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The Innocent & The Cynic

by Richard Petch

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released 25 November 2014

Richard Petch (Vocals, Guitars, Keys, Programming)
Joe Montague (Acoustic Kit)
Josh Weller (Horns)
Adam Martin (Bass & Clarinet)
Jess Crabtree (Violins)
Rachel Cook (Flutes)

Music & Lyrics written by Richard Petch
Mixed by James Kenosha
Recorded by Richard Petch & Adam Martin
Illustrated by Natalie Kyrkos

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Richard Petch Leeds, UK

Richard Petch's second six track EP, ‘The Innocent & The Cynic,
Walks a line between the two ideas of the title. Exploring themes of suspicion, betrayal, shame, hope, and openly exploiting and celebrating the use of oxymorons.

Mixed by Producer James Kenosha the result is an EP that condenses the sound of his debut into concise songs with a band at its core.
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Track Name: This Perennial Gale
Through the death of a prior order, out of ashes start again,
This perennial gale keeps blowing round.

Call it the paradox of progress, one man gets to sit at the top,
but who could careless about the uncrowned.

Cos everything thing that we make will only break and in this desert we'll see for miles,
And when it's broken, you start the motion this desolations not worthwhile,
let us start let us go let's begin.

Cos we'd loose both these eyes to lessen a single from a foe,
when you reap what you sow your swinging blind.

Like the turning seasons it's perpetual, first one must leave.

Cos everything thing that we make will only break and in this desert we'll see for miles,
And when it's broken, you start the motion this desolations not worthwhile,
let us start let us go let's begin.


Shiva from start, from the first beat of heart, the architect of demise
Shiva at end, as the darkness descends, destroyer of sunrise.

Cos everything thing that we make will only break and in this desert we'll see for miles,
And when it's broken, you start the motion this desolations not worthwhile,
let us start let us go let's begin.
Track Name: Call to Arms
Come whatever you've seen your cause yeah you know,
It's in your stars written in your sky.

Well follow agenda all in order you tick each box,
and strike through another line.

All you need is a sign, that you're righteous they're wrong,
You're so correct and refined you're virtue personified,
you won't come out from cover for the sake of another.

Call to arms I've seen it done,
Seen the underhand be overcome,
Call to arms I've seen what's won,
It's the lions share we'll share tonight.

So go forever on that high horse cos it shows,
That everyone else is lost

You're wooden clad you're a Trojan horse, you're the gift.
But inside you're Pandora's box

All you need is a sign, that you are righteous they're wrong,
You're satisfactions supplied by your decorum and being right,
You give out with the one hand but you take with the other.

Call to arms I've seen it done,
Seen the underhand be overcome,
Call to arms I've seen what's won,
It's the lions share we'll share tonight.

I don't see the point in you predicting the weather...

Call to arms I've seen it done,
Seen the underhand be overcome,
Call to arms I've seen what's won,
It's the lions share we'll share tonight.
Track Name: Wait
Sit with me while I find it,
Some courage or a spine, a backbone in this life.
Wait with me while I right this,
The biggest of my wrongs, without thought or intention.

Cover my eyes for the scary part,
We'll never be apart.
Cover my eyes in the cold and dark
We'll never be apart.

Sit with me while I right this
List of achievements, my moments of content.
Patiently we are fading,
In a life time of decline, we're not doomed we're silver lined

Cover my eyes for the scary part,
We'll never be apart.
Cover my eyes in the cold and dark
We'll never be apart.
Track Name: The Innocent & The Cynic
All be it all you need is a cursed opportunity,  
To be damned before you can succeed,
To have lost what is won on the next plateau.

So poised in your poetry, your hidden hope your sanctity,
It's the rumour of your philosophy,
That you feel should be stone should be how you're known

It's all so cynical, this innocence will never be shown
It's all so cynical, this virtues limitless but not shown

The oldest juvenile too mature to be so puerile,
If you are so doomed what can you control,
No one ever grows up we can just grow old

It's all so cynical, this innocence will never be shown
It's all so cynical, this virtues limitless but not shown

It's all so cynical, this innocence will never be shown
It's all so cynical, this virtues limitless but not shown
Track Name: Why
For the restless, for the righteous,
For friends of your loved ones.
For lost fathers, broken mothers,
To wet the head of new born sons.

And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
Sometimes it's grin and bear.

And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
Sometimes it's wear and tear.

To hide its hard, to loose your guard to forget why so we can deny...

For the victor, for the victim,
For authenticity. 
Well I can feel it, underneath this,
A family eccentricity. 

And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
This tree has stronger roots,
And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
It's our favoured fruit.

To hide its hard, to loose your guard to forget why so we can deny
To feel inspired to be admired that's why................

For your sister, for your mistress,
For your fidelity
Well I can feel it, underneath this,
A Family eccentricity.

And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
This tree has stronger roots,
And although you cannot see it, although you might not realise,
It's our favoured fruit.
Track Name: Mirror Mirror
Now the writings on the wall,
Woe betide you, don't be sentimental.

As we sing our final call,
mirror mirror am I going to fall.

Pick another final straw,
And I won't need to open all your doors.......
And I won't need to open all your doors.......

So now you've found your silver ball,
Well tell me truthful where's the fairness in it all.

Fairy tales an metaphors,
Carve the stone and hammer names into a scrawl

Now just dirt and crumbling walls,
And we just leave donations at the door...
And I won't need to open all your doors.......

Now the writings on the wall
Woe betide you, don't be sentimental.

As we sing our final call,
Mirror mirror are we going to fall.