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Idlewild lyrics
Album: 100 Broken Windows [2000]
| Little Discourage | |
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i found a mountain on my own
trust history saying its unknown
theres a seventeen contest in my home
sick of seventeen contests in my own home
dont cross the road, youre under a spell
of broken violin
dont cross the road, youre under a spell
of broken violins
but all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
i run away from my own telephone
it rings to tell you what the furure holds in store for you so
theres a lack of confidence at home
where a seventeen contest fills your on home
put your trust in courage cuz no one can tell
a broken violin
put your trust in courage, no one can tell
the broken violin
but all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
all i need is a little discourage
the world knows what i need but its proving far too hard for me
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| I Don't Have the Map | |
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When it happens
You’ll feel like an islander
You’ll see ships and they’ll be reminders
That you’re on an island
I’m on an island
The chances are there’s a reason we’ve been left here
But I’m not disappointed
The chances are there’s a reason we’ve been left
The chances are, the chances are
You can’t contact, you can’t contact
You can’t cope without the contact
As it happens
There’s a city in sight
You’re getting confused by local lamplight
By local lamplight
Don’t buy local lamplights
The chances are there’s a reason we’ve been left here
But I’m not disappointed
The chances are there’s a reason we’ve been left here
The chances are, the chances are
You can’t contact, you can’t contact
You can’t cope without the contact
But what a situation to be in
You and me are keeping in time with my ideas
Keeping in time with my ideas
You can’t stop keeping in time
You can’t contact, you can’t contact
You can’t cope without the contact.
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| These Wooden Ideas | |
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its a better way to feel
dont be real be post modern
(its not that one dimensional its not the only thought)
its a better way to feel
dont be real be post modern
(its not that one dimensional its not the only thought)
i stopped and waited for progress
i stopped and waited for progress
i stopped and waited
but im not willing to accept it all
this wooden idea is your method of repitition
this wooden idea is how you sell reduction
its the best way to feel
dont be real be post modern
(its not that one dimensional its not the only thought)
its the better way to feel
dont be real youre post modern
(its not that one dimensional its not the only thought)
you cant keep waiting for progress
you cant keep waiting for progress
you cant keep waiting
and im not willing to accept it all
this wooden idea is your method of repetition
this wooden idea is how you sell reduction
i bet you dont know how to spell contradiction
i bet you dont know how to sell conviction
i bet you dont know how to spell contradiction
i bet you dont know how to sell conviction
this wooden idea is your method of repetition
this wooden idea is how you sell reduction
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| Roseability | |
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Rose, ability. There is no roseability
Rose, ability. There is no roseability
You’ve got off with too much now
You’re getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They don’t teach you what you don’t already know
You’ve always been, dissatisfied
Gertrude Stein said “That’s enough”
(I know that that’s not enough now)
Rose, ability.
There is no roseability
You’ve got off with too much now
You’re getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They can’t teach you what you don’t already know
You’re always be, dissatisfied
Gertrude Stein said “That’s enough”
Gertrude Stein said “That’s enough”
Gertrude Stein said “That’s enough”
(I know that that’s not enough now)
Rose, ability.
There is no roseability
You’ve got off with too much now
You’re getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They won’t teach you what you don’t already know
You’re always be, dissatisfied
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| Idea Track | |
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Dear Hugh Miller, I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
Your grave, it's your grave
Dear Hugh Miller, it's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Dear Hugh Miller, it's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Middle 8
Your grave, it's your grave
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
Your grave, it's your grave.
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| Let Me Sleep (Next to the Mirror) | |
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I woke up first this morning
I’ve never seen the dawn
But I know what the world looked like before
How would I know what you said?
You’re always first to go to bed
You’re intent on sleeping it off
Let me sleep, next to the mirror
I know you don’t like mirrors
When they reflect on you
For every word that you write
They won’t mean much as barricades (They hold me down)
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
It can’t take ten more years
You woke up first this morning
You told me that you had a bad dream
Like one never before
What was in it?
My reflection showed that I’m far too critical
Let me sleep next to the mirror
Don’t tell me that you don’t like mirrors
Don’t tell me that you don’t like
Looking right through your own reflection
For every word that I write
They won’t mean much as barricades (They hold me down)
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
I’m sure that you’ll be fine
But it can’t take ten more years
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| Listen to What You've Got | |
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Listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
And then you realise that it’s nothing
You listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
And then you realise that it’s nothing
No
What’s in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking to yourself
And what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
And then you realise that it’s nothing
And what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
You listen to what you’ve got
And then you realise that it’s nothing
No
What’s in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
What’s in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking to yourself
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| Actually It's Darkness | |
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You thought the fire could protect you from it
But why have you been so, why have you been ill informed?
