Friday, September 29, 2023

When you crash

WHEN YOU CRASH (E A D G B E)

 


When you crash everything crashes. Nothing happens. When you crash.

The world goes quiet. When you crash.

I feel the earth shift. The sky shatters. The trees spin round in the dirt. When you crash.

 

If you don’t mind I will step outside with my trusty guide right by my side. A shining light on the darkest night.

If you don’t mind I will step outside with my trusty guide right by my side. A shining light on the darkest night.

And if we crash it’s alright. We survive until we die. So if you don’t mind I will step outside. A shining light on the darkest night.


Thursday, September 28, 2023

Wandering in deep dark night

WANDERING IN DEEP DARK NIGHT (E A D G B E)

 


Something simple, something true. Something that doesn’t tell you what to do. Something light, something cool. Something warm, something full.

The sky lights up. The earth spins round. Growing upwards from the ground.

Wandering in deep dark night. When we wake it will be light.

 

Waiting for the perfect time. Come back when I’m ninety-nine. If you can’t find me tonight do you think the fault is mine?

I’m walking home in the moonlight. Leave where the lightning strikes.

Wondering. I think I might.

 

Easy to find, hard to see. Sunlight on the grass in front of me. Last to sleep, first to wake. Find the answer in every mistake.

The shadow looms over your heart. Hear it beating in the dark.

When we wake it will be light. Wandering in deep dark night.


Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Time goes slow when you're staring at the microwave

TIME GOES SLOW WHEN YOU’RE STARING AT THE MICROWAVE (D A D G B D, capo 3)

 


It’s getting hot under this sun. Some things I just must do. And this sky, tell me why. Even when I don’t want to.

You were up all night learning what to put in my pocket and what to leave behind.

If I could sit here all day I would. Counting the ants marching. Noting each blade of grass that trembles in the wind. And why can’t I?

 

The broccoli has shot up with flowers. It looks pretty but it won’t be good to eat.

And I slept in and now I’m tight and stuffy.

And time goes slow when you’re staring at the microwave. And if I sat here all day how long would it take?

You’ll go blind if you’re staring at the sun all day. And time goes slow when you’re staring at the microwave.


Monday, September 25, 2023

The birds are high

THE BIRDS ARE HIGH (D A D G B D, capo 4)

 


I don’t know why it’s so hard to find. A quiet night, an empty sky. Apparently, the birds are high. Apparently.

I can read the time by sound of bells. He said that I should kill myself. But I’m too scared to die. Can’t you tell?

Rising like a cake. The empty bowl never gets licked. I dreamt of outer space and bumping into my mum’s new boyfriend.

 

Aliens in outer space would think that we are aliens in outer space. A strange and shameful faraway place.

It’s easy to find if you know where to look. And if you don’t you can go and fuck yourself.

 

In a strange and shameful faraway place.


Sunday, September 24, 2023

She's gonna come outside now

SHE’S GONNA COME OUTSIDE NOW (E A D E A D, capo 2)

 


She’s gonna come outside. She’s gonna come outside now. She’s gonna come outside. She’s gonna come outside now.

 

Faithfully I ride under the clouds. Until I arrive I’m on my way. When the night comes down it’s like a doona on my chest.

 

She’s gonna come outside. She’s gonna come outside now. She’s gonna come outside. She’s gonna come outside now.

 

Gratefully I glide under the stars. Watching the shade roll over the backyard. Peering through the screen I know exactly where she’ll be.

 

She’s gonna. She’s gonna help me not. She’s gonna, she’s gonna.

She’s gonna. She’s gonna help me not. She’s gonna, she’s gonna come outside.


Can't it be enough today ?

CAN’T IT BE ENOUGH TODAY ? (E A D E A D)

 


Can’t it be enough today? To hold my heart and walk away?

Can’t it be enough to say: This is all I’ve got and it’s ok (?).

 

All this knowing and all this telling.

It’s hard to find a space to be fine and just take your time because no one will give it to you.

 

Can’t you see that pretty face? Those open arms? That lovely place?

Can’t you see we’re not far away? So let it be enough today.


Louie came home today

LOUIE CAME HOME TODAY (E A D G B E)

 


Louie came home today with a sour look on her face. I didn’t have the heart to ask her. And I didn’t have the nerve to tell her.

So we both sat there in silence. With a beast feeding beside us. And the sunlight through the window made us turn our heads in shame.

 

We couldn’t tell what we wanted. So we went for walk round the block. The sky sighed at us, despondent. Like a mirror in my chest.

And I told them I was doing my best. But it didn’t feel like the truth. Like their eyes could see straight through. I said: Look Louie; you hurt like I do!

