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Hand High City

by The Baroque

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1.
Me; I was a slave to my seven thousand yesterdays I wanted everything at once Me; I wasn't there - I packed my packs and left the croft Into the high unknown You; appeared ahaze - half-inch of L & B ablaze A killer in the smoke I, I stared at pints, and said flowered things for frantic nights A fire I could toke I never thought that this'd be another stranger night I never thought that I would be away in a stranger I never thought that this'd be another stranger night And that's because I never think! You; you should've said that the idea hurt your very head The very head that I was on But we; all interlocked - a throng that simply couldn't stop We made a tired drunken bond Scraped the dancing-kissing step, failed 'romantic walk' I thought you'd feel like Audrey Hep! You felt like a stranger Walking in the North Bridge light, and only then I thought "Tomorrow all of this love'll sink" No, no, Nova I'm on the brink of finding home If terrible things'll happen Terrible things'll pass But nobody held me up to lights to say that No, no, Nova My heart is all navy blue and chrome Staggering to your duvet So struggling to implore We're friends as fuck when we're dancing on Strangers when we turn to leave the floor
2.
HAND HIGH CITY lows I've held on too long - everybody knows! I'm under the sun so I'm under the weather I'm hoping I find work. I'm hoping you'll find someone different Who calls you across and who holds you together Fabulous Jewels are on the way And try not to lose them in the fray I think I've got a fear on - a straight-backed terraced fear If it takes a week to calm me, let it take a year I think some demons prized me (I know they cherish fools) But diamond don't you fret! Stay bedded in your hay And Fabulous Jewels are on the way Bottle-holdin' fear The thought of all these ever passing years! I give up the ghosts but I take in the spirits HAND HIGH CITY lows Show me where your heavy head'll go So I can retrieve, so I can pursue it *** I was a singer, I was a singer for your head But now I sing about, I sing about mine instead
3.
Cast impossible Eyes on me Terrify and get Your own way Whenever the ceiling falls We'll make a love against a wall When you apply your soothing hands You aren't pushed against a wall Shake it off my friend 'Cos she ain't coming back Catch up if you're comin', coming to land! I caught up to late to understand Whenever the ceiling falls We'll make old love against a wall I need your curl of cracked lips and your pair of hands You lose/choose! I'll give you food for thought You're always in my head But you are never 'you'
4.
Windowless 05:29
I never made the same mistake with you Cos I would try to look inside but oh you're windowless And in my mind I'm thinking hard of all the things we've done I made for you but end up making off with everyone I hoped someone coulda stopped us both from breaking all down (or something like that) You always tried the things that didn't work Cos I would try to look inside but oh you're windowless I never made as if to flee from you Cos I would try to look inside but oh you're windowless I never felt the same again with you Cos I would try to look inside but oh you're windowless And in my mind I'm laughing hard of all the things we've done I made for you but end up making off with everyone I hoped someone coulda stopped us both from breaking all down But most of all I WISH I COULD'VE SAVED YOU WHEN YOU WERE EMPTY BUT YOU CAN'T SAVE A SOUL, IBIZA'D OR WHOLE, FROM A WINDOWLESS PLACE I WISH I COULD'VE SAVED YOU WHEN YOU WERE EMPTY BUT NOTHING PREPARES A FALLER LIKE ME FROM FALLING FROM GRACE Never be the same as me Cos that'll only hollow me Never be the same as me Don't be here when I'm empty
5.
Leaving 03:25
I'm a tied-up cunt with a tied up brain I will pass you once and pass you by again I reckon leaving is a chore for you as well I reckon I must keep you grounded down in hell You took me in and by surprise When I was Simon in 'Flies I could talk to you for days I'm back to 15 black n whites Alone and pacing nights I won't talk to you for days
6.
Don't spill a drop; be your epitaph Mind the days that you made me laugh? Now I'll take take then fall in half Stone You've got an idea of what to do Sip and side on so closing through But things look smaller in funnel view Don't Know I'm in love with the open road Where I'm not sidetracked and told-you-so'd But things'll change once i've had a load The awful truth of it you ought to know Did you drink all of my Swedish cider And cry when I told you how innocent you were? Did you drink my friends under a table And lie: "they all left when the cupboards were bare" Did you drink all of my Swedish cider? Could you live with me you cold outsider? Don't know I only to drink things of Navy Blue The only work I'm not paid to do I reckoned I might get close to you oh no I'm wet, tequila'd and needing bed Those three cement themselves in my head But I can't walk calm through middle mead- -ow Know I'm in love thus a crying shame You drank my draught dry and I'm to blame I'll sleep with lights on and feel unsafe The awful truth of it, you've went and blown (Couldn't you have stopped me?!!!) Did you starve yourself of Swedish cider And cry when I told you how innocent you were? Did you drink my friends under a table And lie: "they all left when the cupboards were bare" Did you drink all of my Swdeish Cider? I know when you lie, I know when you're tall You are not to be of womankind This is not how I want you to see me at all!
7.
Tara 03:35
Tara , it's been a while since we dog'n'boned Did you die or turn to stone? Cos someone said something or other And now I'm scared Tara, thought about what you said to me A month's a month, we're not the same so I want freed A month alright, a month too long of being optimism's pair I can feel you about, feel your presence in a room Everyone'll go away, but no one leaves me like you do I've climbed in and out your head, tried to see myself in there But I wouldn't see a thing 'cept, Tara laying bare Tara, queen of duvet and pillow talk I'm Beauvais, you're Charles de Gaulle I shied away, I should've stayed. You were all But Tara, I am wired wrong and weird I might be widely known but I'm feared The rain is on, the spirit fucked off, but it's nearly out again I can feel you about your awful presence gives a sigh I wanted you but I was Hand Highe I imagined your head there, tried to see myself But I couldn't see for life! so now i'll say Tara
8.
Catastrofuck I'm outta luck I want romero to breathe again Once where I was living I thought of her I thought of everything we had in her Yous said that i had the stance to fly To reach and look you in the eye But every time I try to land a foot away from you I end up flying home again Romero We sang songs and left it at that Romero I found health but it lead to a trap Romero You were vast and filled every gap And in a countdown to the end We'll sing disaster songs my friend Round a table set with kings and everyone's everythings I went about there for a spell Like a cursed ne'erdowell Fuck! It felt alright when I was good old Romero Potterrow You told me so My head was shaking like you must've been! Mild and disbelieving Points de Fuite The rain came down it felt like sleet - OBSOLETE Fuck Believing I could fly I'm ready now to try and look you in the eye from where I stand But every time I try to land a foot away from you I end up flying home again Romero You sag songs and left it at that Romero I found health but it lead to a trap And in a countdown to the end We'll sing Disaster Songs my friend "No-one leaves me like you do" and I wrote a song called 'Leaving'! I went about there for a spell Ended up a cursed ne'erdowell It felt alright when I was YOU ROMERO I thought about you hard today and what it would mean for me to say I'm finally over you and good old Romero
9.
Romero We sang songs and left it at that Romero I found health but tit led to a trap ROMERO Where have you gone my oldest friend? I only came to make amends Look at somewhere in your eyes Like someone said I should I lose my head and sweat and sing Flight and flight through everything You asked if it was me and I said it was HAND HIGH CITY I thought about you hard today and what it would mean for me to say I'm finally over you and good old lost Romero
10.
Frozen Gold 05:51
I HAD YOU I LET YOU GO GONE'S THE SIGHT OF EDINBURGH IN SNOW I'M TERRIFIED I'LL SAY THE WRONG THING I'M TERRIFIED OF EVERYTHING AND FROZEN GOLD I HAD TO SORT OF LET YOU KNOW BUT I CAN'T FIND TINY WORDS TO MAKE IT SO I'M TERRIFIED I'LL SAY THE WRONG THING I'M TERRIFIED OF EVERYTHING AND FROZEN GOLD AND I'M HERE WITH ALL MY FROZEN GOLD BUT IT CAME AT A PRICE AND THAT ALONE'S THE TROUBLE WITH PARADISE

