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The Punishing Stage

by Burnt Log

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1.
Pretend 04:05
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Sieve headed watch it drain away Incomprehension is the slap back moment of dread Learned a new thing at school today Won’t take it further ahead Slack jawed missed the joke again Sink in the ground hear the muffled sounds over my head T-rex arms pushing fate away Play dead for the whole day Pretend Don’t want to give it away Offend Crawl under a stone and dip your nose in your gamma ray It’s important to understand the differences between being direct and being rude Directness is frank and honest While rudeness is aggressive and disparaging By using direct speech you can be clear without making your listener feel like they have to defend themselves and their ideas For an interaction to be successful The needs of both communicators needs to be considered Pretend Don’t want to give it away Offend Crawl under stone and dip your nose in your gamma ray You sense You’re on a different plain and You’re friends Are other chicks in the nest Who fatten up as you waste away You’re in a different page And you fear Humiliation is life And Confidence was a holiday Details fall away from me End chat coz the facts crawled out of my head Tongue tied and oblivious Don’t retain what I read Tormented by technology Back turned and it leap frogs over my head Fell behind where I’m supposed to be Forgot the words that you said
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A Disturbance 05:00
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It’s time to fly up to your bed again Please try to stop me seeing red again or green or blue We play stay with me and destroy the heart Then make extravagant gestures and pull our lips apart Make it stop Let it end Are we finally finished now? Happy news will descend and I’m just getting started Appears I’m going to lose head again Please try to stop me seeing red again or green or blue React to something that was said again Should be more careful where you tread again The blames on you This is the greatest thing Ill ever have But it’s not OK Can’t see reason through the blizzard or keep the snide at bay for long Recall scenarios to weaponise I will rack my brain Survey the damage i inflicted and the ground not gained for what? I will hold you and we will be alright Tonight This time I miss- sold you and you will pay the price This time Tonight I en- fold you Stop you taking flight It’s not right But you’re mine For all time
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Rock'n'Roll Tales (My Main Theme) 05:30
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Things that you no longer tolerate Cut them adrift and leave Give them the means to defend themselves Distant bang from their final scene They're my main main theme They're my main main theme You've washed your hands of collections The search for the final piece Scrutinising the details The family tree's last leaf They're my main main theme They're my main main theme Distance yourself from a period An obsession with irrelevant things Leaving them out on a Wednesday What you're finished with I'll always be They're my main main theme They're my main main theme Feeling nostalgic for everything Squeezing the last from a fad Beginning to doubt, the excitement's ran out Is there anything left in the can? They're my main main theme They're my main main theme They no longer die They no longer rest in peace They're not supermen They are mortal just like me They still matter to me I want it back The feeling I still want to believe Their rock'n'roll tales
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Broccoli For A Giant 04:38
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I’m asleep now, but I don’t know that yet. I feel wide awake, more awake than i can remember. Fresh, invigorated and ready for what the day will bring. That said - I don’t anticipate any real challenges. That would be highly unusual. It’s not as if I've got a real job or anything. You know, like a fireman or a doctor, or even something fundamentally important to society like, i don’t know, a bin man or something. But what I mean is IF something challenging WAS to happen today, I would rise up and conquer it. Take the bull by the proverbial horns. I feel like a creative super hero actually. I have no such thing as a bad idea. I am banking it all as everything that enters my mind could be gold. Look here’s another one landing on my shoulder like I’m snow white. I could use this stuff. Maybe even for good. If I was trapped on an island with all the usual male stereotypes fulfilling their roles, I could step up and use my creativity to improve the groups situation in a tangible way. The others would want me on their team fulfilling their lives with my artistic choices. They could not help but be cheered by my unbridled enthusiasm for artistic creation. In their darker moments they could seek solace in my highly original concepts and unique and enthusiastic outlook. Another suitcase of ideas rolls round the inspiration carousel. I look at a tree and i think about that tree as broccoli for a giant and I’m pleased with myself and think that no one has ever thought that before and that I have a unique world view. That I see things in a way that makes me special. Like - does everyone see colours the same? I mean, is what I recognise as orange the same through your eyes? We may all be seeing different colours but with the same names. Do you know what I’m talking about? No probably beyond your ken. This going well. the ideas are pouring out of me like the jackpot on a slot machine. The flood gates are open. I've got so many creative thoughts I could peel them off my wad and toss them nonchalantly on the ground for the unimaginative to greedily snatch from each other whilst I suck on a fat cheroot. I’m like an ornate fountain of inventiveness, constantly spouting original ideas and the grey people would make a pilgrimage to wash their faces in them. I now have so many amazing thoughts that i no longer have time for a job. Wait… this IS my job! Coming up with stuff to enrich peoples lives. to help them see things the way I do. To save them from the humdrum and nourish them with my genius. How will they be able to thank me? In What form will they express their gratitude? In a practical sense perhaps some kind of giving page? Perhaps a more symbolic gesture could take the form of some kind of statue, or monument even? Anyway, that’s their problem. I need to focus all my energies on what’s important. The only thing that really matters - my work. I’m doing this entirely for your benefit. You’re welcome.
