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Idlewild lyrics

Album: 100 Broken Windows [2000]

Tracks12
 01  Little Discourage
 02  I Don't Have the Map
 03  These Wooden Ideas
 04  Roseability
 05  Idea Track
 06  Let Me Sleep (Next to the Mirror)
 07  Listen to What You've Got
 08  Actually It's Darkness
 09  Rusty
 10  Mistake Pageant
 11  Quiet Crown
 12  The Bronze Medal
all Idlewild lyrics



Little Discourage
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 meback to top
I Don't Have the Map
When it happens
Youíll feel like an islander
Youíll see ships and theyíll be reminders
That youíre on an island
Iím on an island

The chances are thereís a reason weíve been left here
But Iím not disappointed
The chances are thereís a reason weíve been left
The chances are, the chances are

You canít contact, you canít contact
You canít cope without the contact

As it happens
Thereís a city in sight
Youíre getting confused by local lamplight
By local lamplight
Donít buy local lamplights

The chances are thereís a reason weíve been left here
But Iím not disappointed
The chances are thereís a reason weíve been left here
The chances are, the chances are

You canít contact, you canít contact
You canít 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 canít stop keeping in time

You canít contact, you canít contact
You canít cope without the contact.back to top
These Wooden Ideas
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 reductionback to top
Roseability
Rose, ability. There is no roseability
Rose, ability. There is no roseability

Youíve got off with too much now
Youíre getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They donít teach you what you donít already know
Youíve always been, dissatisfied

Gertrude Stein said ďThatís enoughĒ
(I know that thatís not enough now)

Rose, ability.
There is no roseability

Youíve got off with too much now
Youíre getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They canít teach you what you donít already know
Youíre always be, dissatisfied

Gertrude Stein said ďThatís enoughĒ
Gertrude Stein said ďThatís enoughĒ
Gertrude Stein said ďThatís enoughĒ
(I know that thatís not enough now)

Rose, ability.
There is no roseability

Youíve got off with too much now
Youíre getting off with too much now
Stop looking through scrapbooks and photograph albums
Because I know
They wonít teach you what you donít already know
Youíre always be, dissatisfiedback to top
Idea Track
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.back to top
Let Me Sleep (Next to the Mirror)
I woke up first this morning
Iíve never seen the dawn
But I know what the world looked like before
How would I know what you said?
Youíre always first to go to bed
Youíre intent on sleeping it off

Let me sleep, next to the mirror
I know you donít like mirrors
When they reflect on you

For every word that you write
They wonít mean much as barricades (They hold me down)

Iím sure that youíll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
Iím sure that youíll be fine
It canít 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 Iím far too critical

Let me sleep next to the mirror
Donít tell me that you donít like mirrors
Donít tell me that you donít like
Looking right through your own reflection

For every word that I write
They wonít mean much as barricades (They hold me down)

Iím sure that youíll be fine
Ten more years of this
It will nearly be time
Iím sure that youíll be fine
But it canít take ten more yearsback to top
Listen to What You've Got
Listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
And then you realise that itís nothing

You listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
And then you realise that itís nothing

No

Whatís in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking to yourself

And what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
And then you realise that itís nothing

And what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
You listen to what youíve got
And then you realise that itís nothing

No

Whatís in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
And I know your coming backwards
Whatís in these bad dreams?
You might as well be talking to yourselfback to top
Actually It's Darkness
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
Youíre just too gullible

Actually itís darkness, I donít know what Iím scared of
Itís 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 canít you be more cynical?

I knew the winter could protect me from it
One box if film wonít make it all go cold
I thought that winter could hide me from everything
Iím just too gullible, for words

Actually itís darkness, I donít know what Iím scared of
Itís 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 canít you be more cynical?

I donít 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, youíre a deeper darker reason...

You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
You shed a shade of shyness
Why canít you be more cynical?back to top
Rusty
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
Itís the beginning of the century
Inside your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
Itís the beginning of the century

What are you looking for? Youíll never get close
You definitely donít know, youíre not original
What are you looking for? Youíll never get close,
You definitely donít know, you definitely donít know
What youíre about

You look worn out, more and more each day
With every step and every page
And youíre still worn out, more and more each day
Thereís every way to......

Your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
Itís the beginning of the century
Inside your croft, dated back to the beginning of the century
Itís the beginning of the century

What are you looking for? Youíll never get close
You definitely donít know, youíre not original
What are you looking for? Youíll never get close
You definitely donít know, you definitely donít know
What youíre about

What are you looking for? Youíll never get close
You definitely donít know, youíre not original
What are you looking for? Youíll never get close
You definitely donít know, you definitely donít know
What youíre aboutback to top
Mistake Pageant
I couldnít stand up looking up at the faded party
I couldnít 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 itís unsuitable to laugh like the others

Couldnít stand up looking up, Iím at a faded party
I couldnít 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 donít understand the way that youíre living

Because youíve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luck

You canít open your eyes
You canít open your eyes
Itís 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 donít understand this way that youíre living

Because youíve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luck

I hope that this wonít bring you down
These people are obscured by frowns
This wonít bring you down
These people, frown

Cause youíve had bad luck (Disorder)
And I know what it feels like to have bad luckback to top
Quiet Crown
I want to fly a little to the right, Iíll never get to crowsdell
And I want to stay awake all night to realise (Iím not Ben Hoy)

What should I take with me to the north? Itís the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. Itís the good north

Apparently, youíre happy, youíve realised
Iím meant to be, unhappy, Iíve realised (Iím not Ben Hoy)

What should I take with me to the north? Itís the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. Itís the good north

I want to reunite, Iíll never save (What will you save?)
When everything is broken now
I want to reunite Iíll never save (What will you save?)
Everything is broken

I want to fly a little to the right, Iíll never get to crowsdell
And I want to stay awake all night to realise (Iím not Ben Hoy)

And what should I take with me to the north? Itís the good north
The promised success, the appropriate north. Itís 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

Everythingís gone now, everythingís gone now
(Youíve gone now, when everythingís broken now)
Everythingís gone running without a soundback to top
The Bronze Medal
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
Youíve got nothing but determination
To come in third

You were always going to be like this
If itís somewhere thatís 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 wasnít frustration, because I had nothing to throw away

When thereís nothing but your eyes
Looking down on the third place
When thereís nothing but determination
To come in third

You were always going to be like this
When youíre somewhere thatís as cold as this
It was always meant to be like this

In the cold

Youíve got nothing but your eyes
Looking down on the third place
Youíve got nothing but determination
To come in third

You know that you always meant to be like this
You know that Iím always meant to be like this
You know that you always meant to be like this
You know that youíre always meant to beback to top
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