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Ghosts

by Joe Bailey

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1.
For all that I know, I'm just a kiss goodbye. With all that I know, the dreamboat is sinking. There's nothing quite like feeling helpless, A hazard waiting to implode. A life defined by the wrong decisions. There's nothing quite like feeling pointless, A body ready to corrode, A life designed by the wrong incisions. For all that I know, I'm made of dynamite. With all that I know, no one is winning. There's nothing quite like feeling helpless, A hazard waiting to implode. A life defined by the wrong decisions. There's nothing quite like feeling useless. A body ready to explode. The wrongs and the rights come around every night To spin my broken world. They string me up until the colours are drained. The days and the nights fly away out of sight One blink, I miss it all. When I think I've found the right track, We split the crumbling tarmac, and it all turns black. I'm dreaming, receding, I'm feeling feelings. There's nothing quite like feeling helpless, A hazard waiting to implode. A life defined by the wrong decisions. There's nothing quite like feeling useless. A body ready to explode. The wrongs and the rights come around every night To spin my broken world. They string me up until the colours are drained. The days and the nights fly away out of sight One blink, I miss it all. When I think I've found the right track, We split the crumbling tarmac, and it all turns black.
2.
Here's to speaking my mind, and time after time, I'm buried in the grime. For thoughts and words not set in stone, foraged and home-grown, A mind made up alone. And if our minds do not see eye to eye. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Pick a bone but don't you threaten me. Can't we just agree to disagree? When you're spewing in my ear, I find it hard to hear, Your words just disappear. And why do you harbor this offense? Mistaking self-defense, for moral, common sense. How can I speak when you're tearing the floor right from under my feet? How can we learn when you're plugging your ears in the blistering heat? How can we grow when the soil is drowning in a river of spite? What can I say when you sever my tongue and you smother the light? And if our minds do not see eye to eye. Don't you worry, don't you cry. Pick a bone but don't you threaten me. Can't we just agree to disagree? How can I speak when you're tearing the floor right from under my feet? How can we learn when you're plugging your ears in the blistering heat? How can we grow when the soil is drowning in a river of spite? What can I say when you sever my tongue and you smother the light? Here's to speaking my mind, and time after time, I'm buried in the grime. For thoughts and words not set in stone, foraged and home-grown, A mind made up alone.
3.
Waiting 07:36
Waiting for the right moment, You can wait until you're out of breath. Waiting for the right moment, You can wait until the very end. Hold on for dear life, Discard your dreams. Praying for the right moment, Praying for a reason to pray. Waiting for new doors to open, Waiting forever and a day. Hold on for dear life, Discard your dreams. Hold on for dear life, Don't give in to the machines. Help me, I'm waiting, Hold me, I'm fading, AWAY. There's no time for taking fearless chances, There's no hope of rising up from the ashes. Lower your head and conform with the masses, You pay your taxes and they usher you off the planet. This world is broken, Heckled and abused. These doors don't open, Follow signs for the subdued. This world is swollen, Aching and confused. Stripped of emotion, Paling and used. This world is broken, Heckled and abused. These doors don't open, Follow signs for the subdued. Waiting for the right moment, You can wait until you're out of breath. Waiting for the right moment, You can wait until the very end. Hold on for dear life, Discard your dreams. Hold on for dear life, Don't give in to the machines. Help me, I'm waiting, Hold me, I'm fading, This world is swollen, Aching and confused. Stripped of emotion, Paling and used.
4.
Abracadabra 04:37
When all is said and done, I'm crawling across the roads, That lead nowhere. When I am dead and gone, Will you miss me? A premium box, Built for despair. Oh how I wish I could believe, In the magic you all hide up your sleeves. When this world received, My guiltless body. I listened eagerly, To myths and fairy tales. Oh how I wish I could believe, In the magic you all hide up your sleeves. Through him, with him, in him. I can't feel or see him. Through him, with him, in him. I just can't assume him. When all is said and done, I'm crawling across the roads, That lead nowhere.
5.
Rat Race 07:45
You could stay away, but you come too close. And you brush my arm, like I'm a ghost. And you slide away, with your hands held high, Will you bend the rules when you touch the sky? Unstoppable, palpable animal race. Here is my portable, separate face. And when I need it, I'll use it like wool for my skin. I will smile and pretend that I'm letting you in. And you hide your face, for your own reprieve, And you make me sick, up until you leave. Can you see me here? Do I look immune? Should I disappear? Should I leave the room? Unstoppable, palpable animal race. Here is my portable, separate face. And when I need it, I'll use it like wool for my skin. I will smile and pretend that I'm letting you in. Don't you touch me, Don't look at me. Waiting for the end, Waiting for something... Unstoppable, palpable animal race. Here is my portable, separate face. And when I need it, I'll use it like wool for my skin. I will smile and pretend that I'm letting you in. Don't you touch me, Don't look at me. Waiting for the end, Waiting for something...
6.
Ghosts 08:38
They're red in the eyes but they don't care enough. They're all smiles and cries and off the cuff. But where are you now? Where is your cradle? Where are you now? Where are you now? They idolize the sands of endless days. They watch the world go by with eyes agaze. But where are you now? A ghost at the table. Where are you now? Where are you now? You open the door, you slam it more. You are adored, but they are ignored. Smile for another hour, maintain your hollow power, and let go, if just for another day, Let go, keep them all away. Don't forget me, don't exclude me. Don't forget me. Always alone, on your shameful throne. Always alone. Always alone, you and your clone. Always alone. Smile for another hour, maintain your hollow power, and let go, if just for another day, Let go, keep them all away. You open the door, you slam it more. You are adored, but they are ignored. Always alone, on your shameful throne. Always alone. Always alone, you and your clone. Always alone. And they will grow into that clone of you, And they will build the world you dragged them through. And where are they now? Ghosts at your table, Where are they now? Where are they now?

about

"Bailey conjures up atmospheric music that swells, ebbs and flows like a river across the six lengthy tracks here.
This is mature prog that Bailey provides with a grand, sumptuous orchestral feel to the music, despite being a lone operator."

Duncan Jamieson - Power Play Magazine (powerplaymagazine.co.uk)

"Ghosts grabs the listener by the scruff of their necks with the opening track “Haunted House,” and doesn’t let go until the last song, the title track. Part of the reason the album works so well is Joe Bailey’s ability to craft inviting melodies with hard-hitting instrumentation. A one-person band, Bailey includes tasty orchestration to infuse his compositions with an epicness."

Preston Frazier - somethingelsereviews.com

"I have to highlight the ability that Joe has to create great choruses and vocal melodies through all the album. The way he sings reminds me of Daniel Johns, from the band Silverchair, keeping a similar tone in all the songs but fitting perfectly into each composition and adding an interesting layer to the whole thing.
River Of Spite is a perfect example of that, having a very interesting progression while it keeps growing, surrounded by impressive orchestration arrangements. I love this one.
It's really impressive the great work done by Joe Bailey and not only in this new release but also in the previous albums."

Ignacio Bernaola - DPRP.net

credits

released May 14, 2021

All music and lyrics written by Joe Bailey between December 2019 and June 2020.
Album recorded between January and July 2020.
Mixed and mastered by Joe Bailey.

All guitars, bass guitars and vocals were performed by Joe Bailey.
All synth, orchestration and drums were programmed by Joe Bailey.

Artwork by Ste Holland (www.facebook.com/SteHollandArt/)

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