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Space Junk
05:00
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Hello my friends, I am like a man imprisoned in a space jam can
If you look out your window, you might see me fleetingly
With stars in my eyes – A space junk satellite
A map of a million laughs – space junk cowboy
Riding the range in the sky - space junk cowboy
Riding on the range in the sky – he is so shy – up there in the sky
Sometimes I come down to visit, put on a coat of etiquette exquisite
Try to mingle with the crowd, but they don’t like my flavor
So off I go again to record another favor (failure)
Flying round like a space junk cowboy in my space junk tin can
Maybe I will see the first nuclear strike from this great height
What if there is a tear in my space suite?
What if the chemicals are wrong?
What if we can’t evolve beyond commerce? (repeat)
I feel like I’m floating somewhere, I feel like I’m flying high (repeat)
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Space Waves
03:41
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Waves, these space, waves are taking me higher than before
Waves, these space, are making me stronger than before
Higher than ever before, harder than ever before
Dying with our heads in the sand
Wads, these tight wads making it harder to enjoy the beech
Your plastic money, won’t buy me, won’t fry me fish and chips
No it won’t buy me - Fish and chips (repeat)
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Clothed in Bluff
04:58
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The winds caress, the curtains are learning
The ultimate test that’s for sure
The strongest hold, elements are unforgiving
Lately, I'm feeling, It's harder to live in the world
Lately, I'm seeing, fragments of surprise
Lately, I'm feeling, It's harder to live in the world
Lately, I'm seeing, fragments of surprise
Judgments made, are a pressure sore
They make us feel, like we don't belong
The approaching thunder, Is a warning sign
Of the brewing storm, to engulf the world
Lately, I'm feeling, It's harder to live in the world
Lately, I'm seeing, fragments of surprise
Lately, I'm seeing, It’s no use to romanticise
Lately, I'm dreaming, about the worlds demise
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In This World
04:28
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I’ve been thinking over the many things
The bits and pieces rings and wings
From the safety of my bed
About all the things that have gone wrong inside my head
I catastrophise, then monopolise the way things should be said
People drift apart and end up right back at the start
Not really knowing much of each other
Is it a question of time?
Are we afraid too much that is real?
The hurts that clothe our bones are worn with a sorrowful heart
And the capes come down from borrowed clowns and make me feel uneasy
The kettle doesn’t whistle anymore
The TV is a soporific affair
The Church keeps on giving bread rolls to the poor
With an ulterior motive that’s for sure
The government enforces the law with an army of servants that’s for sure
The military"s saber rattles, that’s for sure
To wipe the plastic grins from there Netflix faces
The arsenal is poised under callous fingers
To reduce the world to rubble is quite a trouble
To rebuild in this world, in this world
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Point in Time
01:56
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I’ve been gazing at the stars it seems
Feel a little envious at times
But a don’t let it shape my mind
Because the meanings just a point in time (repeat)
The point of that is just a matter of fact, just a matter of fact
I’ve been wasting my time it seems
Placing favor in some unreal dreams
Truth and beauty is a wistful nest
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House to Play
03:48
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The play phone fix is just a warning
The play phone tricks are just a lie
The coloured lights across my ceiling
Remind me of the ways we walk
A phone call mix, might stop me yawning
A play phone fix you can’t deny
The matrix grid is overloading
Unlucky kids will often die
The ringing list is ask no favours
The swinging swish is the silver lie
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Space Dream
02:12
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We stand for trees
We stand for earth
We stand for green
For what its worth
We stand for time
We stand for cars that do not pollute (that do not pollute - repeat)
We stand for rights
We stand against wrongs
We need to fight
We need to stay strong
We stand against greed
We stand against the thrown
We stand for art
We stand for equality
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Space Attack!