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Dormouse 01:52
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I made a joke for you Then I'll turn and you're lost in the land of the sleepy Saving a seat for you You don't return Coz you're hogging the couch of your dreams So sad that I missed you Dormouse There were thrills at the end We'll be sitting through the recap once again
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Repeat The Lonely Refrain 05:40
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Repeat the lonely refrain Repeat the lonely refrain for a second time You don't have to explain We'll try harder to be the next time Repeat the lonely refrain Repeat the lonely refrain for a second time This is the place to be Revealing it's charms to me Force fed a chameleon You're changing your spots Beginning to naw your own tail Gut punch and the stitches burst They're hoisting you up And using your skin for a sail Opposite of essential When you’re lying fermenting in your bed Inhabit the skin you’re in It’s not going to stop You’d better step back from the rail No reason to celebrate You’re sinking the shots You Wake up inside of a whale You feel tongue meat beneath your feet Strapped in with your failures on repeat Repeat the lonely refrain Repeat the lonely refrain for a second time Yeah this is the place to be I'm hiding in history This feeling's only mundane The kind that doesn't deserve the airtime It's only average pain The kind you see on the streets and walk by Repeat the lonely refrain We'll make more effort to be the next time This feeling's only mundane The kind that doesn't deserve the airtime
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Leave The Doldrums 03:44
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Where you are is lovely Can I be where you are for a while? What you are is funny You push and you shove me You carpet our home with all your toys I can see you from my seat You're buying pints and crisps for me It's a scene I want to freeze and stay thirsty Forever eternity There are things that I should know Lay the planets in a row That's the distance we would go To reach the moon There are places where we've been Could be from something that I've dreamed Or perhaps they were just scenes from films I know But I've misremembered them Scary storms rage on our sea every time we disagree We will watch another evening hit the rocks and sink to the bottom We send cheeky cards to made up silly names There is beauty in the folds of the mundane What's not to gain? Leave the doldrums Would it do us any harm? Please can I be in the moment where you are?
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The Punishing Stage 04:49
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Flashing apon the screen War Veterans and liars Try to avoid disease Degenerative inspirers Impossible to achieve Angels are stretched and broken Profits beyond belief Sorry’s till now unspoken Downing a strange balloon Floating towards the island Waiting to be exhumed Following an enquiry Languishing in the queue Listening in the silence Dictators ignore the rules Technology aids the violence We feed Thinking about the things we eat Spreading our toast with our good deeds Banish our past and plant new seeds Greed Pristeen Travel through time remain unseen Taking a while but we’re still keen Inhabiting drawers with what we’ve been Obscene We seep Under your doors while you’re asleep Sit on your chest and watch you breath Clearing your throat with hooks so deep Reep We sow Coins in our coats so we can go To faraway lands and watch them grow Offer our hands to kneed the dough Hope Hey What does this remind you of? Sound familiar? Could it be that you’ve been here before? Ring any bells? Recognise this door? Last time i saw you here you were prone on the floor Clawing at yourself Falling from the highest shelf Flailing around dancing to music in your head Casting aspersions Reenacting versions Displaying your flesh Shouting at demons Incanting old texts Making a noose for your neck Airing your dirty laundry Soiling yourself Clearing the room Racking up debts Descending into depravity Evacuating cavities Abandoning all humanity Curled up in a ball you wept This is a punishing stage and you’re blinded by the sweat
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Lifespan 06:02
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Waiting in line for the sun to go down for the last time i am proud to have known you all my life span Don’t be alarmed in a far distance world there are children with our eyes and our fingers and our souls Broadening their minds from the start taking notes a full reset was required last two spaces on the boat Don’t think of them as new versions we can waste they are clean please don’t taint them make no contact give them space Watching our feet as the ground fell away we are safe in the knowledge the unsullied will remain Waiting in line for the sun to go down for the last time i am proud to have known you all my life span

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released April 21, 2023

Mixed & mastered at Tide Studio London

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Burnt Log is the cinematic bedroom project of lifelong music fanatic Andy Smith.

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