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Lost and Found

by Phil Nice

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Phileas - Pop Goes the Bottle 03:00
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Morning comes as morning will And it’s just too bright to see Your head’s all full of morning blues And there ain’t no sympathy The birds are singing way too loud And breakfast won’t go down So you’re out the door And down the street Heading into town Pop goes the bottle And the plans you had today Pop goes the bottle Wash your tears away You get to talking with the gang ‘Bout the country at this time What the government is putting down Ain’t nothing but a crime The newspapers have got it wrong ‘Bout what has made it so And maybe you’re the only one That’s really in the know The sky is grey and black in spots And starts down with the snow The one you love ain’t loving you But that’s the way it goes And friends of yours They need your help From sleeping in the cold But you’re too busy Washing out your troubles To be told The boss looks down
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Phileas - Ghosts 05:43
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Ghosts All alone out here Looking back at the Earth All clouds and patches of blue All full of life and memories of you I dream that I’m waking up Back in my bed In a time that exists Only in my head All alone, wishing for daylight Turning around to face the endless night Ask our friend Hal what the time is He’ll tell you, Hell, it’s all relative It’s eating and exercise Sleeping and waking Routine on routine And the progress you’re making The day’s only 24 hours ‘cause we say so And I only wake up and face it While I still choose to But I’ve nothing to lose And I’m curious too I miss the conversation It’s all chess with machines Even the toaster’s got more brains than me But out here I’m still a rarity Flesh and blood and happy to be ‘Cause I’m tired of logic and binary code I long for the chance to say: I don’t know I’m tired of being the star of this lonely show I need one more sunset One more dripping tap The sound of thunder The creaking of stairs As you creep back up And climb into bed next to me Blow in my ear as I pretend to sleep Afraid of the cold Afraid of the rain Afraid of the tears that sting my face Dreaming of Sundays a lifetime ago Remembering things that I couldn’t know
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Parents - Easttown 04:36
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Phileas - Appearances 02:58
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If I see you around, I’ll wave & wish you good day And never dare to say it straight How I really feel about you If I see you around If we meet in the park, on a bus or a train I will always have plenty to say Except the one thing that’s eating my heart If we meet in the park We can discuss the weather My broken umbrella Or anything that just doesn’t count We can talk about you But as long as we do I got to keep my feet on the ground For the good of my soul I’d let you know For my peace of mind Let my feelings show But for the sake of appearances I’m letting it go unsaid If I gave you my heart to do with as you please In some sweet world of make-believe Would I live to regret it? If I gave you my heart?
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Phileas - Summer 07:35
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A scent of grass Borne on the breeze The champagne glass Tips as I sneeze My suit don’t fit me I must have grown Out of tuxes and ties Can’t socialise You look so well I knew that you would It hurts like hell The more so because It’s summer And it agrees with you You’re more beautiful Than I remember you I’m so desperate to tell you But this stone in my throat Well, it just won’t go And I guess that you already know You could have picked An uglier day To dress in white And throw that bouquet With the rain coming down From a storm blackened sky Well, I’d never have missed What never was mine You look so well I knew that you would It hurts like hell The more so because It’s summer Too soon for me You’re more beautiful Than you’ve a right to be And I’m so desperate to tell you But the stone in my throat Well, it just won’t go And I guess that you already know
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Parents - The Blackfoot Game 04:38
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Phileas - The Week That Was 05:53
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1 What you gonna do When you finally grow up? My father asked me Standing at the foot of my bed We go to work We come home again You think it’s all A bundle of fun Don’t you, don’t you? You couldn’t say anything To that kind of jive At six in the morning You looked at the world Outside your window And wondered where the hell you fit into it And that was the week that was Slumming at a friend’s With the gang It was cool to be part of something Until you realised All along you were all alone You took the drug Did the black magic Danced the venom Right out of your veins And you wondered what the hell you were doing At the end of each day Why do you act like you do? She asked, looking me in the eye Till she could see How I hated and loved her Rolled into one We go to work We come home again You think it’s all A bundle of fun Don’t you, don’t you? We were looking for life in suburbia We hadn’t learnt to shoot for the moon I was howling at midnight Outside the window As you cowered away In your darkened room I burned a hole in the chair With my cigarette You burned a hole in my life With your ouija board and your Led Zep There were others before you And a lot more to come They were lights in the darkness Closing in I really needed them Every one
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Song for Beatrice Alice 04:13
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Parents - The Village 05:39
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Phileas - It's Not What You Know 02:29
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Yes, you’re hot shit In the cockpit You’re the foxy babe In the backless number Cool dude In your space suit Do you own the streets Where the homeless wander? Hang ten with the whole world watching me You zapped and now I’m history It’s not what you know It’s who you know And now you’re Sam Spade ‘Cause you got laid You’re the bingo king Of the local region So cool With a football And the annual prize for high achieving Hang ten with the whole world watching me You zapped and now I’m history

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This is a compilation of material that for various reasons didn't make it onto the albums I attribute to my name. Some of it appeared on early releases that don't really hold up in their entirety. Other numbers were made for specific purposes and didn't fit in elsewhere stylistically. Some of the numbers were thought to be irretrievably lost and turned up unexpectedly in an obscure corner of a computer harddisk. I am not an artist who enjoys reminiscence, but these are things that I feel are too valuable to just vanish forever.

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released March 27, 2016

Guests:
Ulla Britt Simonsen: Vocals
Per Carlsen: Trumpet, flygelhorn
Persille Ingerslev: Vocals

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