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On my own and out of sight, 
I leave the fighting to the young and reckless, 
 My head it floats through the fists and falls 

Back to when we strolled,
 You held my arm, you wore my coat, My coat of arms was gleaming,
 Never to be bolder On we rolled, Decked out in green and good to go, In my head I'm still there Never to be older 

Don't mind me dear, 
 I'm tired and I want to go home
 Lone I float, 
 As toe to toe and cheek to cheek, 
 We lost ourselves that evening The bitter cold never felt so warm 

Now I sail the white old isles
 And coast to coast, 
 We'll meet again my sweethearts,
 I don't know where but I do know when 

Don't mind me dear, 
 I'm tired and I want to go home [All I know, all I know, you never know]
Souvenir 02:28
Someone put a rock through this mirrored ceiling Someone make a bed of the shards Lay me down one more time Someone take a paintbrush to the amber skin In my eyes She could never be restored
 Only touched up. 

She opens up her children's eyes and she asks me again:
 How would you like to be paid? 
(Love is in a backstreet sewer with a tangled face) 

Your eyes, two dancers on twisting floors, like A cheap souvenir that I bought,
 On a medicinal line,
 And then betrothed to be mine
 Sins, awash with the fall, My fingers could not find their way to the door

 She opens up her children's eyes and she asks me again:
 How would you like to be paid?
 (Love is in a backstreet sewer with a tangled face)
Seeing as Tired won't rise, 
to be anything more 

Blurred lines Echoing eyes, 
 Vacant answers the call 
Lifeboats growing old, Staple-fixed to the shore How about a story?

 That's the wrong way to die 
That's the wrong way to die 
Lucky you,
 Growing old 
Staple-fixed to the shore 
If your life flashed by 
You'd watch just for the gore 

Feeding on, you're feeding on 
Feeding on the waste. 
I know it never rains, 
 But be that as it may, 
 That's the wrong way to die 

Floating in the calm, 
 Pulling on my arm 
Unbeknown to all these wondering eyes 
Keep the water warm, 
 You're still before you're born 
Unbeknown to all these wondering eyes.
I have stood by and watched you 
Climb into this hole,
 And now we're here, 
 What's the use of a conscience to anyone?

 I have done, I have done 
More than could be asked 
Then done more 
And in the morning perhaps you'll hear the penny drop
 Knowing I'm rich where you're poor 

And if you don't feel like moving on
 You'd best get used to it I'm young and innocent, naïve, 
 You'll believe what you choose to believe
 You can't argue with idiots or reason with thieves. 
You're not innocent, 
 You're not all, 
That you claim, when the night started falling,
 You seemed to forget that we've been here before, 

 You lost your bottle
 And I took the fall
Tall grass, torn clothes and b-roads Stories to make you wish For old tales, 
 Read to you in uniform

 Soft light 
Of windows and gameshows A chance to escape the polls And win your 'cruise for two around the world' Strange place To feel the effects of, 
Floods that have broken banks 
And left scars
 Thirty years away or more 

Lined up in neat rows 
Fairytales and all the rest, need not be told 
No-one has the need to know 

Tall grass, torn clothes and b-roads 
Fairytales and all the rest Ought not be told, 
 Ought not be shoved down my throat like a medicine
 Pain, a culture's obsession with fame, shame
 A culture's obsession with all these things, all these things
 I despise.


Each download will also receive 5 exclusive artwork sketches digitally. Artwork was created by Kate Mottershaw www.facebook.com/kate.portfolio

These songs are taken from NARCS debut album 'Two Birds, One Stone Later'. Get it here: cluerecords.bandcamp.com/album/two-birds-one-stone-later

'Band Of The Year 2013' - Gig Islands
'Album Of The Year 2013' - Impropaganda
'Gig Of The Year' - Dearly Noted



released April 1, 2014


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