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Homesick
05:07
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Chasing a train through my hometown
Landscape passes by now
The ticket heavy in my pocket with a new city to roam
Destination unknown
Don’t tell me I’m afraid of what’s to come
Don’t remind me that I’m away from my love
Though there’s a future waiting around the corner
I’ve been stuck to you since the day I truly saw ya
I have never known myself to not need someone to hold
I'm growing old
Snapped from a spinning carousel
Used to spin, now not so well
Silver trim, let me swim in golden inlay
For one more day
I've never known myself like I know you
I’ve never really known what holds true
I’m like an ambulance just chasing a commotion
Do I ever let my heart just stop in slow motion?
I have never been the type to see the light through the fog
Homesick is prologue
No hope about it
I’ll always need you next to me
No way to doubt it
We will always sing our melody
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Shroud
03:28
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40 miles between me and my love
Two days a week is not enough
When the dawn brings the morning sun
From behind the fog will come
But it’s just a low cloud
Just a low cloud
Just a slow shroud
And it’s below me now
You’ve been my missing piece for all our lives
It just took time to grow to size
Eyelash bounce as you close your eyes
A foggy future finally realised
It’s in sight now
Take a right now
Just a slow shroud
It’s before me now
But it’s just a low cloud
Just a low cloud
Just a slow shroud
And it’s below me now
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Bloom
03:44
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Dew on web and chestnut falls
Leaves are left by student halls
Fog in the distance, are you calling to me?
You’re crawling to me
Independence is a friend of loneliness
Clocks spin slower when the time feels like a test
Dew on web and fence rail steel
No spider there and no trapped meal
Drowned on an autumn morn
At the taste of dawn
Independence is a friend of loneliness
Clocks spin slower when the time feels like a test
A piece of paper is at the end of all this stress
But at least the morning’s fresh
Dew on web and life is true
Left to fend for my own tunes
Far away love, are you drawing me?
Autumn morning, are you drowning me?
Fog in the distance, are you calling to me?
You’re crawling to me
Midnight hue is purplish-blue
I only smile when I’m with you
My eyes are drooping, sleep is due
A good winter starts to bloom
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Phill Vidler London, UK
With a melodic storytelling style matched with evocative lyricism, Phill Vidler paints a dense canvas that is easy to lose yourself in. Phill is a prolific force of creativity and uses a growing inventory of equipment to evolve his sound.
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