Home Of The Newly Departed

by Knifeworld

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Home Of The Newly Departed is an album compiling the Knifeworld EPs Dear Lord, No Deal (2011) and Clairvoyant Fortnight (2012) both of which are out of print.
Happy Half-life, Dear Friend was the B-side of Knifeworld's debut 7" single (2009)
The music has been remastered and resequenced.

Home Of The Newly Departed serves very much as the missing album between Buried Alone: Tales Of Crushing Defeat (2009) and last year’s The Unravelling (2014).

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released May 21, 2015

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Knifeworld Hackney, UK

Kavus Torabi: Guitar and Singing
Melanie Woods: Singing
Chloe Herington: Bassoon, Saxophone and Singing
Emmett Elvin: Keyboards
Charlie Cawood: Bass
Ben Woollacott: Drums
Olly Sellwood: Baritone Saxophone
Josh Perl: Saxophone and Singing
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Track Name: Pilot Her
Plans, that always give themselves away, uncastaway,
She stands, surrounds me with siren-like ways, her golden rays.

Pilot her to force a meaning on existence,
Pilot her to forge the path of most resistance.

Hands, with these poor hands I cut a swathe, upset the grave,
And hang around her neck these legions brave, my radio waves.

Pilot her to force a meaning on existence,
Pilot her to forge the path of most resistance.

You have taken my life shaken.
You came blazoned, my dreams wakened

You got my heart, hold it, hide it, light it.
You took my hope, bloated, wired it, sold it.

Of all the things she did for me, she stood me up, she crippled me,
She’s all I hear, she’s all I see. Inside of her, she’s all of me.

You have taken my life shaken.
You came blazoned, my dreams wakened

You got my heart, hold it, hide it, light it.
Track Name: Dear Lord, No Deal
I crashed out in the cold,
When I awoke the world looked very different from the one I’d left behind.
I stood right up and wandered blind into the loss of mind.

Bringing up the fear now, it’s got me in a double bind,
Like a blizzard in a harness, it’s quite the spectacle.
It sails itself around for me.
You’ve given up. It got emotional, friend,
But now you’ve run to ground and sprung to skeptical.
I’ve got a bad feeling about last week and now’s the time to split the scene,
I kept my part of the bargain, kept myself unseen.

If I could face again this misery,
If I could pick my flashback I would have kicked them back.
So all the deeds that fell inside this open grave could:
Stirrup, saddle up, gallop out of the paddock.
I just can’t tell if it’s horse pucky or if it’s for real,
What the hey, dear Lord, no deal.
We’ll know at last if your whole trip was bogus or real,
Until then: Dear Lord...no deal.
Track Name: Clairvoyant Fortnight
I may have to borrow your tarot tomorrow,
Could you cut me the pack with a pocket knife?
And when you’re done with your bleeding, could you give me a reading?
I just pray they’ve got acid in the afterlife.

'Cos when it fell out the moon, that’s my eye.
(I’ll stab you in the third one)
I never held any sway with your second sight.
And if your zodiac’s telling you why
(I’ll stab you in the third one)
I don’t think you got your ouija board wired up right.
Alright.

Well, I’m in a relapse, everybody looks just like I did when I was sixteen, yeah?
'Cos I will ton down on you like a brick of stones, your broken bones,
I’ve seen the future and it’s a sham. I couldn’t give a damn.
You made a mistake, you made my bindi ache, enamoured me.

For two weeks every year,
I could make these demons disappear.

They got their arcane chronicles, po-faced with incantations and oscillations,
They got vibrations indoors.
Too far gone for me to ignore them.

But they got medicine, they got their healing, got their prophet,
Got their chosen one, their seventh son.
So why’d you have to steal my own life, close the gate,
Walk out on this.
Life’s a tricky jigsaw, God finds you naked,
Hides himself and lets you die, all alone.

When you gonna let it happen to you, dear?
Open up your third eye.
Cutting through the truth at speed that make us dizzy.

For two weeks in your heart,
I could stand the time that we’re apart.

I could grow with you.

I never felt like giving up before,
You wrecked my life, but you gave me more.

It’s tearing me apart.

For two weeks in your heart,
I could stand the time that we’re apart.

I could grow with you.

I never felt like giving up before,
You wrecked my life, but you gave me more.

For two weeks every year,
I could make these demons disappear.

But where do we go now?
In all my dreams I never felt alive,
I never felt that I could take it.
I dig your voodoo and I dig your vibe,
I really feel like we could make it.

