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in between the lines
02:40
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Sometimes girl, I really care but mostly I just don’t
I said I would go anywhere for you, but I probably won’t
You’re really good-looking and you’ve got lots of friends, why are you spending time with someone who depends on the weather and variable things like that?
You’d be much better off with a diplomatic, upstanding member of society
Who’s got his own house, or at least his own key
And a steady supply of things you don’t need
You know I’ve got emotions but you’re gonna have to read
In between the lines, fives don’t go with nines
Well if you’ve got something important to say to someone who isn’t here
I don’t mind if you just play on your phone
I can always just disappear
Off to my special place, inhabited only by ‘The Real Tim Chase’
And the people he loves and the people he knows, for a minute or two, when chatting after shows and I wonder if everyone has alter-egos
It’s difficult to tell but I do I suppose, if you read
In between the lines, fives don’t go with nines
There’s a lot of space, but so little time
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pixels
02:44
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Pixelated on a screen, still make out your smile
All that’s gone between us is forgotten for a while
Now it’s time to stop and stare, deep into my eyes
Though you might be far away, the feeling never dies
Stumbling round the edge of town, halfway out of mind
See the workmen sweeping up the rubble left behind
Party’s over, time to go, night has turned to day
It seems I am the one who got away
Pixelated on a screen, you keep cutting out
Someday you will disappear and I’ll be left to shout
At the trains abandoned by a long-forgotten king
Who once ruled the earth by making all his subjects sing
Along to all the voices he heard in his head that day
It seems I am the one who got away
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it takes time
03:12
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I went to the doctor, he gave me these pills, said take two of these every day
So I went home and lay on my bed and dreamt that it would be OK
but it takes time.
I went to the bar and I ordered a drink, the barkeeper turned me away
So I went out and looked at the sun and realised it would be OK
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flash mob, brussels
02:06
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The soldiers of fortune have made a pact
The riot police refuse to act
The Flash Mob is scheduled for a quarter to nine
I do hope we get there on time
It’s hard to tell the difference within
Till it breaks out across your skin
Emotion never at the cost of revealing what you lost
Shackles come off in the dust and I’ve been thinking
What’s the meaning of this song?
Do we have to go on and on?
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Tim Chase Zürich, Switzerland
"slacker folk brought to the maturity care of a dry and languid humour"
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