ROUGH SKETCHES ONE

by The Sun and the Moon

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'ROUGH SKETCHES ONE' IS A COLLECTION OF RARE AND UNRELEASED RECORDINGS FROM THE MANCHESTER BAND 'THE SUN AND THE MOON' FEATURING MARK BURGESS AND JOHN LEVER FROM 'THE CHAMELEONS'. 'ROUGH SKETCHES ONE' CONTAINS DEMO STUDIO RECORDED VERSIONS OF THE TRACKS BEFORE THE FINAL TOUCHES TO THE ALBUM WERE MADE. MOST OF THE TRACKS ARE INSTRUMENTAL AND THERE IS ALSO A VERSION OF 'THE CHAMELEONS' TRACK 'THE HEALER' THAT WAS NEVER RELEASED.

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released July 7, 2017

speed of life
death of imagination
a matter of conscience
peace in our time
house on fire
price of grain
limboland
a picture of england
this passionate breed
what do angels look like? (vocal)
love you, you bastard
the chills
the healer (vocal)

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Track Name: A Matter of Conscience (instrumental version)
There's no question of force
There's no question of judgement
Just a momentary feeling of pain
And the problem has gone
A hint of remorse
In a matter of conscience
It's a race
And the race never ends
From the moment you're born
If you make it that far

The least of all life

She can't carry on
She's made her decision
The storm outside's nothing
Compared with the storm in her head
Society stabs
Like a surgeon's incision
It knows no compassion
Its soul is as cold as the stone

For the least of all life
There is no meaning
For the least of all life
'Cause this life has no feeling


(But I feel
I breathe)

For the least of all life
There is no jury
For the least of all life
There is no mercy

For the least of all life
There is no voice
For the least of all life
Has no feeling

But I feel
I breathe
And I dream
I live
I die

What can we do?
The decision's been made?
What can we say?
This life has no feeling

What can we do?
Decision is made
What can we say
Just count the money