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Night til Morn

from Roll as a Hexagon by Helen Bell

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2011

lyrics

Pinned onto your walls were abstracts of old wisdom
Copied out and stuck there by your hand
Like an ink and paper exoskeleton
That I tried, but could not reach beyond
The way I thought I used to.

Boxed up in the city with your books and saucepans
Listlessly in love with one so far away
You called me over, ceilidh calling
There’s a dance hall calling us to play
The way we always used to.

Those old nights when we were driving out the beat
Minds entangled, gin-soaked, tongue-tied, shy to speak
But I let my sound slide into yours
And an ache was catching in my throat with every chord
But the buttons and the bellows and the wood and the winding
Demand no bond
Demand no bond of words.

Nothing I could prove, still everything to lose
But what we may have lost is still unnamed
For our mouths have never sealed a promise
That might run the risk of being torn

But if I lost you
I know it's only to all the things you always said you sought
Tied a tag on this belated promise
And it says I know you can't be bought
Just stay warm
From night til morn

So you count the days, then join her where she waits
Meanwhile here's a tune to spark the dusk
By cider-moon and shadowed garden
We uncovered what was overgrown

Caught your old harmonic glossing through my fingers
Caught your eye and caught your sound in mine
And I'll never tell of this if you won't
For this is ours and ours alone

Those old nights when we were driving out the beat
Minds entangled, gin-soaked, tongue-tied, shy to speak
But I let my sound slide into yours
And an ache was catching in my throat with every chord
But the buttons and the bellows and the wood and the winding
Demand no bond
Demand no bond of words.

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from Roll as a Hexagon, released July 7, 2018
Helen Bell – vocal, clavinet, viola, accordion
Tom Drinkwater – drums, bass guitar

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Prog/folk/pop singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist specialising in viola and keyboard instruments.

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