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Taken from the forthcoming "Aphorisms" LP on Make That A Take / Aaahh!!! Real Records.


I learned just like everybody else
That I am made of bone, blood, soft flesh
When I cut myself open in front of you
To prove my heart was pure
Now I'm not so sure
I've swam too far from the shore.

I caught a glimpse when I was young
A shape of this punk to come;
Set adrift on half-truth
A partially-written logbook
Your gift is my curse.
With age it just gets worse.
Sand turns time's hand
And still I don't understand.

Old words that you told me
Always drift away.
Old words that you told me
Haunt me everybody.

You'll never be tired, you'll never grow old
Never lose another fight or write another poem.

You'll never get sick, never be in pain
Never see your loving son's hopeful face again.

You'll never feel the rage, never feel the hate
Never make the same old dumb mistakes again.

And when I breathe deep I'll be incomplete
But I guess I'll always know
What old words meant to me.


from Old Words EP, released October 13, 2017
Written by Derrick Johnston.
Performed by Tragical History Tour.

Produced, mixed and mastered by John Harcus.

On this recording, Tragical History Tour is;
Guitars/vocals; Derrick Johnston
Bass; John Harcus


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Tragical History Tour Dundee, UK

Blood, sweat and tears acoustic country/folk/punk from Scotland.

"...like Leatherface covering Leadbelly" - BBC Introducing

“gritty Scottish Americana...irresistibly combines sadness, confession and hope” - Shout Louder

"...a vocal with about as much growl as I've heard" - PunkOnline
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