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Who doesn’t love a trilogy?
She turned around and said to me
INFP to the tee
She loves a happy ending
Mediating groups for fun
The marathon has just begun
So close your eyes, let’s have some fun
These hearts were made for mending
Now…
Wear that crown
Hunker down
They all need you again
Making drinks
Umbrellas in
For your friends
It never ends
Who doesn’t love a trilogy?
Oh sweet, Penelope
Every line is memorised……
They fight, you fight, we all survive
You’re terrified
But never show it
They're crying in their pillows whilst
You’re feeling cold and numb
Wow…
Wear that crown
Hunker down
They all need you again
Making drinks
Umbrellas in
For your friends
It never ends
Penelope
You’re young
And when you’re old
You’ll watch these movies with your girls
And when they’re down
You’ll be around
But you should open up
You should open up
Haven’t you had enough?
You already ran away
Ten years, yesterday
You still remember the smell of the rain
And all of your pain
When you ran inside
As your mother died
Those tiny rooms
Still speak to you
In riddles of grief
What lays beneath
You never tell
You never tell
Penelope
Speak to me
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2. |
You Know That I Want You
02:58
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You know that I want you
You know that I want you
Penelope, I’m round
You’re feeling brand new
You’re feeling bold too
You know that I want you
You know that I want you
Penelope, I’m down
Let me be your refuge
Your emotional breakthrough
You know that I wanted you
You know that I wanted you
But Penelope turn round
I know i’m twenty-two
But I'm going to leave you
And never will be found
I never wanted you
i never wanted you
Penelope, calm down
You’re only eighteen
You can’t bring up a baby
I'm going to leave you
I will not rescue
And never can be found
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3. |
a birth
02:00
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4. |
Motherless Mother
03:36
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Heading home
Towel on
Bumper seat
Supplies beneath
I’m a motherless mother
I’m a motherless mother
Twenty-hours
Need a shower
No balloons
In the room
I’m a motherless mother
I'm a motherless mother
She has the eyes of my father
That I never met
And family is passed tradition
So it's for the best
That i’m a motherless mother
To a fatherless child
That i’m a motherless mother
To a fatherless child
Studio flat in the east
Dirty mattress no sheets
Heaven knows what she needs
Heaven knows what she’ll eat
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Their eyes are as big
As the sea
Staring straight back
At me
Did I stare that way??
How long did it take for you to pick a name??
I have nothing but you in my mind
She is lucky to have your eyes
Gentle blue crashing waves
Were mine always so grey?
Can’t you say
From the grave?
I need you everyday
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This village is too small
Can I make more than this?
Without sweet Anorthosis
Or would I just fall?
Born and raised in Lefkoniko
Hearing rumours of a war
Across the sea
We would be another colonial casualty
Oh to move to London
Oh to see my cousins
Who left here years ago
The english never listen
To our position
Might as well claim my stake
Of the commonwealth.
There was a girl called Sophia
My name is Christos, nice to meet ya
Her family lived up the hill
Up until
They went away
To live near Turnpike Lane
One more coffee
One more song
One more walk along the beach where I belong
One more Sunday
One more swim
If you pack up your life
Where do you begin?
Where do you begin?
One year in the city
Got a job at a factory
And how I miss everybody
Nothing is the same
They didn’t lie about the rain
At a greek welcoming party
From the crowd, It can’t be
Sophia with her family
As I walk, she shouts my name
Oh how glad now
That I came
To the city
Five years later to the day
The war has started, papers say
So we learn how to behave
Bomb shelter training days
Sophia beside me
And our two babies
We got married in the spring
This place is not the same
Lefkoniko remains
In my soul
I sure hope
It always stays
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8. |
Santo the Great
05:36
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All my life, I’ve never known leisure
Afraid of guns and bombs
My parents speak of the pleasure
Found in the sun
Found this place on a postcard
Pilling out of the Standard Vanguard
My dad painted it green
And it looks like mud
Ever since the war is over
We get told to now have fun
This St Ives beach
Is packed for the treasure hunt
My Ma’s hoping to see Barbara Hepworth
So she can tell her she changed her life
My father notices a donkey
And picks it up
I’ve never seen the island I am from
They tell me the sea is clearer
I’ve only ever seen photos
Of old women spinning yarn
My dads on the hunt for his stamp collection
So I head to Laity’s groceries
We hate the cubed vegetables
But I buy Cornish pasties
My sister is reading for her classes
We will never get along
She loves Winston Churchill
And the hair salon
In the distance I notice a rope swing
Attached to a fishing boat
I notice him look at me
As I approach
He tells me his name is Santo
Nice to meet you, I’m Stefani
Your name would be Alexander
If you were Greek.
Well you can call me Santo the Great
He laughs and leads the way
To Harbour Amusements
To play games.
