Nothing But Flowers

by Will's Pavilion

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Here I Am 05:54
Here I am at last I’d like to learn from the past When I rest and close my eyes I can finally see who I am inside Outside it's all about the dollar Devotion calls to everyone Join their game, all it costs is your freedom All you are is a hired gun Months and years all blend together, dreams forgotten, wishes made Place your hopes upon your young ones, wide-eyed visions still untamed Blaming one another over cash or creed or colour is by design To have a chance to have a future A slight of hand, hope denied Rushing headstrong along but the method is wrong and your losing One more day blending away into the next one Each one is the same but there’s no one to blame but yourself Progress is short and tomorrow start over again The clock on the wall doesn’t tell you how to spend time It counts the wasted hours until the wine Comparing stress and deeper debts with your new friends Until justice is served in a glass to numb your mind When you're tired of politicians caring only when you pay the cash Raze the norm, raise your spirit, now’s the time to give a damn Tomorrow’s never kind to those with best intentions Time for you to take control, grab some balls and kick some ass
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You and Me 03:06
You and Me We're ordinary men We're not like them Me and You It's not up to us to even think things through Decisions come down from above Queue the working class shrug and the President shuffles the money around How does one rebel against the money that owns you Punch in, Punch out They only hear if you shout
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Protest Song 04:02
When they steal from your child Are you gonna turn your back and walk away or watch their mansions burn? When they kneel on your back Whatchya gonna do Time off for good behaviour or take one down with you? Less than lethal bullets Will knock you to the ground but they don't care 'cause they won't share the truth of this battle ground They were lying, they were laughing But now they're on the run Oh, We're stronger as one.
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The moon was orange as it held up the bridge - tonight is comfort The sun took a picture of the grey college - today is heavy There's Nothing to Sing About Today Would you give the lord a squeeze for me - take me with you My belly is full but my heart's in a freeze - take my portion There's Nothing to Sing About Today Whether anger sets your argument or peace defines your resonance There's no excuse for your silence Simply, open up your eyes I stumble home drunk and sit in the rain - break my contract The bank account's dry and hope's gone astray - break my back There's Nothing to Sing About Today Time for myself and I let it go free - look ahead dear A false celebration and a drink for me - look for more beer There's Nothing to Sing About Today Whether anger sets your argument or peace defines your resonance There's no excuse for your silence Simply, open up your eyes Numbers are crunched but there's no sound made - quiet, you'll wake them A day in the sun and hide in the shade - quite the vacation There's Nothing to Sing About Today Escape from the challenge of a pie-chart day - shut down your senses Pass life by in a thickened haze - shut off the TV There's Nothing to Sing About Today There's Nothing to Sing About Today
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The night brightens my mind I lay awake and I dream of all the wrongs i should right Theres plenty more it would seem than any one man can handle, than any one man should bear But it seems that I've been busy seems I've done my fair share and I made a list of everything There's plenty of painful things Yeah I talked to the preacher said I'm one of the damned here to say that I'm sorry so please talk to your man He said "of course my brother" then he held out his hand said "the Lord listens better when you give what you can" "and make that cheque payable to me" There's plenty of painful things No matter where you look No matter which way you turn People of this world We're gonna crash and burn When I'm at my worst thinking back in time there was too much drinking I was out of my mind but those fistfights and scuffles No, they ain't my worry I'm ashamed of the way you were looking at me And you don't know half of what I've been There's plenty of painful things Every man for themselves Its one for one I don't need you 'cause i got my gun No im not a killer I'm not a cheat I'm not a liar hell no I'm not a thief Im not a pusher I don't even smoke weed I'm not a big corporation screwing the world with greed but they all get more respect than me
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You're Our kinda guy We like your battle cry Come see our money supply We've always wanted you Just had to see how you'd react And make sure that you comply With our health and safety act Which one's your favourite son 'cause you can only take one 'cause there's only so much room underneath our wing When you look at me What do you see Sitting here Am I of your dreams Am I of your fears Your nightmare screams What do You See What do You see When you look at me What do you see Sitting here In my Harris tweed Am I what you need How do we proceed OK no more clowning Takes a lot to be the crowned king Don't worry we'll help with the counting Its what we do Just tell us your onboard Sit back have a cigar well make you a star Which one's your favourite son 'cause you can only take one 'cause there's only so much room underneath our wing
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You shine like the sun We're in it for the long run We beat the battle drum Its what we do You have that look on your face You're one of us We welcome your grace Dig deep and bring your dreams They're not as far away as they seem And you can have more than one You Wonderful Thing You Wonderful Thing Come on you speaker for those without voices Come on you hero, you witness, you griever Come on you looney, you spirit of goodness Come entertain us you singer, you jester Come on you lover for those without someone Come on you marvel, you beauty, you sunrise Cone on you arsehole, you critic of darkness Come on my brother, my sister, my other We expose the hatred, We depose the state and we disobey them Its what we do You fight the shadows at night You're one of us We welcome your light Dig deep and bring your schemes They're not as wild as they seem And you can have more than one You Wonderful Thing You Wonderful Thing Come on you speaker for those without voices Come on you hero, you witness, you griever Come on you looney, you spirit of goodness Come entertain us you singer, you jester Come on you lover for those without someone Come on you marvel, you beauty, you sunrise Cone on you arsehole, you critic of darkness Come on my brother, my sister, my other

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Will's Pavilion is named after an outdoor bar within the Tolly golf and equestrian club in the heart of Kolkatta where you can escape the cacophony and chaos of the city. Unlike this outdoor bar, though, Will's pavilion does not let you forget.

Their debut album, Nothing But Flowers, starts with a wake up call to the reality of the way things are and that things must change in Here I Am. Then a moment of daydreaming until You And Me captures the all too common shrug and excuse that there's nothing you can do. The opening set clearly draws from Pink Floyd influences, while the next song jumps feet first into the world of The Clash. Protest Song responds to the previous song's ending call to action, rallying the troops, raising voices and fists, to win the battle, but perhaps not the war as the protagonist still hear's excuses from others who sleep walk through life in Nothing To Sing About Today. The final straw, one person's self-doubt and self-awareness put into context when compared to the imbalances imposed upon from the rich and powerful, captured in the blues-based Painful Things. Underneath Our Wing is corporate's fear that the movement is getting stronger so they try to recruit the leader. The album ends with You Wonderful Thing, a song of acceptance, where the people of the movement love you for who you are, and welcome you with open arms.

Take the time and listen as an album from start to finish. or pick your favourite and listen on repeat.

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released November 15, 2020

2020 Son of Strongman Records
Written, Arranged, Produced - Glen Trainor
Keyboards, Sounds, Guitars, Vocals - Glen Trainor
Vocals - Izzy
Lead Guitars, Guitars - Dave Olsen
Bass, Guitar - Jason Clarke

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