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lyrics
I haven’t been sleeping that well lately
Had some stuff going on
I’m always tired It means, these days I haven’t had allot to dream
But last night, under a street light
I met a man selling dreams
And I don’t have much to trade
So I gave him my left shoe
It was all that I had
For one of his stories
And he asked me who I was
And I wanted a good dream
So I convinced him that I was somebody else
Someone of worth, I thought that would help
And he sold me a story
It was my story
Not of a history or a future
But little moments that are happening right now
In the midst of the mundane and the stable
Like how my daughters feel
When I make them breakfast at 6.30 everyday
And how i do the dad voice when I read a story or
How my wife feels when I tell her she looks good in that dress
And how my oldest girl feels at night when I tuck her in and tell her that I’m proud
Or how my heart feels
When we are sat at a table
Amongst a rainstorm on a Tuesday
And our kids say something that we say the way that they say it
And we just pause and look at each other You know that look
Right there
And everything fell away
And I wanted to explode and tell him that this was me and this was my story
It was something and it was nothing
And it was all the beauty of this world
And I tried to convince him he was talking about me
But he just laughed and said
Yeah ok
Cos no one would deny being themselves would they?
And off he went
In one of my shoes
Full of heart I woke up and I couldn’t really remember much of anything Just that I had a chance of being involved in something bigger than myself Something good
For the good of it all