Another demo. Lyrics happily explained to anyone interested.

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Carnard’s a duck without conscience 

It all acts like a sweet machine 

The input / output is unruly 

But has that keen positronic sheen 

And I’m not sure if this is real yet

I hedge my bets oh either way

You’re running late, you’re running empty

The way you move unimprovable 

A broken mind or broken windows 

A shard of glass or neurons full  

Is now the time to disassociate 

Is now the time to rein it in

It’s feeling early in the last days 

But strangely too soon to begin 

The wheels are off for now 

No stabilisers coming down  

The sun is gone for now

But you see it and you feel it anyhow 

A staggered walk across the Downs set

Cinematic, warm, worthy of song  

I wrote this down to make-believe it 

Just needs some trees and I’ll belong

The wheels are off for now 

No stabilisers coming down  

The sun is gone for now

But you see it and you feel it anyhow 

Now is the time to breathe in deeply 

Now is the time to bunt a toe 

In hurtling darkness shadows move fast 

Is that tonight or many years ago?

A staggered walk across the Downs set

Cinematic, warm, worthy of song  

I wrote this down to make-believe it 

Just needs some trees and I’ll belong

The wheels are off for now 

No stabilisers coming down  

The sun is gone for now

But you see it and you feel it anyhow