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voicemail

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:47 am

There's a message on the voicemail for you

I know because I saved it

You better listen to it very soon

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jump

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:46 am

I'm jumping out of a plane on Thursday

From ten thousand feet

With some bloke strapped to my back

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bridge

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:44 am in

I cannot jump of Grafton Bridge

I really wish I could

I've always liked to play with traffic

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green chair

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:41 am

The chair in the corner is green

I think it's always been

Green

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ode to blarney

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:40 am in

there once was a bloke in a wheelchair

who couldn't do an irish accent but he didn't care

about his rhyming he would scoff

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as love draws near

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:38 am in ,

As love draws near final mix for video by Philip Patston

What's this feeling in my head?
What's it doing there?
The loner in the crowd
Who longs to cry aloud
Looks back to face the fear

Chorus
And the tragic laugh at nothing
The cynics really care
The comics cry at everything
As love draws near

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emergence

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:36 am in ,

He's in there I can feel him

He's trying to get out

He's pushing and he's prying

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a matter of opinion

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:33 am in

we say the same words

we mean the same things

we think we do

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download

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:30 am in

So, here I am now

Sitting here in the sun

The day is over

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womb of silence

Posted by Philip Patston on 10 January 2009, 2:28 am in

you think this thing between us is over and the only way to end it is to say goodbye and return to the waiting womb of silence we left behind then go leave me here my heartless history holds me safe from harm the peril is mine it greets me at the foot of the climb it climbs as a bird owns the sky so that i too may fly i too may soar i too may return to the womb of silence

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