A ship, like a ghost, like a cell

by Thomas Mery

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The skeleton of 'A ship...' definitely is the clear acoustic guitar and thomas' voice. This guitar and voice are blended, as the album gets unfolded, with other acoustic instruments filtered by electronic devices, with statics or film extracts. Melancholy and intimacy are the adjectives that describe this record best.

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released June 1, 2006

this album has been recorded between July and August 2005 (Beauvais sur Tescou & Le Vésinet)
guitar and vocals have been recorded by Sylvain Closier, additional elements by Thomas Mery
it has been mixed at 3rd side studio by Sylvain Closier assisted by Remy
it has been mastered at DM studio by David Mascunan

all instruments by Thomas Mery except additional guitar on 'shaping places' by Guillaume Eluerd
backing vocals by Thomas Mery, Marielle Martin and Guillaume Eluerd

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Thomas Mery Ile-de-France, France

Thomas Mery compose des chansons avec sa guitare et sa voix, une
sorte de folk intime et bousculé qui dessine un univers poétique et
singulier. S’appuyant sur un jeu de guitare riche et précis il chante des
textes qui expriment sa fascination pour le merveilleux du quotidien,
la magie des rêves et de l’inconscient.
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Track Name: Sing a Song
i didn't mean to frighten you,
but you don't know what i've been through.
it's all because
i was afraid.
i'm so ashamed of the fuss i've made.

what do you do when things go wrong ?
that's right, you sing a song... la la la la ...

I really feel quite happy now,
i'm sure i'll get along somehow,
everything is going to be allright.

I don't know what it's like lose blood, a lot,
I've heard it makes you feel cold and numb,
and your head is spinning
and everything is hazy around you
I don't know what it's like lose blood

it's all because
i was afraid.
i'm so ashamed of the fuss i've made.

what do you do when things go wrong ?
that's right, you sing a song... la la la la ...

and your head is spinning
and everything is hazy around you
and i'm sorry for asking
'cause sometimes soon
like tonite
tonite i'll lose blood
and i'm sorry for asking
sorry sorry ...
Track Name: Node To Node
Swiftly hopping from node to node
vacuum beneath
and straight lines, straight lines

it's up, forward and down
and links you follow
you're reaching the other side
making things up as you go

and they said, they said

they said the sun would come out

but for now

it's up, forward and down
drawn, coded or painted
you are drawing
you are lying there
you're throwing your arms forward
and i'm hanging to what is there and steady

and you said, you said
you said the sun would come out
so i was waiting and i was waiting
and i remembered i was told once
that good things take time

good things take time

so for now and until then...

it's up, forward and down
drawn, coded or painted
you are drawing
you are lying there
you're throwing your arms forward
Track Name: The red of the shoes
in the middle of something that I don't understand
reddish, softly murmured to your neighbour's ear
for no one to hear.

to listen to what is slowly running
dripping on a slope that's made out of the inside
that's made out of

So you can't say
what is hidden
what is unknown
to the shallowness
of your being here
to the shallowness
of your being here

it must stop
the blabbering scribble
that says nothing
and nothing is here
but the red of the shoes
the quiet of the crowd
what is it worth to you?
the red of the shoes
the quiet of the crowd

Really the sound of it surprises you
to the point where you wonder
how did I end up here
Really the sound of it amazes you
For a march is about to start
and you sound determined

to go the whole way through
this reddish and pulsing path
that crosses so many roads
where the water's running

They're swollen with questions

and how you wish you'd break more often that once a year.
how are you occupying your time?
are you waiting for tears to flow
comparing them with travellers
following a steep slope

so you disgust yourself with emptyness
and this is it for now
the red of the shoes
the quiet of the crowd
what is it worth to you?
the red of the shoes
the quiet of the crowd

and shall you never return
Track Name: Shaping Places
I can see the wall
I can see the wall I see it's red
I can see the bricks in it
And that someone's leaning against it (I can see that someone's leaning...)

