large mouth spews forth dissension
I ruin the atmosphere
when I decline to toe the line
I ruin the atmosphere
with words that slipped into the silence
I ruin the atmosphere
by speaking long before my time
But tell me, where else can I begin
To bridge the gap that hems us in?
No learned words can breathe new life
To those who know the truth of strife.
You ruin the atmosphere by building towers that pierce the skyline
You ruin the atmosphere
by looking down and feeling proud
You ruin the atmosphere
by hurling doctrines at the starving
You ruin the atmosphere
with lofty words that keep heads bowed
But tell me…
He ruined the atmosphere when his small mouth cried loud in anger
He ruined the atmosphere
when he declined to toe the line
He ruined the atmosphere
by stooping in forbidden corners
He ruined the atmosphere
by speaking long before his time.
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5. |
Hang My Head
03:57
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HANG MY HEAD
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
If I could turn the clock back,
I could take those words away
If I could turn the clock back,
I could find the ones to say.
But could it be so easy?
And would it be so sure?
So I hang my head…
If I could turn the clock back,
would I understand your pain?
If I could turn the clock back,
would we build those walls again?
But could it be so easy?
And would it be so sure?
So I hang my head…
And even when you spoke at last,
Revealed the truth you’d kept from us,
Was love enough to heal the wounds
And make amends for what we’d done?
And it could be so easy,
and it could be so sure
So I hang my head…
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6. |
Unforgotten
04:28
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UNFORGOTTEN
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
Errant plasticine, plastic-coated sheep
Old world heroes queued to die.
Stacked towards the clouds
Still-frame landscape crowds
A panorama, etched in mind.
Funny how it goes,
Caught between the gap
That pulls our head down to our toes.
Funny how it seems,
Caught inside the framework
Of those Oppenheimer dreams.
Paid to paint the town,
The naïve drag us down
A widescreen drama fills our screen.
Propelled into the smoke
Imaginations choke
A hazy wreckage locked in mind.
Funny how…
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7. |
Million Miles
04:45
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MILLION MILES
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
Looking through a lonely doorframe
See a woman weeping slowly
Her child caught in her arms
In the debris of the ghetto
See the daughter holding tightly
Onto what is left of life
A million miles from here
A million miles away
A million miles from here
A million miles
In the joke they call existence
See the man who’s walked for miles
A ricebowl in his hand
He has no voice to speak up for him
Holds out his hand and begs for mercy
Dignity is fading
A million miles from here…
I want to know your name
Through the bullets of the warzone
See the soldier crawl to safety
Muttering his prayers,
stuttering his prayers
Holds out his hands to sooth the dying
Too young for death yet aging quickly
He has to question why,
has to question why.
A million miles from here
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8. |
Perfect Peach
04:22
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PERFECT PEACH
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
The words from your mouth
They’re a perfect peach
They don’t even reach
The pain inside –
But I guess you’re right…
And smoke from your lips
Keeps the weeds right down
But it won’t burn
The pain inside –
But I guess that’s life.
And I guess that’s life
If you’ve forgotten how to feel.
And I guess you’re right
As long as you can steal
A little kiss from me
To remind me how it was.
And I guess you’re right
Some way… because…
This is me.
The tear from your eye
Runs down your face
It can’t negate
The pain inside
But I guess you’re right…
And that squeeze goodbye
Your tender sign
To realign the pain inside
But I guess that’s life.
I am ashamed to play your games
And leave your number on my phone
Must be insane to entertain
The thought of footsteps in the hall.
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9. |
Fragile
04:55
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FRAGILE
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
Something very small
Has emerged today to be cradled in the world
In our palm
Is a fragile peace encircling the harm
Do you believe that we can be
The first to trust and to see
That what we say and what we do
Might be enough for love?
Something very real
Has evolved today to be cradled in the world
In our palm
Is a fragile hope encircling the harm
Do you believe that we can be
The first to trust and to see
That what we say and what we do
Might be enough for love?
Candles in the night
Shedding light where shadows used to be
In our palm
A fragile flame encircling the harm.
Do you believe that we can be
The first to trust and to see
That what we say and what we do
Might be enough for love?
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10. |
Porcupine
03:55
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PORCUPINE
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
I hear the tiptoes pounding down
The air is thick when trust leaves town
Although my heart is set on you
To my mind I must be true
Resentment rattles through my brain
How could I be so wrong again?
Although my heart is set on you
To my mind I must be true
Poor old porcupine
Live your life don’t live mine
I hear the tiptoes pounding down
The air is thick when trust leaves town
Although my heart is set on you
To my mind I must be true
Poor old porcupine
Live your life don’t live mine
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11. |
The Thorn
06:01
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THE THORN
Words & Music © Sarah Tyler
The snow was falling thickly
The hillsides glistened white
The travellers left no footprints
As they passed into the night
And then on the horizon
A stooping shape appeared
His body clothed in linen
His eyes so wet with tears.
He said: “Follow me, this path is hard to find.
Follow me, don’t fall too far behind.”
They saw his heart was broken
He shivered with the pain
They saw his flesh was bleeding
In drops as large as rain
And then they saw the rosethorn
That had splintered in his breast
It knived into his being
And promised him no rest.
He said: “Follow me…”
And so they stumbled onwards
Across the frozen land
Their footsteps trudging slowly
Beyond a rocky strand.
He said: “Follow me…”
They lost sight of the stranger
As day began to dawn
Yet on the ground was blooming
A rose without a thorn
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the endgame UK
Airplay on 'BBC Introducing', BBC Radio Scotland and Spark FM; Track of the week on Premier Radio and unsigned band of the
fortnight on Shoreditch Radio
'A female-fronted band who show that they know their way around a great tune' - The Crack, Feb 2014
'An eclectic approach to their rock art' - Cross Rhythms, March 2014
'An equilibrium of despair and hope' - emergingindiebands.com March 2014
... more
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