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Glued to the periscope
The bees bumble about
A summer breeze shagging late buds without sound
The merry hour sprouts

And I whisper corny songs
and the bay explodes
All the words glow warm and aloud
while I slumber through the seaport

Onto a scrap i wrote
a poem and I knocked about
A street band was begging for love birdies’ feet
with sweeping and imploring sound

And I tried so hard
to relive our rising tide
But my wheels and their wires are shrouded in clouds
so I couldn’t reach any further

I was in love and everything felt
like soft whiskers gracing alabaster

And his name was Arthur
His name was Arthur
His name was Arthur
And I never saw Arthur again

I remember your old coat, effete and washed out
And the pinned up red button upon which you wrote
‘I’d rather die than doubt’

But still you would’t come
Guess I wasn’t the one
But before I could enquire my ticket been punched
amidst speculation

I was in love and everything felt
like soft whiskers gracing alabaster

Oh his name was Arthur
His name was Arthur
His name was Arthur
His name was Arthur
And I never saw Arthur again

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from Feel A Fire, released June 12, 2016
Vocals - Willem Waterschoot
1st guitar - Gio Sliwa
2nd guitar - Willem Waterschoot
Bass - Wouter Mollen
Drums - Dave Mollen

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