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The debut album of Gavin Murchie's singer-songwriter project The Baroque

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released August 15, 2014

Music and lyrics by Gavin Murchie
Produced, recorded, mixed and edited by Gavin Murchie
Recorded at Villa del Refugio between April - August 2014; except Piano on 'Windowless', recorded at Reid Hall of Music, Edinburgh; Piano on 'Against a Wall', recorded at Grannys; and Vocals on 'Away in a Stranger', recorded at The Gaff, Edinburgh.

Vocals, guitars, clarinets, piano, synthesisers, percussion, sound design and field recordings by Gavin Murchie
Percussion on 'Against a Wall', 'Windowless', 'Swedish Cider', 'Tara' and 'Marilyn/Romero' by Robert Irving

'Away in a Stranger' contains elements of 'Vankee Promessa, January Last' by Gavin Murchie
'Marilyn/Romero' is dedicated to Niamh Leonard, Melissa MacTaggart, Jak Purkiss and Conor Quinn.
'Frozen Gold' gets loud.

SPECIAL THANKS
First and foremost to Kevin Hay and the Reid School of Music for allowing me use of various recording equipment and microphones. Bob, for his amazing drumming.

THANKS FOR EVERYTHING
My parents, Scott, Jane, Andy, the Murchie and Waugh families; Conor, Jak, Niamh, Melissa; The Boys: Bruce, Jamie, Martyn, Glass, Carswell, Jay, Adam and the rest of yas!; Jamesy, Megan, Henry, Kate; Sophie; All the Musos and Techies; The Perth Lads; Erin; and to everyone who has ever considered me a friend. Thank you all from the bottom of my medium-sized Scottish heart for your friendship and trust.

And thanks to you, for listening.

The Baroque is Gavin Murchie.

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