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Pilot

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I don’t know how to behave
Reacting. Fists dangling
About the same time everyday
Sometimes an outfit blows
in from the street
I can bring in the boats and sleep
But the old flag knits and rises
Shells and shards dust the yard
I wish it was white. I wish it was white
But it needs blood for the new erection

I try to be light, stop the low talk
But I am coward and Camus was right
You slide like a bangle down the days arm
And wait in the hand to be given away
But I don’t deserve it, I won’t wear it
I know it’s a gift but Christmas is gone
I’m ashamed of the quiet
but I want to be silent
All this practice and still no grace

I get so anxious I need a tattoo
Something binding that hides me
But when the time comes to design it
It opens up like height under a pilot
Like height under a pilot
It opens up like height under a pilot

All songs by
Aldous Harding
Published by
Domino Publ. Co. Ltd

Produced by
John Parish

Mixed by
John Parish and Ali Chant
at Playpen Studios, Bristol

Recorded by
Joe Jones
at Rockfield Studios,
Monmouth, Cymru

Overdubs recorded by
Oliver Baldwin
at J&J Studios, Bristol

Mastered by
Jason Mitchell
at Loud Mastering, Taunton