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Routine Monsters

by Owen Williams

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Fall 04:47
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You said, forgive and forget, Well I forgive myself, for forgetting you. And all your talk, of children’s names, Now it’s you, sat with the blame. All those words, are fading fast, Love’s young dream wasn’t built to last. And I will be, the last to leave, With drink on my shirt, and dirt on my jeans. I could sail that seventh sea, I could do as I please, Push the demons to the wall, But what if I fall. I wear old Saint Jude, just a lost cause, Those redundant photographs on my wall. And now it’s over, the fields are golden green, The devil charmed those flames in to the sea. I could sail that seventh sea, I could do as I please, Push the demons to the wall, But what if I fall.
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Its A Worry 03:29
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A cold hard stare from her green eyes, The blood that seeps from a love that’s died, I’m telling you girl, it’s a worry. The howling wind and the rising tide, The never-ending pursuit of time, I’ll tell you now; I’m in a hurry. My head turns black with the lies I told, I threw those stones when I was 9 years old, Oh honey, it’s a worry. And what I hear them saying, it’s a worry, it’s a worry yes it is. I lost myself to a changing world, Those avenue girls with their dark black curls, Oh now, ain’t that funny. Those young little witches in my eyes, The wolves that gather in my mind, Oh lord, it’s a worry. And what I hear them saying, it’s a worry, it’s a worry yes it is. Now the devil will lay his claim, When the dye is cast and so is the blame, All I know, it’s a worry. When every turn takes you away from home, Where it’ll end I’ll never know, The hurt the pain the same again, it’s a worry. And what I hear them saying, What I hear them saying, And what I hear them saying, It’s a worry, it’s a worry, it’s a worry yes it is.
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Girl In The Garden 05:05
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She in the flowers, I’ll wait for hours, Just to steal a single gaze. Food on the table, nobody’s able, To revive their hunger today. Bark from the neighbour, do me a favour, And quiet that dog down. The old sink is leaking, my bed is creaking, My world is full of these sounds. Like hearing you come and go, walking the path I watch from my window. I’ll wait for the girl in the garden, Pull me down by my blue jeans, I’ll be there I know, but I know in my mind, That there ain’t no guarantees, no guarantees. That voice it lacks truth, the tree and its dead roots, The concrete fights with the grass. The thorn cuts the finger, thoughts they linger, But like dreams they never last. No they vanish in to the air, while you weave the weeds with your long dark hair. I’ll wait for the girl in the garden, Pull me down by my blue jeans, I’ll be there I know, but I know in my mind, That there ain’t no guarantees, no guarantees. Cold in the winter, the old man grows thinner, As he tends tired, broken leaves. The ice in the water, the stone getting warmer, As the statue secretly grieves. Grieves for a time that’s long since past, looking for you in long tall summer grass. I’ll wait for the girl in the garden, Pull me down by my blue jeans, I’ll be there I know, but I know in my mind, That there ain’t no guarantees, no guarantees. Oh the waiting it gets harder, Take me down to those old trees, She’ll be there I know, but I know in my mind, That there ain’t no guarantees, no guarantees.
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When You Call 02:45
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A call from the door, back wanting more, A far away voice, and I’m kicking on the floor. She takes off her clothes, like the petals from a rose, There's colours in her hair, and blood on her nose. Banging between these four walls and you, There's nothing else at all, You only make me low when you call. Words from her mouth, like bullets from a gun, No idea, where they’re coming from. Waiting in line, just to spend some time, There ain’t no love to find, through a telephone line. Banging between these four walls and you, There's nothing else at all, You only make me low when you call.
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Wrong 04:53
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Give me some direction, even if it leads me to hell, Fingernails are broken, my dreams yours to sell. All of your best cards, have long since been played, Your guardian angel, limped away in pain. And I tried to find an explanation, Looking for a God long gone. Time is a natural conclusion, And I was wrong. Give me a decision, even if you cry yourself blue, Hanging on to the same old lines, with the skin of your very last tooth. You talk of emotion; face is dry to the touch, Whatever you care about, can’t care that much. And I tried to find an explanation, Looking for a God long gone. Time is a natural conclusion, And I was wrong. And I tried to find an explanation, Looking for a God long gone. Time is a natural conclusion, And I was wrong.
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Say Something 04:38
