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SNAPSHOTS AND THOUGHTFUL LETTERS

by Euie b Graham

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Where do we stand, I’m asking the clouds In the way of the wind, blowing me to alter ego. When do we lose, no colour grey Stopping on the way to discover a kind of glory, bedtime story. Copper plate tongue, blue bird advice Mystery on a breeze, taking me to higher places
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Waves 02:39
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Rainbow Moon 03:11
Scene in a crowd, a wonderful plight Listen to the stars, dancin’ all night Somebody told me, while holding my hand We could be famous, lets start a band Dancin’ on the rainbow moon. Lets go to Munich, it isn’t that far We could go driving in a Japanese car We could get married, under the stars On the Planet of the apes, or possibly Mars! When we’re dancin’ on the rainbow moon. Look through the keyhole, your living desire Rattle the cage of ineptitude The King of cups, is still taking lessons, out of the flames into the fire Witchcraft invention, tossing and turning, casting a spell with mischievous smiles It’s no secret. I’ve been dancin’ in the house of love We can go dancin’ on the rainbow moon
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Look out, reflecting light, watering eyes, warmed by a gas heater, lampshade Hats and gloves and cards and scarves, chattering music, slightly dancing Sent out to hang from the rafters. Coded nonsense, the usual dribble, careless Hold me in the sun, what’s appropriate for gender roles? Flourishing chuckles, by an incandescent doorway, leaves its outline in my closed eyes Everyone who passes or stands by changes the sky, I sink again, resurface for light For talk, for air for a chance to sing, to be seen, remembered as something warm My free fall shadow, catching dreams, locked in a frightened disguise Sleeping inside, trying to hide from the world, from the noise from the shallow grave Free fall shadow, out of style, out of context, lost in a perfect disguise Changed by my dreams sewn at the seams. Original flavour, magic guest book wild fire, hello, hold me in the sun.
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ABANDONMENT 03:47
He holds her to a moment, everything pure joy, all he can see is her smile her arms around the boy. And the world is wide today, between the covers of the bed And there is poetry, no shadows, in things all left unsaid Desire can be illusion, but his eyes are shining blue Tomorrow can’t exist here, tomorrow isn’t true Abandon the world to itself, abandon yourself to me Forget it all for a while, be a child be free Cathy Sail a ship across rain puddles, cross oceans to the sand And I will give you safety, come on Cathy please take my hand You should never listen, to the wise voice of fear When your heart is full to breaking, your love lying so near…
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Montage 03:05
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Square of light, across sheets, framing the world narrowed down suddenly To one moment, one quietness, a hesitation in time She waits for words but nothing is said, just a cold that breaths itself right through skin Who said what, mirror on the wall, head tilt angle wrong and blur Did I do this or was that him, I thought I couldn’t come back to this no no! Hands, rest on the glass plain, you catch her form, she slips away from here Looking through black lace gauze, reach out, walls made of razor wire Nothing between, reason and warmth, eyes so like a mirror to your own Pander marks, sliding mascara beads, I leave my tears on her sleeve Did I do this or was that him, I thought I couldn’t come back to this Hands, rest on the glass plain, you catch her form, she slips away from here Looking through black lace gauze, Someone’s soul bled out upon the floor you turn away Blur my world catch hold, did you get out or did I come in Walls made of razor wire, splinter of fear or a touch
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Razor Wire 01:03
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Angel Shot 02:41
There was this guy, he was running around like a madman Angel shot in his eyes Piuckin’ up lines, losing his touch on the side walk He didn’t know he was walking away from a friendship Angel shot in his eyes. Taking to pieces all his ferry floss dreams on the side walk Leave his smiles on the road He didn’t see he was walking away from a friendship Taking it bad, losing his marbles on the side walk Angel shot in his eyes. Angel shot in his eyes.
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Neon Wind 03:38
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I imagine you, with paint wettened tears, in green eyes I imagine you yes I imagine you, in the dark, pretty face, the saddest girl. I can picture you, laughing and smiling, on the pier I imagine you yes I imagine you with chocolate cake, we drink champagne, watch the aqua tide Looking through myself, telling a different story, against the flow of life Spoil a little ritual, I made you cry, you made me feel like a clumsy puppy I’m so sorry, can we still be friends? I didn’t mean to hurt you, I couldn’t anticipate The depth of feeling flowing, against this empty frame The stupid words I’m saying, playing a painful game Will you still take my photo, could it ever be the same? I imagine me, with paint wettened tears, on the couch Count me as a friend please count me as a friend Lost and found, against the flow, a strangers voice, spending time, another day Hello dear Catherine…
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Tremble 00:52
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Little Fire 03:50
Blinds half drawn, fresh cut blooms Last time I fell I was so tired. Falling star, too young to lose Half past the moonlight hours You build a little fire, inside my heart When you say you like me, well that’s a start I try to sleep, her warmth is strong, my heart is clear, like a dream blue sky Whispering, I love you, pictures of her inside. Feed the little fire, that touched my hand I couldn’t get much higher, now I’m her man. I try to sleep, her warmth is strong, my heart is clear
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Photograph 04:47
I don’t think I can get used to this silence, the pauses in my life remain Though sometimes it seems streaming by, still I reach out for you Why are there no more tears – I thought I’d cry forever Missing you feels just the same, where’s my lovely girl to hold me I need you every day, no, it’s not every day just some days But some days are too long and my heart is filling this hole With a beating like a drum, I’m all run out of answers, though I’ve run to everyone I can’t look today at your photograph, can’t let go today of your words in my head Where do I go from here? When I spiral back to you, where do I go? I don’t know what to do in the pauses, that frightened look upon the face I feel like I’m surrounded by strangers, no one speaks your name I couldn’t bear it anyway
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Morning Eyes 03:34
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Butterfly 04:46
At the table taking wine and cheese, butterfly wishes and a dream in his eyes Broken wish bone by his side, and a big heart he cannot hide Spinning the knife with all his friends Butterfly whispers love can stay By the glass he takes his time, spilling over for anyone near A butterfly and golden smile, no one believes that he is shy The Tarot cards may hold a sign, butterfly whispers love can’t hide The stars won’t fall the smiles won’t fade, by the glass taking time to smile Butterfly stories take their toll, building him up to take a fall By the glass he makes his stand, the bathroom mirror never lies Butterfly kisses in the dark, reaching out to hold her hand By the glass taking time to smile

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Written and recorded at a time of courtship. Charting highs and lows and in betweens. Moving between country Victoria and inner city Melbourne, camping out on a fold away bed from 1974, and traversing the spaces between loneliness, friendship and love.
A difficult collection to bring together on account of some masters having become corrupted. An album characterised by pure pop songs like Abandonment, Photograph and black lace gauze, full of high emotion delivered to the best of my ability at the time. This collection charts my emotional journey of this most fateful of years, now complete with oddments and demo's in this expanded version.

Recorded on a power Mac vintage 1995 using Sound Edit 16 software.

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released April 1, 2004

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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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