Alone With A View

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released June 9, 2013

Thanks to Greg Nieuwsma who appears on 'You Left Me Dry' and also to Hayden Berry for his help with packaging, mixing and mastering.

Thank you very, very much to all those people who support, offer advice and are there through the good and bad.

All songs written and recorded by Philip Soanes.

2013 © Rusted Sounds

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Track Name: When Me and I Collide
We share the same family tree.
I am you and you are me.
We are two sides of identity.
The one who faces things,
The other who guides.

We have our problems
But we make up.
We share the same space
And that's enough
To bring us back together
After we break up.
We're stuck in many different ways.

I am your conscience, you are my acts.
I am your advisor, you break the rules.
I am your guilt, you say you don't care
Until we're one again for a while.
I am your reason, you're mystery.
I am your vision, you're history.
I am your light, you are my evenings
Until we're one again for a while.

We share the same family tree.
I am you and you are me.
We are two sides of identity.
The one who faces things,
The other who guides.
Track Name: The Rise and Fall
It takes more than one day to right away all the years of working on it.
In the beginning there were no mistakes but that's how it all starts out.

The rise of hope came out of the lies and smoke
Burning from the wires that broke.

Back to the corner of a dark room waiting for Monday to come.
To restart the routine, to feel good about the contract that gives some use.

The rise of hope came out of the lies and smoke
Burning from the wires that broke.
Track Name: The Remains
The walls are coming down and we sit and watch them fall.
There's a hole up to the sky, no place to shelter now.

We photograph to recall what's still there.

The walls are coming down, red brickwork is crumbling.
There are plans to replace, no space for what has been.

We demonstrate to restore what's still there.

The walls are coming down, nostalgia's suffering.
The dust is rising on a new age coming in.
Track Name: Invisible Friends
When he was alone, the things in his head
Were shared with his friend by the name of the pen
That he held in his hand.

A loner by choice, not wanting to be a star.
His voice was within and that was alright.
That was just fine.

One day in the park, a stranger approached
With no story to tell, a simple request for an ear to be lent.
Every day in the park, they'd sit and talk about all the things
That he'd closed doors on to keep himself safe.

When he found out the strangers secret.
He spoke to his friend and agreed it was best
To burn the bench on which they'd sat.
Track Name: You Left Me Dry
I think about a lot of things
Oh and that's true.
I haven't seen enough to know
And that's what brings me to you.

You left me dry and out of my mind.

I walked across some fields
To try to recapture the sense.
To escape the feeling of
Running out of breath.

But the fields of green meant nothing to me.

As the saying goes
Youth is a wasted gift.
I'll only know the truth
When I have the lack of it.

When the pages run out and the ink runs dry, what will be left?
Track Name: He Never Had His Eye On a Modern Car
He never had his eye on a modern car
And it was no accident that he never lost heart.
When the grades were poor and the doors were closed.

The path he walked upon was not paved or clear.

He travelled all around and slept on floor to floor.
With a red guitar and a bag of clothes.
He sang his heart for us to hear
And gave out warmth for us to feel.

As I looked on, I wish I could do the same.
Track Name: A Talk
I had a talk to a friend who's now living far away.
The connection was there, still strong
I wouldn't have it any other way.

She said we all have a price to pay for being here
For being in this space.

Mine was higher, it always is but that's just because it's me.
But from afar, for those without much
Mine is a luxury.

So she said before she wished me well.
Signing out before she went to bed.

I pick up when I feel more because I'm falling back to you.
Things add up when they could subtract because I've dropped my claims on you.
Track Name: On The Ice
On the ice we can skate
To the other side, to an escape.
Underneath the frozen flow
Is the place where the helpless go.

As the ice begins to crack
You move faster on your feet.
I don't know which way to go.
To the other side or somewhere safe.

You call out for me.
I'm still by your side
But the harder you cry
The more I want to hide.
In between us, trouble grows.
In between us, the ice break builds.
Track Name: Colours
From the other side it looks like black is the colour that you choose.
Safe in your place without the chance for something more.

All I want for you is to be happy in your ways.

This is not about me, although my colour's blue.
This is about what I want for you.
Because when you shared your mind and your desires
I felt something more.

I felt that I cared for all that you do.
All I want for you is to be happy in your ways.
Track Name: The Silence is Loud
Two in the morning, dead tired and fading.
He wants something to happen, engines sounds and a bright light.

The silence is loud, alone with a view of a bright-lit screen.

Three in the morning, apartment lights have gone out
From the view through the window.
The next day will dawn soon.
The next pattern will follow through.

The silence is loud, alone with a view of a bright-lit screen.