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Sons And Daughters
Sons And Daughters


Background information
Origin Glasgow, Scotland
Genre(s) Indie Rock
Years active 2003—present
Label(s) Domino Records
Associated acts Arab Strap
Website Website
Members
Adele Bethel
David Gow
Ailidh Lennon
Scott Paterson



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Sons And Daughters Album


This Gift (01/28/2008)
01/28/2008
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She has a gilt complex,
Break her neck,
And now she's run, run, running right over the edge.
Had a gilt complex,
Poison pen,
She's signing her name and she's forgetting her friends.
Had a gilt complex,
Break her neck,
And now she worry, worry, worries for the good of her wealth.
This gilt complex,
Useless effect,
Now she suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying her health.

He has a gilt complex,
Break his neck,
And now he's run, run, running right over the edge.
Had a gilt complex,
Poison pen,
Signing his name, forgetting his friends.
Had a gilt complex,
Break his neck,
And now he worry, worry, worries for the good of his wealth.
This gilt complex,
Useless effect,
Now he suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying himself.

All you see is all you'll get
He's trying to buy some kind of mettle.
He's not sure of all he has, but
Avarice is all that he's made of...
And everybody knows.

She has a gilt complex,
Break her neck,
And now she's run, run, running right over the edge.
Gilt complex,
Poison pen,
She's signing her name and she's forgetting her friends.
Had a gilt complex,
Break her neck,
And now she worry, worry, worries for the good of her wealth.
This gilt complex,
Useless effect,
Now she suffer, suffer, suffers, destroying herself.

All you see is all you'll get
She's trying to buy some kind of mettle.
She's not sure of all she has, but
Avarice is all that she's made of...
And everybody knows.


What you see is what you'll get
The star you see is just made of metal.
He's not sure of all he has, but
Avarice is all that he's made of...
And everybody knows.

. . .


So many times you ran yourself over
Talking back on a cold-crying shoulder
Get in a car with the taxi driver
Sympathy of strangers, hoping to find her

Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

Collisions came as consequence
Watching the scene after the accident
Mixed-up words, find out what she meant
Witness the scene after the accident

Passersby, nothing to see here at all
Fast-forward talking yourself into the wall
You never asked for an audience
So why'd you care 'bout the reviews you're gonna get?

Mixed-up words, find out what she meant
Witness the scene after the accident
Collisions came as consequence
Watching the scene after the accident

Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

Mixed-up words, find out what she meant
Witness the scene after the accident

Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

Collisions came as consequence
Watching the scene after the accident

Oh oh oh oh-oh-oh

Mixed-up words, find out what she meant
Watching the scene after the accident

. . .


Everything that happened here
Cannot happen when you're dead
She safely said
Worry when you wake tonight
Is it all in your head?
So you want to run, deny
No time to sit and rest
Or re-address
All that comes to you
When you're picturing the nest

And he never understands
That the photo in the drawer
Is all you're looking for
Blue to grey, then back again
Watch the fading paper wall
Scratching at the window glass
Trees along the ledge
Are they in your head?
Creepers beat-beat-beat tonight
Picturing the nest

The sight at sixteen
Of the son she never had
Once she had a dream
Of the ones she'll never have
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending

You're only half a person now
So fold over what is left
To be addressed
What you want when you wake tonight
Is it all in your head?
So you turn over, lie
Cradling this perfect mess
This home-made dress
You've seen what comes to those
Who put a picture in the nest

The sight at sixteen
Of the one she'll never have
Once she had a dream
Of the son she'll never have
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending

The sight at sixteen
Of the ones she'll never have
Once she had a dream
Of the son she'll never have
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending
Your ending

Whoa-oh-oh
Ahh...

. . .


Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

I can hear her late at night
Rattling along the corridor
Wearing my name around my neck
I'd long forgotten who I was

So I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Used to fall for it all
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

A spectre of your former self
No reflection in the mirror
When you least expect
Wearing my name around my neck
Apparently just self-possessed

So I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Holding on to the wall
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Used to fall for it all
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

I rebel with the ghost
Try to fight but my hands and feet are fading
Holding on to the wall
Now my weak insides are backed by gutless conversation

Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na...

. . .


Whoa-oh-oh...

Saw him standing there and I know
What it takes to make a show
'Cause who wants to be ignored?
Who wants to be alone?

I'll give you one two three four
You're out on the streets, knock-knocking every door
Six seven eight nine
Nobody home, ran out of time

Never beat me
Please believe me
There's a river running through me
I don't need no reason
Or a changing season
Out of the rain
And the chain-chain-chains

Drag myself up to bring you down
And you said
Too much tragedy in this woman
Cannot help but be impressed
By your logic and your state of interest

I'll give you one two three four five
If you know what's good you'd better look alive
Six seven eight nine
Nowhere to run so hide-hide-hide!

Never beat me
Please believe me
There's a river running through me
I don't need no reason
Or a changing season
Out of the rain
And the chain-chain-chains

Gotta laugh on back at love
Gotta laugh on back at love
A river's too much to love
Jump out before it floods

Never beat me
Please leave me
There's a river running through me
I don't need no reason
Or a changing season
Out of the rain
And the chain-chain-chains

Never beat me
Please believe me
There's a river running through me
I don't need no reason
Or a changing season
Out of the rain
And the chain-chain-chains

Whoa-oh-oh...

