Danger in the Past
Careless memories always lie
Times and places you can't buy
From years ago
Boys and girls that you once knew
All grown up and over you
Won't let you go
Photographs are bittersweet
Future plans are in retreat before too long
Hearts once broken never mend
Stay infected to the end
They never heal
Souvenirs that you can feel
Won't give up what they reveal
They never will
Everything that you pursue one more step ahead of you
So sad to tell you that you won't belong
You can't turn back the clock and see the world anew
Did everybody change but you
Careless memories always lie
Scentless traces you can't hide
The years ago
Boys and girls that you once knew all grown up and over you
Won't let you go
Everything that you pursue one more step ahead of you
But you don't know
Don't look back - there's danger in the past
Don't go back - you knew it couldn't last
Life moves pretty fast
But there's danger
Danger in the past
The Hive
You can see the future - just stop and look around yer. Oh, this impossible world was never meant to be. And maybe we get what we deserve -
I've seen the evidence. Packaged experience, things I want but know I'll never need. The fame economy, doll choreography the culture of
complaint won't seek to understand. The daisies in the sun mutate but still stay beautiful. Always looking forward to a time when you'll look back
on this and smile. No way. No way.
City comedown, same as our town. With this ring I see through every ocean rising, advertising they won't stop until it's all in bits upon the ground.
Screensave faces, Chinese walls divide, monitors flicker but I only saw the light behind your eyes. We're part of a problem with no solution.
Everywhere you go, everything sold cheap. Someone's gonna pay. From the daily rail to the NME, sing the same old song:
"They build you up they knock you down, fifteen minutes counting down. Changes like the weather. You built me up you won't knock me down - I'm
keeping both feet on the ground. And it's getting better!"
Too much time's gone past. It's winter, summer, spring. Short sleeves in March. Wake up, forage, eat, fuck, sleep and make it better, a little
better, always better - and then some more. Solemnly we piss away the peace before the war that always comes.
What if I could take you back to yesterday again? Away from Kajadoodoo clerks and crazy frogs and optimists making poverty history. And was
there anything else?.
Back in 1980s, first thing you see - where are all the dandies? And you shouldn't trust your memories. So banal and real and like it never went
away. Banned from the bookies, "Hey, mister, we got lucky!. Two for The Smiths, please. And a can of Quatro." Starring in a film no-one will ever
see.
But you can see the future.
Careless memories always lie
Times and places you can't buy
From years ago
Boys and girls that you once knew
All grown up and over you
Won't let you go
Photographs are bittersweet
Future plans are in retreat before too long
Hearts once broken never mend
Stay infected to the end
They never heal
Souvenirs that you can feel
Won't give up what they reveal
They never will
Everything that you pursue one more step ahead of you
So sad to tell you that you won't belong
You can't turn back the clock and see the world anew
Did everybody change but you
Careless memories always lie
Scentless traces you can't hide
The years ago
Boys and girls that you once knew all grown up and over you
Won't let you go
Everything that you pursue one more step ahead of you
But you don't know
Don't look back - there's danger in the past
Don't go back - you knew it couldn't last
Life moves pretty fast
But there's danger
Danger in the past
The Hive
You can see the future - just stop and look around yer. Oh, this impossible world was never meant to be. And maybe we get what we deserve -
I've seen the evidence. Packaged experience, things I want but know I'll never need. The fame economy, doll choreography the culture of
complaint won't seek to understand. The daisies in the sun mutate but still stay beautiful. Always looking forward to a time when you'll look back
on this and smile. No way. No way.
City comedown, same as our town. With this ring I see through every ocean rising, advertising they won't stop until it's all in bits upon the ground.
Screensave faces, Chinese walls divide, monitors flicker but I only saw the light behind your eyes. We're part of a problem with no solution.
Everywhere you go, everything sold cheap. Someone's gonna pay. From the daily rail to the NME, sing the same old song:
"They build you up they knock you down, fifteen minutes counting down. Changes like the weather. You built me up you won't knock me down - I'm
keeping both feet on the ground. And it's getting better!"
Too much time's gone past. It's winter, summer, spring. Short sleeves in March. Wake up, forage, eat, fuck, sleep and make it better, a little
better, always better - and then some more. Solemnly we piss away the peace before the war that always comes.
What if I could take you back to yesterday again? Away from Kajadoodoo clerks and crazy frogs and optimists making poverty history. And was
there anything else?.
Back in 1980s, first thing you see - where are all the dandies? And you shouldn't trust your memories. So banal and real and like it never went
away. Banned from the bookies, "Hey, mister, we got lucky!. Two for The Smiths, please. And a can of Quatro." Starring in a film no-one will ever
see.
But you can see the future.
Vanilla Swingers
Vanilla Swingers is a London-based vocal/instrumental duo comprising Miles Jackson and Anne Gilpin. Their debut album, also called
Vanilla Swingers, tells the story of two people who meet in 2005, go back in time to 1985, lose each other, then meet again in 2015. The
story's themes include the desire to escape one's confines (be they geographical, self-imposed or due to the laws of physics), post-humanist
politics and romantic love. Vanilla Swingers' music ranges from the polished pop of Danger In The Past to the freeform prog stylings of The
Hive. The Vanilla Swingers album will be released 11 August as a free download and a limited edition CD. More information at
www.vanillaswingers.com and www.myspace.com/vanillaswingers
Vanilla Swingers, tells the story of two people who meet in 2005, go back in time to 1985, lose each other, then meet again in 2015. The
story's themes include the desire to escape one's confines (be they geographical, self-imposed or due to the laws of physics), post-humanist
politics and romantic love. Vanilla Swingers' music ranges from the polished pop of Danger In The Past to the freeform prog stylings of The
Hive. The Vanilla Swingers album will be released 11 August as a free download and a limited edition CD. More information at
www.vanillaswingers.com and www.myspace.com/vanillaswingers
If You Fall
Look at the stars
They don't care about you or anything we do
They burn so bright
So turn away next time they say
"Here's something new you'll never see, could never do"
When you read the news remember
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything
You got the job so go back to school
Where everything you do just kills dead time
The useless deeds the business needs
And never stops to wonder what's the reason why
On your way to work remember
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything that passes by you
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything
Look at the stars
They don't care about you or anything we do
They burn so bright
So turn away next time they say
"Here's something new you'll never see, could never do"
When you read the news remember
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything
You got the job so go back to school
Where everything you do just kills dead time
The useless deeds the business needs
And never stops to wonder what's the reason why
On your way to work remember
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything that passes by you
If you fall for this you'll fall for anything
