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Change/
03:16
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Don't change
Don't change me
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Castaway
Fever
Tooth and nail
Over
Come on let’s get lost let’s get castaway
We could be someone else start again
Naked and helpless like the day we started
It’ll be OK, tell me it’ll be OK
Tied to my phone
Trying hard to convince myself
Can’t pretend (Oh I thought about it)
I can’t pretend
You’re picking up the bar
I'm picking up the sound of your fever pitch
Paint the town (Oh I’ve thought about it)
Paint the town
Castaway
For one day
Always
Castaway
Once again
Broken
Come on let’s get lost let’s get castaway
We could be someone else start again
Naked and helpless like the day we started
It’ll be OK, tell me it’ll be OK
Castaway
For one day
Always (Trying hard to convince myself)
Castaway
Once again
Broken (Picking up the sound of your fever pitch)
(Castaway) Come on let’s get lost let’s get castaway
(Always) We could be someone else start again
(Castaway) Naked and helpless like the (Once again) day we started
(Broken) It’ll be OK, tell me it’ll be OK (Trying hard to convince myself)
(Castaway) Come on let’s get lost let’s get castaway
(Always) We could be someone else start again
(Castaway) Naked and helpless like the day we started
It’ll be OK, tell me it’ll be OK (Trying hard to convince myself)
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3. |
Vivant (feat. Charis)
03:30
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Let the light bulb flicker again
Unspoilt, a vintage fit to bathe in
It's all been done
It's all been done
Pretend
Disembodied ghost in the wind
Retain, our tableau vivant’s waiting
All these years have been far too kind
The rose tinted hue we float within
I want to rewind the time to return to a place where the treetops align
We all float through, we all float on (It’s all been done)
I want to remain, in your glow as the sun flows and the wind rolls (Before it’s all done)
These threads fray away
Diffuse to the surface and
These threads will decay
Diffuse to the surface and
It’s all been done now
We sink within, colours bleed, flickers fade out
I want to rewind the time to return to a place where the tree tops align
We all float through, we all float on (It’s all been done)
I want to remain, in your glow as the sun flows and the wind rolls (Before it's all done)
Before it’s all done
Before it's all done
Before it's all done
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Hey, It’s not her fire that intoxicates
But the smoke it inebriates
And drags your conscience to the ground
She would drag you to the ground
Say another word that associates
From the heart but it’s not quite hate
However long she’ll be around
Did you take into account that
Oh, oh oh
She wouldn’t tell a lie to me or you
Oh, oh oh
He couldn’t tell the truth to me or you
Oh, oh oh oh
There’s something in the way, we’ll never move
Oh, oh oh oh
We took the time and isolated you
Hey, It’s not her fire that intoxicates
But the smoke it inebriates
And she would drag you to the ground
She would drag you to the ground
Stay close to the embers just in case you’d wait
For the time we replace the date
Silence the crowd that gathers round
She would, she would, she would
Oh, oh oh
She wouldn’t tell a lie to me or you
Oh, oh oh
He couldn’t tell the truth to me or you
Oh, oh oh oh
There’s something in the way, we’ll never move
Oh, oh oh oh
We took the time and isolated you
Oh, oh oh
She wouldn’t tell a lie to me or you
Oh, oh oh
He couldn’t tell the truth to me or you
Oh, oh oh oh
There’s something in the way, we’ll never move
Oh, oh oh oh
We took the time and isolated you
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5. |
Gold (feat. Duke Davies)
03:51
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Couldn't wake up
Couldn't wake up
We’re crawling
On the ceiling
While searching for corners
And you can’t forget the gold
No you can’t forget the gold
Thread this line
We’re flying
On the ocean floor
It’s a comfort that we crave
Casting shadows
Over mountains
Your shallow
Breathing mounting
Slow down
The sands escaping
Take my cover away
Couldn’t wake up half the time
Casting shadows
On oceans again
My divine
Couldn’t wake up half the time
You don’t have to ask
And I don’t have to say
You're ready for me
And I’m ready to thread this line for you
We’re casting shadows
And shaping mountains
My divine
Couldn’t wake up half the time
(Slow down) You don’t have to ask
And I don’t have to say
I’m ready to be (Your shallow)
Don’t have to ask
Cause I’m ready to thread this line for you
(Slow down) You don’t have to ask
And I don’t have to say
I’m ready to be (Your shallow)
You don’t have to ask
Cause I’m ready to thread this line for you
(We won’t let this go)
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6. |
Dive
02:55
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Ready for you
I'm ready for you
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7. |
Smalltalk
03:07
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Don’t waste it all
Don't waste it all
Don't waste it all
Don't waste it all
Would I see you at the wedding?
