The Quiet Room Lyrics

Manuscript – Lyrics by Matt Cahill

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TRACK ONE: A CONVERSATION WITH YOU

Speak to me
Speak to me
I’ve been waiting for so long
Don’t leave me adrift
In a sea of sorrow
Please, speak to me

In an awkward lapse of reason
I called out your name again
Don’t know where, don’t know how or why
All I know is when, when I lost you

All in the unknown language
Speak to me, teach me

“My senses are that the scientific way of thinking, questioning
Some delicate mix of creative encouragement of new ideas
And the most rigorous and skeptical scrutiny of new and old ideas
I think that is the path to the future, not just for science but for all human institutions
We have to be willing to challenge because we are in desperate need of change”

Let me live in this moment
Even if I died tonight
Washed ashore in a bottle
You were the secret of fire
Give me shelter, give me knowledge
Of how to stay warm and dry
Let me live in this moment
Even if I die tonight!
Should I die in your arms?
Let me live!

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TRACK TWO: TWENTY-FOUR BLACKBIRDS

Truth, beauty, life, decay

I hear truth
I see beauty everywhere
24 Blackbirds
Make a curtain for the sky

I hear truth
In the beauty of your words
24 Blackbirds
Making sugar out of lies
Making sugar out of lies

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TRACK THREE: NO WAKE ZONE

Your hands are shaking
My eyes are burning
I don’t know which way to turn

Well let me hold you
In this no wake zone
Let the earth refuse to turn

Let me know you
And everything you hold dear
Let me hold you

Let me hold you
Let me hold you

Now that I’ve stopped shaking
And my eyes see clearly
I know which way to turn
I turn to you

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TRACK FOUR: APOCALYPTO

Most nights when I lay down to sleep, I have a dream
I dream of everything I could have been
A family stands around the waters I’m drowning in
It’s obvious that they’re amazed I’m still breathing!

On rarest night I sometimes hear the rain falling
Like pennies from heaven
Most nights that I lay down I wish I wouldn’t dream
It’s just a cage somebody put us in

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TRACK FIVE: OUR PROGRESS

One day they’ll build a railroad
From the city to the sea
You’ll see

One day they’ll build a tower
From the earth to the stars
Mark my words
This will come to pass

There’s nothing new
Under the sun

Mark my words

One day they’ll build a tower
From the earth to the stars

It’s just the way it’s always been
And the way it will always be
The way it will always
The way it will always be

All in the name of progress

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TRACK SIX: THE GREATER GOOD

Such an interesting conversation
The complexities of life
Never cease to astound me

How I miss the simpler times
Dancing with the lights off
Drowning in your smile
And studying your breathing

You told me it was all for the greater good
And I gave it my all, for the greater good

You could have told me anything at all
I would have eaten it up by the spoonful

How I miss the simpler times
Dancing with the lights off
Secrets from each other
The hiding of our crimes

Come what may
And in the end I’ll say
Goodbye my friend, goodbye

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TRACK SEVEN: GIRL IN THE GARDEN

You’re like an empty bottle
Floating on the sea
Every wave helps you closer to the shore
Yet further away from me

There’s a girl in the garden
Her skin is like the moon
And she dancing in my memory
To a faded ragged tune

A hand full of moments
That the wind blew away out of my hands

Doesn’t matter where we’re going
Because we’re changing, rearranging, all of us

There’s a girl in the garden
And her face is forlorn
She’s been kissed by the dawn

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TRACK EIGHT: MANUSCRIPT

Do you know
When this all began
I’ve tried to think back
To precisely where it all started

Any time I do
Every time, every time

I pull another zero
Every time, I pull another zero

I pull another zero

This manuscript is all we have
It’s all we have

And you know it, you know it

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TRACK NINE: A CONVERSATION WITH YOU

What I wouldn’t give
Just to see your face
What I wouldn’t give
Just to hear your voice again

Another time, another place, maybe
Or maybe not, maybe never, maybe baby

What I wouldn’t give
What I wouldn’t give

I have heard it said
That life’s a dream for the wise
But as we all know
The devils in the details

What would you give?

You know it’s such a simple question
What would you give?