02:30
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Well the doomsday clock is one minute to midnight
And the newsreaders hint that we’re in it for the long haul
The 6 o’clock shadow shaves a scary place to be
The more we build security it seems
The more we build for war
The more we ask for sanity, the more the people roar
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Brushstrokes
03:02
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I can see reflected in my visor, the planet earth
With its continents and oceans, problems and solutions
One world, one crazy world
There’s so many people, hugging to its texture like a plague
Living in their world on their own, with a thrown room and a toilet
A convalescent taste, bigotry and grace
On one hand such a snail, on the other a blazing trail
And the Queen is a mystery, and the King has a convoluted history
And the pride are all bright eyed and carnivorous
This perspective is a canvas, captured in its motion
I’ve toiled so long, maybe the brushstrokes were wrong
Because we are below the bar
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Nebula Suduction
03:07
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The coloured lights across my ceiling
Tantalise me with a feeling
In there regular way, they capture the shadows of the day
They tantalise the fleeting burst
They capture your eyes, who follow the leader
Tangle with your thoughts
They are left dangling in the air
No need for despair
Yet I need to learn how to stop
The thought lines that remain in corporeal exile
Give them birth to the populated places
Life is but a dream in this nebula romance
Make them feel like they belong, inside this mischief grinning soul
Life is but a dream in this nebula romance
Life seems slightly small in this nebula expanse
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Social Lobotomy
05:41
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What the world needs now is a social lobotomy
A chance to start all over again, social lobotomy
Don’t let our leaders hold you back, hold back progress
With their Feudalism intentions and capitalist hearts
Greed and power have divided the people, the people
Greed and power have divided the people, the people
Categorise them into haves and have not’s
What justification is there in the world for the opulent elite?
To preserve their privilege above all else
While the planet dies before our eyes
The economy serves the few
And the rest are just enslaved trapped in your station
No hope to be released
While the landlords take our hard earned pay
In the name of superiority, but all I see is a world of mediocrity
Hypocrisy, misery
Why should the arts hold such a lonely status
When the corporate scum do nothing to enhance?
We need a social lobotomy (repeat)
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Just a Moon
03:20
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In the crescent of the moon
I can find a soft place fore my heart
With celestial bodies floating by
There’s nothing else in the sky tonight
Just a moon
We’re not just pieces of rubbish
We’re not just pieces of hate
We’re not just pieces of adage
We’re not just pieces of faith
We’re not just pieces of rubble
We’re not just pieces of fight
We’re not just pieces
We’re not just pieces
You’re not just a moon in the sky
You’re also the stars and the planets and suns
You’re not just a piece of rubbish left from before
Once more into the breech we go
I wouldn’t want to spoil the show
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Dig For Earth
03:05
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Let’s work this out, it’s worth a shout
Let’s work this out, let’s crawl about
Let’s get dirty, let’s work this out
Without a doubt
let’s walk the talk, let’s get moving
Let’s set things right, put them in the pantry
A world at war is what might happen
If we ignore the warning signs
Let’s work this out
Let’s sing and shout!
Let’s clean up the act
Throw away the shovels they can only make more troubles
Let’s dig for earth, let’s dig for earth
We can believe in love with high places
We can be in love with slight traces
You can choose to be a one, two or a three
You can make believe that everything is going to be ok
But as they say fortune favours the brave
I could ask a question like: Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in TV?
Do you believe that what is said is done?
Do you believe in the planet is going to die
Or do you believe in drop dead Fred?
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Scam
03:40
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The text message is a scam
Gamblers are being scammed
The Government is such a scam
The super markets are scamming you
The neighbourhood is a scam
All of the banks are scamming you
Your so called friends are a scam
Health professionals are scamming you
The Police are a scam
The crack dealer is scamming you
The billboards are a scam
The billionaires are scamming you
The banks are such a scam
The newsreel is scamming you
Big business is but a scam
Social media is scamming you
Facebook is a scam
Politicians are scamming you
The elephant in the room is trying hard to scam you
The window dressers, religion is scamming you
It’s like the whole town is built with scam
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Be Aware
05:42
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Sit down with a girl with the brightest heart I know
Is there anywhere to go, in the stratosphere tonight to match?
