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Studio	4:01	Jack Howard Shadowlands album.	Moderately common. Available new in digital form.

 Recommended Version.

Commentary

Jack’s comments from Bandcamp:

Based around a simple groove, the track tells one of those tales, almost country and western-ish, of small-scale domestic drama. A dinner gone wrong and the subsequent fall-out. To bottle it up or to let it out? Lots of cool melodies abound.

Lyrics

Another little mystery to solve
That raised eyebrow, the hint of smirk
What did you just say?
Just mutter under you breath
So I fix another coffee and stew in the kitchen
A blinding headache taking hold

And you sit there benign
Your little arrows found their mark
Butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth
So the dinner’s made with bitterness and bile
Just dead meat on the table
Just dead meat on the table

Shut it down, block it out
Store it up, dig the hole
Just dig the hole
Suck it up, spit it out
Spread the word, cleanse your soul
Just cleanse your soul

I slam the door on my way out
To your silent smile
The cold frost fills my lungs
Fills my throat which is burning, by the way

I walk and I walk
Through the dark
A pulse pounding in my temple
I’m not a violent man but…

I walk and I walk
Through the dark
A pulse pounding in my temple
I’m not a violent man but…

Shut it down, block it out
Store it up, dig your hole
Dig your hole
Suck it up, spit it out
Spread the word, cleanse your soul
Cleanse your soul

Shut it down, block it out
Store it up, dig your hole
Dig your hole
Suck it up, spit it out
Spread the word, cleanse your soul
Cleanse your soul