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COLOUR FIELD

by Euie b Graham

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1.
WINTER FIELD 04:00
Ground, silently pulling me down Like an Egyptian mask cats eyes etched into stone Silently stalking birds Herald the frost bite morning sounds Finger tips heavy with the texture of cold Snow cuffs on my wrists and toes. Sky, rolling thunder winter field, green and blue Dressed as a stranger to this land Dressed as a stranger to this cold land, cold land Walking through fog that's hanging on cloths lines, cloths lines Singing a gilded silver snow trail, snow trail Colour blind standing in this winter field, winter field
2.
Stoop back and toe, bleeding through your arms A lesson to grow, hungry for your charms Eclectic design, pretend to google blind side Walking on air, sky fire dreaming with Intentional, guesses and wishes Intentional, questions and answers Intentional, games and rebellions Intentional, rebels for nonsense Intentional, mirrors and diaries Intentional, black page desires Intentional, blink black tears Intentional, phone booth and ripped shirt Intentional, drugs of conviction Phone booth mind set, mirrors tyres and speed Catch the wind on a hurtful ticket Accelerate pride, black page desire Blink black tears, in sickness and in light Frightened tall and frenzied, catapult a grave stone Remembering the cool charm, houses times and numbers I can see you, I can feel you Accelerate your heart drive, catch the wind in motion Hungry for connection, black tears stain like wine Panda eyes are growing, hungry for protection Liquid measure shopping, denying food for pleasure.
3.
Counting the days until the fall Like a starling in the mall Searching for space behind the glass A gust of wind to carry you home See the bird in its cage Flying wings above our eyes While we shop, for a new bird cage Counting the ways in which we hide Diverting your eyes to the ground Familiar face amidst the crowd Pointing your shoes toward the wall Avoid human nature, hiding in the crowd Reaching these faces, that fail to ignore See the bird as it flies Circling over our heads While we shop, for a new bird cage
4.
MORPHINE 04:27
Someone said the stars are about to fall Replaced by a type of rain Toss and turn the whole night long Thinking about a song Ears are ringing, time on my hands, subject to cravings His head is in a cloud of grey Honestly I have to say Your colour has been taking grey The drugs are to kill the pain But the skies are still filled with rain Seeing through the mist of morning Gonna take it slowly, feelings will bring me home Take me home I haven't got that far to go It's chasing me all the way back home Like a homing bird I've written it down, your colours been turning grey The drugs are to kill the pain Return to a sunny day, but your skies are still filled with grey Under the blanket cloud, worn like a funeral shroud
5.
WASH ON WASH 03:01
The clouds are dripping, falling on my page wash on wash Bleeding and blending, the audience is cast adrift, wash on wash Bleeding heart frenzy, a new perspective when I drown Bleed rapture music, falling down like rain Cascade in the minds eye Feeling the hearts beat strain Wash on wash A memory blur, a cascade of feeling An innocent slur, a hero in drag A face lift in the night, a wet featured comrade A limp hand shake, bullet a gate, wash on wash Misery in stain, cold fall fashion rain Eskimo in the bright stars, moonshine radio rain Wash on wash Separate from reason A flight of fancy through the clouds, through the clouds Wash on wash Falling down falling down
6.
Take a little photo thoughtfully, time and again Place it in the centre of my heart, one thousand words Your like a fairy, make a little magic, when contrary, I still want to hold you Looking through the crap book album, at the past Every image captures feelings that will always last Underneath a slipper moon, you're like a fairy Coming home from work each weekday, your wings are broken But I have a knitting machine, I'll try to mend them When a smile fades from certainty, I want to hold you, I want to hold you Take another snap shot thoughtfully time and again Place it in the corner of my mind, one thousand words Your like a fairy, make a little magic, when contrary, I still want to hold you thirteen years, just a beginning I want to get to know you Take nothing for granted Nothing for granted...
7.
Your voice sounding resounding Distorted as a message voice mail closing the gap between the void Shouting recounting accusing the doctor of lying Trying fighting the words of reason to be issued I'm gonna do you so much harm I'm gonna break your arms I'm gonna scratch your eyes out I'm gonna cut your feet off I'm gonna Kill you, I'm gonna kill you! They put me in a room with no TV and no comfort They gave me vallium to help sort my mind out My voice is hoarse as hell rasping like I'm dying Those men in white control my life... Wilderness emotion
8.