“So take my hand and let’s get out of here”,
If only I could have been so upfront.
We’ll bury this thing for another year,
Until the devil comes to dig it up and bury us.
Track Name: In A Foreign Way
Wire you up,
To wire you up.

And what of the faith that it lost?
Hopes it left clearly discarded.
And what does a vacancy cost,
In a home of the newly departed?

What was there stood in its way,
Oceans that could not be charted.
And now it’s over half way,
But it feels like it’s only just started.


So alive your heaven,
Builds me over time,
You’ll break her.

Wire you up, to wire you up, to wire you up.
Halfway.

And why did it wire it up in a foreign way?
To hold it up?
To show it up?
And grievances in its life of a whole new kind,
Just stopped itself growing up.

Yeah!

So alive your heaven,
Builds me over time you’ll break her.
To come around when it’s safer,
Come around when it’s safer.
Growing wings wherever,
Roots me to the ground, endeavour,
To come around when it’s safer.
Come around when it’s safer.

I killed it.
I willed it.
Track Name: Happy Half-Life, Dear Friend
Pull a fast one out,
Will Winter’s address stay the same,
When I’m feeling gun metal grey?

It’s over, a long way back,
Blissful and cold.
This joyless, black dungeon I control.
This crippled infantry.

It’s obvious,

It’s dangerous.
A time for kneeling,
In time, concealing.
It turns.
Deceiver.
Out cold, it’s over.

In my dreams,
All alive now,
Up inside of me.
Gone.
Render me gone.
Inside of me.
Half asleep.
Half ashamed.

It’s dangerous.
A time for kneeling,
In time, concealing.
It turns.
Deceiver.
Out cold, it’s over.

Out cold, it’s over.
Track Name: The Prime Of Our Decline
O, come all ye faithless, assembled alone in the void,
Easily.
Into this heavenly body a star is destroyed,
And destroying me.

In a way we could easily stray,
Into a lull or a burst of activity.
In our way we could foresee the day,
When nature would bend to our will.

Fused to equations, alive as a bright, fleeting spark.
(Wingless, sterile)
Or littered with dead suns and black holes, adrift in the dark.
(Cannon fodder)

Permanent and unchanging we die,
In a cascade of galaxies, betrayals and miseries.
Orbits and revolutions of the heart,
Have changed me into something I hate.


All alone in this treacherous, spinning globe,
We all choose our own ends.

But it’s all we know, it’s all we know we can do.
Was there chance afoot? Were we subject to destiny?

We stand alone in the prime of our decline,
Desperately struggling to hold this front-line.
Is it any wonder that they all cast us aside?
Retire, retreat, resign yourself that,
We stand alone in the prime of our decline.

But it’s all we know, it’s all we know we can do.

Is it any wonder, is it any wonder that they all cast us aside?

Risen apes or fallen angels?

Make of me this gift,
Time we cast adrift.
Cast aside.
Bend me to your will.

Fire me out over their heads.
Retire me now.

Now.

We stand alone in the prime of our decline,
Desperately struggling to hold this front-line.
Is it any wonder that they all cast us aside?
Retire, retreat, resign yourself that,
We stand alone in the prime of our decline.

We stand alone in the prime of our decline.
Track Name: HMS Washout
Torched them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees,
Reverb, a well of my surrounding.

It always seems like it’s someone you know.

Snaps a wooden leg,
Rotates its loveless head to face mine

It always seems like it’s someone you know

I tried to hide, I tried to hide as always,
I tried too hard, I tried too hard as always.

Dank trees grow within my yard,
Never tend them, just get in my way.
As always I tried to hard,
Torched the bridge, let you just slip away.

You just slip away

Out of my arms,
Messed up my charge,
Ten thousand leagues down.

Drowning away,
Aches me, I’m sail free,
HMS Washout.

With cutlass and with scurvy,
The crew sent me seaworthy.
And all that I could say was,
“Saw their arms away”.

Saw their arms away.

Torch them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees.

Shipwrecked in your arms,
I would plunge you ten thousand leagues down.

Send me seaworthy.
“Saw their arms away”.
Could you capsize in me, my love?
“Saw their arms away” .

Drown them, the sailors that won’t brave the storm.

Washout. Ghost ship. My spectre.

Torch them the bridges that can’t take the load.
Snap its neck, head on my knees.

Saw their arms away,
And never finding out.

My ghost ship, my spectre,
I could not reject her.
Washout.
Ten thousand leagues down.