..:: Ali Whitton and the Broke Record Players

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If It Is So
Empty Threats and Recurring Themes
In My World
The Cruelty That Becomes You
Waiting for Morning to Come
A Failed Attempt at Something Worth Saying
The Gun Goes Bang
The Storm
Lost Cause
Misery Needs Company
The Good Things are the Enemy
Poet and a Spaceman

1. If It Is So

I’m not the boy that you met last night
With the whisky coke and the guilty smile
I’m a mass of sorry secrets
And they’re tangled up in twine
Because I worry that I won’t stay detached
From the currency and the loveless hands
But I hope somebody needs me
And all the troubles I contain

If it is so then I wish you near to me
If it is so then I wish you near to me
Caught in the rope
Everyone dies to be free
If it is so, then I hope you never leave
Yeah I hope you never leave
I hope you never leave

Sweat it out and I’m here again
It’s just the black ink from a poisoned pen
If I’m trying to stay conscious
Then that’s the way that it should be
I’m an actor playing dead it seems
With the melodrama and the tragedy
I’m sure I’d fall in love with you
If I could just open my eyes

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2. Empty Threats and Recurring Themes

I am faithless in the sense that I have yet to hear the truth
And so I worry about meaning and I see these men in suits
And I wonder if they ever cannot sleep
Because sometimes my head is strong but my heart is weak
I just need company

I am desperate in the sense that I am ill at ease
As I drive out of the city that has started changing me
Old friends are hard to leave
But sometimes my head is strong when my heart is weak
And I see that you don’t believe

Well you’re wrong you’re wrong you’re wrong you’re wrong
You’re wrong about me
I sing these empty threats
Recurring themes
Of tenderness because I’m torn between
A land to which I am in debt
Of it’s captivating scenes
And one that doesn’t notice me
Wishing away this bitter dream

When the silence drums up doubts that resist stability
It feels criminal to question motives of a heartbeat
It’s a gift that never asked for me
I should be grateful instead I vent my spleen
And you say that I’m too young to know what I mean

If you understand and even if you don’t believe
We could lie together and never dream
Get so close that I cannot see
These straying doubts will never conquer me

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3. In My World

I drank so much I didn’t know who I was
Raided my senses, killed all the things I’m sick of
I feel like I’m going to betray you tonight
I have no concern for your smile

Who are you today darling? What is your name?
Will you put on your lipstick and will you paint your face
If you’re going to be Marilyn or a whore of the stage
Then I can’t relate any longer

Say what you mean
Or don’t speak at all
Dispose of your characters
And leave me with one
Decide what you want
Because I don’t believe you anymore
I don’t need you anymore

In my world there isn’t a God that I can style
To justify wrong and find a meaning to life
There’s nothing waiting for me when I die
So do you see why I value my time?

Say what you mean
Or don’t speak at all
Dispose of your characters
And leave me with one
Decide what you want
Because I don’t believe you anymore
I don’t need you anymore

In my world there isn’t a God that I can style
To justify wrong and find a meaning to life
There’s nothing waiting for me when I die
So do you see why I value my time?

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4. The Cruelty That Becomes You

I get the feeling, the way you slither through your sentences
The haste, the words are stumbling, and airing kind of thin
There’s something brewing, another love is hiding beneath your skin
And I loathe myself when I think of him

I cannot sleep. The winds are battering my windows
Like the Gods are stirring in a restless wicked night
In response to the cruelty that becomes you
As you kiss the lips of a stranger who is lying by your side

I hope that you are comfortable when your senses slowly fade
The instant conciousness declines requests to stay awake
I hope you sleep my slaughter and my death bereaves your soul
And may your heart learn how to suffer through the bleakness of it all

Debilitating reasons, and a vulnerability to your lack of contact
And broken expectations when I thought that you knew how much I hurt
And what is more is that my life dissolves around me
Unknown to you – it’s evident in every wretched word
But you never hear my words

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5. Waiting for Morning to Come

Please excuse me I have difficulty articulating
This despair that is severed and locked in rotation
On a broke record player that deserves more attention
I’ll try singing this all away

I spent last night and felt your pity surround me
You’d squeeze my hand tight and then turn away slowly
And I’d lie there like ice in the warmth of your beauty
Waiting for morning to come

Some moments I’ll be trapped in my own kind of fog
That’ll bury all logic and choke rational thought
For a second I’ve lost it and I just want it all
To finally come to an end

But I see you and I hold you close under my chin
See that a friendship is better than nothing
I learn that sometimes I’m the one that needs protecting
When I’m waiting for morning to come

Who’d have thought that a character as flawed as mine
Would’ve burnt through your heart and gone straight to your spine
And paralysed your arms so you just couldn’t find
A reason to hold me at all

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6. A Failed Attempt at Something Worth Saying

If I don’t die before my time
If I don’t cross that narrow line
If my pain never exceeds my methods of coping
Then be this not a prophecy
A warning or a stale heartbeat
But a failed attempt at something worth saying

To follow my heart is the best that I can do
Throw caution to the wind and let it bluster
To leave my future in the hands of vile thieves
Is like leading a lamb to the slaughter

I know some friends they don’t believe
That what I write and what I feel
Walk hand in hand just like the way we used to
There’s people who discard my hurt
They say “Come on boy, I’ve been through worse”
Their apathy builds shame for what I’m missing

