Step Inside
Close to you, in a foreign land,
Our secret life, a mystic waveband,
Magic lit the dark with music for lanterns,
Queer in exile, we traced the water fountain.
It’s all right, it’s all right,
To step inside for a while,
So why would we not step inside, long white nights,
To find something good, something real.
Step inside,
For real, this time.
Floating on your line of desire,
Hidden, endless, balancing wire,
If only you and I could get it together,
Would you let me in to something good, real.
It’s all right, it’s all right,
To step inside for a while,
So why would we not step inside, long white nights,
To find something good, something real.
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Step inside,
For real, this time.
Step inside,
For real, this time.
Step inside,
Step inside,
Step inside,
For real, this time,
Are you for real, this time.
Dream Like a Child
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I travel nowhere, night after night,
And return somewhere closer to life.
But even if I had good reasons why,
Not to sing the years goodbye,
I would find I sing to the song of old,
And dream on like the son of old I sing to,
Sing to the song of old,
And dream on like a child.
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I know you think it ain’t rational,
Not justifiable at all,
To be still living in this dream,
Yet to be realised, yet to be reality.
But even if I had good reasons why,
Not to be crafting alibis,
I would find I sing to the song of old,
And dream on like the son of old I sing to,
Sing to the song of old,
And dream on like a child.
Dream like a child, forever,
Dream like a child, forever,
Dream like a child, forever,
Dream like a child, forever,
Dream like a child, forever.
Dream like a child,
Dream like I’m a child,
Dream like a child,
Dream like I’m a child.
I Will Stop Time to Carve You Out of Air
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I hear the rain, feel the lightness,
I become the hum of the silence,
Your still appearance is the silence,
Your still appearance is the silence.
And I will stop time,
And I will stop time to carve you out of air.
For one bright star, I reel in the distance,
A sound for you in space between us,
Your still appearance is the distance,
Your still appearance is the distance.
And I will stop time,
And I will stop time to carve you out of air.
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And I will stop time,
And I will stop time,
And I will stop time,
And I will stop time.
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For one bright star,
For one bright star,
For one bright star,
For one bright star...
In Reflection of Eyes
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Goodbye, old friend,
Laughter, joy and innocence,
Bathed in a filtered light,
The grief beyond, it fell like rain.
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What a dream we held,
What a dream we held.
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When we die, all forgotten,
In another life, in reflection of eyes.
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Goodbye, old friend,
No more corners left to turn,
A new life crept in,
The past it moved into the sea.
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What a dream we held,
What a dream we held.
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When we die, all forgotten,
In another life, in reflection of eyes,
In another life, in reflection of eyes,
In another life, in reflection of eyes.
Black Water Free
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Out of the shadows, into a distant world,
Calaveras swing from olive trees,
Green as the shore, cool as the blue,
Open the heart, pour out the earth,
Two lights upon the black water free.
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In waking dreams, I was submerged,
In the living sea, I fell to the sky,
And curved around the air to breathe.
Salt water,
Black water free.
A voice in the fireflies, I heard once,
Softly wept for hours, teardrops,
With flowers of gold and silver skin,
Time pretends, sold to the wind,
Two lights upon the black water free.
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In waking dreams, I was submerged,
In the living sea, I fell to the sky,
And curved around the air to breathe.
Salt water,
Black water free.
Salt water,
Black water,
Salt water,
Black water.
Mandorlo Fades to Petrichor
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Take my hand to hold,
Under the rite of stars,
Full of promise and forever-loss.
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Leave it all for antiquity,
If you’re with me, then I’m with you.
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In love, bending light,
The sound of the fall,
In love, bending light.
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Fear is a captive bird,
Calling out your name,
Mandorlo fades to petrichor,
Why not dare to know.
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Leave it all for antiquity,
If you’re with me, then I’m with you.
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In love, bending light,
The sound of the fall,
In love, bending light,
The sound of the fall,
In love, bending light,
The sound of the fall,
In love, bending light.
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Don’t leave me in the night,
Don’t leave me the sunrise,
Don’t leave me in the night,
Don’t leave me the sunrise,
Don’t leave me in the night,
Don’t leave me the sunrise,
In love, bending light.
