1. |
Spines
03:35
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Run your foot along
My spiny dorsal fin
But be careful I don’t burst the bubble you are in
Let us run amock
Mess up your tidy smock
We’ll make mischief: misinform the mollusc and his flock
Sit with me in throne
The coral’s just been mown
So we can see, in brevity, the empire that we own
Never take a name.
You know that they’re not yours
You won’t be able to take a label until you close your jaws
Take a memory for
Every bone you floor
Put it in your pocket (lock it) – I will beg for more
The garden's just beyond
Pick a fragrant frond
Love, beware my thorns
Piercing you soft skin
You’ve been bleeding since I burst
The bubble you were in
Can you learn to swim?
You can hardly paddle – better straddle
my spiny dorsal fin
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2. |
Joy
04:24
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Pretty little butterfly
Land on me
Gazing at your progress my
World's set free
What is it you want my dear?
There's no nectar in a rose
I'm cool to wait and watch you here
Twinkling my toes
Joy is a funny thing
I like to dance with it
One more stroke of your wings
And I think I might die of it
Pretty little butterfly
Oh to be
A flower upon which you rest,
Kissing it, gently.
What is it you want my dear?
There's no nectar in a rose
I want to show you something sweeter
But you're too damn beautiful
to understand.
Joy.
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3. |
Over Water
04:23
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We're breathing hard again,
We leap and dive, and then
We fall to the depths of the make believe
A figure overhead,
A single skin is shed
And stretched over the body of a friend.
I almost fled.
Soul, put me to shame,
I will wonder why
Lawful recognition,
Spit in my face
Receding tide still begs,
'Don't jump! You'll break your legs!'
Kicking in the womb,
You've dried up all the good,
Now drink the dregs.
Cold wet hands held hard against
The fear of slashing skin on oyster shells
Soul, put me to shame
I will wonder why
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4. |
Reel
05:06
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Sleep
In darkness
Close your eyes
Senseless
Reel your kite in
Underground
Sleep
Beneath
The undulating pressure
Creep
Out of your carapace
Wander about
Underground
Wander about
Immeasurable
And reel in your kite
Reel it in
Reel your kite in
Don't be sore
You don't need it
Any more
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5. |
Heartbreak Hill
03:20
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6. |
Danse
04:51
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Desperately trying to
Seal up the cracks where the
Light's shone in,
Our eyes meet,
Seething in shadow like
Volcanic spiders the
Child's born in the
White heat
I wanna dance with you darling,
Coz it might be my last,
I'm trying to relish the moment,
But it's happening too fast,
We breathe deep and hold hands,
But I can't catch my breath,
I scream 'somebody love me'
With a kiss I need not fear death
Tearing apart all the
Dreams that I've started I
Will give in
But not yet
Feet pounding stone as we
Blur in the glow of a
Tuneful grin
Have we met?
Worship
The beat
Like a god all powerful
You'll find
No heretics
Here
Dance with me.
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7. |
Den of thieves
04:55
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Low,
There was a chorus of invalids,
Staring their mothers down,
Begging eyes and teeth,
Flesh disguised beneath
Their desperate bones
And I hovered beside
These gentle people
And 'Hail!' was the cry of these miscreants,
They wept as I entered the room,
Bleeding gums and lips,
Heaving hungry hips
Involuntarily
And I spat and I hissed
With a mighty wrath
As never had I conceived
I wanted to kill them all
But I bit my tongue
And bade my time
Loudly ignorant
Was I loudly ignorant?
Was I?
Well I fled
With their sweet, hot blood on my hands,
Their sweet screams ringing in my ears,
I showed them what a fucking man I was
They'll think less of me no more
Loudly ignorant,
Was I loudly ignorant?
I was.
And I hovered beside
These gentle people
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8. |
Blossom
04:48
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Watch me drift away
Like a still life
On the back of a dusty cart
Try to disobey
The urge to chase
As best as you can
The colours change
With the world
That we create
Inside our heads
And he cries,
'Please, Blossom, bloom'
She says, 'How?'
-'Thunderclouds will loom'
She says, 'Wow.'
Words are inadequate
Let's make new ones
Lying on my side,
I'm mesmerised
By the tears'
Rhythmic
Fall
Words are inadequate
Let's make new ones
This world is inadequate
Let's build a new one
Please, Blossom, bloom.
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9. |
Doe Tears
04:31
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Where a broken ocean meets the sea
And the waves coo o’er him
Tenderly
Where a doe pretends to be brave,
Squaring up so she might save
Her precious baby
Her precious fawn
She’s glad to go, lad,
Don’t be forlorn.
And he wants to be loved.
The sunlight is still warm
Drink it in, young ones
Dressed in white, a pretty mess,
Smiling out of loneliness,
Clutching a string of shells that she has made-
Salty tears and lemonade
And she wants to be loved.
The sunlight is still warm
Drink it in, young ones
Bright eyes like honeycomb,
A lost dog has found its home
The towers he has dreamt and made:
Wet sand and lemonade
And he wants to be loved
The sunlight is still warm
Drink it in, young ones.
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10. |
Spines
04:09
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Run your foot along
My spiny dorsal fin
But be careful I don’t burst the bubble you are in
Let us run amock
Mess up your tidy smock
We’ll make mischief: misinform the mollusc and his flock
Sit with me in throne
The coral’s just been mown
So we can see, in brevity, the empire that we own
Never take a name.
You know that they’re not yours
You won’t be able to take a label until you close your jaws
Take a memory for
Every bone you floor
Put it in your pocket (lock it) – I will beg for more
The garden's just beyond
Pick a fragrant frond
Love, beware my thorns
Piercing you soft skin
You’ve been bleeding since I burst
The bubble you were in
Can you learn to swim?
You can hardly paddle – better straddle
my spiny dorsal fin
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Toby Graham Melbourne, Australia
Toby Graham is a Melbourne-based singer/songwriter of alternative folk music.
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