To follow my heart is the best that I can do
Throw caution to the wind and let it bluster
To leave my future in the hands of vile thieves
Is like leading a lamb to the slaughter

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7. The Gun Goes Bang

I guess we are the product of everything we need
And me, I need a lover to hold me while I sleep
Last year I thought I'd found her but then she turned her back on me
I was starting to get comfortable, I was starting to believe
Then the gun goes bang

My dreams - they just betray me like the rumour of my youth
I was reaching for the sun but I'm still grounded at the roots
I tolerate frustration whilst I navigate my moods
Life is just a murder for which the are not any clues

And then the gun goes bang
And the sun turns black
I see your guilt in shadows
There's no going back
And I am not scared
I know I'll be fine
Because I see you live
As you watch me die

If I told you that I loved you I bet you'd never be my friend
You like to keep your distance whilst your hunting other men
Ignorance is bliss my love but you cannot hear at all
The words that leave my lips will never reach your soul

And then the gun goes bang
And the sun turns black
I see your guilt in shadows
There's no going back
And I am not scared
I know I'll be fine
Because I see you live
As you watch me die
Yeah I see you live
As you watch me die

To follow my heart is the best that I can do
Throw caution to the wind and let it bluster
To leave my future in the hands of vile thieves
Is like leading a lamb to the slaughter

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8. The Storm

These melancholy daydreams that possess me when you leave
Are dripping from the ceiling and waking from their sleep
I'm just like a child pressing bruises on his knee
Well isn't every bruise a memory?
Something you did to me
Something you did to me...

I'm sobered by the silence and defeated by the clocks
Investing time in poetry and rejoicing in the dark
I’m reveling in bleeding cos' blood's the substance of our hearts
You know by our design we're meant to hurt
We've got to hurt
Let's make it worse

You want to aim for happiness but humanity is flawed
Every story has a twist and it's the twist we do applaud
You want to see tranquility but you must first see out the storm
And all I want to do is keep you warm
I'll keep you warm
Bring on the storm...

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9. Lost Cause

A sparkled glaze settles secretly
On the streets and fields whilst you sleep
In a ghost town chimes the midnight hour
As the chill takes grip of me
I drive back home in a calm distress
Although there’s nothing really waiting there
Except a bottle and an empty bed
And a few more stale cigarettes for me

I’m feeling like a lost cause
A pointless waste of skin and bones
The more I need you darling
The more I push you further from my arms

Well isn't love a pain sometimes
So intricate and agonized
When it's longing isn't consolded at all
With her body and her mind
Stirring every sense until
Provoking chemicals that will
Skulk into my brain tonight
And make me feel something positive again

I’m feeling like a lost cause
A pointless waste of skin and bones
The more I need you darling
The more I push you further from my arms

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10. Misery Needs Company

The refrigerator’s hum sounds like the bubbles in a coke can
Seems like silence in the modern age is very hard to find
Smoke it pirouettes from the ashtray on the table
And the liquor in the glass is every bit of a true friend

It’s so sad;
Misery needs company
That’s what they said to me
Misery needs company

Tentatively writing every word that I can think of
In a piece that strings together like hypnosis of the heart
It never really reads that well until the morning after
Much like you and me my love when we find ourselves apart

It’s so sad;
Misery needs company
That’s what they said to me
Misery needs company

Or else your heart will bleed
And your friends will weep ...

... They’ll be sorry
Yeah they’ll be sorry
Your heart will bleed
Your friends will weep
And they’ll be sorry
Yeah they’ll be sorry

You know I dreamt I died last night and in the chaos I remember
That I felt the fear of God upon me in the seconds that went before
I woke up feeling restless and though my body was exhumed at dawn
Treading carefully I seek to make my mark upon the shore

It’s so sad;
Misery needs company
That’s what they said to me
Misery needs company

Or else your heart will bleed
And your friends will weep
They’ll be sorry
Yeah they’ll be sorry
Your heart will bleed
Your friends will weep
And they’ll be sorry
Yeah they’ll be sorry

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11. The Good Things are the Enemy

A subtle breeze wanders through the open window
It’s so deliberate that I crave this time last year
When the evening light was shimmering
And you would look so divine
I cannot tell you why…
I want the ground to swallow me whole
I don’t want to die but I don’t want to grow old
You, you didn’t mean to be so severe
But I cannot shake this drug
It’s clear to me now

It’s just like my father said one night
I’ve got to get out of my own head sometimes
I wrap myself in thoughts until they smother me
I convince myself the good things are the enemy
Now the nights just linger pointlessly
And all I really want is your company

But now you’re barely talking to me
And I wonder if we were ever close at all
I didn’t want you to move away
I’m sorry that I couldn’t cope
But you know that the distance made me frail
I needed your touch, your scent, your kiss, your smile,
And that beautiful look in your eyes

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12. Poet and a Spaceman

I want to be a poet and a spaceman
Living in my world above the clouds
I will sing you songs from Mercury
And I’ll cast a moonlight shadow on your doubts

I want to be the sunlight in the morning
That’ll brush across your eyes and make you smile
I will be the warmth in your blue world
If you will be the life in mine

I want to be the reason that you curl up your toes
A pretty memory left beautifully exposed
I will be a firework that’ll fly and then explode
But tonight I’m on my own

So I’ll always be a poet and a spaceman
Living in my world above the clouds

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