Caught in Never Never Land (Lyrics)


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Like a summer taken from the sun

Nothing stops it from feeling lost

And the cold of the coming rains

Does nothing more to ease the pains

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A broken man I’m on my knees

Stood standing on my own two feet

Nothing special here for anyone to see

The sky dulling as the midday’s reached

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Like songbird on top of a tree

I try to sing your love to me

– There’s no reply…

Cause I’m caught in Never Never Land

Where my love cannot hear my sounds

– And I’m waiting to be found…

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Timely echoes chorus on repeat

Praying we will once again meet

There’s no sadder sound to be heard

Than an echo calling on its own

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Like songbird on top of a tree

I try to sing your love to me

– There’s no reply…

Cause I’m caught in Never Never Land

Where my love cannot hear my sounds

– And I’m waiting to be found…

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If I make it through to dawn

Will they call back the frost

Rekindle that long lost flame

Make summers shine happy again

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Like songbird on top of a tree

I try to sing your love to me

– There’s no reply…

Cause I’m caught in Never Never Land

Where my love cannot hear my sounds

– And I’m waiting to be found…

(When will you come find me?)

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End playing games with people’s lives. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Tears cry on the inside (Lyrics)

Sun shines on the gloomy days

Dragging me out of bed

To live in another dream world

Painting pictures in head;

Reality can be so painful 

When nothing seems to be left

Abstract ideas of companions

Yet nobody is there

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

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Every day brings new opportunity

If only others believed

The monster they’ve seen within me

Is a love that used to be,

Nobody has true colour

When they all read in black and white

How can I live in real pictures

When I’m not allowed a proper chance

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again.

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I’d love you tomorrow

If you came back to me

I’d have a lover today

If that’s what’s supposed to be

But I go it alone

With some hopeless hope

And a bad recurring dream

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My tears cry on the inside, Baby,

Like filling a sea

On good days I can be sailing

No wave enough to stop me;

Without you day turned to darkness

A moon dragging up stormy seas

When I think at night, I remember the past

And I get that sinking feeling:

I’ll never be that happy again…

Unless someone gives me a chance.

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People cannot hide or deceive forever. End playing games with people’s lives. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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I’m going to light the sky (Lyrics)

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Cold makes a meal of the lonely

Huddled together in crowds

Frost to come in the morning

Eat up the trails of missed romance

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But here and now we are together

On a bridge of hope not fully formed

And I’ve a surprise, going to launch it tonight

And I pray you’ll understand…

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When that rocket fires

Heading for the stars

You’ll hear that whistle scream

To tell you what is coming to be…

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I’m going to light the sky

To see the sparkles in your eyes

Shake you with the sound

Of the burst as my love spills out

Knowing it’ll surely fade

In the cold of the winter air

I’ll hold on to you…

Keep you warm where you are stood…

Be thankful for happy.

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I can tell that there’s something there

Even though nothing’s been said

It makes me shiver to think

Love could die before being seen…

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When that rocket fires

Heading for the stars

You’ll hear that whistle scream

To tell you what’s coming to be…

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I’m going to light the sky

To see the sparkles in your eyes

Shake you with the sound

Of the burst as my love spills out

Knowing it’ll surely fade

In the cold of the winter air

I’ll hold on to you…

Keep you warm where you are stood…

Be thankful for happy.

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Sunny pale of blue (Lyrics)

I was born a sunny pale of blue

Mother didn’t know what to do

No tears could fall from my head

God must’ve told me words you’d say

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Gave me a scream that could never be heard

For a pain of which there is no words

A broken heart to never mend

For a love that was to end

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I deserved a chance to say goodbye

I deserved to have that last goodbye

No bitterness to dwell inside

No begs or pleas for another try

Blow kisses into the wind you fly

With luck and love living this life

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If I could change into one you’d love

Do you think I’d remain being one with none?

To hold to hope with everything

Nothing to grip that hasn’t been

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I wasn’t born with princely sums

Equations never added to that much

Circumstance played with chance

Gave it all, then took it back

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But I deserved a chance to say goodbye

I deserved to have that last goodbye

No bitterness to dwell inside

No begs to plead for another try

Blow kisses into the wind you fly

Wish luck and love living this life

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Don’t try to hurt me:

I feel only love inside

Don’t be ashamed of me:

Cause you don’t want to be mine

Don’t hate all memories of me:

Enjoy smiles of the good times

Don’t fear ever to find me:

If not good luck living this life

I shall love you regardless for the rest of time.

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It’s hard when you spend years with someone special and then they hate the thought of you! I guess as Johnny Cash sang ‘I don’t like it much, but I guess things happen that way’!

Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Love has a soul (lyrics)

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Swipe left, for a lonely night

Tick box, for some lying lines

(Swipe 9, Tick 1, Swipe more, What’s the score?)

