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I was raised by a television
I watched 'Alien' way too young
I hit my head I was running from a shadow
The younger kids said I was a coward
Creeping around the outside it whispers through the wind
It knows my name and I think it's coming back again
I never liked to let my feelings show
Then they burst through like a thousand cannonballs
You light the fuse, put it out, no
Why the fuck can't I just do what I'm told?
Bloody Mary, hold my hand one last time
The ocean is spraying up above me
So i'll wade water til I'm dry
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Two bit town, beachfront nowhere
Badges gouged out from a beamer
You can't trust them with glass bus stops anymore
National parks run by cicadas, abandoned shopping trolley graveyards
Dirt bike tracks and private school boys punching cones
But the boys will never change their minds
I hear the sirens scream each night
Collective broken dreams collide
A hungry shadow eats, then dies
I never prayed for peace, I need a swift release
But the boys will never change their minds
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Forecaster
06:13
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The black smoke chokes
I can't see through this muck
Get your high beams off...shit.. can you believe that fucker?
The embers dance upon the thirsty land and then light it on up
Is it too late to leave?
It happens time and time again, each time gets a little bit closer now
I saw a thousand dead birds, feathers singed and songs are silenced as the ash floats around
Lord
The rain brings the floods, the Murray turns to mud and all the fish have lost hope
There's been another landslide, now you've got to clear the paddock so the cows come home
You've said it time and time again, I've got to wonder just what it might take
For you to swallow every word, instead you force another fucking hand shake
'Feel that hot front burn', said the forecaster
Kick the can old boy, way past disaster
And when the world points its pitchforks at you, don't dare pretend you care
The man from Snowy River, copped cirrhosis of the liver from the booze and junk
The man from the Northern Beaches kicked some mother fucking leeches out of his fifth home
They told us time and time again, 'you want help you best help yourself'
So grab everything you can, and keep on taking til you've cleared each shelf
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Abernathy
02:35
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I saw a ghost called Abernathy
She drifts across a cemetery
The papers said she died three weeks ago
She was a famous ballet dancer
Her body broke, then beat by cancer
Her tombs littered with slippers from her shows
And she's holding out her hand to to the people wearing black sunglasses and she's crying
She does a haunting pirouette
Her grave is now a stage reset
But all they see's a flicker of bright light
She drifts across a silent score
Takes a bow with no encore
Because all they feel's a shiver in the night
As she leaps from stone to stone across a monument to some dead hero
All the bodies that are buried they are wasting in the dirt
As the souls fade and they fade as the flesh meets with the earth
And the spirits reunite with the old universe
As a mother steps aside, and another's giving birth
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Iona
05:22
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Her fingers stretch like limousines
My heart stops cold like a machine
When she speaks the birds fall silent
One day I saw her at a distance
The ground beneath was non-existent
She was floating by a crimson creek boundless
Her parents came from a commune
She got kicked out of boarding school
For drawing pentagrams on bibles
She moved out to the capital
Worked night shifts in hospitals
Where I was being treated for carditis
I woke to smells of a sweet perfume
I-O-N-A
Shadows cast by a full blood moon
I-O-N-A
I tried to speak, but I couldn't move
I-O-N-A
By the morning my heart was soothed
I-O-N-A
Deep inside the dense bush scrub
I went out looking for my love
There was a cabin in the clearing old and tired
Timidly gave myself over to the heavy hands of Iona
Cradles feeble hearts once they're acquired
I lost my sight, I'm outside, I'm alive
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Let it Bleed
04:05
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The day hangs heavy in the night
Cold words won't warm the veins
Keep telling yourself it's alright
Again, and again, and again
Let it bleed
Run along home, your skin ain't stone, just bleed
Built a dam to hold the truth
Told myself a thousand lies
Now the water is flushing through
Along with my disguise
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Sunlight scatters through the blinds
It's another day I can't rewind
Cos I spilled the time all over the carpet
Nothing here to prove that I'm an artist
Everyday I write a list
Then refuse to follow it
Left as bits, I don't care to admit it
You gotta hesitate until it's too late to finish
I don't know what's going wrong
I feel fine, until I'm not
And every night I'm crying over nothing
Eggs keep cracking on my brain
Someone help me to explain
Why it is and why I can't avoid it?
You better smoke my bones then drain my soul, anoint me
Down and out
Kicking round and round
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8. |
Yuletide Stranger
03:29
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The Sun beats down
And cooks the ground
It's been a year like no other
Dance with me yuletide stranger
Let all misgivings drift by the river
Hold your hands in mine on Christmas Eve
But wash them first
And wear a mask
This year is cursed
But for now, in this moment
Let's raise a glass to all things broken
When your mind doesn't shut up
And they've cancelled everything
There's a rapping at the window
Could it be?
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