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You ain’t nothing like me, so stop trying to see, Similarities that just ain’t there. And don’t you think, that you’re innocent, That wine was flowing like your hair. I know what I’ve learned, and I know I deserve, Something that don’t keep letting me down. You weren’t walking that lane, until I stepped in your way, When will I learn to shut my mouth? But I will listen to you, and I might believe you, if you say something. I ain’t nothing like you, and in a land of fools, You’d be a capital standing pride of place. Acting loud and rough, but it ain’t enough, So take that look off of your face. But I will listen to you, and I might believe you, if you say… What’s on your mind today? What’s on the line today? This is how it could stay, so say something.
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Spinning Plates 04:45
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See me walking down the road, got a mind for an avenue, Keep my head spinning round, living by these dates and rules. Feel that time slipping by, too much world weighing on my eyes, Meet myself coming back, never talkin’ bout the same thing twice. Spinning plates always, it come right one day. See me reach the finish line, got my mind on something new, See that feeling come and go, all the deadlines are overdue. Stealing late night television, crazy days we be drinking through, Watch that ever-moving sun, swing around my ever-changing moods. Spinning plates always, it come right someday.
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Hong Kong Bird 04:15
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You know, and I know, feel so far away. Distance, keeps us, trapped in the songs I play. Hold on, be strong. Now, will you fly away, like a Hong Kong bird, a Hong Kong bird? Flying, trying, all the borders are standing firm. Lead me, and free me, on the wings of a flightless bird. So hold on, and be strong. Now, will you fly away, like a Hong Kong bird, a Hong Kong bird? Changing, fading, like the tracks on a winding wheel. Now then, the end, drifts like a painted veil. So hold on, and be strong. Now, will you fly away, like a Hong Kong bird, a Hong Kong bird?
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Made Of Stone 04:34
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No candles burn in a garden of weeds, And no idea how to cut them down. The flower bleeds grey and falls to its knees, There ain’t no tears and there ain’t no sound. The rock don’t move and the wheel don’t spin, There's no way around but the long way. That tired routine looks inviting and warm, The people they leave but the shadows they stay. So call me up, just to tear me down. Make me feel the cold. I’m made of stone. The dream it breaks in indifferent hands, My mind is full of Iron and Wine. No rest do I need, nor pain do I feel, Nothing at all when you fall, time after time. So call me up, just to tear me down. Make me feel the cold. I’m made of stone.
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Hungarian Dogs 05:15
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Here comes the monster, floating on the water No time for sleeping, they’re laughing in the back room. Roads with no names, calling coming closer Another hotel bed, and they’re spoiling my view. There's a knock at the door, they’re back wanting more, do you believe in God? Hungarian dogs. No people to see, just barking from the back yard They’ll gnaw at your doubts, and circle your mind. That cold Vodka taste, skin broken and hard They look through the walls, with bloodthirsty eyes. And there's a knock at the door, they’re back wanting more, do you believe in God? Hungarian dogs. Oh I can’t get this, get this out of my mind. Nowhere to run, no sign of time turning, The light fades away, their shadows grow tall. The air is hot, with their voices burning, The sky stays dark, as those black dogs call. And there's a knock at the door, they’re back wanting more, do you believe in God? Hungarian dogs.
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War 03:15
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Oh mama did you hear, someone stole from me today, Put their arms through the glass, and took it all away. No word on the street, no one to even see, Now I’m out in the cold, picking my words up off the road. And they say…what you done? Oh lord! This is war, its stone against stone, It’s me against you, and I don’t intend to lose. And daddy would you believe, they steal from me while I sleep, There's no face to put to these, empty-hearted graceless thieves. And they say…what you done? Oh lord! This is war, its stone against stone, It’s me against you, and I don’t intend to lose.

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Routine Monsters is the first album from singer/songwriter Owen Williams and was released in 2009.

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released May 1, 2009

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Owen Williams England, UK

Singer/songwriter from Essex in the UK. Acoustic based blues and gospel.

Released first album 'Routine Monsters' in 2009 and demo album 'Happy/Sad' in 2015. His latest album 'Standing Still Will Kill You' was released in 2017. Two new singles, Symmetry and There Will Be Blood were released in November 2018.

Influences include Bob Dylan, Nick Cave, Tim Buckley, Tom Waits and many more! ... more

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