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Picturesque
04:30
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Well you put your bins out on the lawn
Like so many times before
The weather is about to fall
It's a rainy day deep inside
I'm on way, across the rainbow sky
The challenges I meet today might never cross my mind
Faces that are in the clouds, are judging me today
They dissolve into picturesque notes that my fingers play
The sky reflected in my eyes
The pigs on the wing, learn to sing
Just as well as the other ones
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Odyssey
04:09
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I feel certain that the world is on its knees
Absorbed in its climate change
The final curtain is the politicians blames and all their sycophants
In the end we will all be classed as one
We pretend to exist in different lanes
Some of us are more equal than the rest
We will sing we will play until the end of the day
Lights go out, fumbling in the dark, reach for the sound of my beating heart
Odyssey to avoid the human kind
Odyssey to achieve some peace of mind
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Tall Poppies
03:47
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Everyday the television news invades my dinner time
Filled to the brim with opposing views
And the the weather turns on a dime
In the South of the USA theres a hurricane
And you never thought you'd see the day that ABBA reunite again!
Let's let the wind carry us away, and then back again
Could there be any other way, we learn our lessons from
I'm just a cog in the wheel today, nothing big and nothing small
Lets let the tide carry us away onto a different shore
Everyday the people form their queues, to spend their money time
Chinese whispers circulates the news, at who might be next in line
In a villa in the south of France, they click their tongues at us
But in an un-Australian way, we let our mates down
Oh I can see them cut tall poppies again (repeat)
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Marble Impressions
03:51
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The curtain falls and the stage is now an empty dream
Nocturnal shadows fall - create a memory screen
The seats are still warm
Where spectators of the show did reside
The performance has echoed into digital memory
Summer rain is falling falling on the soft skin
Ghost performers, take their measure
Summer rain is falling
Falling over, sense of danger
White lines against a black stage
Mysterious ways to belong to the night
With denisons of the dark now an audience to the secret reveal
The sound of rain falling
My senses decay slowly turning inside, once again to search
for remnants and relics, swirling out of reach
Further than my hands can reach
Chasing tiny faint rainbows
The experience ebbs away
Leaving me with marble impressions of the day
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Driftwood
04:14
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A hole in the side of the dawn, keeps me from falling to sleep
The rain has now soaked through the lawn
The cats eyes have started to peep out from their homes
The dolls eyes have started to weep out of their holes
A siren strikes out through the night
Somebody's troubles arise
The tress have been blown down the street
Extreme weather to analyse
Tempest, why wont you blow some sense back into
All of the people who refuse to change their hearts and minds
Sometimes I feel quite frightened
Sometimes I feel quite alone
When I try to make something special, most of the people ask why
If I try to make someone happy, all that I do is make them cry
I'm on the sea, wonderful driftwood
pulled by the weight of invisible hands
Monies a rort, a lucrative franchise
keeping us blind like mice on the stage
Driftwood is free like starlight and sunshine
S long as it always goes with the flow
I make a song to cause a reaction but all that I get is a blank ticket stair
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Look around at the paddocks
look around at the village green
Look around at the woodlands and see
Take a chance on a wind sheer
take a chance on a copper coin
Take a chance on a love tear and shine
Take your time in the shower
Take your time in the living room
Take the time to smell the flowers and perfume
Find a place to be quiet
Find a place to be contemplative
Find a place far away from all the noise
Look around at the gardens
look around at the nature reserves
look around at the sanctuary's and birds
Cast your eye through the window
Cast your eye over the troubadour
Cast your eye over documents on the floor
take a chance on the whimsical
take a chance on the changing wind
pastorale through my window
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The sun was shining bright, the park was full of life and birthday parties
Grass electrified, crew cut loud noise
It must be said a poor choice of destination
Procrastination would have been a better outcome
That's not the way to make an income
Sam is drawn toward the smell
of sausages all cooking well
Peroxide blond a head of hair
Entangled in autistic hands
Agonising painful sight
tears know our sorrows plight
training carves an evil steed
Not what we know until we bleed
And I should say I will will not forget the painful price
Everybody else is an expert with advice
Upon the learning curve you take a tumble with the dice
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Break in The Clouds
03:33
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The layers I obtain have accumulated
The hours that remain are reticulated
Not trouble or for gain am I inoculated
The favours that I share are not reciprocated
Every other night I see you
In a dream I must surrender to
Like a crescendo of innuendo
Make embargo on the pino
For my libido take a placebo
Change the tempo to address the situation, cease the temptation
Thoughts an inferno, grandioso, desperado, incognito super hero
This scenario, pseudo ego, komakino, chiaroscuro on the walls
The beauteous gift of the soul
Courageous light, beautiful sight both strange and familiar
If you follow the opulent heard
Surrounded by frost the terrible cost, feeling absurd
And when we sleep and dream, immersed in fight or flight adventures
The world might exist through a screen
Portraying all our deepest fearsOn a pillow manifesto
this fiasco unfolds - like a dreaming rain
My bravado counts for zero, pianissimo in the ghetto of my soul
I've been waiting for a break in the clouds
