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Dark Mirror
05:09
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When you feel like you could fall apart
And the pieces have no role to play
You're witnessing a broken heart
and there's nothing you can do or say
When your senses have been under fire
And your tolerance is growing higher
Your searching for a certain comfort
A remedy to make you feel ok
But when the night comes down
And when the mirrors dark, we can grow our love
We’ll watch a falling star
We’ll watch a Netflix show
And our love might grow
And it’s the love we grow
And it’s the things we don’t know about each other
About each other
When you feel like a useless part
Of something soft and something hard
Mysterious mechanical living
A history apart from all the thanks giving
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Credit Play
04:23
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The season’s weather has torn a whole
If I were clever, I would have blocked it up by now
And then I’d have to take a bow
The smoke is rising into the sky
An ominous sign tonight (repeat)
For those who cannot swim, hand on to the banisters tonight
And although you wear a churlish grin
Is it the laugh that is the parasite?
I thought I saw a wink
A way through his disguise, the colour of his eyes
Are not what they may seem tonight
But if I don’t abide by your rules
And if I can’t bring home the money
And I can’t perform a function
And our lives are at a junction
Left or right or straight ahead again?
The kind of credit that we need
Isn’t growing on the trees
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Hardship Coming To Town
03:17
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Every time I’ve been thinking about you, I feel awkward, feel awkward
Take a little step backward then you fall forward fall forward
Forget your place in the world and lose perspective, perspective
Everybody’d trying to be better than better than better
And then we hear the call, of a place so far away
But we’re bracing for a fall, on the way
Reading your palms placing your tarot cards
Four leaf clover, look at the tea leaves
Looking for signs, looking for warnings
Follow the blind into the rental market
In the hour of our need, we must cling together as one
Even though we foresee we may never really belong
Pump your chest and prepare
For the hardship coming to town
Hardship coming to town
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Secret Tear
04:06
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So I’m told, you will come back tomorrow
Then begin another year
Life unfolds with all its patterns and colours
In the same ways, fall to the start
On Sundays we will count the things we prize
And paint like a Picasso
We shall wait, we shall watch, we shall see the temperature rise
As the smoke fills the empty skies
Create a shiny moment, something to treasure, something that lasts
We begin another new year, full of chance and surprise
Close your eyes and shed a secret tear
Finding our tomorrows, we beg we stele we borrow
The cat’s inside the cradle, the dog barks at the neighbour’s we don’t know
Everything keeps moving slowly, fingernails keep growing daily
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Oligarchy Blues
04:34
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It’s a thought spell collage, a hideous way
A secret knowledge, hidden away
An ocean of trouble, slowly rising
Want to cascade into a river of sound, into a river of sound
Holy dishwater, the kettle is dry
Feel this disorder on this hellish brittle day
I’m waiting to hear, telephone news
Tenterhook conscience, the brick-a-brack views
A tragical tear, envelope invoice, elephant’s ear
The oligarchy blues
I hold on to a thought for a better life
I’m trapped by thought that I might be losing you
When the night specter’s run and the leaves like sheaths for black daggers forget the sun
The transformation has begun
Lift your gun to your shoulder and stride out into the colourless affair
With your dilly bags and your moonlight shining eyes
You are sure to take the prey by surprise
Now that your tucker bag is full
And your prophecies bear no tears despite your fears
And your noble shoulders take the weight
And your appetite will never abate
Step into these shoes, step into these slipper moon shoes
Leave no shadow behind, leave no feeling unhurt
With your inertia rising slowly, run your fingers through the dirt
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Falling Star
05:25
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Curfew moments, the sound a rattle tick
Eloquence pander, a rabbit and a hat
Quiet clouds gather, cotton make believe
The sound is surprising, even though you’ve heard it before
It wells your eyes like a fool, and for the vanity fears
You sound like you’re a child with tears, lugubrious smile, wanton denial
We cling to celebrations like they’re holding us up
With antiquity gloss, and a fairy floss smile
And a Ferris wheel view and the fire works display
And your parents are down there, just faces in the crowd
Anonymous and proud, that you could reach such heights
And tolerate the crowds
Like a story book at night, try to catch a star – a falling star
I saw a twinkle in your eye and a smile above your chin
Glitter everywhere, lighting up the room
The shadows dance for hours, inhabit every nook and cranny
Lets have a picnic on the floor, no need to worry about table manner and more
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Digital Divide
04:42
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Slice up and divided and segregated by functionality
Separated, cultivated, calculated, manipulated by the human machine
The human machine
Battered and berated and made to conform
Square peg in a round hole must be ignored
Sit around the table and tell me the happiest part of your day
In the easiest way
The digital divide has a new meaning today
And a song might bring us together
Then a song may bring us together
Things are much better together – The elements may force a divide
It’s time to take actions together – The virus may cause us to hide
Things are much better together – The winds may force a divide
Things are much better together – The elements may force a divide
It’s time to get ourselves together – The winds may force a divide
Things are much better together – The god’s may force a divide
