Paper Bullets
from We Used To Live Round Here by The Glue Ensemble
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lyrics
When you, when you go the distance
Feel the light's resistance
To your eyes.
Bright lights, bright lights in winter
Split the ice to splinters
Of sunrise.
But don't you, don't you be so naive.
Don't be the one to believe
There's any surprise
Waiting at the end of this distance,
No pill or assistance
Or blue skies.
It's always, always the tether and the taper
We change nothing but the paper
On which we begin.
And they say trees - trees are our lungs
But in the shadow of the sun
Trees breath in;
They're waiting, waiting to be book bound
Waiting to be word found
Waiting to begin.
So when you, when you see a shadow
Like Harry Lime at your window
Go to him.
As we walked out down by the water
We saw our lives were more than just money, bricks and mortar
Paper bullets in the head
Bang son, bang and your dead.
Feel the light's resistance
To your eyes.
Bright lights, bright lights in winter
Split the ice to splinters
Of sunrise.
But don't you, don't you be so naive.
Don't be the one to believe
There's any surprise
Waiting at the end of this distance,
No pill or assistance
Or blue skies.
It's always, always the tether and the taper
We change nothing but the paper
On which we begin.
And they say trees - trees are our lungs
But in the shadow of the sun
Trees breath in;
They're waiting, waiting to be book bound
Waiting to be word found
Waiting to begin.
So when you, when you see a shadow
Like Harry Lime at your window
Go to him.
As we walked out down by the water
We saw our lives were more than just money, bricks and mortar
Paper bullets in the head
Bang son, bang and your dead.
credits
from We Used To Live Round Here,
released February 9, 2015
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The Glue Ensemble London, UK
Alternative acoustic music from London and Paris.
We are the sound of slipping away
before everyone else wakes. We are the feeling of a train journey back to where you grew up. We are the sound of tea-time at a funeral.
... more
discography
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Apr 2020 -
Feb 2015 -
Dec 2010 -
Feb 2010