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The View From Stow Hill Lyrics
How did this town get so old
The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold
Always caught in between
The capital and the ‘other’ country
Always caught in between
The river and the valley
You can still see the bullet holes
You can still sense a little hope
Crushed dreams and the martyrs too
Silent-ghostly-still so confused
Look up to the skies – avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I’m not looking
Look up to the skies – avoid the casual litter
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I’m not looking
The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold
Always caught in between
The capital and the ‘other’ country
Always caught in between
The river and the valley
You can still sense a little hope
Crushed dreams and the martyrs too
Silent-ghostly-still so confused
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I’m not looking
Running from the pitiful nihilism
The misguided tweets the sad facebooking
Cheapness surrounds me but I’m not looking
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Submitted by
manic4manics On Jul 26, 2014
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This song starts off being about Newport, but after one verse about its geographical and spiritual location and another about the Chartist uprising, it comes to the realisation that Newport is far too boring a place to sing about and resorts to a Wildean stance of lying in the gutter but looking at the stars.
(Which is a lovely thought, but would be lovelier if it wasn't always fucking raining.)