Flashbulbs And Futures Leftovers

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This is the story of being pleasantly surprised at what I found when looking through these leftovers.

 

In revising Flashbulbs And Futures for the site, I unexpectedly gained a new appreciation for it. While not anticipating the same to apply with these leftovers, they also caught me off-guard. It’s not that I was thinking they’d be god awful, it’s just that my previous experience with material like this has been… mixed.

 

With that being the case, I think the standouts here are Fighting In The War, Clutch Your Head, Awkward Lines and maybe Strange Beginnings. Awkward Lines was actually on the original version of the grouping (along with another thing) but got cut when shuffling stuff around and revising the lyrics for this website. (Don’t worry, it’s all available in the Fireteddy National Library.)

 

Anyway, I could also be high on these because there wasn’t much material to sort through. This grouping was written fairly quickly in several mini sessions, resulting in few leftovers.

 

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01. Strange Beginnings

02. Clutch Your Head

03. Deathwatch 11

04. Fighting In The War

05. Awkward Lines

 

Strange Beginnings

 

Strangely I don’t even fit

But patiently is where I sit

Revolvers for this lonely state

I’m finding I can’t concentrate

 

Write down what you wanna hear

It makes no difference to me, dear

Take what’s yours and leave behind

The things that you won’t ever find

 

Strange beginnings where we start

To watch these lives get torn apart

A cynic lies in everyone

But now it’s time to come undone

These strange beginnings are so much fun

 

Close your eyes and touch your nose

Impaired in fears of life alone

Nothing’s sacred, sure or safe

In jealousy to grow irate

 

Obsessions make you uglier

And the fear will fuel your hate

 

Strange beginnings where we start

To watch these lives get torn apart

A cynic lies in everyone

But now it’s time to come undone

These strange beginnings are so much fun

 

Excuses bailing out the same

It’s all held up in parlour games

Sacrificed to live in pain

 

With all our new beginnings strained

We’ll watch as they all go insane

 

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Clutch Your Head

 

Waking up from centuries

Of living life misled

You can stumble to your feet now

Or just try to clutch your head

 

Well everyone’s moronic

For even daring to connect

We writhe around all jaded

When it never makes much sense

 

Your hatred starts to fester from intolerance and greed

It’s drawn into that head of yours but there sure ain’t no relief

Well baby don’t it sicken you? It must make you wanna scream

Because you know it’s not a nightmare but it’s more than just a dream

 

Holding out for parasites

To compromise their plans

Only strains of awkward feedback

Or a line drawn in the sand

 

Well nobody can take it

As they’re screaming to be heard

Until the roles are finally lifted

Taking cues from the absurd

 

Your hatred starts to fester from intolerance and greed

It’s drawn into that head of yours but there sure ain’t no relief

Well baby don’t it sicken you? It must make you wanna scream

Because you know it’s not a nightmare but it’s more than just a dream

You know it’s not a nightmare but it’s more than just a dream

 

Faded lines to read between

But nothing ever makes much sense

When everything seems so obscene

You can’t believe what they’ve all said

But all you ever do is clutch your head

 

Your hatred starts to fester from intolerance and greed

It’s drawn into that head of yours but there sure ain’t no relief

Well baby don’t it sicken you? It must make you wanna scream

You can’t believe it, you can’t believe

 

Your hatred starts to fester from intolerance and greed

It’s drawn into that head of yours but there sure ain’t no relief

Well baby don’t it sicken you? It must make you wanna scream

Because you know it’s not a nightmare but it’s more than just a dream

You know it’s not a nightmare but it’s more than just a dream

 

Waking up from centuries

Of living life misled

You can stumble to your feet now

Or just try to clutch, just try to clutch your head

 

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Deathwatch 11

 

Here’s a song for all the critics

Crank it up and churn it out

It’s always over-crowded here

So I’m living in your doubts

 

Hollow phrases for your image

Comfort lines to meet the sounds

No more ears to lend out here, I fear

The sky keeps falling down

 

Kept in your place, all the logic’s defaced

Can’t you tell that it’s all in your head?

It’s caught in the breeze until you get what you please

But I don’t think there’s anything left

 

Here’s a song for all the cynics

With complaints sung out of tune

It’s never good enough to walk away

As their lives all fall to ruin

 

Flying in your face, all the logic’s replaced

Why can’t you see that it’s all in your head?

Floating on the breeze until you get what you please

But I don’t think there’s any fight left

 

Now I don’t wanna sound too insincere

But I still fear for what’s to come

We can put it off for another day

But I always feel so dumb

I always feel so dumb

 

Flying in your face, all the logic’s replaced

Yeah you’re such a disgrace but I can’t wash the taste away now

 

Flying in your face, all the logic’s replaced

Why can’t you see that it’s all in your head?

Floating on the breeze until you get what you please

But I don’t think there’s any fight left

I don’t think there’s any fight left

 

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Fighting In The War

 

You and I stood side by side

When we were fighting in the war

There was nothing left for us to hide

When we were fighting in the war

 

Down in bunker sheltered nights

When we were fighting in the war

There’s nothing left to leave behind

When you’re fighting in the war

Fighting in the war

 

Now deaths and memories haunt me

Well at least that much is true

I wish I could’ve seen your face

But there was nothing I could do

There was nothing I could do

 

I couldn’t save you, no

I couldn’t save you

 

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Awkward Lines

 

I’ll wait for you in a crowded room

Where all the smoke, it will leave me blinded

Though in my head it ain’t nothing new

With awkward lines, we can strive to find it

 

In every word where you think you’re wrong

These repetitions all sound the strangest

I won’t confess, but it won’t be long

We’ll mark the past and then try to change it

 

And in this stormy weather

As the rain starts pouring down

We’ll pause to trade these awkward lines we’ve found

 

I’ve waited here almost half my life

With clips and phrases I’ve torn to pieces

Through the haze until it’s out of sight

The answer’s clear but we’ve never seen it

 

Now in this room where we find ourselves

Some inhibitions still tired and cracking

Unlike the walls that we built so well

With faltered plans that all met their passing

 

And in this stormy weather

As the rain starts pouring down

We’ll pause to trade these awkward lines we’ve found

 

There’s nothing to say, there’s nothing to do

I’ve waited a lifetime to hear it from you

And somewhere it’s safe, well somewhere it’s true

Somewhere in spaces belonging to you

Now I belong to you

 

I’ll wait for you in a crowded room

Where all the smoke, it will leave me blinded

Though in my head it ain’t nothing new

With awkward lines, we won’t be misguided

With awkward lines, we won’t be misguided

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