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I’ve been ruminating lately
so much time to think and spin
all the thoughts that flit in daydreams
only now I let them in
these days can pass in moments
a minute here or there
then it’s time to sleep and slumber
and for once, I seem not to care
maybe I’m hoping that time will be a healer
so I’ve heard in songs and tales
just seems this time it isn’t healing
in oh so many ways
I’ve been ruminating lately
falling free through time and space
never felt so much in limbo
days disappear without a trace
yet for some their lives are turmoil, facing trauma every day
yet here we sit with endless tea
staying safely in one place
maybe we’re hoping that time will be a healer
that’s what we’re told in songs and tales
just seems this time it isn’t healing
in oh so many ways
maybe time will be a healer
we’ll see systems change and grow
We’ll see we’d already lost our freedom
a long time ago
business back to normal
on the train once more
a carriage full of tired commuters
back to their daily chore
life goes back to normal
who will sink or swim
we mustn’t let it stay the same
the revolution must begin
we can’t go back to normal
something has to change
the system that has built this mess
must answer to its name
maybe time will be a healer
that’s what we’re told in songs and tales
just seems this time it isn’t healing
let’s hope it is in other ways
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Dancing on Rooftops
04:34
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I'm fixed for today and the wind's on my side
I can feel the sunshine from the wrong side of the tide
derisive of my longing but I just want to be held
by that warm and fuzzy feeling on my skin, I am compelled
maybe absence makes the heart grow fonder
but I regret the time we've squandered
now I'm dancing on rooftops and worshipping the sun
I've got elation burning in my chest, it's only just begun
I'm spinning in a sunbeam to the trumpets in my mind
can't help but stare at you though it may send me blind
I walked for hours through the hail, stopped beneath a blossom tree
the light appeared behind a cloud, shining out at me
we'll steal into a park to our own little dream
stay here for a while, beneath the trees, by the stream
maybe absence makes the heart grow fonder
but I regret the time we've squandered
and all I ever wanted was a taste of honey
but nature's course had other plans
there's a light I can see at the end of tunnel
so here's to you....
now I'm dancing on rooftops and worshipping the sun
I've got elation burning in my chest, it's only just begun
I'm spinning in a sunbeam to the trumpets in my mind
can't help but stare at you though it may send me blind
it's not only the rock, but the castle that's atop
and the waves that crash with fervour on the cliffs will never stop
on that windswept coast in darkness on the wrong side of the world
there's a tendril of a soul that I've not yet unfurled
maybe absence makes the heart grow fonder
but I regret the time we've squandered
now I'm dancing on rooftops and worshipping the sun
I've got elation burning in my chest, it's only just begun
I'm spinning in a sunbeam to the trumpets in my mind
can't help but stare at you though it may send me blind
summer's full of blue skies, stretching on for days
couldn't blame a man for getting lost here in the haze
the sun has got his hat on and he's tipping it to me
'ma'am' he said 'you're welcome, I'm just doing my duty'
maybe absence makes the heart grow fonder
but I regret the time we've squandered
you're nowhere to be found
yet I find myself spellbound
here's to you...
now I'm dancing on rooftops and worshipping the sun
I've got elation burning in my chest, it's only just begun
I'm spinning in a sunbeam to the trumpets in my mind
can't help but stare at you though it may send me blind
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Ode to an Idler
04:18
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'I prefer to lie down whenever I can'
she mused from the comfort of her bed
it's the lost art of horizontal virtue
there the goodness all goes to her head, they said:
'it can't be that hard, just remain in motion',
but they never had the slightest notion
that she'd stay in pyjamas all the day if she could
like Derrida
consider the lilies of the field
how they grow where they're sown, they do not toil
and for now, enjoy your dolce far niente
in rose-tinted inertia
she's an idler, there's something in her air,
I can tell from the way she just lies there
that she clearly thinks it's just common sense
to live in sweet honied indolence
'I'll always end up where I need to be'
he said as he sauntered around
he'd sit by a stream and just listen a while
until he turned homeward bound, and he found
he'd dander here, he'd dander there,
he'd stop to smell the roses or just stand and stare
his mind wandered as he did in the drift of the air in summertime
consider the lilies of the field
how they grow where they're sown, they do not toil
and for now, enjoy your dolce far niente
in rose-tinted inertia
he's an idler, there's something in his pace,
his aimless wonder has a sort of grace
and he clearly thinks it's just common sense
to live in sweet honied indolence
'I'll just lay here and let my soul dangle'
I wrote in my hammock drinking wine
my masterful inaction lets my
imagination run to places so fine, and they're mine
I'll read my books, and listen to birdsong
I'll sit and soak the sunshine on my skin all day long
the treasures of my mind and the time that found
my heaven is this hammock with it's gold dust all around
consider the lilies of the field
how they grow where they're sown, they do not toil
and for now, enjoy your dolce far niente
in rose-tinted inertia
I'm an idler, there's something in my smirk
you might guess from the way I avoid work
that I clearly think it's just common sense
to live in sweet honied indolence
so sit with me and just stare out the window
and maybe you'll start to understand what we know -
don't do what you're told, ignore the lies that you're sold
don't sell your golden moments for your portion of fools gold
and we'll be idlers
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Shadows
03:42
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silence, and still
silence and I will
be still, and be silent in your silence
silence, and still
silence and I will
be still, and be silent in your silence
oh how I wish
my soul could be seen
it feels bright it could be lighting up this,
darkness falls
see the swirls and the shadows climbing into your mind
can you see it, do you feel it?
is it mine too?
see the swirls and the shadows climbing into your mind
can you see it, do you feel it?
is it mine too?
through twilight I'll go and I'll go it alone
though my feet and my soul they will ache
by nightfall your hand will have reached through the shadows
the light, in all of this darkness
in my mind we would spin
'til the light's all let in
no more need for all this pretence
so I ask you to dance through the streets wide and narrow
come searching
come searching with me
for velvet and darkness
velveteen softness
so sweet 'til you whip around
stop
searching for twilight and shadows
silk and the saints
weaving right through the storm 'til it breaks
through twilight I'll go and I'll go it alone
though my feet and my soul they will ache
by nightfall your hand will have reached through the shadows
the light, in all of this darkness
there's a well I once found
in the velveteen nightfall
it beckoned me
fall
it's not far
I'm moving in twilight, in silks
in the nightfall so soft
and maybe
you never will find me
through twilight I'll go and I'll go it alone
though my feet and my soul
they will ache
by nightfall your hand will have reached through the shadows
the light, in all of this darkness
through twilight I'll go and I'll go it alone
though my feet and my soul
they will ache
by nightfall your hand will have reached through the shadows
the light, in all of this darkness
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Watson & Lockett Manchester, UK
'RAVISHING' - Granny's friend Susan
'Don't know what it is, really, but it's extrememely
accomplished' - Colin
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www.benjaminpjackson.com/blog/2021/12/14/review-ruminating-by-watson-and-lockett-debut-ep
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