Silver Coins and White Feathers

by T.E. Yates

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1.
Yesterday’s headlines are blowing ‘round the news stands today Well, what do they report, on a day with no bad news? The fact that there is no bad news is A news story in itself, well don’t you think? This must be the worst day in the history of journalism Nothing has occurred to contribute towards The climate of fear and hatred and suspicion today Today Today Today And praise be To the media machine It’s important to remember That man bites dog is news But dog bites man is certainly not news Don’t believe what you read in the paper use your head On the day with no bad news They’ll make their stories up They’ll make their stories up They’ll make their stories up They’ll make their stories up They’ll make their stories up And praise be To the media machine It’s important to remember That man bites dog is news But dog bites man most certainly is not Don’t believe what you see on your TV use your head On the day with no bad news They’ll make their stories up So it’s a work of fiction in the newspapers today Don’t believe what you read There’s plenty of tall stories on your television set Don’t believe what you see
2.
Bugles call at dawn I’m lost during daybreak A long way from home Is this really the end? Far from the trenches Face down in scorched terrain Trees rise as charcoal shards I’m stuck in no man’s land Never before have I seen such atrocities Never again will I fall into this trap What I’d give for an escape from this horror Although then they’d shoot me for desertion Broken from the inside Demoralised, exhausted Shattered into pieces Separated from my corps As shells are raining down I won’t join your army ‘cause I don’t believe this war I refuse to lay down my life for a worthless cause The barracks are all empty down beneath a torn white flag Soldiers fleeing from their trenches symbolises the end of this Whole charade Whole charade
3.
Ladder 04:16
You are climbing and I am standing still I’d like to follow you but My limbs aren’t moving Nibbling at the crumbs that Are cascading down from Your glorified platform Won’t stop me starving Standing on the bottom Rung of a long ladder You’re treading on my head I can’t climb much higher The top of the ladder Is invisible There are snakes below me I must climb higher Standing on the bottom Rung of a long ladder You’re treading on my head I can’t climb much higher It is a long ladder I’ve been bitten by a snake Injecting venom inside me Slowly paralysing me x3 It’s a long way from the top Such a long way from the top Such a long way to the top
4.
April 03:28
April’s like the summertime Whilst in this field we lie The sun beats down on our sunburned backs It took us by surprise Surprise A heat wave came unexpectedly As temperatures have soared Heat increases unprecedentedly The hottest April on record On record April is the summertime As temperatures still climb Ice cream melts almost instantly But we don’t seem to mind At all
5.
Why can’t you see? For you, he’d do anything White feathers for the hats of the pacifists The conscientious objectors And why did you burn Leverhulme’s bungalow to the ground? He could have been a powerful voice towards your cause And why can’t you see? That violence isn’t the solution here Undoing all the work of the suffragists Giving their cause a bad name And why did you burn Leverhulme’s bungalow to the ground? He could have been a powerful voice towards your cause Edith Rigby stands with her flaming torch Outside Leverhulme’s bungalow This arson may bring you publicity But it won’t win hearts for your cause And why did you burn Leverhulme’s bungalow to the ground? He could have been a powerful voice towards your cause
6.
Fairy Tale 01:47
There is no princess in the tower There’s no knight in shining armour If you kiss the frog he won’t become a prince There are no dragons guarding castles There’s no princess to be rescued There’s no evil queen waiting to thwart your plans And you see love is just a fairy tale that never comes true I’m afraid reality is rather grim There will be no happy ending When the book comes to an end Just disappointment, emptiness and sore regret There are no wicked witches casting spells to transform you into something else There is no ogre underneath the bridge There are no wizards brewing potions inside oversized black cauldrons There are no goblins, pixies, elves or trolls And you see love is just a fairy tale that never comes true I’m afraid reality is rather grim There will be no happy ending When the book comes to an end Just disappointment, sore regret and loneliness
7.
“Dance”, she said, as she took my hands “Come and dance”, she said Her eyes are staring into mine Gazing intently into mine Just for a moment she held my hands For a fleeting moment she held my hands Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine She releases her gentle grip from my hands And then she beckons me to stand Her hands then slowly slip away from mine And then she takes several steps backwards Away from me Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine She then caresses the shoulders of another And kisses him upon his head Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine Eyes still staring into mine She had engineered a situation Whereby she could watch my heart break Just to satisfy her vanity Satisfy her vanity Satisfy her vanity Some time away from now she’ll tell her new friends That she’s a victim And I’m a bad man who runs away But she and I both know her twisted mind will cause much sorrow Undue pain and agony And broken hearts And broken hearts
8.
Leaning my head against the window Of a railway carriage I watch as the skyline of this city where I was born Becomes a toy town on the horizon And farewell my rainy city You never accepted me For you prefer fakers and dilettantes Celebrating mediocrity Leaning my head against the window Of a battered old bus I witness the destruction of the building where I was born Thinking “Home isn’t home anymore” And farewell my rainy city You never accepted me For you prefer fakers and dilettantes Celebrating mediocrity Celebrating mediocrity
9.
I’d say I’m sorry but you’ve gone away I’d say I’m sorry but you didn’t stay I’d say I’m sorry but you left today I’d say I’m sorry but now it’s too late I’d apologise but you didn’t stay I’d reconcile with you but it’s too late I’d apologise but you wouldn’t wait I’d reconcile with you but it’s too late I regret everything I did and said And now it is to late to make amends I’d say I’m sorry but the I’d apologise but the The chance to do so’s gone away Gone away Gone away I’d say I’m sorry but the The chance to do so’s gone away Gone away Gone away
10.
Rorschach 05:35
Feed me poison berries from your tree In the garden of Gethsemane You want me to believe, but I ain’t so sure How can I believe you when I I don’t trust you anymore? I don’t trust you anymore I don’t trust you anymore I don’t trust you anymore I don’t trust you anymore As I lay sleeping on your couch I have a recurring dream You enter the room And your body fills with poison Manifested by a dark tattoo That spreads over your whole body Like blotted ink And, like a Rorschach test I must guess what you are You want me to believe You want me to believe You want me to believe You want me to believe Silver coins are scattered on the ground Down beneath the poison berried tree Oh you have betrayed me, my old friend Tell me, does your poison Still taste so sweet? You want me to believe You want me to believe You want me to believe You want me to believe
11.
Orion's Belt 02:24
See me flying Over the horizon To Orion’s Belt No one’s watching Blink and you’ll miss it You won’t see me fly away It doesn’t look much like a belt to me It’s more like a shovel Or an arrowhead We are standing side by side in your garden by the hedge And the gate I suggest that it doesn’t look much like a belt I collapse to my knees And I’m laughing And what I’d give to be seventeen again Standing in your garden And laughing But time’s moved on since then And maybe, if you look out your bedroom window, You will see me fly To Orion’s Belt To Orion’s Belt To Orion’s Belt To Orion’s Belt
12.
I feel like an anvil today My body’s so heavy I can’t move Too many late nights, too much drink And sometimes it’s hard to be a man (Yes it is) Sometimes it’s hard to be a man The burden of expectation Weighs heavy upon my shoulders My family feel like I’ve let them down And sometimes it’s hard to be a man (Yes it is) Sometimes it’s hard to be a man (When you’re young) Sometimes it’s hard to be a man (Yes it is) Sometimes it’s hard to be a man

