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Giving Up The Dream

by Ian Peacock

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1.
Save me from apathy Of burning bridges to community When they all fall down I'll be standing all alone Save me from arrogance To stroke my ego every circumstance When i look around I'll be standing on my own You said the humble would rule the world.... You want to feel it, seal it, steal it If that's the deal, well keep it, keep it You won't believe it, until you see it You'll never see it until you believe it Please save me from myself, from sitting lonely on a wonky shelf When the pressure comes I'll be broken on the floor You said the humble would rule the world.... You want to feel it, seal it, steal it If that's the deal, well keep it, keep it You won't believe it, until you see it You'll never see it until you believe it So...fall in line, do or die Yours or mine, I'm yours this time Oh....woe is me, too blind to see Reality...I'll never be...
2.
Verse 1: Learning the rhythm, play what you're given Some folks have freedom though stuck in prison Some always guilty though they're forgiven If scared of dying, what's the use living They keep deceiving but I'll keep believing It's faith not feelings, there's more than we are seeing Save my soul it's overwhelmed Fear makes life a living hell Learn to trust and love yourself Laughter's such good medicine There's wolves among them In shepherd's clothing Each one is calling, they'll watch you falling The snake is cunning, keeps you from running The wolves are howling, the devil's prowling Roars like a lion but help comes from zion From there a saviour, conquered the grave so come and... Save my soul it's overwhelmed Fear makes life a living hell Learn to trust and love yourself Laughter's such good medicine
3.
The sun doesn't rise, the sun never sets The world just revolves on a course that's been set It dances each day with the stars and the moon The darkness prevails but the light will come soon In twenty four hours a lot can be done, A mount can be climbed A war can be won In twenty four hours a lot could go wrong A terrorist raising hell strapped to a bomb But Rome wasn't built in a day Every empire won't fall the same way Every man and his dog has it's day- Yours is today There's 24 countries who want the same land There's 24 million civilians like sand Who could die in the middle of one leader's whim They cry out for justice, when will it begin? But Rome wasn't built in a day Every empire won't fall the same way Every man and his dog has it's day- Yours is today So bring on tomorrow
4.
A boy has a dream, only sixteen Plays the guitar, told he'll go far Writing his songs, two minutes long Talking of love, dreams, sex and drugs, He will do whatever it takes... You don't choose us son, we choose you You don't choose us son, we choose you You don't choose us son, we choose you And if there's money to be made, we'll use you, that's just the way it is A girl has a dream, just seventeen Stealing the stage, star of the screen Playing the roles, taking off clothes, Looking so thin, learning to pose, She will do watever it takes.... You don't choose us girl, we choose you You don't choose us girl, we choose you You don't choose us girl we choose you And if there's money to be made, we'll use you, that's the way it is You don't choose us son, we choose you You don't choose us girl, we choose you You don't choose us kids, we choose you And if there's money to be made, then believe we'll find a way, and if we have to crush your dreams, well, as hard as it may seem, that's just the way it is.
5.
Two folks meet, one brash, one sweet Barely out of school, neither very cool Share a packet of crisps, a couple of quips, Smile cross the room, first kiss will come soon Writing love letters, the jokes don't get better but they'd live alone in the world if we'd let 'em No-one else matters, their friends have all scattered, and they'd be content if their dreams were all shattered, as long as they had one another... Everyone thought.. they were crazy So immature, a fair bit hasty But many years later, there is no bond greater They're still going strong and proved them all wrong Writing love letters, the jokes don't get better but they'd live alone in the world if we'd let 'em No-one else matters, their friends have all scattered, and they'd be content if their dreams were all shattered, as long as they had one another... Young love still burns bright Young hearts stand and fight Through the darkest night Till death do us part... Writing love letters, the jokes won't get better but we'll die alone in our home if they'd let us No-one else matters, our friends are all scattered, and we'll be content though our bodies are shattered, as long as we have one another...
6.
You've given me access to your life story We're sharing your success in all its glory In awe of the picture you've painted for me You've helped me to see it's better to be in community There but for the grace of God go I Daily could I lift a cross so high? Walk a mile in your shoes Take the rough with the smooth Sing the rock and the blues It's nice to win but sometimes in life it's better to lose You told me your struggles and disappointments Your terrible troubles and inner torment Like brothers we'll conquer, each other a Godsend This life's not a sprint, so I'll be your splint, together we bruise There but for the grace of God go I Daily could I lift a cross so high? Walk a mile in your shoes Take the rough with the smooth Sing the rock and the blues It's nice to win but sometimes in life it's better to lose Jesus is for losers, for those he calls, he chooses to sacrifice their riches, the pride their ego itches Jesus is for weirdos, not for those with halos, it's not for good behaviour, for all who bleed they need a saviour
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They start on the chest, Drink milk from the breast, The family are blessed, This feeling's the best, How soon do they test, And learn how to jest, They make such a mess On trousers and vest Soon they'll fly free from the nest, These memories all that's left With zeal and with zest Compete and contest They hassle and pest Like difficult guests You blink and you've missed All this and the rest The sun from the east soon sets in the west Soon they'll fly free from the nest, These memories all that's left A lifetime, no less I've tried to compress this parental quest It's hard to express
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Jesus Freak 02:44