He says he likes my tan
I say I like his arms
We kiss before I head back to see my Mum
She’s crying and holding a photograph
Which is signed by Barbara herself
My dad tells us that this feels like home
In a way London never felt
The summer of 54’
Was more than a holiday
This was the year
we decided St Ives was where we would stay.
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moving in
01:00
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Our first Cornish Christmas
In the winter of 56’
The turkey is in the oven
And gifts are wrapped for our kids
Pouring out the booze
Soaking in the views
Family together and smiling
Turning on the news
Nothing I can do
My island is dying
Building our home
Traditions of our own
Jumping in the sea
Was oh so frightening
Pouring out the booze
Soaking in the views
Family together and smiling
Turning on the news
Nothing I can do
My island is dying
I can only hold it in for so long
Everyone can tell something is wrong
I’m happy, they’re happy but oh god
Have I abandoned everyone?
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This aching little spirit
Pack it up and leave me with it
I am a wandering soul
Who has lost control
Of her children
And her husband
I am feeling lost of substance
I am spelling words out of spaghetti
And leaving it for the dogs to eat for supper
The wind never ends
And the rain follows like a pet
They told me this was the sunniest
Place you could get
In this country I have found myself within
I see them staring as I speak
To my new born son with my mothers tongue
Let me be, let me be, let me be.
All I see, all I see, is the sea,
Staring at me, laughing with its grey undertones
I cannot condone my behaviour
Daydreaming my own failures
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12. |
My Sister Hates My Guts
03:23
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My sister hates my guts
And I don't know why
She gives me funny looks
When she passes by
She’s so opinionated
And so strong
I don’t know anything
Or where I belong
She’s always hanging around on his boat
Every conservation with her is cutthroat
My sister never tries
To speak to me
She only gives me time
Sporadically
She doesn’t know
I wish I was like her
She’s always hanging around on his boat
Every conservation with her is cutthroat
She’s the real deal
And I’m just an amateur
Cool Stefani
And boring Anastasia
You’re so closed off
I can never seem to reach you
I will never understand
All of your issues
But if he breaks your heart
I’ll be there with tissues
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Leeches at the Throat
02:52
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Holding back my aching eyes
I don’t know to reply
Leeches at the throat
Squeezing out hope
Money is tight
And suffocating
My baby screams for more attention
I just wish someone was near me
Oh so clearly
I feel your presence watching all I do
For you
I will pull through
I need family
I need clarity
I need faith
I need faith
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14. |
sleepless nights
02:27
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15. |
Too Kind
03:16
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So, I
Try to be too kind
Stand on a land mine
And apologise
Every time
Can you hold me
Do it tightly
I’m not used too
Attention anymore
So I
Fade with the night sky
Awake to the sunlight
Feeling the same
Tough times
Here to stay, unless I
Can change, but of course I
Always remain
Can you hold me
Do it tightly
I’m not used too
Attention anymore
Each day
Feels like a parade
Floating on decades
Of useless trade
Can you hold me
Do it tightly
I’m not used too
Attention anymore
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16. |
1959
02:07
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17. |
Heartbreaks Are Quick
00:52
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Santo left me
My sister bought me
A coffee and I cried
She dunked a biscuit
Told me she "won’t miss them"
Even if I feel dead inside
Heartbreaks are quick
But the pain
It sits
Heartbreaks are quick
But the pain
It sits.
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18. |
Rome
02:28
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My daughter broke her heart
And I don’t know what to do
Been in her bed for two weeks
And will not leave her room
I remember the first time mine was broken
Her name was Grace
We were in Rome.