 

And we kept walking round the block until suddenly we were lost. But we didn’t really mind. And we kept on until the day became night.

And then it got light. We sat and watched the sunrise. We didn’t mind what we’d left behind us. We just let the world find us.

 

We didn’t mind what we’d left behind us. We just sat and let the world find us.


When the shade rolls over the backyard

WHEN THE SHADE ROLLS OVER THE BACKYARD (D G D F G E)

 


I’m not lonely but something’s wrong. Second guessing and stuck in myself all day. And the weather’s changing.

The wind is strong. It’s unseasonably hot. All the big decisions can wait until things start to settle. If they do at all.

 

And when the shade rolls over the backyard I’ll sit down on the grass.

And when the shade rolls over my inflamed heart, let my worry pass. Let my worry pass. Let my worry pass.


Sometimes it feels harder in the dark

SOMETIMES IT FEELS HARDER IN THE DARK (E A D F G E)

 


Sometimes it feels harder in the dark. Nothing there to tell you where you are. And it won’t do good tearing yourself apart. Sometimes it’s just harder in the dark.

 

Sometimes I want to stay up all night. Sit on the grass until the sky turns bright. And it’s warm enough so tonight I might.

 

Sometimes I don’t know where I should start.

Sometimes my mind convinces me it knows better than my heart.

 

And sometimes it feels harder in the dark.

Nothing there to tell you what you are. And don’t do good tearing yourself apart.


It's too late now

IT’S TOO LATE NOW (D A D G B E)

 


It’s too late now and I’ve got nothing to say. The sun has gone down and the night is on its way. I did my best and I hope that’s ok. Because it’s too late now and I’ve got nothing to say.

 

It’s too late now and there’s nowhere to go. The stars have come out but I’ve got nothing to show. The moon tells me what I should have known. But it’s too late now and there’s nowhere to go.


Saturday, September 16, 2023

It's warm enough to go outside and walk around all night

IT’S WARM ENOUGH TO GO OUTSIDE AND WALK AROUND ALL NIGHT (D A D G B E, capo 4)

 


Suddenly in bloom. The erupting afternoon. Our cover blown too soon. But now I know what to do.

Clinging to that pretty tune. Singing with that lonely moon. But the only one is never alone.

 

Suddenly it is here. The sky is now open wide. It’s warm enough to go outside and walk around all night.

Let’s talk about that pretty light soaring through that pretty sky. It’s pretty dark but we’ll be alright.

 

Suddenly it all comes true. The pretty things and the ugly too. Out of touch but in bloom. Now I know what to do. Now I know what to do. Now I know what to do. Suddenly in bloom.


Friday, September 15, 2023

They're crazy but they're alright

THEY’RE CRAZY BUT THEY’RE ALRIGHT (E A D G B E)

 


I’m too quick to want to get there. I’m learning how to just stop and stare. I push ahead and I tear through pages. I’m seeing red, man. It’s taking ages! I’m too quick to want to get there.

 

She’s too quick to write herself off. Let her go and watch the world stop. Close her eyes and spin her round. Don’t be surprised when she works it out. She’s too quick to write herself off.

 

They’re too crazy. I’m too uptight. I’m turning purple in the moonlight.

They are crazy but they’re alright. The perfect circle is made of straight lines.


Wednesday, September 13, 2023

I'm not heavy

I’M NOT HEAVY (E A D G B E)

 


Hide under the bed sheets. Fill the space next to me. Teach me but don’t tell me.

Melt into the garden. Green across the whole sky. Hold me but don’t touch me.

Towels on the line; what if one day they stop hanging on? Tumbling through the sky and I wish that I could come along. But I’m too heavy and I’m not ready to just float. I’m too heavy and I’m not ready.

 

Roll me down the incline. Uphill takes too much time. Everything I look up to looks down on me.

Show me where you’re going. Stop the sun exploding. But it’s too late and it wouldn’t help anyway.

Something just shifted; the wind just spinning on its back. Somewhere I’m lifting; my body disappearing in the light. And I’m not heavy; my heart is resting after all this time. After all this time. After all this time.

Invisible ink

INVISIBLE INK (E A D G B E)

 


They came to me in my dreams just to let me know. Like crosses on trees by the side of the road.

I wandered out in silence through a crack in the night. I wondered if they might find us out here.

Now the morning is written in invisible ink. And you’re the only one with that weird little pen. The sky is clear but not as clear as you’d think.

 

I put my fingers in the dirt and dug until it got warm. I listened until I learned. I knew it all before it stormed.