Fall into dreaming, about different lives People I still recognise but have different names Look out my window at crowds all around People I don't recognise, but types that I've found Autumn wind fall, leaves on the ground Each one a memory to be found Each one a memory to be found Running in circles, tread mills and wheels On and on, illusions of time Running a comb through tangles and curls Of princess hair, eyes of blue Autumn wind fall, leaves on the ground Each one a memory to be found Each one a memory to be found Fall into dreaming, a last serenade Time has been graceful to you and to our love Time makes me grateful to you and what we have
9.
COMPLEX 05:20
Bilious mouth wash ideas Full frontal tight each sermon control Eyes twinkling in the high sky Shoe face lift leather, plastic on the carpet White numbers, complete dream heart control Dream sequence, foot down on thought parole Guitar out of reach, hard to master One off emotion, can't stand straight foot down on thought parole Till it expires, rapture envelop Drastic measures cobwebs on feet Muster drumming drill face belief White numbers, complete dream heart control Dream sequence, foot down on thought parole Old fashioned hero, to the bottle Tin led sensational grasping motivation Numb cheeks, head today clear eruption White numbers, complete dream heart control Dream sequence, foot down on thought parole Grasping for inspiration in half light Root bound blossoms, walk the sight gap Stranger in these shoes, cunning voice Complex team leader bells and whistles Product of control wild rolling eyes White numbers, complete dream heart control Dream sequence, foot down on thought parole Fast protection glitter dragon Mind altering tulip soul rest assured Warm to life pillow rap pleasure No poetry in dark glaze White numbers, complete dream heart control A sickness of time
10.
SUPULCHRE 01:38
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Ancient ocean,crystal waved Wash away the vastness of our infected blade The somewhat bluish marks A bruise on the earth into fury Ancient ocean, pulled by the moon Yielding a shark to maul our perverse desires Ancient ocean crystal waved Wash away the vastness of us Ancient ocean, insulted by our wire of mistrust desire to harm Which is the deeper, the human heart or the vastness of your Impenetrable depths?
12.
Cars, moving like snails, in the sun leaving trails of memories Inch by inch crawling toward something that hurts and fascinates me Signature cold pressed hands are blue Tracing the ice words around you Watching them all just melt away Cars moving fast and forgetful, past shrines on the side of the roads Leading to big cities and country towns Wishing the miles would fade away Distances force my eyelids down One hundred and 10 k's to the nearest town Cars move like convoys of soldiers on their way to the battlefield Chased, like the ducks in April Fall through the cracks of a wishing well Signature hot pressed words are red Turning around inside my head Hoping they transform into things of beauty wings on the sunset Wishing the miles would fade away Distances force my eyelids to stay One hundred and 10 k's to the nearest town Wishing the road would take me home Deliver me back to all that I own 100 and 10 K's to the nearest smile
13.
Sickness and light, floods black cloths Obstacle night, blue in the falling for stars Remembering calm, that dream black voice Writing on walls in your sleep Dream black voice Recording loop stance a pocket romance Drawing a heart on the pavement Sickness and light, fills half the night With your your tactical warm fuzz Self hatred in charcoal, a meeting place for sensible eyes Foreign coins in slot machines Grab for the butter duck knives Amplify the hope machine Letting ego down gently A self portrait of mischief My ebbing art and trail blazing shadow signs Counterfeit for danger, confetti truth and little piece of shine
14.
Walls of grey growing stronger every single day The time that we spend making all the money we spend I need a cold shower, thought process, hold on Hold on to our strength like a flower being kept between pages of cold verse But the mountains of stress are making me tired and crazy For the shape of my pillow looms as large as a blank canvas And my eyes almost fall to sleep even behind a steering wheel And my mask never fails to grin at the start of every work day Because my flower remains in a book between pages of cold verse
15.
THE GAP 05:28
My mind walks 500 miles and thirty years back to where intelligent memories reside I can see, I can see the path, the fittings the sheen of the tiles Slender respite by heater Ripples shadow passers by the glass door I roll through photos Stumble upon your death mask Eyes closed, but see right through me Your last words still needling Come and see me Remember your rambling voice I still compile your Christmas book with laughable sincerity A window, a foreign light parsimonious with detail Within the glazed eyes Striving to keep life, pay for things and cravings But its illusion, mask sliding over the soul It's an illusion changes colour by will Remain, your presence is an intelligent memory Infused with me as uncanny as DNA, shared past life Intractable, incoherence