Beware
Beware of the things that float your way, be ware, take care
Be free, be free to chose the looks you wear, be free
Be clear
Communicate with humility and truth be clear
Be clear
Communicate with humility and truth be clear
Be kind
Be kind to those who fall too slow, be king
Be brave
Glide across the sky like a bird of prey, be brave
Be free
Be Aware
Take notice of the smallest things, be aware
Take care
That not everything is what it seems
Be Aware
Some art is like the magicians snare be aware
Be aware
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Something Wrong
04:52
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There’s something in the rain that soothes my soul
There’s something in the water that makes me old
Something in the way he says, there is something that I’m doing wrong
Oh so wrong
It’s the nature of the pecking order
What’s gone wrong with society?
What’s gone wrong with the energy?
What is wrong with humanity?
What is wrong with philanthropy?
What’s gone wrong with countryside?
What is causing all the suicide?
What’s gone wrong with making a living?
What’s gone wrong with those making a killing?
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New Low
04:52
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I’ve hit a new low
Maybe I was trying to see how far I could go
The views not very pleasant around here
It might in fact elicit a tear
It’s a lonely place, there’s nobody here
There’s nobody else here
Not even to deliver a tear
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Violet CoCo
05:02
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One summer way, I felt a little outrage
One summer day, I felt a little anxious
The cards are played, this can’t be true
Someone is going to prison for representing me and you
Someone is going to prison to represent me and you
Some is going to prison
We demand that you free Violet Coco today (repeat)
She has the courage to protest for us
About the ways the climate has changed
We fought the war to fight off the Nazi’s
But for sure they’ve comeback to roost again
Let’s free Violet Coco today (repeat)
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The Process
03:56
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Measure Talk
03:47
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I’m knocking at the doorways
Looking over fences
Bending around corners
Searching through my mind
I’m looking for the person I want to be (repeat)
Changing ones scenery is a hope forlorn
Picking up the stitches
Picking up the tidbits
Picking up the packaging that’s left around
Watching other people, watching other people, watching over people
At their fait accompli
Looking for a remedy, looking to remember me
Measuring ability, measuring insanity
Measuring the games we play
Measuring our hobby
Measuring a hard-on
Measuring a liquid
Measure the ingredients
Measure the way you walk and talk
Measure the fantasy
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Botanical Infusion
05:26
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Moonboots
07:13
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Art in a Void
04:33
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I’m looking at something about the past
I’m catching a glimpse of what we could be
I’m courting the ears of passionless youth
I’m thwarting the need for validation
I’m listening to the echoes around my mind
Circling through the time
To bring me some purpose to find
Something to open your mind
Not just a use by date
And a substantial parking fine
No reward for those who are late
There maybe no more food on your plate
Art, is a measure of how much we can achieve
Art is a pleasure for all the things to believe
We’re stuck in a measure of time
I’m slowly going out of mind
Catching glimpses of what may be
Watching a colour TV
Yearning for something trust
So many pictures to see
So many hopes in the dust
Surrender to the void
Place my art in the void
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Blind Mans Bluff
10:37
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I’m sitting on the edge of a computer desk
I could fall off and land either way
Off the ledge in my mind
Off the phone call placed so unkind
To contemplate maturity, I need to set the rules straight
The rules of ones personal security
To contemplate what is most useful of late
Contemplate what has been done in all the dark alleyways
The phone has no answer this evening
Its call is a lonely hearts song
If battery weren’t part of the equation, someone should be home
A slight breeze, mystery air
A dappled light glows through a yellow window
This haunted place is it my hearts desire?
A spider hangs from a wire
There might be a hint of garlic in the air tonight
And the moon glows soft a pallid
Leaf mold be of no consequence
The worms devour the corpse of something discarded
Let the worms crawl through the eye sockets and teeth
Buried with their meanness intact
The black cat alleyway is where the cats will get pregnant tonight
And the steeple falls like a coin into the slot
What hollow wind could forgive my worries tonight?
I’m coming home from a bombing raid tonight
Watch the pretty fires as they bloom in the dark
And the flack light and search beams have already been given their graves
And the poet’s pen is working hard
Capturing all the nuance and gravity
And the dappled yellow light is a beacon of sorts
A beacon to weaken the evil hearts of men
And their churlish Woolley friends
And the steeple falls like a coin into the slot
What hollow wind could forgive my worries tonight?
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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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