Ordinary Shapes EP

by timthesong

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released 20 February 2013

All songs written and performed by Tim Whelan
Guitar and backing vox - Chris Glen (Long Way Down)

Production - Chris Glen

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Track Name: Fake Nose
Hush now! I'm thinking
You're my ball, I'm a chain
Am I pretending?
What does my brain cell signify?
Give me input. Don't put me out in the rain
Am I just merely
The feathered tail of a weathervane

Here I'm standing
You think I'm better than you
Empty handed
I scream and shout
Empty handed
A shot cries out
Empty handed
With my fake nose

Is this just a memory
Of what I see before me
Does it bore me?
His name i couldn't recall.
What's my input?
Don't put me out in the rain
Is it just really...
Well don't forget to patronise

Here I'm standing
You think I'm better than you
Empty handed
I scream and shout
Empty handed
A shot cries out
Empty handed
With my fake nose
Track Name: Ordinary Shapes
You say "It doesn't matter, nevermind..."
But the truth is; that is all that really does
The words which go unspoken go unsaid
The silence in their place that's left instead

Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes
There's nothing there to show me what is true
When I'm shouting you are whispering
I'm a mute and you're not listening
Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes

As letters kept in drawers without a stamp
And messages are bottled up inside
The meanings twist and struggle even die
The next day are forgotten, tossed aside

Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes
There's nothing there to show me what is true
When I'm shouting you are whispering
I'm a mute and you're not listening
Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes

When I see you walking down the street with him
Or maybe down the aisle it's hard to tell
I tell myself you were teasing
And there was no rhyme or reason
Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes

Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes
I know these thoughts of mine got out of hand
Though the silence it was deafening
Still screaming you're the best thing
Behind my scribblings' ordinary shapes