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released October 10, 2008

Personnel: Richard Brown, Mackay, Jack Kelly, Sophie Thurston, Glenn Cumiskey

Artwork: Megan Herbert

Engineer: Janee Robertson
Mastering: Byron Mitchell

Recorded August-September 2008 at Sound Solution Mastering, Hackney



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Track Name: Cameras Obscured
A hand-held box can only hint
Through glints in mirrors and lights in prisms
At each era's sights imprisoned
With welded locks of fingerprints

A set top box can only tell
Through charging leads and cable connections
Of escapist fabled projections
That run amok and pick their cells

A hand-held box can only point
By timing waves and decoding signals
To your global ground positions
Not find those lost within themselves
Track Name: Fall Back
Fall back
Fall back into these arms dear
Lie back
Lie back I'll keep you warm here

Curl up
Curl up into these arms dear
Lie down
Lie down I'll keep you warm here

Roll back
Roll back those years take me home dear
Come back
Come back it's cold alone here
Track Name: Howling Wind
Howling wind where do you live?
Howling wind where've you been?

The trees are being rustled
All the leaves have regrown
Dandelion clock is counting
On your current to get sewn

Howling wind where do you live?
Howling wind where've you been?

The sea is in a tussle
With the gale being blown
The turbulence is mounting
All the gulls have dropped like stones

You whistle
You're invisible
Track Name: A Similar Face
An unlit cobbled lane
Behind a monument to baker's flames
Is the crime scene
The dynamite explodes
The column is toppled onto the road
Where it once stood

A nearby neon glow
Disguises hazy ghost of Sherlock Holmes
With a case to solve
Wears a hat with covered ears
Although his pipe has now disappeared
In a cloud of smoke

No need to hunt for clues
See how easy it is to deduce
Expect no evidence
Secure closed circuit feeds
The magnifying glass of liberty
Protects us all

Sniffed out by basset hounds
They track the scent along the underground
Where the suspect waits
He's shot straight to the floor
His game of chance is lost with sliding doors
As he boards the train.

The chalk outlines his shape
Such an elementary mistake
That gets washed away
He seemed to fit the bill
A similar face is all it takes to be
A criminal