16.
Cold grows the days, half past sunshine Thin turns the face a lantern shape Closing my eyes I see you smile Blink back the tears a profit nurse All we see, the rising place of yesterday All we feel is in your hands Dark grows the day, with selfish mirrors The vanity of years can be changed this way Drink to the dregs till the night skin covers Eyes reading notes in our oversleep Oh, to have another conversation Oh, show what I have done I love you, one more truth say All I have have, the flashing words of yesterday All we feel is written all over All I know, the rising place of yesterday - one more truth say
17.
MEMORY GLASS 04:08
Freedom night stream closet thoughts Disassociate from appetite prank cost sport No pain wilderness turns darkness into bloom Night light questions blue print muse Avoiding the glass, eyes shine a moon, blueprint for future Performance in vain, heart shape a sign, stage is a circus Fingers and charms turn to blue Performing an ocean to future selves Time piece pressure keeps me down Close to floor grave fear of sound Avoiding the glass, eyes shine a moon, blueprint for future Performance in vain, heart shape a sign, stage is a circus Play star rock page blurred by an idea frame Man hole for nerves time piece a chasing game Little wings are on fire Close to the floor plan grave fear Mind disassociates from loved ones past Displayed behind memory glass, stage time glue Whiplash freeze frame eyes are blue Ocean tips and remedy a bottle of pills Avoiding the glass, eyes shine a moon, blueprint for future Performance in vain, heart shape a sign, stage is a circus
18.
SACRED FEVER 04:11
Someone else's nightmare dream hashtag scheme Pushing me to fill the strength of my voice Head bus money compass fast blue print farce Pedal down stress free lines, advertise Strike out at the wilderness the glockenspiel Crumbling, melting, falling Flowers in the half light die Crumbling, melting, crawling, climbing, aching, frustrating Advertise your fire eyes your thumping heart Watch a sunshine question A blockade into workers chest, persuading Melting, shaking, blinding, frustrating, trembling Threatening me Blinding, smothering me, crawling to the heart Brain fever sacred blinding frustrating Crumbling, melting, crawling, climbing, aching, frustrating
19.
Knowing that the fall down words are on your lips lately Cover up and turn your back on reflections deftly Trouble with the voice inside it combs your past completely Understudy has to learn his words and inflections Nothing that I say or do changes The feeling that everyone looks at me strange There's a little chink in your armour Understudy drama, learning how to be yourself again Understudy failure, putting on the wrong man's cloths Understudy ritual, take your cue from yesterday's success Understudy staff room blues, carrying a duty of care Trouble with my underbelly it's been hit again Rallying the best I can but I've grown quiet Tripping on those fall down words you're lost in your own condition Trouble with the voice inside you open another bottle Nothing that I say or do changes The feeling that everyone looks at me strange There's a little chink in my armour Understudy drama, learning how to be yourself again Understudy failure, putting on the wrong man's cloths Understudy ritual, take your cue from yesterday's success Understudy staff room blues, carrying a duty of care Understudy failure Understudy hero

about

A year and a half in the making, my latest effort threatened to be a disconnected bunch of tracks separated by time and different ideas about the final product. However in a year of high emotion, everything has come together with a surprising degree unity and symmetry. Rockers slipped between ballads and the more experimental pieces extending the resonance of songs bound to traditional structures.
Themes of loss, emotional stress and mental health dominate the overall texture, some tracks even straying into the realms of a kind of self induced madness.
On the odd occasion one might dwell on the what if's or maybe's, but placing secret ambitions aside my real aspiration lies in the creative adventure. To be creative is to crave a clear and ornamental medium to connect and communicate with the world. Driven by the love and passion of the making, spurred on by the knowledge of a potential audience.

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released December 25, 2018

All songs written and recorded by Euan B Graham between July 2017 and December 2018.
Additional vocals and instrumentation by Cynthia and Patricia Graham.

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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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