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i can't see through all the things i see
somethings wrong but i don't seem to be
in the frame of mind to try and take
on this world while all the ground is fake
just give me the hope to stay
and maybe the will to change
a reason to see the day so i can turn the page
i can't feel my way through all these tricks
something makes me feel the need to fix
myself up to see if i can feel
some place better than the one that's real
just give me the hope to stay
and maybe the will to change
a reason to see the day so i can turn the page
i can't go through all the where i've been
something makes me wish i'd never seen
all the things the way they are instead
of the way they could be when i'm dead
just give me the hope to stay
and maybe the will to change
a reason to see the day so i can turn the page
i'm taking a ride tonight
i'm taking my time tonight
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i tried the usual way
get a job and try to make the hours pay
i know the truth is real
it doesn't matter if the lies can be concealed
i saw the people pray
there's not enough damn hours in the every day
and then the music feels
better than an umbrella with wheels
i can't find my head
i've been smoking in bed
don't know what i said
i've been smoking in bed
i can't find my head
i've been smoking in bed
smoking in bed
i've been smoking in bed
don't care what people say
just as long as they mean in in their very own way
i care what people feel
just as long as the people are real
who knows what people think
who can tell me where to find about the missing link
and some things are left unsaid
when you could be there lying smoking in bed
i can't find my head
i've been smoking in bed
don't know what i said
i've been smoking in bed
i can't find my head
i've been smoking in bed
smoking in bed
i've been smoking in bed
if there's a reason for me not to then i want to
i could be feeling something better if i go through
all of the clouds and then beyond where all the snow's blue
and there it is, do i remember what i'm supposed to?
skip to the hi way, maybe there's a fly way
we can tutti frutti 'til the cows come home
there's a blue skyway, everybody try playing 'god only knows' when your heart feels low
hell no, one go, playing with the hi-lo
we can see places that we left for dead
let's blow fly, so maybe we can try
getting down to the rhythm while we're smoking in bed
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i've been thinking while the day's been shrinking and the sky's all yellow with the overplay
you've been drinking while the night's been linking with the daytime river of the place we stay
no time table will allow us to disable all the pieces of the stereo hell care state
mogadon cable is a bubblegum stable where the only thing working is your sense of fate
15 speakers and a bag of old nightmare
this thing banging over all the track
7 LP's and a can of old jazz juice
i'm on fire in a paraffin mack
we've been preying as the sky's been greying and the video's talking to the neighbour's moose
she's been jaying 'cos the radio's playing and there's nothing that'll make her even close to loose
there's no money and the floor's all runny 'cos the roof's gone speaking to the stars again
propane's funny, if your world's all sunny and you don't mind dying while i count to ten, death
15 speakers and a bag of old nightmare
this thing banging over all the track
7 LP's and a can of old jazz juice
i'm on fire in a paraffin mack
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there's not a day goes by when i don't stop to think
about the things you did, you do, the things you make me think
and when a day goes by and i forgot to think
i'd like to think that i forgot you, just 'cos i still love you
i think about you every day
i just cannot help but love you every muthafucking way
i got this feeling inside
there's only truth in time
there's not a days goes by when I just don't reflect
on all the things you say, the tunes you play and all is perfect
and when a day goes by and i just don't reflect
i'd like to think i don't, i won't 'cos of how much i'll miss you
i think about you every way
i just cannot help but love you every muthafucking day
i got this feeling inside
there's only truth in time
i think about you every day
i just cannot help but love you every muthafucking way
i got this feeling inside
there's only truth in time
there's not a day goes by when i don't stop to write
another letter, in the end that i'm too scared to send to you
and when a day goes by and i decide to send
i know your still my friend, i depend on you, i love you
i think about you every day
i just cannot help but love you any muthafucking way
i got this feeling inside
there's only truth in time
i think about you every day
i just cannot help but love you every fucking single way
i got this feeling inside
there's only truth in time
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don't try to make me blue
don't try to make me read
don't try to make me cool
don't try to make me dead
'cos i already lost my head
don't try to make me blind
don't try to make me see
don't try to make me find
don't try to make me be
'cos i already lost my mind
don't try to make me hear
don't try to make me say
don't try to make me fear
don't try to make me pray
'cos i already lost my way
don't try to make me mad
don't try to make me sane
don't try to make me crazy
don't try to get me caned
'cos i already lost my brain
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there's only u that i'd like 2 be me
i could b u and we'd try 2 b we
maybe we'll do something new 2 ourselves
dig out the old rusty vinyl from shelves
re-record moments of things that we c
tape over future adventures with me
play with the analogue digi brigade
why do the ride when u've had lemon aid?
i could b u
c all u do
hear all u hear
i b u
there's only u that could bear 2 be me
i become u so that u become me
bring in the bass as we head 2 the sun
maybe we fly 2 the beats of the drum
make up the here and the now for a while
forget the future the present's in style
follow the voices in both of our heads
leaving the past as we mellow instead
i could b u
c all u do
hear all u hear
i b u
u could b me
c all i c
hear all i hear
u b me
new day, take it 2 the merry go hi way
check it 2 the stereo soul mate
maybe there's another way we go
2 the very way that we flow
take me 2 the places that u know
doesn't really matter if it's cool though
maybe u and me have got this trip
never gonna shake it
i could b u
c all u do
hear all u hear
i b u
u could b me
c all i c
hear all i hear
u b me
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oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
oh yeah - oh yeah
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i remember you, all you had to do, was look in my direction and i knew
you never said a word, not one that i heard, so now i'm asking 'what are we gonna do'?
i think you are all there is so
i want me to know that you know
i will give you all i have so
all i have is you so we go?
you remember me? i'm the one you see? everywhere you look 'cos i'm still free
don't even say a word, not one that i heard and now i'm asking 'what are we gonna be'?
i think you are all there is so
i want me to know that you know
i will give you all i have so
all i have is you so we go?
there's too many days in all my years to change my ways
there's too many days in all my years to change my ways, there's too many days.
so we go?
