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1.
01:05
2.
04:56
Small conversation No consideration Just walk away without anyone asking Just like you wanted Put locks on doors Don’t be ashamed of anything I’m sure you meant it all Because I’m still waiting For you to show some interest in this Motionless, We lie there, don’t speak Its fullness Its fullness won’t leave Dead furniture With the room still spinning Why don’t you ever smile Would you show me how Could you show me how A smile gets remembered Left behind now Further with every step Strangers to me It’s hard to find the words When they only fall on deaf ears Is there something more I’m dying for a difference This nothing We cling onto nothing Wait in the recovery line and spring Unheard Unknown Unrecognisable Unafraid Unaltered and unseen So esteemed in defeat There’s honour in holding beliefs In ignominy At speed Please don’t dilute the memory Clutching at straws Incandescent, but flawed
3.
Once so proud and tall It’s worse not expecting falls Don’t think of it as home Don’t think of it as anything When we’re just out of reach Put out a call for your last name But the calls keep coming back to me Around we searched for hours We looked for days until we dropped Remember this You know Fresh set of bandages Replacement eyes and ears We chalked the lines We walked them out As birthdays came and went Without you there And say to yourself "This’ll be perfect when I’m done. If I’m ever done" Waste an hour or two Staring up at six of six Brave or brazen She was a little bit of both A torn-up sketchbook Of yesterday’s forgotten future Some 50ft high heaven A shrine to blinking lights Put out a call for your last name But the calls keep coming back to me By intimate design Far too bold to be lifeless As they tear you down They’ll judge on the lives you took Not the time you saved So hard to see this go Struck off the map And now we’re floating debris in the breeze An island only Put out a call for your last name But the calls keep coming back to me
4.
I saw no way of seeing around corners The heavens were stitched Some dot-dash come smile Lights surrounding hemispheres And back it slid And I alone Sunrise Pour light on this void Sunrise When days become diagrams Snowfall Roll it up and sell it on Collecting on fractions of light Some circular pattern repeating In endless consent Blue aspic set eyes Sing a chorus of misery And back it slid And I alone Just a speck on a ball Spinning In circular motion Without knowledge or notion
5.
04:35
Lover of the longest shot Came swimming through the water Pale and thin Taker of the shortest breath Been waiting for a while Fearing every day that passed Wondering if this is the night you’d be drawn in Making the unknowing turn Making sense of the unknown For this to be forgotten I’d have to be devoted to forgetting And as the sunlight sets sights On memories in corners Try to fight this Tired of the holding on Now the current is too strong for you to swim An overdose in the undertow Sitting up and looking down As your eyes reappear Re-scan the page, a familiar shape A tilt, a taste, elixir This is no accident This is the way it’s made to be This is no great mistake This is the way it’s made to be Born to fight it So as a personal favour And where at least we’re able Try to fight this It was a lesson well taught And if I was the last thought You’re forgetting Am I ahead of the curve? Am I ahead of what’s making you ill? Am I ahead of my nerves? Am I outrunning? For this to be forgotten I’d have to be devoted to forgetting And as the sunlight sets sights On memories in corners Try to fight this
6.
01:01
7.
06:50
I’ll scan the room You circulate You take the lead I’ll stand behind Much still remains Step and repeat Gauge indicates that it’s early days Born to fall behind Does this sound familiar? Compare and contrast The ticket stubs you’ve thrown away Two words from foe to foe on primetime Was it meant to be? The scene of all our greatest days Or just a glance From friend to friend in end-time? Born to fall behind Does this sound familiar? I’ll do my damnedest No respite for the amputees What’s to say If you can’t catch it you can’t have it Slow to perceive A tree grown from the smallest seed Eclipses light Defining darkness way beneath them Wasting away Like centuries that’ve gone before You’ll disappear Too scared to raise your voice Incomplete Settle for less or settle the score Fire rages on But it all seems so far from you The blackest lungs The purest heart We’ll keep you in mind For the fall behind This is the time we fall for it This is the time we fall for it again This dust on my chest Was once part of the earth Now this part of the earth Is wed to me So much remains So it must remain
8.
