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Navigating the Night
02:43
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I’ve been raising a thirst, workin’ all week,
a rabbid rabbit chewing off the soles of my feet
in the kitchen I stand the devil at my seat
Gotta get loose, gotta shake off the reek,
day 6 in a row,
the tide is low
fade in and out
I’m at the Palace its home with man’s best friend,
I send a message, feeling messy, and I’m ready to bend,
I shimmy along, from Memo to POME
If ya ready to roll, just find ya own way home,
We won’t go far,
swing by Cherry Bar,
oh yeah gimme one…
I hit repeat and turn out the lights,
Losing my way, from the north to the bay
A band full of blues wont hold off the light
Ill pick up the tab then I’ll whisper (kiss you) goodnight
Im with Jon Von Goes drinking Rumplestilskins
swing by ShanO’s for no damn reason
Freddies then Jazz Lab for tunes and a beer,
Where to next? just gimme ya ear
Live another reason not once I gotta plan ahead,
Ya needin’ leanin’, and my boots are full of L-lead,
I’ll self-sabotage tomorrows existence,
Won’t take much to shake my resistance...
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2. |
Across the Ocean
03:49
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Sometimes I get so tired of all the things that I am
The dark times, in a bottle o wine, and working on the man
The answer lies among many fragments of broken sleep,
out my bedroom window and just beyond my reach
in dreams I see what falling means and
fly out across the ocean
And cry teardrops on the sea
Brainwashed, the great unwashed, eye the revolution
The ground comes rushing up to break a million half filled cups
Just clouded resolutions
An answer lies among where the hearts of people meet
out the bedroom windows and just beyond their reach
In dreams they see what falling means and
fly out across the ocean
And cry teardrops on the sea
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3. |
What Heaven Wants
03:07
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Eyes in twos, threes and fours eyes down, don’t look
take my word don’t answer me
look real close don’t, you might see
What heaven wants heaven gets
What heaven wants heaven gets
What heaven wants heaven gets
What heaven wants heaven gets
sip the tea tow the line
taste this bread feel it
in this town we do reward
in this town you’ve now been warned
Shake like you’ve seen a lion
a shake down in parts your mind
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4. |
The Puppeteer
03:08
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There’s a place I like to ride
memories crash like a flash in a wink of the eye
its the first place I go to taste tears
As I or doff my hat to you my puppeteer
Oh I ride, I ride over you
Tell me your wicked secret and don’t hide
cause high as a kite I pull the string you bring to me I won't bite
Oh I ride, I ride over you
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5. |
This City
03:55
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Time has aged the scars on you
A rhyme strings your heart on through
To the gold that you’ve been coveting
In how many days can you change your ways
and take the hate out of the wait
A storm cloud sucked into your lungs
A poisoned sip a tired tongue
Did the city age me
This city it changed me
Its a beautiful waste
to not grow old
a kiss and promise
he left the trail long ago
Your sin will be the wadger
the chip to get you through the door
with those deep torn empty pockets
let the fire burn through the floor
I neglected the broken skin
That deep torn pocket I keep you in
If you’re truly honest you’ll burn quickly
it peels the skin away from your bones
You don’t want to die unknown
So you try to be profound for me
A shallow cup a sapling tree
take that tune away from me
This city it changed me
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Your sailing on a boat
Your watch stopped working at ten past nine
the captain in his coat
not a bad bloke I guess that's right
then you dilly down from the crows nest
focus thoughts are on the night
they wrap their arms around you and
start to squeeze you tight
Time won’t crumble while you dream
but time may bring you to your knees
so try to hold it tenderly
while you fly beholden to your dreams
That caption and his dime
have you working overtime
you splash that cash in tow
for tequila with some lime
then feel the ocean start to swirl
you’re a piggy in a sty
still try and hold it so thoughtful
but genteelly you die
Time won’t crumble while you dream
but time may bring you to your knees
so try to hold it tenderly
while you fly beholden to your dream
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I believe Ive a lot to offer
Don’t let them make you feel, like you got nothing good to say
to some it might not mean much more than copper
but I know at least Im facing the right way
Loudly I hear that noise, the voice of a stranger
through a wall of sound only the bad is heard by you
still the bright lights oh they feel so pretty
on your face but then the dark moon smiles at you
CH
did you seized the day or did you lose your crown cause you felt the stage would come crumbling down
now those bright lights make you feel sick
if you whisper a thought here in the city just let that wish make you feel pretty
time makes you older in their eyes, only
As she sat on the seat a cowboy a stranger
Knowing if she stood up that bully would rally to
She felt the quicksand try to pull her feet under
but she dug down deep and plucked up the courage too
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Burning clothing fear and loathing
pour that concrete over my heart
haste has bound me tied me to this chair
wrap on that willow with warning cause I knocked when there was nobody there
I got six damn dollars and a hole in my pocket, you know that story well
a click and a sneeze, they got ya on ya knees say a prayer and go to straight to hell
Come dance with me and we can see, who can paint this story right
the wrongs that you and I aint forgotten, wont help you sleep at night
macerated co created
the tides are rising & darker gets the night
How cold could you be so cold son
put down that mirror and wish back the things that you’ve done
I got six damn dollars and a hole in my pocket, you know that story well
a click and a sneeze, they got ya on ya knees say a prayer and go to straight to hell
Come dance with me and we can see, who can paint this story right
the wrongs that you and I aint forgotten, wont help you sleep at night
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I'm just gonna grit my teeth and bear it,
Hoping, preying heart don't fail me now
Cause I'm in so deep, and I'm breaking nails, clawing my way out
I'm a puppet made of strings and sinew,
Heart and soul just searching for a song
Questioning myself, ‘do the demons inside me still belong?'
Hold fire - hold fast
Batten down the hatches
and see who's laughing now
Everything that glitters ain’t gold
Somewhere out there Midas he grew old
And there's no doubt, but the little that I have left feels like too much
Hold fire - hold fast
Batten down the hatches
and see who's laughing now
Oooooh shout, lest the flickers all go out
I'm just gonna grit my teeth and bear it
cause remember that surrender has a price
better the devil that you know than the cost of just a half lived life
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We used to play the whole day long
Run through the sprinklers on the lawn
We've played chasey, we've played catch,
Hide and seek and hacky sack
But now I'll pack up my ball and go home.
The streets were ours to roam at night
Tear down the hill on our push bikes
But now you don't seem here to me
Like you've got somewhere else to be
So I'll just pack up my ball and go home.
I know it's not about who won
It's just a game, it's all good fun
But now it's started getting dark
And we've spent too long in this park
I'm gonna pack up my ball and go home.
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D E L S I N K I Saint Kilda, Australia
D E L S I N K I is a Melbourne based singer songwriter. Originally from Hobart Tasmania.
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