. . .


Don't know the meaning of devotional
Pictured me hanging
Thread bare on the blacked out wall
Purposeful, Your weekly disguise
Surrendering to arms
Fixing up those seeded eyes
Dress it up
Down the alcohol
Feeling so much better

Cross me, collecting
This scene is all wrong
Curtailing ourselves
Nothing lasts so very long
A carbon copy that typed out wrong
Ghost in a black coat sliding slowly along
Dressed up
Down the alcohol
Makes you feel better

This gift
Open wide, crawling walls
He's got this gift, ten stories tall
This gift, This Kiss
Open wide, crawling walls
He's got this gift, ten stories tall

Don't know the meaning of devotional
Pictured her there thread bare
On the bathroom floor
Purposeful, your secret disguise
Surrender to his arms
Fixing up those seeded eyes
So you sing "Happy Birthday to death"
A hater's wealth
And a lover's rest

. . .


Gonna find it hard to sleep through it all,
This rain veils gonna fall
Walk behind him, sweet duress
Try to conduct yourself

Behind royal walls, blacked out eyes
A solitary bird, high tension line
Dreaming of a pure white sky,
Did somebody stop time?

(Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife
(Paying for) Paying for your past crime
(She'll make) She'll make a darling bride
Reached in, pulled out your life

Is this what you get in amoral times?
Used to burn, now no fire of life
Settle for the riches to be fed,
Deliver to the valley of the bed

(Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife
(Paying for) Paying for your past crime
(She'll make) She'll make a darling bride
Reached in, pulled out your life

Living's so dangerous,
Try to conduct yourself
Remember what your mother said,
Try and use your heart not head

(Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife
(Paying for) Paying for your past crime
(She'll make) She'll make a darling bride
Reached in, pulled out your life

(Twisting in) Twisting in, twisting out the knife
(Paying for) Paying for your past crime
(She'll make) She'll make a darling bride
Reached in, pulled out your life

. . .


I know
You are
Another planet miles apart
Is it a question of things
You really should have cared about?

You took a drive, Countries called
More than your friends did, they watched you fall
And now you've pulled the wires right from the wall

Flags
Don't ask me how he's doing
He's doing fine

Set it straight
So there is no road left, only water
Spent your time hopelessly alone
It's no real price to pay anyway

Your first letter came,Stressing lines
Against the whitening page
Trauma type, Saturation stains

Flags
He went from riches
To rags

Oh where are my friends?
I'm a burden to their hallowed sense
When I felt my head came to an end
I made promises, promises never kept

Your head at night
So many thoughts fought for the finish line
When there's no beginning
Before you're running out of time

So hard, to ignore. on my mind from beach to trestle door
I'm thinking of you, flat out cold beneath the starboard floor

. . .


Match, the rope, wires
Tied up in twine
Corkscrew, dictionary, time
Paint, paper, pillows
Ink the hangman
Tape recording, postcard, sign
Stamp it 'Evidence Of Life'
Tomorrow tracks the 3 4 line

Iodine

Alarm clock fights
Sedentary life
'Days Of The Week' wine
Mapping, water-tight
Needles in the night
Plastic, checkbook, rhyme
Paper, paint, the kitchen knives
Safety pins and iodine

. . .


We swing together like the bell
With a similar story to tell
Both holding on until the end
At least we're not alone
Swinging together like the bell
Together we fell
Holding over water and the well
Again again again

Hang on
You've got to hang on to yourself
Hang on
You've got to hang on to yourself

Swinging forever like the bell
With a similar story to tell
Both holding on until the end
At least we're not alone
We swing forever like the bell
Together we fell
Holding over water and the well

. . .


Sometimes the conversation
Is a road to the south
Beyond the leaking roof
To the dry mouth

Sometimes intrepidation
Is the roadkill in me
Oh walk on in and solve the mystery

Single configuration
I'm out on bended knee
Oh call for help
I'm separating free

House in my head has left me for dead
House in my head, and I'm going home

Sometimes the conversation
Leads roads out to the south
Past leaking roofs
And dry, dry mouths

So this isolation
A hole too hard on me
It was somebody I knew
They threw away the key

Sometimes conversation
Is a road to the south
Beyond the leaking roof
Of a drying mouth

Footsteps inside this nation
Follow tracks, comparted train
When I felt this funeral march along my brain

Take me out of the street lights
Out of the safe light
Oh oh oh oh...

. . .


Said you were leaving on the goodbye service
You'd take me with you
I think we earned it
(Too late)
No stop signs
(Too late)
No red lights

You left me stationed on the chair by the phone
No ticket out or a thread of hope
(Too late)
At the traffic lights
(Too late)
For this trust of mine

There's no sadder sight to see
Trains in the distance as you leave
There's no sadder sight to see
Say goodbye to 5.14

Said that you'd call
Scream when you're leaving
At least I'm hurting so you sparked some feeling
(Too late)
At the traffic lights
(Too late)
Should have seen the signs

Sometimes I see you
By your bedroom window
Hallucination
A single shadow
(Too late)
No stop signs
(Too late!)
For a heart like mine

. . .


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