Gods and Toys

by One Cure For Man

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1.
03:24
I want the freedom The right to tell you Where you went wrong You can’t feel this emptiness you’re too young inside Funny how, the nightmares, are the dreams that come alive You can still be free but only just for a little while Take a trip in sepia but it’ll never be the same I want the freedom (freedom) The right to tell you (freedom) Where you went wrong I’m running faster than tomorrow there’s a darkness in the light Can we escape our slavery? Only the child is ever right I’ll always feel sad for the future like a library unread Is everything still important when we’re crippled in our beds? I want the freedom (freedom) The right to tell you (freedom) Where you went wrong Now I’m running in the meadows I’m clinging to the trees I’m tasting liquid like forbidden fruit I’m blowing softly in the breeze Am I free, well I don’t feel free, they changed my melody? Here’s hoping, the future might, unveil this murky sea I want the freedom (freedom) The right to tell you (freedom) What you don’t wanna hear What you don’t wanna see What you don’t wanna hear Where you went wrong What you don’t wanna see What you don’t wanna hear Where you went wrong Words by James Parkinson ©2015
2.
Unity is cold Our war wounds still open Sign Anglo-Saxon dreams In splendid isolation Sterile in heaven God’s wealth remains We’ve all failed to read That they’ve all gone away They want our dead We want but won’t share Silent by the sea Europe’s distant memory Go back to what you think you’ll see A failure in love with democracy Buy a home to divide They won’t learn together Our children unworthy Nothing's outside this country We always rule At an empire's pace You broke my heart With an Aryan race The world, division Somewhere socialism Silent by the sea Europe’s distant memory Go back to what you think you’ll see A failure in love with democracy Words by James Parkinson ©2015
3.
04:21
They find him close Wrestled by a tree His washed out statue Worshiped by the leaves Wrapped in a coma His words lightly boil A story inside him Too strange to tell I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever loved Dressed to carry the news of the world Well I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever touched Dressed to bear the news of the world Kindness A common disease I give everything But always plan to receive His face a survivor His armour rusting free Given the love required He’ll swallow life’s empty breeze I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever loved Dressed to carry the news of the world Well I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever touched Dressed to bear the news of the world Sleep Rest those weary Eyes That take you away from Time That keep you safe and Blind While outside waits with fear Well I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever loved Dressed to carry the news of the world Well I feel the imperfections Of everything I’ve ever touched Dressed to bear the news of the world Dressed carry the news of the world Dressed to bear the news of the world Words by James Parkinson ©2015
4.
03:40
Are these the last moments to enjoy? The silent seeking of thoughts unknown The lost hides and keeps away from time I am now in love with but nothing So why make plans that will always end There’s more pleasure in not seeing a friend The closest you will get to serenity Is finding a dream that can never be believed And as this young gaze this old land They will find great cities, wars between men Desire meets loss, never got off the ground Ordinary affairs make the absence of sound The Lost will break all of your hearts, for you It can meet you anywhere, kill you just to show you So why make plans that will always end There’s more pleasure in not seeing a friend Words by James Parkinson ©2015
5.
Holding on to heaven’s rust Cleaning it’s immortal frame They break the hell of silence And time leaves a stain I fell into this vacuum Like a cold and sudden change Arrested, I was over charmed Began to dote upon the lame Again and again I’m lost in blood rain The clouds they weep for days Drowning lives like a curse And heaven bleeds all over Every battle on this earth Again and again I’m washed in blood rain We watched them from comfort's eyes Freed from the coldest disease We help from a distance Please Holding on to heaven’s rust Cleaning it’s immortal frame They break the hell of silence And time leaves a stain Again and again I’m lost in blood rain Words by James Parkinson ©2015
6.
The eyes that have seen the end Tell me you won’t feel a thing Your universe stands all alone Sunken it breathes a sigh Send twisted empty replies Say the world for the first time Watch emptiness kill for life In empty rooms features are lies Powered men from hell all bent Blindfold the air of their eyes Say nothing in fear of riddles Rife with lonely Gods and toys Safe to love, safe from divine Waiting to parade the grounds of time Ruling the space beyond our lives In empty rooms features are lies Send twisted empty replies Say the world for the first time Watch emptiness kill for life In empty rooms features are lies Words by James Parkinson ©2015
7.
04:04
See you but you never notice Dreaming of a chance to tell you Is it all in my head, or can we share a mutual secret? If it's all in your hands, don't walk away... And wait at heaven's gate Oh, can you save a place for me? And so give into me and never break the spell for me Shaking with a dirty secret Aching for the broken pictures Is it all in my head, or can we share a mutual secret? If it's all in your hands, don't leave me now... And wait at heaven's gate Oh, can you save a place for me? And so give into me and never break the spell for me Keep on running Just keep on running And I know the time will come to make it real If it's all in your hands, don't walk away... Words by Jeremy Tennant ©2015
8.
02:53
9.
03:28
Hold me back Oh I can’t keep My intelligence Thoughts hidden Lock me away Or someone may just listen But I have don’t have the fight The eternal vision And when you look into their eyes Don’t pretend it’s no surprise Their flesh forever sighs Too numb for the first time They have never forgiven Hold me back Oh I can’t keep My thoughts of you Imprisonend My mouth is a trick Born to stumble and seek other's lips But how can one feel so free When the rest don’t get to live? Is anyone feeling the same? Can we meet where thoughts exchange? Don’t be scared we may think the same It’s so rare and it can still be changed They have never forgiven You’ve seen art, so have I Did you think it was made with you in mind? Bored with always being right Killed by the sun, dead at night Dead at night Words by James Parkinson ©2015
10.
Many great and wise feel the same about it It is never liked at the start or warming as it proceeds Run, run, run March all your broken lungs Away from the lust and pride of the young The shattered egos reveal this selfish world There is life in war to understand death Sexuality is outspoken And wealth is always won Now you can bury your mind in the safety of your home The world’s to share how much you take is yours Delirium will save you and the flowers in your uniform So pray for your rivers To kiss the asphalt aloud And suffocate God with requests to drown this shrinking crowd The fields you now lay in Were always there for you The ones you danced through So unaware So welcome this insect life For the earth has nothing left To share Words by James Parkinson ©2015
11.
I once knew a man, Who calmed me with a God A slave escapes it’s origin The winter of thoughts A kings eternity Madness makes it very clear with beauty Your fate is no less absurd Tragic when you see what you heard The eye that only meets a sky Begins to enjoy it’s little time Are we sad for infinity? My love knows it’s power There’s no hope when all is well Are we taking our heaven, Is it absurd to colour hell? You know so then it must exist A silence that slips through your fingertips Are we sad for infinity? A truism you see, Explores the mockery of worth The rivers have reached The ends of this lonely earth The eye that only meets a sky Begins to enjoy it’s little time You know so then it must exist A silence slips through your fingertips Are we sad for infinity? Are we sad for infinity? Words by James Parkinson ©2015