Like a candle, you light my way Walk this road by my side every day Holy now - wish I was All I wanted, all I'd lust All I dreamt of, in all I had trust Every worldly gift, all that costs What I once thought gain, I count it loss I count it loss But I'm not just a Jesus Freak Much more than just a Jesus Freak But if they're calling me a freak - I'd rather be one of his. You think he's just a crutch for the weak Another vice to make this bitter life sweet Well, it's a funny kind of crutch that makes things harder for all of us Because it's harder to stand out from the crowd It's hard to be humble when everyone's proud To love not just your friends, but your enemies What's true for me is true for you It's black or it's white friends What's true for me is true for me is true for you What's true for me is true for you - and that's the truth
9.
It's the fine rain that soaks you through Its the small child who speaks the truth It's the damp cold that chills your bones It's the dim light that leads you home It's the close call that makes you think you think It's a small push beyond the brink It's the last straw that breaks your back It's the main cause of heart attack It's the unexpected, unpretentious, unremarkable, relentless, long road in the same direction It's the persevering, unendearing, opposite of pioneering - long road in the same direction It's the slow fade to end the show It's with small gains that we grow It's the same nag that grinds you down It's the sick joke to kills the clown
10.
Lord make me your instrument Whether violin or oboe, I don't want to play it solo, May I blend in with the sweet sound of your symphony Make me your instrument I've been a clanging cymbal I've been a noisy gong I've counted my own tempo I've played a different song I've boldly blown my trumpet Uncaring of the tone I've strayed from the conductor And played my riff alone Lord make me your instrument May the syncing of my life meet With the rhythm of your heartbeat May I harmonise and compliment your melody Make me your instrument No point in moving mountains And solving mysteries Or saying all the right things Then doing as I please No fruit in giving money If I don't give my heart No merit in a martyr Who tears the world a part Lord make me your instrument I'd rather be tool kit Than a flawless piece of art I'd rather be of use than watch while others fall apart Like clay, my life is in your hands today Make me your instrument
11.
Are you straight, are you gay? Is it genetically decided? Do you embrace it or do you fight it? Do you flout it do you hide it? Are you black are you white? Do you breath a different culture from your father and your mother? Are you wondering what is wrong and what is right? We're all discovering who we really are And still exploring if there's life on distant stars Such complex minds, hard to define, much more to find Beneath our skin, there's more within, we're still discovering How we've grown and advanced We are older, are we wiser? Terrorists or freedom fighters? Are we armchair demonisors? Have we lost what we found Are we now morally redundant? Now distractions in abundance We surround ourselves with sexy sights and sounds What is wrong and what is right? What is wrong and what is right? We're all discovering who we really are And still exploring if there's life on distant stars Such complex minds, hard to define, much more to find Beneath our skin, there's more within, we're still discovering
12.
Yesterday I forgot my age, was I 32 or 33? Looked to see I was going grey, saw my Father staring back at me Old age comes to the best of us, road rage changed to a fare free bus Meals on wheels seems a decent deal to me… Now where are my keys? Yesterday I was running free, the world an oyster opened up for me Settled down, had a family, now my house is where I want to be Old age comes to the best of us, road rage changed to a fare free bus Meals on wheels seems a decent deal to me… Now shut the door before I freeze This song is… For the old man coping best as he can For the poor dear living with her worst fear Keep your heads up until your time is up All the middle aged saving for a pension For the healthy and retired, too few to mention Keep your heads up until your time is up When your youth will be renewed 'Cos old age comes to the best of us, road rage changed to a fare free bus When meals on wheels are the only deal in town I hope I’ll smile more than I frown
13.
Some call it a mid life crisis Some call it a crossroads in time Some call it an honest reflection of how I'm defined Some call for the priest and confession Some call on a listening friend Some call for the doctor's prescription on which they depend Sometimes you get what you want instead of what you need Sometimes you should think yourself grateful for all you receive I'm giving up the dream I had when I was a teen Giving up the dream, 20 years of trying Giving up the dream, as sad as it may seem Giving up the dream is alright with me Some spend their whole lives in the office Some spend their free time in the pub Some worship in stadiums and their first love is a club Some long for a lottery windfall Some jump from one job to the next Some hope for a lasting relationship they can protect Sometimes you get what you need instead of what you want Sometimes you believe you know best but the truth is you dont I'm giving up the dream I had when I was a teen Giving up the dream, 20 years of trying Giving up the dream, as sad as it may seem Giving up the dream is alright with me It's been a long, long road And I've been so close to despair But now is the time to forget what's behind Don't look to the future or strain to see signs Just cherish the moments, each sacred component and realise life has been kind....

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Recorded at Shabbey Road Studios, Salford, 'Giving Up The Dream; is the fourth (non-congregational) album from Ian Peacock and Friends.

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released August 26, 2017

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Ian Peacock Manchester, UK

Ian has played in bands for over 20 years, most notably headlining the UK Play stage at Leeds Carling Festival in 2000 with a former band, ‘Coasta’. He has written, produced and self released five albums: 'Life and After' (2009), 'The End of Faith' (2012) and 'This Time Tomorrow' (2014), 'Still Human' (2015), 'Ordinary People' (2016) in addition to several E.P's. ... more

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