Abigail from Joy Machine by Dizraeli

Abigail

Somebody quick
Tell her story
She's forgotten she was ever born
Dress her in metaphors come
describe the smell of gorse for her
So she can live it like I lived it
The Cornish cliffs
Both our parents there, bourbon biscuits
and a flask of tea
The sea is so cold, your feet've froze
Use a sock to scrub the sand from out between your toes
You feel that?
It's good innit.
Even though it grates a little it is raw existence give it time
and revel in it
Dinner's set for five tonight up at the house
We'll leave the window wide for you
Come sit inside for once
Your father's proud.
I know you've never tasted Mum's food
It's wicked
Every day's a different dish
and love's forever served with it
Call her Whippet
It's her nickname - she likes it
Try it. Say it
Though your voice is paper thin and quiet
We can work it louder
It's our duty to
We'll make a body for you out of string and superglue
Give you clothes and take your photo
Place it there among our own in frames
and every phrase we say
we'll say … eh
We'll give you clothes and take your photo
Place it there among our own in frames
and every phrase we say
we'll say your name

Abigail
You're never going back there
You're never going back
this I promise
I promise
Abigail

And if you're laying in the void there
I'll hold you
You're too young to know a cold truth
Come
let's find a firefly
Dance it down the hedgerows
I'll pick out the soundtrack
Abby have my headphones
Here. Put em in. Press the button
Hear music in the centre of your head / skull all a sudden
Surging
Don't be fearful! That's a small miracle
The world's chock-full of bigger ones
Bigger wonders jostle for your eyes and ears
Pick a bunch
See how we humans alchemise whatever's given us
And turn ideas to solid fact
How boss is that?
With a bit of love
Plane's in the air
Train's on the track
I wonder what you woulda bin
If you'd bin a grown up
Pretty sure you'd have had the living thing sewn up
And sorted
Come let's lay around
Watch the planets roll through
And if you're crying in the void there
I'll hold you

• 140bpm
• Electronic
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• bass music
• contemporary jazz
• jazz
• underground
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