Blackbird, Box Hill
In a deep daydream,
Inarticulate, I seem.
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Is it the song, the sound, that never dies,
Is it you, are you, what I hear in my heart,
Always, hear in my heart, always,
I can be with you now, always,
If the song, the sound, never dies.
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Unchained from the surface,
Blue yearning neurosis.
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Is it the song, the sound, that never dies,
Is it you, are you, what I hear in my heart,
Always, hear in my heart, always,
I can be with you now, always,
If the song, the sound, never dies,
If the song, the sound, never dies.
Sailing Memory
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On this eve of quiet repair,
Soothing deep, the calm sea air,
Kiss of truth dissolves the ire,
Far beyond want or desire.
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By nurture of no illusion,
My spirit soars in flight,
With your company,
In the kind and settled night.
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Sailing memory,
Softly blossoming to be,
Of a rhythm sublime,
Gentle liminal high.
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An elegant ease,
A delicate mind,
Beauty threading,
Ribbons of light.
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By nurture of no illusion,
My spirit soars in flight,
With your company,
In the kind and settled night.
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Sailing memory,
Softly blossoming to be,
Of a rhythm sublime,
Gentle liminal high.
Kiss of a Wave
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There are days that ache silently, like the river that runs,
Through the plagues and fires and fall of empires,
To wonder are we only atoms of dust,
Moments lost, memories we trust,
To indulge appetites ordinary riches cease to satisfy,
And nights in the dark.
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There are nights that yearn for the honey,
Upon the whispering breeze,
Through the churchyards, rolling hills, wild valleys,
And water mills,
To wonder are we only words that we hold,
From the same old stories, forever retold,
To merely grace this stage in the roles we play,
And nights in the dark.
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I light up inside,
I light up inside.
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I light up inside,
Piping merrily in mind,
Of a time content, and yet,
A love that came and went,
A love that came and went,
A love that came and went,
A love that came and went.
If All Love Needs
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Tar-black under grief,
Sliding in a slow crash,
Painted blind, cold.
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Won't somebody burn a little light,
Open the darkness wide,
Won’t somebody burn a little light,
Split the darkness wide.
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Sunken night-swimming,
Regressing for my tears,
I can’t let go.
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Help me, somebody, burn a little light,
Open the darkness wide,
Won’t somebody burn a little light,
Split the darkness wide.
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If all love needs, tell me why,
If all love needs was right,
If all love needs, you and I,
Boy, can you tell me why,
Boy, can you tell me why,
If all love needs,
If all love needs,
If all love needs, tell me why,
If all love needs was right...
Dried Flowers
Dried flowers in a room, an afternoon,
Rye in light, walking by the riverside,
Visions of youth, saudade dreams at the door,
Of Radclyffe Hall, blushing to speak,
Pouring sand of life on cobblestones.
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It’s a long way back to begin again,
It’s a long way back to begin again.
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Slipping away, musing-time escapes,
Ambivalence, vanished hours,
Years tangled up in myth, truth and lies.
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It’s a long way back to begin again,
It’s a long way back to begin again.
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Lift the song a little higher, now, again,
Until the feeling out,
Lift the song a little higher, now, again,
Until the feeling out,
Lift the song a little higher, now, again,
Until the feeling out,
Lift the song a little higher, now, again,
Until the feeling out.
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Let me find a way,
Find a way,
I will.
Let me find a way,
Find a way,
I will.
Let me find a way,
Find a way,
I will.
Let me find a way,
Find a way.
True Burning Colours
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Suddenly, you were someone new,
Mute in darkness, our love withdrew.
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Slowly, I turned around,
In time I've lost, I've found,
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True,
True,
True burning colours of mine.
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I was gaslit, poisoned, pushed away,
Who you really were, you couldn’t say.
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It's easier now to let go,
In time I've lost, I've found,
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True,
True,
True burning colours of mine.
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Can you see now, smoke rising above the fire,
Can you see now, smoke rising above the fire,
Can you see now, smoke rising above the fire.
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True,
True,
True burning colours of mine,
True burning colours of mine.
"Queer in Exile: Live Demos" by Award Sensibly.
All songs recorded live in 2025 in Canterbury, England.
All songs written by Award Sensibly.
© 2025 Award Sensibly
