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Rain Bomb Skies
05:07
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Sometimes the words are not all
Meanings have guessing’s and friends
Chapters have beginnings and ends
Oh, to live between lines that are between us all
Oh, to live between lines that are between us all
Sometimes the words don’t stand tall
Versions the beginnings of lies
Neptune in Pisces on high
Just a metaphysical why!
Save me from all the looking’s forecast,
pissing’s outcast, rat race, poker face
Trail blazing acquired taste, garbage car parks,
Trailing’s, pork barrels, French fry smiles
Oh, have you ever seen the world come to the brink of war?
And do you ever clean the floor after you’ve made a mess again?
It’s written in the streaks and the lines
Written between the sinks and the grime
Written all over the seats and stools
Hanging like cobwebs from their stools
The rain-bomb skies are as damaging as the lies written between the lines
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Reflections of Love
03:59
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Like a temple, like a steeple, raining flowers, rain down your petals on me
A cathedral, like a castle, in a garden rain down your flowers on me – rain down
This is a moment to remember
A Ying and Yang in fruit vines
A couple are united underneath the grey skies
Celebration, procreation, in a mansion rain down your letters of love
Flying buttress, pointed arches, stained glass windows
Rain down reflections of love
Rain down reflections of love
What is life?
What is life if we’re not together? (Repeat)
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Short Swift
04:06
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Who needs a gun when you have no choices?
Who needs the fun when your world is rain-bombed
Who needs hope when you have no devices?
Who needs a job when you’ve got no time to waste?
Who needs to work when you’re just a dirty stop in?
Who needs to jerk when you’re fashions are oblivious?
Who needs to smirk when a war is a like a savior?
Who needs a prize when you revel in your failure?
Who holds the power when your voice is going nowhere?
Who needs a shower when the grime is thick and ugly?
Who will you call when you’re heading for a disaster?
What floats your boat when you’re heading for an ice burg?
What should you wear underneath the mask of friendship?
Who should you ring when you’re family is a stranger?
When should you ring when you’re family is a stranger?
Who should you vote for when you’ve no one to believe in?
Who drives the cars when you’ve had too much to drink?
Ho w will you fare when the world is a disaster?
Short Swift!
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Goods and Services
04:12
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Well it’s expression like start and it’s coming round your town
We’ll be opening cars and hanging on sunshine
Every bit a stranger, the convalescent moonshine
Keep yourself out of danger protected by your goldmine
I’ve seen those words before they flash across my TV
I’ve told you times before not to call my mobile phone
But it never seems to make a difference to
Everybody who’s hustling for a buck and a scam
So you are what you own, but you can’t afford a sports car
You can’t be told or shown because your idol is a superstar
So what becomes of us now if we haven’t got the money
And there’s not enough time to pay off the mortgage man
I’ve seen those words before they flash across my TV screen
I’ve told you times before not to call my mobile phone
I watch the strange parade to and from their shopping
It’s too late to be saved from the goods and services trade
I’ve seen those words before they flash across my TV screen
I’ve told you times before not to call my mobile phone
But I never get an answer
The goods and services trade
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House of Cards
04:56
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Emotions rising, hard of hearing
Looking for the way out of here
Hard of seeing, climbing the walls out of fear
Without reason
Like a vine climbing through the ceiling seeking the sun
Only to find a dark sky façade
(background voice)
Holding in my hands the means of my destruction
The voices from the past now need no explanation
We drink the dregs of bitterness to blue emotion
We gentle humor gamesmanship the fast reaction
We chatter box reflect the world and all its danger
We want to see the CCTV footage played back
We calculate the ways to make the money last (Repeat)
We see versions of ourselves through television
Crack whiplash tongue tired of feeling the end has begun
Emotions rising, its not surprising
Camouflage the pollution, toxic thoughts pervade the emptiness
False panacea, G.P sees right through me
My usefulness is over, what cause is left to endure?
