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Three Minutes to Midnight

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Our new Christmas song! Actually it's more New Year-ish. Whatever it is, it's seasonal, and only a little bit cynical, with a message of peace and love and things. Put it on your Walkman and enjoy.x

lyrics

There are songs on repeat and receipts in my pocket
We all know it’s coming and nothing can stop it
The office is decked and I’m forced to reflect on the child that I turned out to be

And I have more regrets that I care to remember
And peace is as likely as snow in December
The chances that passed, cos I couldn’t be arsed, or I just didn’t know how to see

And I sigh by the firelight
How the year never turns out to plan
But at three minutes to midnight
You reach out and hold my hand

There’s a man with a map making lists by the dozen
His finger is hovering over the button
And nothing says love or it’s you I’m thinking of like an advert that bores you to tears

So I’m burning the oil as if there’s nothing finer
Than black seas in Mexico, grey skies in China
And the wolf at the door says he’d like to do more but I can’t sleep here

Children rejoice cos the market is free, now go make some money for me, for me
Oh just sell your belongings on the streets

And we sigh by the firelight, how the year never turns out to plan
At three minutes to midnight, you reach out and hold my hand

There are too many cons singing too many love songs
Is it really so wrong just to want number one?

And of course there’ll be snow on Kilimanjaro but if you believe what you read then tomorrow we’ll all be between the devil and rising sea levels, so better the barman you know

Children rejoice cos the market is free, they’re all making money from me, from me
I’ll just sell my belongings on the streets

And we sigh by the firelight, how the year didn’t turn out to plan
At three minutes to midnight

So we sing 'For Auld Lang Syne'; half the words we don’t understand
At three minutes to midnight, you reach out and hold my hand

credits

released December 20, 2016
Written and performed by Tom Ashton and Rob Stringer, and featuring the extraordinary mandolin talents of Dan Allen, and the remarkable violin and vocal talents of Lucrezia Tincani.

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