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"What I like about this album having played it in the car, on the laptop, through my home system - is that I don't want to turn it off....a very good pop-rock record"
- WHEN THE HORN BLOWS

"It’s an album for the romantics, the thinkers, the reflectors; people that want to hear songs that make them feel something"
- THE RUT

"Gods and Toys is a remarkable record...there's a real nice mix of styles and sounds and mega riffs"
- ROB POWELL, RADIO KC

"This is a spirited sophomore record...It remains active and animated all the way through, exhibiting a collection of colourful and compelling compositions"
- PURE M MAGAZINE

"(8 out of 10) The licks, riffs, and solos never fail to impress...All in all, it’s a solid rock record that doesn’t ever get boring"
- BUCKETLIST MUSIC REVIEWS

credits

released October 12, 2015

All songs written by James Parkinson except 1000 Stars, music by James Parkinson, lyrics by Jeremy Tennant

Lead Vocals: James Parkinson
All guitars, bass, keyboards, piano, percussion and programming: James Parkinson
Drums: James Brookes Buckley
Viola and violin: Ros Pilgrim
Lead Vocals on 1000 Stars: Jeremy Tennant
Additional handclaps by The Parkinson family (Hazel, Ben and Jill)

Recorded at home studios in Leicestershire and Lancashire (May 2014 to February 2015)
Engineered and produced by James Parkinson
Mixed and additional programming and production by John Meredith
Mastered by Peter Maher

Art Direction and Design: James Parkinson and Lee Mears
Front cover painting by James Parkinson
Photography: Kevin Hylands

All songs © 2015

James would like to thank: Allan, Jill and Hazel Parkinson, James Buckley and Jeremy Tennant, Ros Pilgrim, John Meredith, Peter Maher, Kyle Hill, Stephen Jones, Ketan Patel, Sean McGinty, Lee Mears and Kevin Hylands
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One Cure For Man is James Parkinson. An English rock artist, poet and illustrator combining intricate, heartbreaking guitars with rich vocals tinted with loss and introspective, thoughtful lyrics.

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