Obliged to feed the subconscious With what you need In the absence of ideas or concepts Repeat: “I’m the strongest one, I’m the stable one” The gentlest push through the door Tie the hands And shackle the feet What seemed so important When we were them Scratch in spirals that line every surface The patterns distract the pain Mute contemporaries fear the falling As you tear the deeds Post industrial broke isolation Needs belief You’re the conscious one You’re the able one The eroding coastlines and shores Make the waves abandon the seas Sooner or later These ties and lines That try to connect us all Will fail and break Scratch in spirals that line every surface The patterns distract the pain No reward deemed fit for our purpose A cold to make winter seem tame There’s no relief for this sting Such cruel truth to be accepting of What a way to discover We were playing for keeps Same guns pointing the same way This shot will ring How it seemed They couldn’t divide us all But there we go Blind into a fall Take a step back It’s how I’ll remember This chosen way Well, one of the ways
9.
01:03
10.
07:54
Proof read injury Like lucid comatose Far off hopefulness But I will stay For the idol That glares from the mantle Seized in an instant I’m afraid it had to be this way Conflict with no end Prisoner with intention No language could imitate We are so far away from the union And years become echoes Post marked envelopes Addressed to the room I’m in Process is emptying While you abstain From the shoulders up All that I have of you No sense to the order Is everything within a frame Garments stitched for us, faithfully Will cover the bruises We’ve learned to self medicate We are so far away from the union And years become echoes Nothing left to say To anyone at all Redistribute the pages To everyone you know Nearer to our ignorance Nearer to the dust Nearer to the stillness Nearer to a must No longer at ease No longer able All these hours All these years Held it down Fixed to stay Locked along the halls So I can’t go Look behind Trails of indecision plug the gaps But that was then Good enough, fine for now Try to keep it level for the crowd And this is now
11.
06:26
Dust keeps settling On instruments retired in empty homes Silence deafening Strings collecting memories on their own Long dead live-wire An ember in a room gone so cold Rebuild the fire You’re the fuel to throw the spark into We’ll hold you up My seatbelt snapped My head is cracked Floating flames of all these maps Your brilliant eyes The shocks and kicks I’d do anything for and almost did Adjusting the ground The endless shift The battered and bleak The broken down The endless hours of boarded doors We wander around Always the enemy Misguided impressions Of the loneliest thoughts Decode the apathy Disregard it Discard it Electrify us The customary hours With pastels, chalks and paints And with them my friend What got you there? Your glasses were smashed The table stared And I’ve been dying to say My seatbelt snapped My head is cracked Floating flames of all these maps Your brilliant eyes The shocks and kicks Adjusting the ground To endless shifts We’ll hold you up regardless We’ll hold you up
12.
04:24
He guaranteed That he’d be there, be supportive Try to be the person they both wanted The hardest thing Take a drink and take the silence Try not to fall As the vacuum starts to call Turn on lights At last he knew so little Someone else must remember how it was Nothing less than nothing That’s what matters Look around This is all that he has owned Bright visions Came to haunt him Of a world That should and could have all been his A world of intellect And sensibility Now lay in his mind Forever drenched in disbelief And laid to rest Broke three bones of his fist against the wall Mouth twitches into a series of new shapes Still the same Still the cornerstone inside From to time to time He wishes things would slow down And this night you’ve thrown away Is so cold One more light to lead the way In circles In the middle of throwing down the arms You inhaled an ending to the story In bad taste you salivate for silence And choke a new first line You count the grains of sand I’ll drive nails through my feet and my hands You be the storyboard I’ll be the under explored

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released May 17, 2019

Produced by Holding Patterns and Andy Hawkins
Recorded and mixed by Andy Hawkwins
at The Nave, Leeds, UK in May & June of 2018
Studio assistant: Jay Russell
Mastered by Dave Draper

Tracks 1, 6 & 9 recorded and mixed by Jim Cork
Drums on 9 recorded by Jay Dean and Jim Cork
at Dubrek Studios, Derby, UK in February of 2017

‘Centered At Zero’ contains extracts from the poem
‘I Saw No Way—The Heavens Were Stitched’ by Emily Dickinson

Design and layout by Jim Cork
Photo by Valeria Deiana

℗© 2019 Holding Patterns

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Holding Patterns Derby, UK

Loud guitar band.
Former members of Crash of Rhinos.
Double LP ‘Endless’, OUT NOW!

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