Out of Nowhere

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Written, performed and recorded by telemetry orchestra.
All songs gavin angus-leppan and charlotte whittingham.
Copyright control.
Mastered by paul gomersall.
Billy inspired by leslie lemke.
Drums on trk 3 and main drums on trk 2 by danny heifetz.
Cover drawing sam whittingham.
Cover design martha harris.
Thanks to oscar, toby, steve and andrew.
www.telemetryorchestra.org
telemetryorchestra@gmail.com
© 2013

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released October 1, 2013

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Track Name: Silvertongue
I can get us in anywhere
And I see you smile,
Not a care
Debonnaire.
Sivertongue in a second-hand suit

All week waits for the call to come.
Doors are opening,
One by one, one by one.
Hooking up to get us inside.
Taking me along for the ride.

Big sounds,
Buzz in the atmosphere.
Pinch myself
Can't believe I am here.

Loose words lead to an argument
And I see him fall
Into it, into it
Red wine spills as he gets to his feet
I'm still dancing,
He's out on the street
Track Name: 60's
Here's a man who makes a stand,
With broken hands
And no sense of irony
Just too flat
To mind the gap
Remember him
In boots and finery

Hold on to 60's

Here's a dandy
Takes the stand
Defender of the received mythology
Never entering your mind,
This world is blind to your design
Here's a song that lingers on
Beneath the thrum
Of the dull machinery

Hold on to 60's

Trace the times
The broken lines
He shrugs and smiles
Like a small apology
He said "we had a purpose then,
it just faded like pachouli scent"
He said: "My mind is paralysed
They froze me in time
My life is fossilised"
Remember him in boots and finery
Track Name: Billy
Billy steps up to the stage
Unaware of the crown, all around
And then he sits and starts to play
And he can play anything, and right now Billy is king.

Oh Billy, I wonder what it's like for you
We may never ever really know the truth
Oh Billy, what does the world sound like to you
We may never ever really know the truth

You woke them with your playin
No-one could explain it
For years you didn't make a sound
Now you can let it out

Oh Billy, I wonder what it's like for you
We may never ever really know the truth
Oh Billy, what does the world sound like to you
We may never ever really know the truth
Track Name: Out of Nowhere
All the ragged friends you never made (was I too good for them?)
Souvenirs you took along the way ('till you had no use for them)
They are all just milestones to you now (with the weeds groan over them)
Now the grain of time has worn you down (now you're overgrown)

All the troubled smiles and furrowed brows (worn with no care for them)
Tiny hooks that pull your head around (thoughts with no end to them)
Disappear like shadows left behind when the light comes over them
When the sunlight pours into your mind

Sun shines out of nowhere

You are with me in the sun
Track Name: Hover
Autumn comes and I can feel
Leaves hit the ground
Stepping on the gravel stones
They fill my head with sound

Wings of a dragonfly
Hover over water
And there is no time
The moment's mine and then it's over

And I say goodbye

Winter comes and I can see
Smoke from the town
Dissolving into nothingness
But still I taste it now

Hey darl it seemed to me
Life was never-ending
Now the moment's mine
There's no design and no pretending

And I say goodbye
Track Name: Trafalgar
A nightmare wakes the lions of Trafalgar Square
They stretch and preen, survey the scenes of disrepair
And shake their giant heads at how the country's gone
At darkness fallen since the setting of the sun.

And from his column Nelson sniffs the atmosphere:
"A country saved, now bankers make the killings here!"
"Ungrateful waistrels should be stateless!" he decrees
"The natural order's fallen into anarchy!