1. |
Beach
03:48
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Gonna land on a sunny day
We’ll pick up the pieces, place them down, then we’ll play
Girl you glow, that’s one thing you know
That mixed up direction no correction just infection got you so.
Got the chains just wrap 'em right
We’ll check out the blueprint, get the whole thing wrapped up tight
Girl you glow, that’s one thing you know
That mixed up direction no correction just infection got you so.
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2. |
Western Man
05:30
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He’s a western man
and he owns his land
it’s a lovely plan
thank you Uncle Sam
He’s an eastern man
with a western van
it’s a killer plan
blow up Uncle Sam
We’re living on both sides of the planet
just a little bit
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3. |
Ghost
05:35
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Your word your word
One word one word
I’ll walk with your ghost
Build a bridge to your shore
Sail up wind to your soul
So you think you’re so neat
you shuffle down your one way street
So you think you’re so right
you can’t take no advice each day you're gonna see the light
So you think you’re so cool
take a good look in the mirror yes you’ll see the fool
So you think you’re so fine
you’re a prat jack blind mind waste of time
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4. |
To Go
09:32
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Leave me a place, to crawl into
'Cause I don't want to see or hear or know
An eyelid night, I can withdraw into
To hide away from what the daylight shows
Give me a place, to escape into
When the world outside demands that I be known
A familiar dream I can awake into
Just leave me here alone
'Cause I don't want to go
Give me strength, to hide behind
Muscle to bend the truth I fear
And I'll wrap myself in ever clever lies
And cold and sad but safe I'll stay in here
And I'll adorn the walls I put around me
With brave facades and petty noble prose
And I'll tell myself I'm fine, I'm free
In this loneliness I chose
And that I don't want to go
I'll swallow tears, don't want to show
My eyelids tight, don't want to know
The air is so still, so stale and old
I'l stay in here, not brave or bold
I've been scared, too scared to go
trapped within what memory knows
stay and I'll wither, stray who knows
but I've been scared, too scared to go
I've been scared, too scared to go
beyond the answers comfort knows
beyond the dephts hubris wallows
beyond the reach of testing toes
around the bend where mystery flows
over the crest where danger blows
where peril lurks and no-one knows
where ease dissolves and wonder grows
where fear conceals and courage shows
where I step first, not just follow
where I enact, not just propose
with heart open, not cold and closed
with ugliness and shame exposed
where I admit and I let go
of trodden paths and soothing woes
of masks my dread and pride impose
of 'if's and 'but's and 'can't's and 'no's
into the tempest questions throw
into the reach of friends and foes
of love untold and joy unkown
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5. |
Women's Hell
03:42
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We drove as the play unfolded,
gripping on every word
She bared her scars of childhood,
I tried to share the hurt
My mind was wanting answers,
to feed into her heart
To make a little sense of it,
but no my tong had starved.
I heard the life of a women’s hell
I felt the hurt of a women’s hell
The silence seemed to filter,
as time had moved aside
The whispering sounds of consciousness
rolled tears from our eyes
I heard the life of a women’s hell
I felt the hurt of a women’s hell
I saw the scars of a women’s hell
I heard the life of a women’s hell,
as a child her seeds were plucked
Yet the master of this sex abuse
lay free while she lay crushed.
I heard the life of a women’s hell
I felt the hurt of a women’s hell
I saw the scars of a women’s hell
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6. |
Breadcrumbs
04:04
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The trees they’re still growing,
yes, they're growing in the same paddock as you and I.
The coffee stains on you heart
bleed right through that facade,
its written all over your face.
Mr put me down he’s got the blues this morning,
he’s been wiggling down this road for a matter of time now.
One life, one job and I’m killing it.
One dog, one shit, and I stepped in it.
Breadcrumbs under my bed sheet, I wonder how they got there.
as I snuggle into my favourite lonely place,
and lay by my own side.
Lay by your own side.
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7. |
Drunk
03:00
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When your heart flows down, down the road, down the heart
Of a broken bottle.
When your love flows down, down the road, down the heart
Of a broken bottle.
When your life flows down, down the road, down the heart
Of a broken bottle.
When your soul flows down, down the road, down the heart
Of a broken bottle.
We fall into this world get caught up in the flow
The days they turn to weeks we look for a reason.
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8. |
Shake
04:17
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The shake of a good hand don’t mean nothing at all
It seems the paper we write on needs a signing from god.
The further we go
Watch out, watch out for the under tow.
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Acoustic rock, roll & groove - lush, textured soundscapes - alt-country with a urban twist - energetic improvisation - powerful storytelling - social satire - enchanting instrumentals
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