I buried myself in the leaves and promised myself I wouldn’t. I told myself I could climb that tree but knew I couldn’t.

Now the morning is written in invisible ink. And there’s nothing to see here. But these marks on my chest look like your fingerprints.

The morning is written in invisible ink and you’re the only with that weird little pen. The sky is clear but not as clear you’d think. I’m just waiting for that light to shine again.


Your heart means well

YOUR HEART MEANS WELL (E A D G B E)

 


Your heart means well but it’s in the wrong place. You’re trying to sell what you cannot replace. I can tell by the look on your face. Your heart means well but it’s in the wrong place.

 

The time is right but we’re not ready. The sky is light but I’m too heavy. I’ll leave tonight if you tell me. The time is right but we’re not ready.

 

Your words are true but they cut like razorblades. Spinning round the room killing everything in their way. The sky is blue but I’m not going outside today.

 

And I know that sometimes you have to do the wrong thing to know what’s right.

So, speak now or take a load off. Speak now or just go back to sleep. Speak now or forever hold your grief.

 

Your heart means well but it’s in the wrong place.


Friday, September 8, 2023

They didn't want you to know

THEY DIDN’T WANT YOU TO KNOW (E A D G B E)



Thursday, September 7, 2023

You're so lucky

YOU’RE SO LUCKY (E A D G B E)

 


You’re so lucky that you’re not worried but I’m not. So, I’ll move through it and hope I make it.

You’re so lucky that you’re so sunny. But I find it hard to see that light. Sometimes it’s so bright I get lost in the dark.

 

Coming in, going out. The sun rings like a clock on the hour.

As the shade crawls along the walls of your house an echo trickles out your mouth: the only way to get in is to let yourself out.

 

You’re so lucky that you’re untouchable. How does it feel?

I’ve been talking to myself so long I’m not sure I’m real.

 

Sleepy day, sunny sky. Peg me up. Let me hang on the line.

The moon lingers but it’s not unwelcome. I’m being fixed but I’m not broken.

The truest words are never spoken.

 

You’re so lucky. It’s kind of funny. How you’re so lucky. Don’t be worried.


Wednesday, September 6, 2023

Darg my tail / Thank you, ladybug

DRAG MY TAIL / THANK YOU, LADYBUG (D G D F# A E)

 


Drag my tail in the mud. Let me swim in the flood.

Through the fence I heard them say my name.

 

Drag my tail down the street. Let me walk on my own feet.

Were they calling me? I can’t be sure.

 

Drag my tail through the sky. Let me fall and not know why.

They said Hello and I said Hello back.

 

And from over the fence it fell in my lap.

 

Drag my tail into the flames. Through the coals and on my way.

Thank you, ladybug, but I’m already lucky.

I’m already lucky.


Tuesday, September 5, 2023

The flowers smell themselves

THE FLOWERS SMELL THEMSELVES (D A D G B E)

 


Watching the jasmine run up the trees.

Looking for the cup in the cupboard. It’s right in front of me.

Putting my books on a plate because the grass is wet.

Telling myself it’s alright because I always forget.

 

It remains unknown and I will never get there.

There is nothing to do but my best.

Up to nothing. I feel it coming.

 

Sitting in the sun with my shirt off. What do I know?

Now is not the right time. What do I know?


Up to nothing

UP TO NOTHING (D A D G B E)

 


Power cable. Blinking blue light. Two long lost friends find each other again.

After all this time. Before things implode. Interrupting life. During the commercial break.

 

Can it be true? Memory disintegrates. Up to nothing but good for everything else.

Else. Else. Else.


Saturday, September 2, 2023

Let it come to me

LET IT COME TO ME (E A C# F# B E)

 


Warm not hot.

Leaving not lost.

 

Death after life.

Shadow after bight.

 

Like a bug to the light.

Like a bird to the tree.

 

Let me find it.

Let it come to me.


Friday, September 1, 2023

Whatever path I go down is the right one

WHATEVER PATH I GO DOWN IS THE RIGHT ONE (E A C# F# B E)

 


Every path makes its way. Reaching out. And I make mine.

Been stepped on. Been kicked out. Been growing in.

Sweeping up what they left behind. Gathering wood for the fire.

Trusting that whatever path I go down is the right one.

Is the right one. Is the right one.

Is the right one. Is the right one. Is the right one.

 

Trusting that whatever path I go down is the right one. Is the right one.

Is the right one. Is the right one.


Waiting for my boy to come back to me

WAITING FOR MY BOY TO COME BACK TO ME (E A D G B E, capo 1) When will my boy come back to me? I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to sleep. ...