The day will come when all dreams are granted
We pay the price through hardwork and conviction
To stand aside and live a life of fiction
It’s a choice we make toward human demolition
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Cloud Burst Portent
04:00
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When the wind blows you out to sea
And there’s no land in site to find your bearings
You feel it’s a fait accompli
Your sea legs have lost their former vigor
Close your eyes, look inside
Close your eyes, look inside
This fragile place, this fragile face
When the elements conspire to harm
And the trees are more like widda makers
Find a secret place to be calm
Protect against the language breakers
Close your eyes, look inside
Close your eyes, look inside
Sharpness order, falling on the inside, falling on the outside
Cloud burst portent falling on the outside, falling on the inside
To shape this moment It’s falling on the inside, it’s falling on the outside
Cloud burst portent
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Interlude
04:21
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Trappings and Forecast
04:43
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The sound of rain gently falling down
Covering the ground with its mysterious sound
My mind slowly fills the void left by all the happenings that confuse
I can’t deny these feelings deep inside
That make me want to hide away from the world
Another day has come to pass leaving me with a feeling of decay
Waiting for a happy hour, to restore my desire to create
The moon is hiding behind a cloud heralding the slow and gentle rain
There are rules to be followed, in order to make headway
And tread the path to success
And join the throng who strive to belong
Dangers and the strangers and the ctravings that we deny
Trappings and the bright lights
And the dizzy heights that we aspire to
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The Vanity Ordeal
03:30
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It’s just a state of the mind, when you’re feeling blind
The unruly wind might blow you away
If you’re feeling unkind
Afraid of what you might find
The person looking back
When you look in the mirror
You don’t like what you might find
When you look in the mirror
Because it’s tricky and unkind
When you look in the mirror
Your skin is a disgrace
When you look in the mirror
Your hair is out of place
When you look in the mirror
You’re popping your pimples
Plucking your hairs
Touching up blemishes
As if everybody cares
Everybody notices – Everybody cares
If nobody notices – Nobody cares
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Child Inside The Man
03:58
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The image takes its time and place to make
Face paint is the finest hour, to date
Catch up with the morning pretty hour
Gather your strength, present the best person
Make sure that you are presentable
Take the scissors and cut out a new hair do
Take your time to do your buttons up
Try to make yourself look a little thinner
There are many ways to make yourself feel better
Take another shopping bag
And buy some things that make me feel better
Take a little shopping hand
Try to be the one who is responsible
Catch a tiger by the hand
Don’t forget to understand the child’s view
Envelope the letter with a stamp
Send it to all the people who have forgotten
Have a conversation with a child
Lurking inside this wreckage I’ve become
Walking through a darkened room
Don’t forget to look where you’re going
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Covid-19
04:14
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News conference is called, I’ve heard it all before
The figures slide across the screen, emergency rates to calculate the pain
For the people who end up on the ward
I try to ignore, I try to ignore
But the sun still shines and illuminates the world
For the beauty that surrounds us all
And the stars still shine and tinkle in my mind
Making music is like wealth for the poor
And if the rain check bouncers
And the radio announcers peddle fear like there’s no tomorrow – no tomorrow
You probably think I’m crazy for the things I’m saying
You probably think I’m lazy, but I’m compelled to add my voice to the throng
To the throng to the throng (repeat)
Forge money to burn, I’m beginning to learn
The company is right on my back
The say so’s think twice, they’re not very nice
When the corruption is beginning to show
But the sun still shines and illuminates the world
For the beauty that surrounds us all
And the stars still shine and tinkle in my mind
Making music is like wealth for the poor
And if the rain check bouncers
And the radio announcers peddle fear like there’s no tomorrow – no tomorrow
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Lying in My Bed
03:32
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There’s a war in my head and they’re taking no prisoners
Lying in my bed, for more hours than is good for me
Sometimes in my mind I think things could be rosey
I tell myself to stop this negativity that poisons me right to the core
If I could just change my name, transplant my brain
Become a different person, maybe I would fit the mold
Do everything that I’m told
Not lose a single moment angsting
My children would sing with glee, enjoy my company
For the first time in ages
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Brave New World
06:42
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Watching the tragedy unfold from the comfort of my hold
Prey tell the impact on our lives tangled in the Webb of lies
Against my better judgement, against my instinct to survive
Protecting my own kind
We answer questions that have no answers
Trying to be a role model to my children, and not lose hope
And not lose feeling for the brave new world
Watch protection rackets and queues
From the comfort of my couch, lifelines, bigotry and views
In the corner of my eye, sidestep excuses and lies
Right before my eyes, the rat race, a sordid tale of ends
Is there anyone who can make a in this amends in this town?
Not this fait and faith pollution
Not this lack of imagination
Is there anyone who can lead us well in this world?
Not this fait and faith pollution
Not this lack of imagination
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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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