Safety In Movement

by Richard Haswell

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1.
There's a shifting sand There's a changing light There's a rising tide that I don't want to fight We will gladly share this small pocket of time And if he comes for us We could hide a while And we would welcome change Because nothing stays the same If I could halt decay Then I would have found a way But the tide is turning You can sense the shift The current's pulling me I can't fight the drift
2.
From simmer to boil, I cannot rationalise with the inner beast that's burning inside I have crossed the line and now there's no way back This is my surrender, a blind endeavour The heart attack Cause and effect, this is life and death Only one direction, so what do we have left? Safety in movement, gather what's mine Scan the horizon, we will leave it all behind As the red drops on my chest lying in the bath I willingly surrender the last paragraph and wallow in the haze For all of life's tension and immovable thoughts The last hour will be erased And for those few precious minutes With wings I will soar And old synapses will even the score A minute's inspiration for a lifetime of grief It was worth the wait This is the first day I sense relief
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05:12
Oh you may see me as dangerous But what is a life without desire? Safety in thought, hide behind your hedge Tiptoe around all that we have found and what needs to be said And they will talk of circumstances Of squandered words and chances And then they will know That there was nowhere else to go Too many plates spinning in my head Under this crushing weight something must give I have that knot in my stomach again The blister will burst And out will come the worst you've yet seen So feel the chill of winter season Where feelings, not reasons determine the flow Now there is nowhere else to go And you will see the phoenix rising Your worst fears materialising And then you will know That there was nowhere left to go
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03:09
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04:09
The last thing he ever said to me was you must flush this system clean The clock is ticking my son You may have only 6 to 8 weeks There is too much clutter round here You need the space to breathe and think in peace, this I know So you've tasted your dream and you're still not satisfied In your race for this dream You've wasted all this time The last thing she ever said to me was that she'd never come back to here I'll put a million miles between myself and the trash round here This is what keeps driving me on I will achieve this higher plane and run This I know So keep running to the top of the hill You may even get there first Where you can enjoy the view and never feel the thirst But be careful of who you pass and the shallow things that never last This I know Face to face with this loss Now time is chasing you Stood on top of the hill The future is haunting you In these dreams I am lost But there's a moment of clarity As I rest on the hill For that moment I am free, this I know
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03:22
Faceless and distant, I can't figure this Unscrambled signals and politics Too many conflicts raging in my head As I think of all the things I should have said A belly full of words and all those grand statements that no-one ever hears Over-rehearsed , then abandoned They're now lost at sea I've gathered material, now I'll bury it I've bathed all the wounds, now I'm fully fit Put it down to driftwood, put it down to chance Put it down to timing and circumstance In this space I will linger Wrapped in a warm blanket of memories Now they're safely stored No-one will ever take them from me
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Hey John, hey Barclay I hear you've passed on The doors may be closed But the memories live on Some people fight wars Others save lives Some people sell records that are going to change your life Tim Buckley, Eric Taylor Lee Clayton, The Velvet Underground If you like that Dylan record Wait 'til you hear Townes Ditch those Beatles records and buy some Neil Young Invest in a vinyl copy of Old No.1 There's a chill wind in Kinnoull Street There's no shelter from the storm Those computer hard drives Have swallowed everyone Bring me back analogue Bring me back reel to reel Bring me back conversation beyond a laptop screen But we have these treasured memories and the vinyl plays on For the sake of the music We'll just soldier on
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04:11
In the light of the same moon This will be over soon I'm alive, you're alive And it's good enough I've learned to live with this growth and love it as my own I can rise above it all Way too weak to cut the wire If left alone it may expire Either way, it's good enough As my thoughts turn homeward bound and the answers I first found I feel alive, I'm alive And it's good enough

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"...a remarkable thing - a strange lo-fi tardis of an album whose nine subtle songs unroll from the speakers like a soundtrack to some bedsit kingdom...the thrill here is great songwriting with an appearance of effortlessness." The Word

“… like a bedroom Radiohead…an inspired arranger and sonic visionary throughout these nine DIY voyages into sound… skittering electronic aesthetics, experimentation, and impressive shards of noise.” Americana UK

"… solid from start to finish, there isn't a bad track on the album… his level of consistency over the years without any major financial backing is something that can only be admired. Acoustic fans could do worse than to pick up this long player.” AllGigs

“ …accomplished and grown-up, his 20 self-released album experience shines through .” Joe’s Big Toe Fanzine

“...echoes of classic Scottish guitar pop …a soundtrack for the shadows, I can see this album having a resonance for a lot of people in these days of recession and depression.” Bluesbunny Music Reviews

“uncommonly delicate …there is a lot to enjoy on this album, especially if you have some spare time to lie perfectly still.” Is This Music

“…subtle…a pastoral dreamlike atmosphere... rich with experience …different enough to mark him out as a true independent artist.” Leonard’s Lair

“Haswell's voice is a cracked, expressive instrument ..consistently engaging ... there are some great melodies and hooks hidden amongst the records layers of loops, synths and guitar.” Subba-Cultcha

“... reveals an admirable lightness of touch based on quite simple but endearing guitar motifs…what he does best is understated acoustic guitar-based musing particularly on highlights like “Arise” which is how you guess Roy Harper and Pink Floyd might have sounded had they renewed their musical collaboration beyond “Have a Cigar”. Terrascope Online

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released June 1, 2010

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Richard Haswell Edinburgh, UK

Richard Haswell has recorded 30+ albums under his own name as well as the pseudonyms of Rhubarb, G For Gnome and White Noise.

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