Asking how the hell I’m doing? (Fade away)
But nothing's not a feeling (Tomorrow)
(Fade away) Make small talk while we’re waiting
Look down at my hands ageing (Fade away)
Are we stranger than we’re showing? (Tomorrow)
Don’t waste it all
Don't waste it all
Don't waste it all
Wishing well won’t heal it all
Healing all won’t make you well
Find some comfort in the crowd, little distractions help us out
Giving it all away, giving it all
(Fade away) Would I see you at the wedding?
Asking how the hell I’m doing? (Fade away)
But nothing's not a feeling (Tomorrow)
(Fade away) Make small talk while we’re waiting
Look down at my hands ageing (Fade away)
Are we stranger than we’re showing? (Tomorrow)
(Fade away) Would I see you at the wedding? (Tomorrow)
(Fade away) If you’ve gone and seen the ending (Tomorrow)
(Fade away) Would I see you at the wedding?
Asking how the hell I’m doing? (Fade away)
When nothing's not a feeling (Tomorrow)
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8. |
Tide
03:03
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Fighting back the tide that swamps your weary mind
Write it down and curse banality of life
Fighting back the swamp that wraps around your ties
Dragging down your thoughts with you into the night
Fighting back the tide and the ties that wrap around our feet now
Dragging down your thoughts and your curse into the night now
You’re stalling, got a lock on that door?
God’s waiting, anticipating awe
I’m rusting, still alive from the salt
I’m breathing, while you held me under
Fighting back the tide and the ties that wrap around our feet now
Dragging down your thoughts and your curse into the night now
You’re stalling, got a lock on that door?
God’s waiting, anticipating awe
I’m rusting, still alive from the salt
I’m breathing, while you held me under
You wait, you waited way too long
You wait, you waited way too long
You wait, you waited way too long
You wait, you waited way too long
Hold fire, don’t misfire, load
Hold fire, don’t misfire
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9. |
Performance
04:04
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Skipping bare feet beat
Make my idle eyes stalk
I speak, you walk
You feel my loss
Skipping bare feet beat
Where floor and flame meet
You see I’m lost
I'm preaching from the pulpit
as the congregation divides eights to oh's
Striking up the fire now
We writhe round the gold flames
And I will be, and you will see all my body, as I perform for all of my friends
And you will be, and I will see all your body, as you entwine with all of my friends
Skipping bare feet beat to the sound of a silent drum
A perfect on pointe pirouette, move with the phasing pianos
Slip out, come together again
Slip in, burn my fingers again
As I read from the book, oh my dignity, look! The shame
And I will be, and you will see all my body, as I perform for all of my friends
And you will be, and I will see all your body, as you entwine with all of my friends
And I will be (Preaching from the pulpit)
And you will see (A perfect on pointe pirouette)
All my body (Striking up the fire now)
As I perform for all of my friends
And you will be (Preaching from the pulpit)
And I will see (A perfect on pointe pirouette)
All your body (Striking up the fire now)
As you entwine with all of my friends
Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now
Strike up the fire now
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10. |
/Me
03:20
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Don't change
Don't change me
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S H E Y E England, UK
S H E Y E is the creative output of Frank and Narayan. While it reflects our habits and personalities, it also includes flavours from many collaborators.
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