The thing is I don't know where that is
Somewhere inside my mind or somewhere real

Somehow I know it's a northern street
Somewhere behind a building

It's standing still
It is stuck there
It won't move

I can see the street lamp
I can see the street lamp it's a link
I can see the lamp
I can see the link it's pretty concrete

It is concrete
it is engraved in stone
it is cut in glass

I can see the staircase
I can see the staircase when it's lit
I can see the yellow panes
I can see the squares across the yard

It's like a grid
and disappears
it's there every night

How bad it its
how deep it's hidden
How hard I tried to keep it silent
Track Name: Box model
Why is it
that I dream so much
dream so much and worry
so much

be angry
storming out
thank you so much, you so much
locking yourself in
letting go

On a line
straight straight line
vector based
slowing down

Through Simple computations
it's easy, if you try

So you think, so you think
It's harder when you reach the circle
In real life it all come down to the same merry go round
round and round in circles
in spirals to the top

hey here it is
in my dreams
what year is it ?
feels like I am boxed in...

But you’re angry
You’re storming out
You said I should
Look at what’s here
And stop dreaming
About the things that won’t help me to grow
And help you to live through all that’s left

it's in your head
down the line
straight at the end of
the alley, EOF
Onto the platform, circle based
Logical and so inspiring
Track Name: Untitled
how you wonder how could I have left without a say
and how you cry cause you know I'll never say
what's under
for I don't know myself

and you think
you can stick things back together
but let me tell you you're sadly mistaken.

And I know nothing about your ways
and I'm feeling bad enough as it is so don't rub it in please...

You said it's true that things cant be meant
I know it's not a fact
and it's just you and I crying
and you're trying to slow the phase

If you say you want me to say nice things
you know I won't listen
Track Name: In this circle
this is where i say
and it only can be said at night
when i can't see what is around
and it is already dark
and it is morning already
and i know how we should dream
but do i remember what i was doing yesterday
and what it is that was making me wait
and not see coloured lights

'cause this is where i say
whatever is passing and blooming
and it is mostly for you
a distraction or an occupation
without weight or sense of direction
that would guide you,me
only as a moment or maybe another
or another at times
it is a positive act
a statement
that I and I
are
in this circle
are

so there is before
i
somewhat
some
that i know
that are much too strong
for me to grasp
so whatever
and who is it
that i make myself slave to
to
in this circle

'cause this is where i say
whatever is passing and blooming
and it is mostly for you
a distraction or an occupation
without weight or sense of direction
Track Name: The This That (we don't know)
in a room where the walls are close enough
for my thoughts to bounce back
each time I turn my head and my eyes meet a new patch of white
concrete they come back
at me violently
each time I feel they're about
to start again
and hit the walls with strength

and I close my eyes
and I am trying to guess which direction
they're gonna take
I see the blue curtains fly when the wind comes in

I see the sun

How we dream
and wish and imagine
and get fragments of lives
and minds
and how it is not enough
and how my mind won't rest
and how i am scared
and ravished and lost
and clueless as to

cluesless as to how strong the shiver will be
to meet there rather than here
how i want to embrace the this that we don't know
but we wish we wish we wish
beautiful

like planes
crossing the sky in the morning
and a girlish voice singing in the living room
and i am
listening to life on mars

it's a dream wake up call
it's a gate opening
it's a dog escaping, a gate opening
a talk about a day

and a 'good day' exchangedt
Track Name: Pieces of your brain
I was sitting on the stairs
it's true I was gazing away
all that was in my mind
it's something that you know very well

is it all that i have l lived with you
that brings me back to

the stairs that i walked down at your place
you know it's not easy to say
i'm sorry i'm sorry if I harmed you more than I intended

just sitting on the stairs
watching the world go by
I remmeber I was there

I do nothing moire than say therse things to you
andd all that I know is true
and i'm trying to say them
to say them to you

are you mad at me
are you sorry you met me
I have left all behind
i know i am no good at saying good bye
it's easy for me to say i wish i had done things another way
another way


and now you're far
you said you cried a lot
you have had ...

in my dreams i take pieces of your brain
and i flatten them
so i hope you forget
and i hope you forgive

and i'm sitting on those stairs
i'm sitting on those stairs

and i think i'ts time
to stop
to stop
but i find it hard to stop
...