Hurricanes

from by Paul Liddell

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The pictures aren't sepia, they're bloodstained and faded.
The silent siren's blaring but the echoes are wasted.
Remnants sick and shackled, and roses and bones.
Floating things that mattered and memories of home.

Love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the end.

Moments of panic do not compare,
to a brief recognition or a glimpse of her hair.
"Missing since Katrina, my daughter have you seen her"
Love and pain are still hurricanes

inside us, inside us, inside us.
In silence, in silence, in silence.

And liquor tastes like wine to those of the mind
for looking and remembering -
there's no forgiving and no forgetting.
And there's no need to chase the passing pyres of human hate,
no olive branch could take the weight.
The tide of human decimation.

Love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the end.

"Missing since Katrina, my daughter have you seen her"
Love and pain are still hurricanes

inside us, inside us, inside us.
In silence, in silence, in silence.
Love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the end.
Love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the end.

Love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the,
love 'til the, love 'til the, love 'til the

love 'til the end.

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from New Thing Coming - EP, released July 7, 2008

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Paul Liddell Sunderland, UK

Paul's modern take on the 'one man band' using live loops, guitar percussion, harmonies and effects has seen him support artists such as Turin Brakes, Jon Gomm and Billy Bragg. A diverse and challenging writer with a unique voice, his live performances range from whispering intensity to a white knuckle, edge of your seat, ear splittingly glorious racket. ... more

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