The Streets - The Escapist (Official Video)

The official video for The Streets – The Escapist Subscribe for more content from The Streets: See more Official Music Videos from The Streets here: Follow The Streets: Instagram - Facebook - Twitter - Soundcloud - Website - The official YouTube channel of The Streets. Mike Skinner’s recordings as the Streets marked the first attempt to add a degree of social commentary to Britain’s party-hearty garage/2-step (and later grime) movement. Skinner was initially an outsider in the garage scene. Although his initial recordings appeared on Locked On, the premiere source for speed garage and 2-step from 1998 to the end of the millennium, he listened first to hip-hop, then house and jungle. The Streets biggest hits include “Blinded By The Lights”, “Dry Your Eyes”, “Don’t Mug Yourself”, “Fit But You Know It”, “Let’s Push Things Forward” and “Has It Come To This”. The iconic Streets catalogue also includes the albums “Original Pirate Material”, “A Grand Don’t Come For Free”, “The Hardest Way to Make an Easy Living”, “Everything Is Borrowed” and “Computers and Blues”. Subscribe to The Streets channel for all the best and latest official music videos, official audio, albums, behind the scenes and live performances. #TheStreets #TheEscapist #EverythingIsBorrowed Lyrics: All these walls were never - really there Nor the ceiling, or the chair I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach I see the breezes weave the trees These walls you’ll find are yours and mine Defined not by them I I’m in times that lie behind my eyelids The sunset still the rising silence I’m not full of fear cause I’m not really here I’m nowhere near here There’s no rain on roof that grates and beats me My favorite tree breaking light to pieces Sprinkling, sharded light on me Throw a stone as high as you can And hearing with hand not hear it land Nothing taxing dusting sand My window world spins and twirls The walls then fall, I recall the sort White clouds white wash faded spotless The weighty shadows, ranges of rocks The cold is all illusion thought up Stroll on the shore, snooze and explore All possibilities in each new morning ’Til satisfied reaching out, yawning Fish in a big dish, some rice and spice Salt over shoulder, never salted so tight The truth I have told was silence sometimes But who’s soul does not hide any crimes? Wrapped in walls, encircled by work The walls fall, the story occurs: No barrier, no boundary or ’low us ID’s The freedom to stay or stray Be fiend or friend cause no harm but charm The peaceful end I’m not full of fear cause I’m not really here I’m nowhere near here I’m not full of fear cause I’m not really here I’m nowhere near here Pale ancient woods, strew white sandy bays This ugly room pales away today I’m swimming in the ocean, I sink slow motion Fingers, toes, floating Every year ’til yesterday I see the eternal setting sea I compare all this to me It’s all fleeting momentary me I blink my eyes, this is reminding me Life lies in the blink of an eye The old die for reasons, new tides, four seasons New life born is like teasing All these walls were really never there Nor the ceiling or the chair I’m eking weeks of peace at the beach I see the breezes weave the trees I am not here at all, you are dearly fooled I see bristling trees, the shush at the sea Mischievous, fluttering seagulls No, I’m not trapped in a box, so I am glancing at rocks I’m dancing off docks, since this stance began that’s where I am I’m not full of fear cause I’m not really here I’m nowhere near here I’m not full of fear cause I’m not really here I’m nowhere near here So done