I felt that fire could protect me from everything
You’re just too gullible
Actually it’s darkness, I don’t know what I’m scared of
It’s darkness, I must be scared of something
You must be scared of something, quite quite special
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
Why can’t you be more cynical?
I knew the winter could protect me from it
One box if film won’t make it all go cold
I thought that winter could hide me from everything
I’m just too gullible, for words
Actually it’s darkness, I don’t know what I’m scared of
It’s darkness, I must be scared of something
You must be scared of something, quite quite special
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
Why can’t you be more cynical?
I don’t look the same in the photograph
I need to look the way I did in the photograph
By mentioning places it will all become clear
If we speak the same language, you’re a deeper darker reason...
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
Why can’t you be more cynical?
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| Rusty | |
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You look worn out, more and more each day
With every step, and every page
You look worn out, more and more each day
With every step, and every page
Your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
It’s the beginning of the century
Inside your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
It’s the beginning of the century
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close
You definitely don’t know, you’re not original
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close,
You definitely don’t know, you definitely don’t know
What you’re about
You look worn out, more and more each day
With every step and every page
And you’re still worn out, more and more each day
There’s every way to......
Your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
It’s the beginning of the century
Inside your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
It’s the beginning of the century
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close
You definitely don’t know, you’re not original
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close
You definitely don’t know, you definitely don’t know
What you’re about
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close
You definitely don’t know, you’re not original
What are you looking for? You’ll never get close
You definitely don’t know, you definitely don’t know
What you’re about
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| Mistake Pageant | |
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I couldn’t stand up looking up at the faded party
I couldn’t stand up looking up at a faded party
It was a mistake pageant
It was a mistake from the start
This is a mistake pageant
But it’s unsuitable to laugh like the others
Couldn’t stand up looking up, I’m at a faded party
I couldn’t stand up looking at, at a famous party
It was a mistake pageant
It was a mistake from the start
This is a mistake pageant
And I don’t understand the way that you’re living
Because you’ve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luck
You can’t open your eyes
You can’t open your eyes
It’s vain or is it just fame?
It was a mistake pageant
It was a mistake from the start
This is a mistake pageant
And I don’t understand this way that you’re living
Because you’ve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luck
I hope that this won’t bring you down
These people are obscured by frowns
This won’t bring you down
These people, frown
Cause you’ve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luck
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| Quiet Crown | |
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I want to fly a little to the right, I’ll never get to crowsdell
And I want to stay awake all night to realise (I’m not Ben Hoy)
What should I take with me to the north? It’s the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. It’s the good north
Apparently, you’re happy, you’ve realised
I’m meant to be, unhappy, I’ve realised (I’m not Ben Hoy)
What should I take with me to the north? It’s the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. It’s the good north
I want to reunite, I’ll never save (What will you save?)
When everything is broken now
I want to reunite I’ll never save (What will you save?)
Everything is broken
I want to fly a little to the right, I’ll never get to crowsdell
And I want to stay awake all night to realise (I’m not Ben Hoy)
And what should I take with me to the north? It’s the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. It’s the good north
I want to reunite I need to save (What will you save?)
When everything is broken now
When everything is broken now
When everything is broken now
When everything is broken now
Everything’s gone now, everything’s gone now
(You’ve gone now, when everything’s broken now)
Everything’s gone running without a sound
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| The Bronze Medal | |
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It felt cold inside, so we threw the radio onto the fire
It felt good to watch it, burn away to nothing
You said you felt weak
I hope its got nothing to do
With the things you told me
Nothing but your eyes
Looking down on the third place
You’ve got nothing but determination
To come in third
You were always going to be like this
If it’s somewhere that’s as cold as this
You were always meant to be like this
In the cold
It felt warm inside, so we threw the television on the fire
It wasn’t frustration, because I had nothing to throw away
When there’s nothing but your eyes
Looking down on the third place
When there’s nothing but determination
To come in third
You were always going to be like this
When you’re somewhere that’s as cold as this
It was always meant to be like this
In the cold
You’ve got nothing but your eyes
Looking down on the third place
You’ve got nothing but determination
To come in third
You know that you always meant to be like this
You know that I’m always meant to be like this
You know that you always meant to be like this
You know that you’re always meant to be
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