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The Joy Formidable
The Joy Formidable


Background information
Origin North Wales
Genre(s) Art Rock
Indie Rock
Years active 2007—present
Label(s) Atlantic Records
Website Website
Members
Ritzy Bryan
Rhydian Dafydd
Matt Thomas
Former members
Justin Stahley



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The Joy Formidable Album


A Balloon Called Moaning (02/17/2009)
02/17/2009
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A glass a view a mirror
which one
distracts like open windows in the gusts
a calm day will come

this dream is in a telescope now

Fever in bedtime covers go unknown
This fright it grows and misses, sinks and floats
A calm day will come
My calm day will

this dream is in a telescope now

Fever in bedtime covers go unknown
Until two eyes out of the darkness bring hope close

This childish heart can't wait, it dances keeps me awake
to think on
You're the greatest light the greatest shade
It means that I can be happy for you
happy for you

. . .


I can see he says what he means
I can't say what he means when he says that
I'll pretend a pretty pretend
When all I wanna see is the end of this

I can see he says what he means
We'll deal him sticks and stones and apologies
I wish
Oh, I wish it was through

Scrape the skies
Get up off your knees
Just lift the marks
And new-found releases
I'll pretend a pretty pretend
When all I wanna see is the end of this


I wish
I wish
I wish the cobwebs would cover me
Cover me
Cover me

My vicious tongue
Cradles just one

. . .


See the medal reverse,
this hope is not lost,
There's mischief to turn,
Your ship to send off.

Barbed wits and gowns,
They'll ransack this town,
I'd rescue you now,
but in velvet you'll drown and dance again.

Oh Austere,
Lay by my side
You've been left here
So you'll make no sound.

Hey last words,
Don't let me down,
You're just another,
Unfinished story now.

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They took you on they thought they made you feel safe
I watched it all I'll never be the same again
All this all we seem the same
They left you falling and no one remembers your name
And now they're gone and the flies they record you die
All this all we seem the same

I dig you in I tried to pull you away
I can't forget that these arms they tried in vain

I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I fall apart but it ever beckons
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I fall apart but it ever beckons

I'll take to throwing all the pennies I stole
I'll throw them well and get a wish now it's time for all
For pinching thumbs to help revive me
These pinching thumbs will lift you from the enemy
And when the dust settles and we raise once more

I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I fall apart but it ever beckons
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I'll take you with me as I'm falling inside
I fall apart but it ever beckons

There's a shape in the spotlight
It's a three part horn tip
That lets the drips in your eyes turn to walls and the
The thoughts rise in heat of the sight they see your

(It will spill while you die)?
(It will spill when you can lie down)?
(It's fallen apart baby)?
It will spill while you die)?
(It will spill when you can lie down)?
(The sun is ... down)?

I dig you in I tried to pull you away
Another one and the flies they record you die

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This much delight
Fills columms to new heights
All these things about me you never can tell
Colours run prime
Paint a picture so bright
All these things about me you never can tell
You make me sleep so badly invisible friend

Turn the dial on my words
I can feel they fall short
Turn the dial, chime alarm
Watch these hands move apart
Turn the dial on my words

I can see you staying here

Fierce steps shadow, life's will gone shallow
All these things about me you never can tell
You make me sleep so badly invisible friend

Turn the dial on my words
I can feel they fall short
Turn the dial, chime alarm
Watch these hands move apart
Turn the dial on my words

I can see you staying here

. . .


Is that the long is that the long goodbye
That's just the on that's just the one you'll find
Cut from the waist you cut from the weak side
It goes to waste it goes to waste
You make the call, so make the call shorter
You break the spell or make the fall harder

This time it's over less I
Under miss my, nothing miss my number

Step out the light step out and reshape me
Here comes the white, here comes the big empty
If we're meant to part we're meant to part sweeter
But it aches and swells and slips a cut deeper
We don't ride we don't ride to sunset
We just rode off to our last breath

This time it's over less I
Under miss my, nothing miss my number
9669 you're on my mind

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Smile in this space, It's all loud
loud as the light can be made
Smile in this space, It's all loud
loud as the light can be made

How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?

Under the bed, these boxes
wait for the spring, to bring me near
it makes me see, it's all wrong
let's have some time while you're healing


How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?

It's clear
I've squeezed
The Last Drop
The Last Drop
The Last Drop
The Last Drop

pieces come together, pull the mist like needles
fighting for the leap when we can rise like spirals


How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?
How come it's all around me?

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This is better
Than simply strolling imagine how 30 years
This is better, this is better, you're just a memory now
That can move along
Move along
You're not St. Martha my blood and water
Every pause rushes on, we'll marry the sea,
I won't let this go wrong
It's time to believe me
The iron function holds no doors open,
El Draque and his plans will burst like rings on a pond
I guess it's loneliness, your childhood loneliness
You can't climb out the window
Now they're too hurt inside
You fucking ostrich fuck
I guess it's loneliness, your childhood loneliness, goodbye
And decide it's ahead or behind

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