1. |
Chemical Eraser
04:23
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If I was good enough to eat
Would you chase me round the room?
In your silk robe of lavender
Waving your sword of doom
You could cut me up
Dissect my divination
Have a dinner party for your friends
Eat my inspiration
Because it’s more than food for thought
My body’s physical memory
Relive all my ups and downs
Remember the way things used to be
The party in my blood stream filters through my brain
Delivering all kinds of subconscious waste
It affects me day to day
But I wouldn’t change a thing, not one little bit
Coz I have an open mind about the world
I dream the weirdest shit
Would a chemical eraser bring us down?
Back down to the garden
Where life was pure and true
As the earth spins around
The sun goes up and the moon comes down
Why can’t we feel the gravitational pull
Holding us against the earth
Is that not beautiful?
For the appetizer you could serve my head
Try to digest the words those boys said
Some were of beauty, some were of love
Some crushed all my fears
Some still sit so deep inside
They are the ringing in my ears
Main course could be heart
A beat for every guest
A beat for what you all fight for
A beat left in my chest
For dessert you know what they want
A taste of something sweet
Why don’t you give them what I treasure most
Works quite a treat
I’ve kept it hidden all these years
In a rock hard outer shell
It’s my love - you can have it
Fragile as God
Hard as Hell
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2. |
Drip on Down
03:48
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Oh, my love
Soft like dew
Drip on down
Permeate through
Safe in time
Sweet sweet wine
Damp like dirt
You make me hurt
I’ll keep searching through
What this means to you
Strangely unrestrained
How can we remain true?
Beggars wise
Tales subside
Stained with ink
You make me think
Young dark girl
Twisted world
You’re in the dark
Trembling, stark
There’s a part of us
Still waiting for the storm
So we can swim so far away
To that realm
Let the fire bring our ashes to the ground
Never be found
Dance in the ground
Dark, undisturbed
Heal with the worms
I’ll keep searching through
What life meant for you
Strangely uncontained
How could you remain true?
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3. |
Wheelbarrow
04:49
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To you my first born child
My heart, my love, my arrow
Sweetest rose I planted
And pushed in my wheelbarrow
Two bonny children I fathered
Left behind by a man
A man courageous and dashing
He died inside his plane
His wife, a strong-hearted lady
She would be my Cornish bride
Yeah I flew the hawks but my duty
Was to be proud with her by my side
Though I’m gone
Don’t lament
It’s never really over
I’m still over the moon
That I got to watch you grow
My most beautiful flower
Soft words were not my caper
Hard work, and sweat, and grit
One beer or ten to laugh in
My soil to reverse it
You’re a woman with never ending patience
A wife, a mother, a teacher
I’m amazed you remained so gracious
Through the hard words of my speeches
Love I’m gone
No regrets
We’re never really over
I’m still over the moon
That I got to watch you grow
My most beautiful flower
To you my first born child
My heart, my love, my sparrow
Sweetest rose I planted
And pushed in my wheelbarrow
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4. |
Jago Song
05:14
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There was a time when my mind was closed to the world
So many days and nights spent wrapped in a spell
All life’s colours frozen in white
Drifting unanchored into the night
Love came running and offered a key
To grow a whole being, a little me
Selfless love, uncertainty
Could I be your everything, unconsciously?
My love.
Take me with you into your mind
You’re fresh off the platform, you’re one of a kind
Do you know it all when you are born
Does it slowly fade away, aged and torn?
Baby boy, you’re all I ever hoped for
We are perfect symmetry
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5. |
ABCs
03:25
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Strapped to your voice
Like a dog on a chain
Your melodramatic manner
Sucked at my brain
You know I’d like to remind you
Of that incursion you caused
I know you wanted somebody
To cover your flaws
I know people like you
Curl around
Suck me like you do
A is for apple
B is for balls
C is for the kind of person
Who never returned my calls
Kick a kettle
Steam up your life
I’ve turned into a pumpkin
You’ve cut me with your knife
I loathe people like you
Curl around
Suck me like you do
Apples, oranges, divided
Juiced to quench your thirst
Sucked by packs of leeches
Love us til you burst
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No Hausfrau Canberra, Australia
No Hausfrau explores 'suburban folk rock’. Fronted by Alice Cottee, this heartstring filled folk-league just wants to hold you. 2012 gave title to ‘Best ACT Country Artist’ (MusicACT Music Awards). If you must have a mental comparison, we suggest My Brightest Diamond & Susanne Vega meets Johnny Cash while eating sushi off Tia Carrere. ... more
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