We see versions of our selves through television
And if you live in a house of cards... (repeat till end)
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Double Exposure
04:07
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Out of the shadows into the dark
Out of the fry pan into the flames
You’ve lost your emotion, lost your control
The sentence is over but you’re still on parole
Sometimes you don’t even recognize yourself, when you’re alone
You’re just a stranger searching for a hand to hold
Double exposure in a petulant light
You gave me the feeling that you’re bracing for a fight
Double exposure, double exposure
You’re double exposure, next to your ghost
What will it take to unite your dispirit selves
A pattern repeated, through time and places
No witchcraft or wisdom will unite your dispirit selves
Once I thought, no further than the fence posts
Once I caught a glimpse of something larger
Like a Tardis it was bigger on the inside
You bring the sound of rain when you come
You’re in and out of form when the dreams come down
You’re in and out of focus
You’re looking slightly hopeless when you take a shave
You’re in and out of focus
You’re in and out of focus
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Scarlet Days
04:11
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Red letter day is captured on paper
Traffic stops your way, petrels on empty
Run every mile, cut every corner
Turn every dial, court out of order
Flick through the music, click out the light
Paint a self portrait, kiss me goodnight
Eye of the storm, parliament is sitting
You have rights you should learn – tradies cat calling
You have much to learn, the juries mistaken
You must hide your pride, the verdict is token
Scarlet days, in these scarlet days
Run every mile, cut every corner
Turn every dial, court out of order
Flick through the music, click out the light
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X-Generation
05:01
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It takes blood for devotion
It takes tears to fill an ocean
It takes mud to raise an army
It takes power to stop tsunamis
It takes time to gather wisdom
It takes money to rule a kingdom
It takes luck to form connections
It takes blood for inspiration
It takes time and perspiration
It’s so hard to keep moving forward
When the world is full of have-nots
If old money hasn’t landed
And retirement is a fiction like heaven
We are judged on our actions
We are judged by reaction
We plead our case to the inter-net
Another face to be weary of
The common place is a super market
It’s just a race for competition
The money wage just keeps us floating (repeat)
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Doctors Orders?
05:10
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Doctor, I have a concern, lately I haven’t been feeling right
Maybe it’s all in my mind
Sometimes I’ve lost the desire to fight
Have you got a prescription?
Have you a miracle cure for this malaise?
Doctor what do you say?
Is there anything left in the tank?
Medication can make me desire
Therapy can make you perspire
Counseling the hip pocket nerve
Balancing upon your diagnosis
Constant measure, to find your pleasure
Constant monitoring to find that sweet spot you’ve been missing
Never follow through, return to your own world – too good to be true
No need to fear, nobody can touch you there
Too good to be true, Too good to be true
Doctor I need some advice, an ally with whom I can bare my soul
Doctor I need some device that will bring out my best everyday
What do you say to my pleading eyes?
What should I pay for your sterling advice?
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Table Manners
03:51
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Everybody’ sitting down
To dine together is so rare, the tablecloth is worse for ware
The cutlery is what we can find
A consequence of being domestically blind
Observations of the day, relayed in all our different ways
Some pieces don’t see to fit
The salt and pepper collide, the napkins conspire in ardor
Knives and folks to their prey do rouse
Dessert spoons are waiting for the glee
Glasses half full or half empty
The left quadrant has declared war on the soup dangling chandeliers
The candles have wilted away, no more cards left to play
And you find yourself in the most uncomfortable chair (repeat)
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Tailings Dreams
04:50
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Time digs away at your mind, leaves treasures to find
Sometimes they fade away
Surprise there’s a different hue in your eyes
There’s a corner page to be turned once more
And a never never landing in a perfect square
Compromise, there’s a different choice in your eyes
Monopolise, smothering things you want to feel so bad
Epitomise, be a perfect example moment
A sure fire fragment, a conical conclusion
Wipe the tears from your eyes, traverse the trailing’s and places
Immerse yourself in the faces
The Theatre of the mind, all the silt that has made its way
All the tiny shells that have been washed away
Tailings dreams in your eyes
Tailings dreams in disguise
Tailings dreams in the sky
Tailings dreams never die
Tailings dreams in your eyes
Tailings dreams in disguise
Tailings dreams in the sky
Tailings dreams never die
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Goldilocks Zone
04:51
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It’s been three days at a time
The military supply lines have been growing vastly
With their men and machines
Production lines, destruction lines
Like the Congo cobalt mines
And the everyday rhort’s inquiries
You can always grease a palm in case you get scared
Live a life of charm until the money runs out
The people are used like figures on a game board
People are moved like pieces on a game board
Holding on to hope likes it’s a winning ticket
Raise the periscope the enemy is near
You gamble he will choke, not play his winning thunder
Return to the age of plunder
Make salesman of us all, just soldiers in a war
Of course we’ve seen this before, just another war
Don’t you get tired of it all?
Tired of it all (repeat)
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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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