We didn’t talk to whole way home
My daughter broke her heart
And the boy was a punk
He never shook my hand
And he always stunk
I want to make her smile
Make her chocolate milk
But she’s not a child
And she never will be again
Grace looked at me
As I took a photo of her
She was crying and said
It was over
We went our separate ways
Oh, Stefani my child
Wish I could lift you from this shroud
But one day this grey
Will turn to crimson
You will feel so happy darling
Trust me
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i hate everybody
02:05
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Saving me
In a holy field
Of frivolous failures
We’re holding hands with the devil
Hands with the devil
I need another sip of wine
To bide this dull time
I have found
My soul within
Take a swim
In this sage
I won’t behave
I hate everybody
Who comes two steps
Away
I hate everybody who comes
Two steps away
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20. |
1963
03:09
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1963
I meet Freddy
He was so english it hurt
Within a month
I was in a slump
Later found out
It was the girl
Pregnant, out of luck
Not even in love
We barely knew each other then
But he stuck around
And so did I
And the paint has now dried
In our new house
She runs around
So carefree
Our little Katie
Now I’m in love
And don’t know
My life changed at 26
My life changed at 26
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21. |
Where We Are From
02:30
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She looks so much like me
Who knew how fun they were at three
Running around the tapestry
I made for the new feature wall
I tried to sew an olive tree
From my parents home country
I can’t wait to show Katie
Where we are from
Little lights surrounding the perimeter
Ageing stars collapse
But I feel free
Nothing matters more than you
We must have a ceremony
To remind us constantly
Of the endless calamity of life
She looks so much like you
And on holiday
I know she will copy
What you wear
And what you do
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22. |
Good For Me
02:40
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You know you’re good for me
You know you’re good for me
You know you’re good for me
You see
Walking down Sydney Street
Stopping for a bite to eat
The queue is long and the future bright
On our side
We chat to a postie from Bognor
He tells us to stay for the summer
You laugh and tell him that we might
Oh and you were right
You know I’m good for you
Happy to play the fool
Never afraid to hold the line
Us three are as happy as can be
Sitting beside the sea
Lively serenity’s surround
Sleeping on the stones for free
High tides and flasks of tea
Next time we should try go on on a ride
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the dreaded phone call
01:30
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My mother
Was too busy to have children
Her husband died in an accident
So she was left alone
At forty years old she decided to have me
So she signed some paperwork
And headed to the bank
I’ll never know who my father was
But that’s okay
She was loud enough for two
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25. |
Healing Throughout Time
04:56
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Katie was the mother of Penelope
Her grandmother was Sofia and her mother was Stefani
They all hated lying and gritted their teeth
Through long Sunday services
Generational trauma
Healing throughout time
I believe in you
To see this through
Holiness is fragile and policed
Through eloquent banquets and ageing male priests
Who memorise your names and affairs
And stares whenever you’re not there
Your heart holds them within
Guiding through everything
Your mother is holding your hand
If only you could understand
You never met your Great-Great Grandmother
But she laughed like you
And her eyes always lit up
When she saw the sea glistening in the evening
And she had to deal with the same sort of grieving
By screaming, screaming as loud as you can
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26. |
I Am Running Away
04:16
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Her chest was hurting
Eyes were bursting with pain and tears
The ambulance was rung
And they were nearly here
She held my hand and closed her eyes
And took some deep deep breaths
They took her in the back
And she stared and stared
At the ceiling
She says she needs her gold cross
I run back inside
Looking through her cabinets
I hear machines and shouting
As I cross the road
And I know
As I cross the road
Oh I know
She has crossed to the other side
Without a goodbye
I scream
I put the cross around her neck
They try and take me away
A coroner has been informed
I flail around to no accord
She was just enjoying her bread
She was just smiling and said
I feel kinda strange
How could it go this way
I am lost
I am leaving
I am running away
I am grieving I am grieving I am grieving
I pack my bags
And I take a one stop train
To meet a friend who barely knows my name
And I will drink and I will drink
I am lost
I am leaving
I am running away
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27. |
Perfect Days
04:28
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Perfect days
Until I laid
The bouquet
On her grave
She wrote cartoons
Did the voices too
When she told me
To behave
Never needed a TV
When she was sat next to me
Pulling a face
In uppercase
Drawings were on the wall
As I learnt to crawl
I wish you kept them all
From when I was small
I want to be as good as you were
But I
Don’t know how
Were you a natural?
Because I’m feeling
Found out
On holidays
We would find the shade
Head to the shop and make
Iced Nescafé
The biggest smile in the family
Showing me off endlessly
The dinner table became a pageantry
I want to be as good as you were
But I
Don’t know how
Were you a natural?
Because I’m feeling
Found out
You always had faith in me
It was unfounded
You told me my future was so bright
Now I am feeling so alone
With this baby
So full of doubt
Every single decision
Makes me think of you
Your voice is so loud
And I am so proud
To have been part of your story
But the time now must be for me
To make my own
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28. |
doubt
04:30
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29. |
Oh, Avery
10:54
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You know nothing about me
I know nothing about you too
This town is so empty
It sure has the room
For a lover
Someone to stare at the moon
During late night dinners
Asking me to pass the spoon
Baby Sofia’’s sleeping
Snoring after watching cartoons
Whilst you make homemade pittas
Humming so out of tune
Friends and family are told
They suspected we were more than friends
We bring her up together
Two mothers till the end
When Sofia is ten
She walks me down the aisle
You wore a yellow dress
Just your smile enough was worthwhile
Oh, Avery
You are so good to me
I love you dearly
More and more each day
We headed to Cyprus
For a honeymoon full of rest
And you wanted to see everything
From the stories I have told
Sofia is now at university
She rings up every week
Hungover after class
And she seems so happy
I am so happy
And for that, Avery
I blame you
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30. |
end credits
01:46
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