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First full-length studio album by Mancunian singer-songwriter T.E. Yates featuring his full regular band plus additional musicians.

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released May 26, 2017

Silver Coins and White Feathers

was performed by

T.E. Yates
Lead Vocal (All Tracks)
Acoustic Guitar (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12)
Electric Guitar (Tracks 2, 3, 6)
Musical Saw (Track 9)
Ukulele (Track 5)
Mandolin (Track 12)

Fran Lydiatt
Piano, Keyboards, Synthesizer and Vocoder
(All Tracks)

Vocals (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11, 12)
Hand Claps (Track 6)

James G. Wilson
Electric Guitar (All Tracks)

Sarah-Jane Pearson
Vocals (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11, 12)
Hand Claps (Track 6)

Matt Gallagher
Keyboards (Tracks 1, 2, 5, 6, 8, 10, 11, 12)
Vocals (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 11, 12)
Hand Claps (Track 6)

Dan Owens
Bass Guitar (Tracks 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 7)
Electric Upright Bass (Tracks 4, 9, 10, 11, 12)
Double Bass (Track 8)
Beat Programming (Track 7)

Matt McNicholas
Drums and Percussion (All Tracks)

Al Grundy
Trumpet (Tracks 1, 3, 4, 5, 6, 11)
Glockenspiel (Track 10)

Biff Roxby
Trombone (Track 6)
Autoharp (Track 9)
Cello (Track 10)

Mikey Kenney
Fiddle (Track 8, 9, 10, 12)
Violin Arrangements (Tracks 9, 10)

C.J. Hillman
Pedal Steel Guitar (Tracks 4, 6, 8, 9, 12)

Ríoghnach Connolly
Irish Flute (Track 4)


Songs written by Thomas Edward Yates
Produced, engineered and mixed by Biff Roxby
Mastered by Dan Watkins at WR Audio, Swinton

Recorded at WR Audio, Swinton, England

Artwork and design by T.E. Yates
T.E. Yates logo by Martin T. Higgins of Foke Studio

Special Thanks To

Biff and Dan at WR Audio and Debt Records
Louis at Debt Records
Stacey Jay Kelly of Pixel Initiative

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