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Faded Films

by cussen

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1.
In Transit 02:43
Wouldn’t offer to the faint of heart Shouldn’t fight if you’ll die in vain Chart a new territory and forge ahead Don’t look back you’ll just get lost Living on a knife's edge, cutting deep, We look for a sign through the fog Aint it a wonder, We worked through the blunders and Defied all the odds that have plagued most Journey, show us how much we’ve grown Fist full of sand Give me all you’ve got It’s worth its weight in gold dust
2.
Whoever it is, please tell them I’ll be home, before the news gets out Rehearsing lines to say Moving targets get in the way to the punchline Have I not done enough to bridge the mile wide chasm that’s separated us for years Come, sit, the kettle’s boiled Words, more dangerous than bullets Rip through me My heart just hits the ground like a bag of cement One bright sunny day Reminds me how free It felt to have crawled through the pipe that surged and spat me out Into a world that’s blue and green
3.
Spare Fuse 02:44
Hear my perspective dear Tell you the dirt you would’ve known Should you have cared Over and over again Running through All that’s lost But on the mend Hope for that future just yet Ain’t it true Saying it till I’m blue You gotta to get out of your own way Just been peering through that rose tinted lens How long have we been lovers? You say that’s long enough Easy on the breaks, we’re slowing down Wanna turn around and go right back Fairing well, made up on the back nine Juggling the balls I’ve made of my time Ain’t it true Saying it till I’m blue Gotta get out of your own way Kid, there’s light within you Don’t let the fuse blow out Do you even know Why the light in other people glows then fades out? I don’t know and unsure that I’ll find out in this lifetime Do you even know Why the light in other people glows then fades out? I don’t know, but I’m sure I’ll keep searching ’til I fade out
4.
Bloodhound 02:47
I wanna go where the hands have been shaken Sweat will pour down my face Cathedrals burn through the lens of a camera Call came through from on high The tipping point occurs without a warning, cause I know the signals, follow my lead and learn the ground rules Set up the shot for the prime time slot back home, well There’ll be trouble, sharpen that wit and read the city Bloodhound, Are you for real? It’s what it takes to play in this game Lose the smile and learn fast I wanna breathe where the forests have fallen Insect bites down my leg The locals shrug when you ask them en inglés Live in 10 our hearts will bleed
5.
Monumental 02:39
Put the head down, it’s another new chapter, grip your hands at nine and three and keep the engine revs low, because time keeps on gifting As it ticks, cut your teeth, watch ‘em glisten That’s how a stalwart knows You have it or you don’t Don’t mean to pry but Which way you leaning I’ve got some notions and one hammy smile right on your doorstep Tick the names off, pound your feet on the pavement, brew the neighbourhood tea and drink every last drop Help her see, the light of day, her leader is monumental I don’t know, these faces seem ordinary, can’t you see not a brave bright bone in their body Lead us somewhere we want to go Good sense aint common, Burn your manuscript Use intuition Deep insight fishing
6.
Brother Awol 03:10
That scoundrel with the world on his lips Only looking to throw the dice Flick a match, look around, he’s gone swimming in the night light… swimming ’til it gets bright Years gone by, still no sign Has the world been cruel again? Faded films, tales of sin for the company he was in Last we’ve heard, he’s spinning words Feeling sorry for himself No getting through, Brother AWOL, no postcards are due The date on the carton is laughing at you Cut all lines and now all’s fine How you supposed to live in a world that’s so, so, small Touching base and on good terms Like old friends but still hard earned The light has dimmed for those who knew A focussed man, who left the room, there’s… No getting through Brother AWOL, no postcards are due The date on the carton is laughing at you Quick glance across the street Minor wave, a partial smile, made you move your feet A sit down meeting in the central square Cracked me up in the city air Once idle, now never still No time for humour, those stories wear thin I told the jokes, that usually did the trick But there’s no room for love, there’s none of it No getting through Brother AWOL, no postcards are due The date on the carton is laughing at you
7.
Wellspring 02:53
Plan for the future monkey mind has said Sit still and breathe It’s the clarity I seek Eruption’s not to blame These thoughts I reign Let them run free Whether the tides are low or high in the moment You better stay right there Catch that break Lungs to the brim we bellow unknown chants Al rings the bell Kinhin back to where we sit Memories start bubbling, through the cracks, to the fore My god how long have you stared From the depths of my mind Faced head first without a thought Perfections not attained Though flow sustains Through the evenings Whether the tides are low or high in the moment You better stay right there Catch that break

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A collection of seven distant memories that replay over and over in the mind, slowly decaying and gradually losing resolution like faded films.

© 2020 cussen

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released July 17, 2020

Kieran O' Callaghan - Guitar, Bass, Tenor Sax, Lead Vocal, Backing Vocals (all tracks)
Jordan McQueen - Drums (all tracks)
Ultan Lavery - Violin (track 1, 6)
Matt Giella - Trumpet (track 3)
Andrew Nittoli - Vibraphone (track 7)
Marcus Horndt - Fender Rhodes (track 4)
Peter O'Callaghan - Litho Print
Mandy Stafford - Cover Design

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cussen Cork, Ireland

Cussen is a Cork City DIY Music Project, written, performed and produced by songwriter Kieran O’Callaghan. Cussen’s sound is made up of a tapestry of quick-shifting guitar chords, overlaid with a baritone lead vocal, intricate percussion and dotted with strings, horns and keys, blending together elements of alternative rock and chamber pop. ... more

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