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Mean Time

by Quiet Choir

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1.
Temperature 07:23
Who wants the future? Who wants the future to stay? Hold onto your mothership as the world's sinking. I am on top of it holding my flag and I'm waving yours in my other hand.Cling onto your life raft, to save you from sharks and the darkness of love. I'm wearing my red dress, isn't that enough!? Who wants the future to stay the way it is, when her TEMPERATURE's higher than Everest? She says her name is not what you think it is and her voice is higher than ever. You come to your senses, I wake up to mine on the other side, where there is nothing to fear, there is only kindness here. Her temperature's higher than Everest, higher than me it is! Who wants the world to stay the way it is? When her temperature's higher than Everest? The darkest thought you'll ever have is the brightest thing you'll ever know. Her temperature soars and drops. Hear the pin drop. Feel the tear drop.
2.
We are all younger versions of us, we are lovers in the nightclubs. When we're old now is it a BURDEN TO LOVE? We are all younger versions of us, we are strangers on the nightbus. We are all younger versions of us, when it's cold now, is it a burden to love? Strangers. lovers. lovers become strangers, strangers become lovers, love us! We are all younger versions of us, we are all a burden to love.
3.
Slow Dance 03:59
Looking back, no one has moved on. I am still dancing the slow song. Staying up past the wasp curfew, four in the morning comes, we've had a few too many. Looking down, hands moving so fast, I am still singing the SLOW DANCE. Keep my regrets secret, I don't need I told you so's. Sometimes you need to walk past your own window, to see yourself inside. We've had a few too many, we've had a few too many, many, men.
4.
Hands 03:54
I like you a lot, I like you a lot, please don't forget what I forgot. I like your HANDS, I like your hands, so much better, when they're in mine. I like your hand best in my hand,. Please don't forget I like you, please don't forget! I like your hand best in my hand.
5.
Through the trees I see the spire, luxury that I see when I'm high. Through the wind oh that's my view, luxury that I see when I'm with you. Ooh this city has memories of faraway places, ooh it's dawning on me, these memories of FARAWAY FACES. Through the wind, through the trees, through the window I see. I'm coming home soon, don't worry, I'm coming home. I miss you.
6.
All men are really boys, they create and then destroy themselves. If you don't like your own company, come and spend some time with me, cuz I dig you and your darkness too. I dig you and your blues. We talk but we don't talk-talk anymore, you're keeping words behind your wall. Walk the line BETWEEN EXTREMES then come and spend some time with me, cuz I did you and your darkness too. I dig you and your dark side too. I don't feel like this all the time, I don't feel like this, feel like this, feel like this. Is there something I can do? Is there something I can not do? I dig you and your blues.
7.
The Map 03:52
You don't have to say a thing. She don't come close to me, she don't come close. Her radar is broke. You won't find someone better than me but maybe someone better for you. I didn't jump, I was pushed. There's no easy way of looking, believe me I've looked! I'll go this way, you'll go that, I'll take pictures, you'll look at. I'll go this way, you'll turn back. You were the compass, I am THE MAP. We can't stay here, we can't turn around. We should be flying, instead we are hitting the ground. We can't stay, so I'll go this way, you'll come crawling back. You were the compass. I am the map.
8.
As the saying goes, it leaves me all alone. Your heart is mine in the dark, you're on the NEVERENDING SHORES of my love. You can, you can. I can't, I can't. You're on the neverending shores of my love. Everyone else is the tide, my heart is yours in the light. Where do I go to breathe when I don't like what I see (in my mind)? I don't know who or what or why. Where do I go to run and hide? I look up to the heather sky! I can't! I can't! You can! You can! You are! You're on the neverending shores of my mind.
9.
I gave you food to eat and a bed to sleep, they were mine to give, they're not yours to keep. I will shoot you up, I will take you down, to my level, somewhere underground. Life is clear as crystal, life is clear, life is clear as crystal, with a PENNY AND A PISTOL. When the night falls on the lonely man, he will build a bridge, he will build a damn, in his mind so he can't reach you, in his mind so he can't teach. Life is clear as crystal, life is clear, life is clear as crystal, then it disappears. You thought you were the only one to ever exist, to ever feel numb, remember me? Every sound crisp and clear, every taste fresh, every dream spilt, trousers stained from rotten nightmares, forests burning around you. You are white you are golden. Trumpets sound, you are light, you are frozen. My arms busy, my arms free.I remember a time, a time you were so like me. You gave me Neil Young, I gave you Patti Smith, they were ours to give, they are ours to keep.
10.
The Writers 03:22
We are THE WRITERS, we feel it from inside us. We are the writers, we give you something to think about. Inside me is paradise, you're not looking hard enough, you're not seeing (inside me), you don't have the eyes. I don't have the time to explain myself, over and over again. I'm tired of these ties. I loved the layers that wrapped you up so well, the ones you struggle from within to unravel. You'll never breathe my air again, it's in your arrogance to think you could even touch my skin.
11.
Fossils 02:57
You don't know where you are now, you don't know how far you've come. I can see your shadow on the hill boy. I can see your footprint on the sun and my fingerprints are FOSSILS in your skin and bone. You tried so hard to release me, but I had made myself at home. You'll resonate in my afterlife, singing song of nightingale. Blackbirds fly over blue skies, where only you prevail. You don't know where you are now, you don't know how close we came, to making it in the big time. The hourglass of our love ticked away.
12.
Quiet Choir 11:49
It's quiet around me, it's quiet inside me, 'Are you alright in there?' she says, 'Are you alright in there darling?' It's quiet around me, it's quiet without me. What am I waiting for? I'm sitting on a goldmine like you, I feel the quake from underneath, I'm still awake, I can't sleep, I dream of you. Trade a late night out, for a quiet night in. Sitting on a goldmine. It's quiet, quiet, QUIET CHOIR choir, choir. Are you alright in there? I didn't need to mine for my diamond, for my diamond, I'd die. Are you alright?

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Mean Time is a concept album for time, each of the 12 songs representing one of the 12 months and is one hour in length.

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released December 12, 2013

All songs written by Esther Yoxall © 2012
All instruments and vocals recorded at Esther's home studio EMUshrooms, London except:
Drums on JAN, APR, vocals and piano on MAY recorded by Marc Girdlestone @ The Egg Recording Studio, Surrey.
Piano on DEC and acoustic guitar on MAR, SEP, OCT recorded by David Joyson @The Egg Recording Studio.
Drums on FEB, JUNE, NOV, DEC recorded by Matthew Page @ Enterprise Studios, London.
Piano on AUG and Eva Meijer's vocal on DEC recorded by Eva Meijer at her home, Amsterdam.
Jessica Grace's vocal on DEC recorded by herself in her bathroom, London.
All songs produced, edited and mixed by esther @ EMUshrooms. Final Mix by David Joyso, Marc Girdlestone and Esther @The Egg Recording Studio.
All songs mastered by Marc Girdlestone and David Joyson @ The Egg Recording Studio.
Album Artwork photos - John Wilson, except the photo underneath by Esther.
Design and layout by Phoebe Coulton and Esther

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