1. Corridrawl
2. Desert Dance
3. Warm Winds
4. Silicon Panda
5. Singing To The Cain
6. I Don't Want To Live With Myself
7. On The Moors
8. Thicket Dance
9. My Dove
10. Fat Land
11. Doll Tor
12. Pink Ladies
Lumber (2016)

Corridrawl

Corridors
Black Kallax
Clock on the wall
You've got no red teeth

Red teeth
Red teeth

Take a stroll in
St. George's Fields
Standing on the headstones
Of the dead
Everyone wants you to
Cash in on your dreams

Let go of your reasons
We're bursting out it seems

Red teeth
Red teeth


Desert Dance

I want to see you in the sun
That's why we're not done anymore
Nothing seems to last nowadays
And that's why we're not done anymore

Sun!


We've always got tomorrow
We're just waiting to
Be discovered
And that's why we're not done anymore

Sun!


Warm Winds

When the wind's always warm
You're breathing out of time
There's seven different songs
On your mind

Meet me at the great crack
Where the big cliffs go back

I wanna leave

You travel down
To the shack on Toad Lane
Jesus carved in the cliff
Howling over your name

Meet me at the great crack
Where the big cliffs go back

I wanna leave


 


Silicon Panda

Curl your petals darling
It's time we go to bed

I know what I need


Fat Land

Tall grass flows
Round your chest
As you lie and wait
For the school that makes the best


Each day breathe that
Valley air fresh
And watch the floods
Fill the fields to fence and mesh

Hike back up

Eaton Bank long gone
Longing for the lost

Days of youth never felt so wrong

Gun metal sheets lay
Low above our heads
As the yellow ball
Rolls across the path we trespass in our heads



 


Pink Ladies

Pink ladies fall out the sky like there's
Clouds made from bird shit
Men hug tired turntables and rub
Digital screens, for the next quick hit
Clothes change fans quicker than
Money changes hands
And no one's got the power to see the world for life anymore

What are you gonna do when you're all wrong?
And bad ink dribbles from your pen
Bald pricks in green coats
The ink crusts and peels and there's no hope
And no one's got the power to see the world for life anymore
No one's got the power to see the world for life anymore

Everyone knows everyone
We've seen it all before
Everything we hear everyone say
Has been a hand-me-down
And yet they still listen
To the plastic apostles mouth
No one's got the power to see the world for life anymore