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Night of the Underdog
03:31
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A wise man once said,
‘Work is good for the soul’
So you meet it head on
In the searing heat
You’re a slave to the street
You’re the underdog
Like a sword to the gun
You’re the underdog
Collapsing in your chair
The moon greets you goodnight
Your life is asleep
She inspects your heart
It’s battered and bruised
But she hears its song
When you wake to the dawn
You will hear her song
When the days merge into one
And beat you black and blue
You can die out in the street
Or dig in ‘til morning’s due
Among the basil and mint
Where the towers proclaim,
‘You will never win’
Choking in the heat
A look from a loved one
Is the lift you need
A look from a loved one
Is all you need
From the concrete pedestals
The jokes come thick and fast
In the shadows of neon lights
There’s no one you cannot outlast
You’re the underdog
When the days merge into one
And beat you black and blue
You can die out in the street
Or dig in ‘til morning’s due
You’re the underdog
And this is the night of the underdog
And this is your night, you’re the underdog
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Borrowed Hearts
03:11
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Borrowed hearts on broken streets
Stand on platforms whispering sweet nothings
Turning for applause by the disused mill
They fan the flames while the children sleep
They warm their hands when the town’s on fire
Borrowed hearts
With more faces than a dice
Out roll their alibis
Iago moves tonight
With moves cast iron learnt by the mirror
They talk of peace, declare war on terror
Plastic souls and hollow minds
Something to say to pass the time
They warm their hands when the world’s on fire
Borrowed hearts
They put their arms around your shoulder
I’m crumbling in the corner
They send their best
But these borrowed hearts leave them in debt
Of love and all feeling
Borrowed hearts
With more faces than a dice
They build a palace of lies
They send their best
But these borrowed hearts leave them in debt
Of love and all meaning
As we wait in line in heaven’s queue
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The Clouded Lights Cleckheaton, UK
Formed on a wet and windy night by four Yorkshire lads with a passion for jangly guitars and dreamy melodies, The Clouded Lights combine poignant lyrics, sugary guitar licks, throbbing basslines and soul-shaking drums to create their own unique brand of moody indie rock. ... more
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