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where's the use in sanity
when everything you try to be
is never even close enough to make you feel sane
never ever try to see
the errors of your chemistry
'cos we're in preparation for removal of the ground
every time you play with me
there's something in the sky you see
'cos i can see you playing all your music in the clouds
almost wonder why we play
the way in which it's all ok
'cos we're in preparation for the analogue sound
damn right all night, there must be something in the light
all right, too bright, there must be something in the night
damn right all night, there must be something in the light
all right, too bright, there must be something in the night
tell me 'bout the way you know
the each and every way you go
and all about the way you manage everything cool
hell with all the way to go
if we don't even try to blow
the roof of all the buildings in the cellophane sky
show me how to feel the flow
of each and every thing you know
and then i'll be a pirate in the pallet of your mind
maybe teach me how to grow
so i can feel my body go
'cos we're in preparation for the party in the sky
damn right all night, there must be something in the light
all right, too bright, there must be something in the night
damn right all night, there must be something in the light
all right, too bright, there must be something in the night
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when it rains your tears will dry
maybe there's some truth in time
sun and moon don't seem to be so real
so we wonder why
when there's love your years will fly
maybe feel no need to lie
fire and water don't seem real to me
and we wonder why
tell me all the things you know
i would love to see
every place your mind could flow
although i don't know where it goes
do we go or do we stay?
will we see the light of day?
there's no difference are rights are all wrong
when we wonder why
when it's bad the fear will play
maybe help you lose your way
day and night don't mean jack shit to me
if we wonder why
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everybody knows,
all the sticks and stones you throw won't ever go as far as to,
make me even give a shit about you.
everybody knows,
all the things you say you'll show won't ever go as far as to,
make me think of things you want me to.
let's get under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under
let's get under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under and under
everybody knows,
all the things you say you'll do won't ever go as far as to,
make me be the things you want me to.
everybody knows,
all the ways you stoop so low won't ever go as far as to,
make me ever give a shit about you.
everybody knows,
all the sticks and stones that come my way don't mean a thing to me,
what makes you think i'd waste my energy.
everybody knows,
there's a wind that blows and goes as far as to make you ok
then maybe you could be yourself today.
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'Heron Vs Heron' is the 2nd Long Player from The Artist Currently Known As Heron. If Heron's debut 'The Brown Room' (Virgin/Cracked Analogue) could be considered 'lo-fi' then this one is probably best described as 'lo-hi'.
Maintaining all the elements that make up his so called 'Cracked Analogue' sound, 'Heron vs Heron' is again a mixed up fusion of styles, sounds, beats and vocals. Heron writes, produces and performs all the tracks, with the exception of some incredible guest performances by Dave Westlake (Sneaker Pimps) on drums, Gurmeet Sian on dilruba and Jim Abiss, who co-produces 5 of the tracks. Iestyn Polson also provides additional production on Smoking In Bed.
"I think this is a good record. I don't know if it's a great record but I know it's not a bad record. As far as second albums go, I think it's more accessible than Terrence Trent D'Arby's 'Neither Fish Nor Flesh' but maybe not quite as accessible as Madonna's 'Like A Virgin' LP. Actually it doesn't sound much like either of those records. In fact I don't know why I mentioned them. It's a pretty melodic record with a healthy dose of darkness. But definitely not darkness for the sake of darkness though, and certainly nothing like that band The Darkness. More of a subtle darkness. The kind of darkness you feel when you spend too much time alone thinking how dark things can be."
"It would be nice to think that at least one other person in the world liked this record too though, as that would somehow imply a faint connection with the outside world, but if nobody likes it there's not much I can do about it. I don't expect people to like it but I also don't expect people to dislike it. It's just there to be discovered if people want to discover it. I like the idea of records just finding their natural place in the world. "
Heron Vs Heron is Out Now Cracked Analogue (CA006)
released September 9, 2009
Heron Vs Heron (Cracked Analogue)
Written, produced, performed and mixed by Heron
except where indicated
Mastered by Steve Rooke at Abbey Road
All tracks recorded in The Brown Room.
Additional recording, co-production and mix on tracks 1, 3, 6, 8 and 9 at Mayfair Studios by Jim Abbiss
Engineered by Barny
Assisted by Ben Thackeray
Drums by Dave Westlake on tracks 1, 6, 8 and 9
Live drums by Jim Abbiss on track 3
Dilruba by Gurmeet Sian on track 11
Track 4 mixed at Parr Street studios by Mark Phythian
Assisted by Jon Withnall
Track 2 mixed at Eden Studios by Hugo Nicholson
Additional production by Iestyn Polsen
Cracked Analogue tape transferal by Andrea Wright at Parr Street Studios
Also thanks to Nick Webb and Sean Magee at Abbey Road Studios for additional mastering solutions
My dirty work: Sarah Williams (aka DJ Law)
Very special thanks to:
Ann & Jim Heron
My family
David Boyd
Also thanks to everyone who has helped, worked with and supported me so far. I hope u know who you are.
This record is dedicated to Ann Heron.
(c) Cracked Analogue
(p) Copyright Control.
www.heron.uk.com