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Lyrics and Music: A. Phillips

Watch scenes from a memory

Play by the lakeside

Lost parts of the scenery

There in a halflife

 

He walks, he walks beside the lake

Fade in, fade out, a loop he makes

Through silver birches flickering

By concrete towers he disappears

Disappears

 

Watch him from the road

Framed between the railings 

Cut between the stones

And the concrete buildings

 

Reactor one, reactor two

Are cooler now,  and out of use

While in the café cans of coke 

Grow slowly flat

Like isotopes 

 

Watch scenes from a memory

Play by the lakeside

Lost parts of the scenery

There in a halflife

Slate mines in the forestry

Shells by the roadside

Lost parts of the scenery

There in a half life

 

Watch him from the road

Framed between the railings 

Cut between the stones

And the concrete buildings

 

"...because in the imagination you know there's always perfection...in reality, there isn't. Can't be. Can't be. Because in the imagination if you see a fault it changes. It changes just like a cloud, you see. And you can always have perfection in your own mind - it's always beautiful. But when you put it down, when you build it, all the faults are there."

— Sir Basil Spence, from 70s tv documentary 'The Pacemakers' —

Halflife

Taken from the 2015 album, Everyone Was A Bird

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