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Paradise
03:25
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Come with me now down to the river
The pastel shades of Arcadian green will soothe your eyes
Come with me to Paradise
The soft, gentle breeze through the willows
Let your weary head rest, I’ll be your pillow
Close your eyes, come with me to Paradise
Slow is the river, warm the English sun
Wild flowers in the meadow, bees getting drunk
Close your eyes, come with me to Paradise
Swans swerve the boats and ignore the laughter
of high spirited youth splashing in the water
Close your eyes, come with to Paradise
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Forlorn Hope
04:13
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We are the forlorn hope
We’re the first in the line to go over the top
We’ll be the first ones to die
Remember me, remember me, remember me my love
When I’m under the earth
Remember this, remember this, remember this my love
I was the one who died first
We are the forlorn hope but they say that hope kills
I’ve accepted my fate
Darling please say that you will
We are the forlorn hope
They’ve already marked out our graves in a bleak field
Darling this is all that I ask
We’re the uncomfortable truth
We’re the thorns in their sides
We are what they will never know
True valour is sacrifice
We are the forlorn hope
We’re angels not men
There’s a strange kind of calmness knowing that this is the end
We are the forlorn hope
Don’t forget who we are
We’re the reason you live
We’re not cannon fodder
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Soho Lights
04:55
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You and the Soho lights, where are you now?
The dreams that we once shared, where did they go?
The world belonged to us and we were free
Now gone and disappeared into a memory
The Soho lights, oh how I miss you
The love of my life slipped through my fingers
In the Soho rain, oh how they shimmered
And I wish I could be with you in those lights again
A fool’s paradise where poets roamed
Two doomed lovers wasting time in the pale blue glow
Down Wardour Street to China Town
Through alleyways when the sun went down
The lights would shine, our hearts would stir
Time to greet the night once more
For a moment all of this was ours
the dirty streets and the seedy bars
As soon as it began it was gone
Never to return
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Rabbit in the Headlights
04:36
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You never wanted to be famous anyway
It was only a dream to fill the day
In the shadows reaching for the top
You drank the poison and swallowed every drop
Now you’re a rabbit caught in the headlights and you can’t get out
Yeah, you’re a rabbit caught in the headlights and there’s no way out
Blinded by the flashing lights
Caught between the wrong and right
That’s the story of your life
Stranded there in no man’s land
Reaching for a helping hand
They don’t seem to understand
You never wanted all the glamour and the glitz
But trying to kick it is such a bitch
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Silver Morning
04:40
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Silver morning all on my own
Watching a movie with the subtitles on
And I’ll drift away into a memory
Silver morning no-one to hold
Like we used to until the end credits rolled
So I’ll drift away into another day
Where did those sweet times go?
Where did those sweet times go?
Now there’s just me alone on a silver morning
Silver morning
No popcorn to share
The seats are all empty
So I’ll disappear
And I while away the hours in a lonely day
Those times together just disappeared
Sometimes I wonder where did they go?
Silver morning step out into the rain
And tomorrow I’ll be back here again
When I’ll drift away into a memory
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4am
05:04
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The lights of town are fading fast
It’s 4am I’m heading back
Left your place far behind
And there’s no going back this time
I surrender, it’s time to move on
And find a new place
It’s time for the healing
It’s time to be leaving
The open road full speed ahead
This heavy load is off my back
The freshest cuts, the deepest wounds
Still feel so raw but is over now
In the beginning I thought it was enough
Just to myself how stupid I was
How stupid I was to believe that was true
You tore me apart made me feel like a fool
How stupid I was
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The Berlin Girl
05:22
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Sunday morning the light is creeping
Through the curtains, she’s wide awake
On the death strip, someone’s shooting
She lights a cigarette plays Roxy Music
These days will never end
She is an exile in this land
Sha-la-la-la She surfed the scene
Sha-la-la-la She rode the wave
Sha-la-la-la All the drinks were free
Sha-la-la-la Tomorrow never came
She was the queen of the world
The Berlin Girl
Sunday evening, the night is waiting
For beautiful losers to take the stage
Sipping vodka and coca cola
She haunts the party like a pretty ghost
These days will never end
She is a stranger in this land
Sha-la-la-la She surfed the scene
Sha-la-la-la she rode the wave
Sha-la-la-la All the drinks were free
Sha-la-la-la tomorrow never came
She was the queen of the world
The Berlin Girl
Those days they had to end
She is forever in this land
Sha-la-la-la She surfed the scene
Sha-la-la-la she rode the wave
Sha-la-la-la All the drinks were free
Sha-la-la-la tomorrow never came
She was the queen of the world
The Berlin Girl
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When not in Rome
04:25
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This empty bed it feels so cold
Your postcard read greetings from Rome
While you were dining out with him
I was deciding to sink or swim
The funeral march down Platform 10
I’m practising the art of Zen
But I can’t get you off my mind
And just one question all the time
What am I, what am I, what am I supposed to do now
When not in Rome
This empty train to Bexleyheath
The same routine five days a week
But I can’t get you off my mind
And just one question all the time
You by the Colosseum
Me in The Crown
Trying hard not to make this bitter pill go down
This empty bed
It’s late at night
I’m desperately swiping left and right
Trying to find somebody new
I try and try but it’s no use
So I’ll have to face the truth
That what I’m searching for is you
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The New Life
04:44
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Take it on the chin
That’s all that I can do
It’s over and time to wake up
Open my eyes and see the truth
I’ve been lying to myself
I knew our love had flown
It’s time to face the music on my own
Here it comes the new life
Like a sunrise
Breaking through the clouds
On a brand new day
Here it comes tomorrow
Yesterday’s sorrows
Disappear like clouds after the rain
Spend the night alone in a hotel by the sea
I sit in some quiet corner
Dreaming about tomorrow
Take a walk along the bay
Watch the ships go on their way
Into a new horizon and disappear
Dodging the day trippers down by the quay
I walk to the edge where the land meets the sea
Hope rising up from my wandering soul
The pain is still there but it’s under control
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Epitaph
05:01
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Tell me the secret of a life well spent
Wrap me in a blanket and say Amen
I did what I did and I regret nothing
Let love be my judge
If I am a loser then what is it for
All the naysayers I’ll just ignore
I said what I said and if it breaks their law
Let love be my judge
In the churchyard there’s a pale white stone
Of a sinner that didn’t repent
His epitaph is made of four small words
A life well spent
Maybe things would have been different if I’d taken heed
of advice I was given where would I be?
But I didn’t listen because I believed
That love would be my judge
Now I’m the Autumn of my years
I am forgiven there’s no more tears
As memories of summer disappear
Let love be my judge
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Steve Hovington Cambridge, UK
Lead vocalist of the band B-Movie, whose singles are regarded as post-punk classics; his rich baritone being called ‘the
quintessential English voice'
In early 2020 before the start of the Covid pandemic, he began recording Audience with Myself. Think Scott Walker, Lou Reed, Leonard Cohen, Lloyd Cole, Richard Hawley & even Serge Gainsbourg. Rich in soaring melodies and evocative lyrics
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