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Late Heavy Bombardment
03:02
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The late heavy bombardment of the earth
Might not have happened but if it did, how did it work?
Did it leave bruises on the moon
Because the music of the spheres went out of tune?
A late rush of rocks displaced in outer space,
Neptune and Saturn in disarray,
Produced an asteroid we could not avoid;
Were we lucky not to be destroyed?
My friends from MIT, they tried to explain
Here it comes, so brace yourself for the late heavy bombardment
It’s coming straight for you and everybody else, the late heavy bombardment
It’s going to be quite the catharsis,
the late heavy bombardment
The late great arrival of H2O
Is said to have occurred 4 billion years ago
The drops that make the seas and fall from the skies,
The mist and spray, the tears that rain from your eyes
My friends from Caltech, they tried to explain
My friends from UCL, they tried to explain
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Century
03:30
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leave the key, leave the key
in the lock in the front door
a stranger knocks, says
are you sure
in this day and age
you can take that chance?
well, go round the back and
in we climb
down the road, that western road
there’s a house that once was sold
that’s her home, yes
that’s her home
born and bred, born and bred
while we moved away
but we gather now and
she’s a century
it was - one hundred years
living in the same house
in that town that faces south
facing out to sea
she was living there by herself
outlived her family
and we were not so far away
living hand to mouth
lead me back, lead us back
we’d like to look again
see the window pane, see
see the house again
not the same
course, it’s not the same
and the neighbourhood is
locked and alarmed
a picture frame, it’s not the same
but it borders on the past
and she is sitting there where
she can touch the glass
the way things were
in another key
and here we are
this
family
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Invasion
02:47
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I don’t want your money
I don’t want your time
I just want your ocean
I want to make it mine
life is for the drifting
where I drift is home
no point in resisting
you know I’m not alone
in bloom, so wave a tentacle,
we’re blooming, and it’s a funny thing,
but you might feel a little sting now
in bloom, you’d better save yourselves and
make room, because we’re coming,
yes, we’re coming to a harbour near you soon
no brain – no heart, no bones
arms six metres long
they say there’s strength in numbers
you could say we’re strong
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Alt. Ending
02:53
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Spirit of Play London, UK
Est. 2008. Survivors of the Geek Calendar, the Sky Arts Book Show, the Green Man Festival etc.
Spirit of Play recommends:
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by The Sound of The Ladies
"indie-schmindie alt. folk stylings"
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Beautiful music from James Murray, inspired by the floodplain of his youth . . .
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Geek Like Me
by various artists
"It's handmade by geeks, for geeks."
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