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Dating is so functional

Treating people like love’s logical

Hatched and enhanced to perfected mates

Compatibility a given to procreate

Wonts and desires repeated to assimilate

You’d get closer to what an AI really thinks

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When you pick from the mix

It’s just another let down

Beating ego to the ground

Anticlimax reaching to unsatisfied

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You fill my ears like an update

Slowing time, wait a while, forced date

Nothing new – already getting out of date

Just how long is this gonna take

(Counting up complete percent 1, 2, 3, 4…)

Waiter please shut down – I’m heading for the door

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Time wasters, fraudsters, lookers for an adult fling

Disappointments leave me wondering

Seeing everything so dimensional

Influenced only by subliminal

Ignoring 3D of personal

Pretending love never had a soul

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When you pick from the mix

It’s just another let down

Beating ego to the ground

Anticlimax reaching to unsatisfied

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You fill my ears like an update

Slowing time, wait a while, forced date

Nothing new – already getting out of date

Just how long is this gonna take

(Counting up complete percent 1, 2, 3, 4…)

Waiter please shut down – I’m heading for the door

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Echoes reverberate (Lyrics)

Misfortune is, has always been, a twisted kind of fate,

When the wheel turned, I should’ve learnt, made for my escape.

– For me it seemed too late

– A bad hand dealt by fate

Brother broke the glass,

I’m caught in the blast

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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Never thought I could be saved, from my ingrained family traits;

Supposed to work for the man, who can never pay me back.

– And I look out from the hood

– To find you where you’re stood

What a gift to give:

Hope and reason to live

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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And when your friendships bail, leaving you in need of help,

I will carry you home, holding tight to my only hope,

– because yours is a glimpse of heaven

– turning me into seeing reason

Such a picture perfect face,

Stars align to copy and trace

And Echoes Reverberate

To push me into my place.

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These last three posts I wrote this month. Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own.

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Scarcely Perceptible (Lyrics)

What’s a life, through someone else’s eyes

Perceiving and believing in contrived lies

Everybody seems so angry, not wanting to be told

Nobody playing fairly, while harming mockingbirds

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I have to hide it, but it’s tearing me up inside,

Soul shattering secrets, only to you I can confide…

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Because you know it’s never easy:

Living insecurely,

Holding on but barely…

It’s scarcely perceptible,

but I think I just fell deeply in love.

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It’s hard to discuss with others, when they’re drowning in their wealth,

Partying problems into tomorrow, unconcerned for their own health;

The last place to look for an answer, is where solutions are often found,

You’re an outsider now on the inside, and I’m letting everything out…

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Because you know it’s never easy:

Living insecurely,

Holding on but barely…

It’s scarcely perceptible

But I think I just fell deeply in love…

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Yes, it’s scarcely perceptible

But I think I just fell deeply in love.

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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Perfect not Perfect (Lyrics)

In sleep, I dream I’m beautiful,

I can do all the things that I want to do,

Then I wake up, and come down,

My face begins to wear a big frown,

And I see, what they see,

It’s just not the kind of me that is me

But I’m perfect, but not perfect,

If I’m not sexy to you, I’m still worth it

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So hear the alarm, it’s set to go off

You’ve all got to wake up

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There’s a girl, in the sun,

She bronzes over what’s already been burnt,

She’s a perfect, not perfect,

If it’s not sexy to you, she’s still worth it,

There’s a boy, on his last leg,

Running the race his family thought he’d not make,

He’s a perfect, not perfect,

If it’s not sexy to you, he’s still worth it

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So hear the alarm, it’s set to go off,

You’ve all got to wake up

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We only need that one, perfect not perfect one, there are plenty of someone’s…

So if what you think in your mind is going to hurt – you can shut up…

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There’s a girl, in a chair,

Rolls down the slope without a care,

She’s a perfect, not perfect,

If it’s not sexy to you, she’s still worth it.

There’s a boy, in a scarf,

Covers natural tattoos that remind of the blast,

He’s a perfect, not perfect,

If it’s not sexy to you, he’s still worth it

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We only need that one, perfect not perfect one, there are plenty of someone’s…

So if what you think in your mind is going to hurt – you can shut up…

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(Slow) You are a perfect, not perfect,

if you’re not sexy to me, you’re still worth it…

Time to wake up.

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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Your love is a trap (Lyrics)

No longer asked are questions

We’re supposed to be taught

Is a man not a man when,

He contradicts theory of form?

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You look for perfection

But it’s only a thought

Manufactured as a copy

Something to be bought

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Your love is a trap

To hold us back

– A real time deception

– Imagined perfection

But, Life just isn’t like that!

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The truth is a battle

Between freedom and rights

Love and frustrations

In perpetual fight

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If you paint an image

Will it not fade in the sun?

Do you think every party

Is constantly fun?

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Your love is a trap

To hold us back

– A real time deception 

– Imagined perfection 

But, Life just isn’t like that!

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Do not take ideas away from struggling artists without recognising their contribution otherwise they stop producing art. I hope the world finds TRUTH and stops those killing creativity and making others miserable through bullying or by blocking their life, or taking their ideas to use as their own. 

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