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Saudade

by The Sad Song Co.

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1.
Saudade 04:00
2.
Sifting through the sediment of you Filing it away Signed the forms, paid the man his due There's nothing left to do or say Pictures faded to a patina of youth A sepia array Every memory and freshly pulled tooth These things are keeping them at bay But now The shopping's put away upon the shelves I'd best get on, these tears won't cry themselves Thanks for dropping by, the thought it means a lot. Now you get to go. Leave the hymns, the presents that I got I'm starting to remember you So now I'm through with hiding all my tells I'd best get on, these tears won't cry themselves I'd best get on, these tears wont cry themselves Cry it out or store it up Screwing down the bottle top Every job is grief deferred Put it off ‘til you're interred Eye for detail, little things, Keening note the choir sings Poignant soft sans-serif font Sausage rolls your sister wants Focus on the details Sweating out the detail Focus so these tears don't cry themselves
3.
Hold 04:21
I'm not waiting for the mountain Waiting for the earth to come to me She's not looking to the future That's a fairy tale she can't believe She's on the other line I'm on hold again I can't see beyond this moment Even as my knees give way on me She's on the other line I'm on hold again I'm good at loving But not being loved She connected me Hello? Hello? I think I've been cut off She's on the other line I'm on hold again
4.
Last week I found myself Trapped in Hastings, out of season The worn deckchairs And pungent air Heavy with decayed seaweed infusion The scent of what we're losing It's how everything goes We watch everyone die Except for those people who get to watch us die It's Hastings out of season Where love goes to die Last week I found myself Amid faded seaside glamour The empty streets And battered seats Remembering with plaques who used to sit there Last week I found myself Surveying dated desolation The plaster peels, we cool our heels Spin our wheels waiting for the cancer To relieve us of our need to answer It's how everything goes We watch everyone die Except for everyone who gets to watch us die It's just the way things go We watch everyone die Except for our children, who get to watch us die And don't know why The grim reaper just happens by To steal away The ones we love Fuck that guy Fuck that guy It's Hastings out of season Where love goes to die
5.
6.
Though I'm far away my thoughts will always come to dwell where you are To drag your eyes from the oppressive ceiling, and evil dark Dawn will come, it won't be long, but until then The dark is on your side, and the night is beautiful And will hold onto you until morning. Imagine I'm there for your urgent tap to roll on my side Slide your arm around, immerse yourself where fear can't hide You have my heart when we're apart, but just for now The dark is on your side, and the night is beautiful And will hold onto you until morning When you are by my side life is beautiful All will be renewed in the morning
7.
Child hidden in a tree trunk Understanding only enough Breaking waves of smoky chaos Deserta per omne deus Tigers rampage through the meadow Driven out of broken ghetto Take your dreams of light and ocean Make them into painful motion The one who feels in the world Your fear exists in the world
8.
Tooth decay and fever dreams Serotonin won't fill in cavities Enamel worn down to the nerve This migraine aura is all that I deserve To have when self control Won't stop me taking bites out of my soul Addictive flannel mouth I know deep down what I must cut out My saccharine Too sweet to be let in Everything else is Flavourless within Your seasoning Makes everyone else's seem so thin Now I can't taste anything Without my saccharine I thought that I deserved a treat To have something in my life be sweet Reminding me of being young Fireworks exploding on my tongue The top shelf treasure chest Sherbet stings a path to the dentist Swallow my urge and doubt The hardest thing I've had to cut out My saccharine Too sweet to be let in Everything else is Flavourless within Your seasoning Makes everyone else's seem so thin I can't taste anything Now without my saccharine My saccharine Are you a sickness or a sin With all the root canal pain that you bring? Candy delight I guess I'll crave you 'til I die Eating away at me from within My saccharine Your absence felt in everything My saccharine You're too sweet for me to let you in My saccharine
9.
Feeding 04:38
Demeaning the public trust While revelling in power lust All the while smile plastered on my face When all I am has turned to dust You pray at last things will be just But know your hope's in vain That's not the case Because I'll feed upon the sky Like I fed upon the earth Admire all these things put here to feed me Your life and mine are not the same I inherited a medal in a pre-rigged game When I ascend you'll recognise your lie Slip the bounds of reality And buy my way to immortality You can hold out for a final judgement from on high But forever you will wait And while you hold your breath I'll be cheating death Forever you will wait Because I'll feed upon the sky Like I fed upon the earth Admire all these things Put here to feed me
10.
Lighthouse 03:08
He puts his arms around her She shrugs them off Hugs her knees into her chest So she can feel small He says "you can't hide from yourself this time, You'll ground yourself again on the rocks of you" The fists that beat against his chest That push away Too scared to let herself be loved Terrified he won't stay He says "I'll hoist a light upon the shore To help you steer away from the rocks of you"
11.
Sine Qua Non 04:53

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released January 22, 2021

written, played, recorded and mixed by Nigel Powell
bass guitar on 2 by Jason Moulster
mastered by Tim Turan
painting by Alice Ibsen

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The Sad Song Co. Oxford, UK

Solo albums from multi-instrumentalist Nigel Powell, previously of Unbelievable Truth, Dive Dive, Frank Turner and the Sleeping Souls.

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