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    A beautiful shiny disc and a 16 page booklet stuffed full of lyrics so you can sing along.
    All housed in an eco friendly gatefold card sleeve with more pictures of Gavin and his Comment Section than even the most devoted fan could ever reasonably need.

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lyrics

If the people in this café could see my thoughts
In much the same way that you can see when someone’s typing online
Maybe they’d put down their flapjacks for a time
And if I could see inside their minds a while, before that sigh becomes a smile, before the mask slips, maybe, maybe we’d be fine

These things we delete and throw away. They’re the truthful things.
And what we’re left with here today
Is this weltschmerz, as the Germans say.
This weltschmerz that won’t go away.

I try to bury all the thoughts of the polar ice caps shrinking
All the oil-polluted water we’re all probably drinking
Drown the thought that my kids will be forced to fix this mess
Phone-in calls are engaged in a row about creation
Newspaper reports enrage a much-divided nation
So I decide staying quiet is for the best

But these things we delete, discard and throw away.
They’re the truthful things
And what we’re left we here today is this weltschmerz
As the Germans say. this weltschmerz that won’t go away
And I’m not fine, you’re not fine, don’t tell anyone
That I’m not fine, you’re not fine, once more round the sun

And I’m thinking of a Christmas at the summit of the city
Taking photographs of London, god it never looked so pretty
And somewhere on that undeveloped film is what’s inside my head
Balloon rides and ferris wheels, the fog of breath in winter
Blue beanie on your head and the scarf around your shoulders
Those pictures, if we print them, could never live up to that
And this world might never turn out how I thought it would at 18
But through tinny café speakers I hear the sound of Springsteen
Thunder Road trying to break through clink of spoon on china
And that restless inner voice that’s a constant reminder
That magic can occur in the most unlikely places
Sit back and take hold, as Mary’s dress keeps waving
‘Cos when I think about this planet, I can’t help but adore it
But reality won’t tally with the hope that I have for it

As the sun goes down, on another day
There’s a coffee stain, on another empty page
And this weltschmerz, as the Germans say.
This weltschmerz that won’t go away

credits

from Scrolling Home, released April 22, 2022
Horns – John Hare
Keys and BVs – Nick Parker
Acoustic Guitar and Vocals – Gavin Osborn

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