What I wouldn’t give
For just one conversation
With you again

Oh god, I want to hear your voice again

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TRACK TEN: PLASTIC PARADE

Anyone who’s ever known her
Knows that she can never see
The forest for the trees

Anyone who knows her deeper
Knows she’s laying in the grass
Gazing up into the sky
Day dreaming through the night
& such a pretty sight

She will never be
A part
Of the plastic parade

You know as well as I do
Where you end, I begin
We’ve blurred the lines
There’s no turning back now
To the plastic parade

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“All the Frozen Horses” – Lyrics by Matt Cahill

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TRACK ONE: COME UNDONE

Better to beg, than borrow
That’s been my rule of thumb
And I rather know tomorrow
Than watch it come undone

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TRACK TWO: THE ARENA

It is not the critic who counts
Not the man that points out how the strong man stumbles
Or where the doer of deeds could have done them better
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena
Whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood
And who at best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement
And who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly

So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat

And if I lose, what do I really lose?
How could I ever explain to you?

And if I lose, what do I really lose? Well are you in the arena?
Heaven knows they’re daring greatly

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TRACK THREE: NOIR DES’ IR

Forget, forget everything you’ve learned
And paint
And paint it all another way
And burned, burned to the ground
It will make the ache go away

Then you’ll see
Exactly what you want to
Exactly what you need to
Then you’ll see
You’re older than you feel

Waste
It’s a by-product of everything you do
Thanks
That’s the way I feel about you

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TRACK FOUR: MY SIDE OF THE STORY

Is it too late for me to apologise?
Is it too late for my side of the story?
Is it too late, to see my eyes?
And you will know that I’m not lying
Is it too late for me to take another breath?
The very thing that keeps me alive
Is it too late?
Is it too late?
Is it too late?
Is there no time left at all?
Even if I just blink?

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TRACK FIVE: A SIMPLER PLAN

Some say
It’s too far
Don’t care
I’m going to make the journey

And you say
It’s way too far
But I know
You will make the journey too

And you will get the best of me

And I feel the world upon my shoulders
Just like Atlas
And I feel the world upon my shoulders

Some say
It’s too far
Don’t care
I’ll make the journey

And I want
What we all want
With you
And you’ll make the journey too

And I feel the world upon my shoulders
Just like Atlas
And I feel the world upon my shoulders

And I’ve got the world on my shoulders

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TRACK SIX: Q AND A

You leave me tired
And this takes my breath away
And I’ve still got questions
And I need some answers

I’ve still got questions
You need to answer

You leave me tired
And this all takes my breath away
And I’ve still got questions, baby
You need to answer

You need to answer
This all takes my breath away
In the back row of my yesterday
Sitting in the back row of my yesterday

You leave me tired
And this all takes my breath away
I’ve got all these questions still

Yesterday
In the back row of my yesterday
I’ve got all these questions
Sitting in the back row of my yesterday
Sugar (repeat)

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TRACK SEVEN: FOR OUR OWN GOOD

So many rules to follow
Leaves you nowhere to run
There’s always another Monday
Again

Destination
Is still unclear

How many favours are left….for you?

Destination
So unclear
Destination

How many days are left for you?
Do you know your name at all?

Destination
Still unclear, unclear

Destination

Sometimes I feel just like my shadow
Unable to speak a single word

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TRACK EIGHT: ALL THE FROZEN HORSES
(Words by Curzio Malaparte – Kaputt)

On the following day
When they reached the lake shore
A horrible and amazing sight met their eyes

The lake looked like a vast sheet of white marble on which rested hundreds upon hundreds of horses

Only their heads stuck out of the crust of ice
And they were all facing the shore
The white flames of terror still burnt in their wide opened eyes
Close to the shore a tangle of wildly rearing horses rose from the prison of ice

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TRACK NINE: MAYAN DREAM

If I tell you, tell you
Will you listen?

If I tell you, tell you
Will you hear?

And if I give this to you
Will you treasure it
And hold it close to your heart?

You’ll do well to remember
That only Angel’s fear to tread

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TRACK TEN: ON THE CORNER OF LOSE AND GONE

Can you spare change
For a cup of coffee?

Can you spare
A single word of kindness?

Are you there?
Do you care?

In amongst the blindness
Are you there?

In amongst the blindness
Are you there?
At all?

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TRACK ELEVEN: AND I LOOKED EVERYWHERE

Where were you
When I needed you?

Nowhere to be found

Where were you
When I needed you?

Nowhere to be found

When I needed you