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Forget The Sun
03:33
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When the night spectres run
and the leaves like sleeves for black dagger forget the sun
The transformation has begun
Put your gun to your shoulder
Stride out into the colourless affair
With your dilly bag
and your moonlight shining eyes
you are sure, to take the prey by surprise
Now your tucker bag is full
and your prophecies bear no tears despite your fears
Your noble shoulders take the weight
and your appetite will never abait
Step into these shoes, step into these slipper moon shoes
With your shadow behind and your feelings unheard
With inertia rising slowly, run your fingers through the dirt
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Fantasy Impromptu
04:12
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Life is a storm, life is a storey book
to be read and be written on the back of an envelop
I try to make hay when the sun is shining
and the days hold endless potential - vista insight
I remember a yellow canvas on the easel
Placed there to begin
The smell of turpentine, pervades my mind
The smell of chemicals saturate my soul
Pathways to the places that we cherish and find comfort
I've lost track of goals I'm setting
one by one their marching - one two victory
Yellow lines against yellow planes
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Ayre For an Idle Thought
02:55
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Picking through the charcoal in my mind
To find small nuggets unharmed
Pale as the moonlight shines
On the raging torrent ground
Picking over anecdotes
Picking over wild oats
As the sky greyness lowers melding with sea the road
Everybody's looking for a place to rest
Everybody's looking for a place to stop and recharge
Everybody wants to find a cosy nest
Everybody needs a place to call their own
sifting through the memories we hide
In the helter skelter dream the truth confides
Everybody needs a helping hand
Everybody wants to get to the front of the queue
Everybody deserves a second chance
Everybody yearns for the moment of fame
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Motet For a Moment
02:30
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Who could it be? Who could it be?
Knocking at the door
Who could it be? Who could it be?
texting on my phone?
I thought I was alone
Silicon voices trying to intrude the gentle interlude
maybe I owe some money, maybe it's just a scam
It's a positive time of the day
The rain clouds are staying away
I've a stride in my step to the shops
And the rose coloured glasses are fine and dandy today
It's a positive time of the day
The rain clouds are staying away
I've a stride in my step to the shops
And his rose coloured glasses haven't lost their spots!
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Barcarolle
04:41
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Cold speaks the night to the opulent ways of your mind
Rough dogs will fight like a chemical imbalance in your brain
All the same, as if the darkness knows no end
Takes the joy, between my hands and turns it in to a disgrace
this human face
This sanctuary sleepness, my prevailing weakness
This creeping disease infecting my inspiration
Sets me apart growing my isolation
The search for a joy trapped in intoxication
Bright speaks the light
And casts a shadow on the ground
Fight and or flight twisted up in a knot inside your mind
Some secret knowledge crawls across the floor
seeps into the valley's and ravines
Dark sleep knowledge sweeps across the floor
The opulent sign
A fragment of mind
Passing in cloud
Voices in shroud
raining like tears
Painting a cloud
Emptiness bed
Sanctuary shed
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Figure of Fun
04:20
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Caught as if in motion of speeding car
Senseless devotion to the man who pays my wage
Stop all your thinking about who you are
Wearing emotion like a man behind a mask
trapped in the notion that conventions will always last
If anyone can prosper in this town not built to last
They must not be so fragile, ineffectual or made of glass
Lips in motion whisper gently
The truth I'm fighting, build in redundancy
If not price tagged, what is value
What is currency but leaves on a tree
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Silver Ocean Breeze
03:45
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And now this song might take me away
Sailing on the seas, across the silver ocean breeze
Sailing on the breeze
Sail above the trees
Flying through the rain, the letter box will explain
I thought I might write a letter
To put in words all my feelings and fears
Our hearts not in this city, every time I try to stay I can't connect
My eyes are full of pity, for all of the people who can't reflect
There's a place, we can grow our dreams
There's a place, we can grow our greens
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Turn My Back
11:32
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In the middle of the night, when you head is full to overflowing
Pen and paper by your side
Your phone is ready for recharging
moments are impassioned and your feelings are ablaze
Time is moving slowly and your memories are a cage
Here I go again...
I tried so hard to ignite my pride
Should I turn my back on the voice inside?
In the summer time, here it goes again
Should I turn my back on the voice inside?
Turn my back to a world that's full of problems
Turn my back on the people I've supported
Turn my back on to the gardens and the driveways
Turn my back on to the places we've called home
Turn my back on the rivers and the byways
This town has not always been kind and gentle
It has not embarrassed my name
Yet it's driving me insane paying my wage to the landlord
Walkaway from the bullies and bottle shops
I will disappear like garbage in the neighbours trailer
I will slip away and close all these dead ends
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Euie b Graham Canberra, Australia
Ending formal lessons on violin, I began writing songs in 1992, graduating to a four-track cassette recorder shortly after, and the addictive journey of composing then recording was entrenched. I continue, assimilating influences and forging my own way. I shy away from performing, I write, record then move on. I would love others to listen and enjoy, and hold out hope that I May find an audience. ... more
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