Friday, January 20, 2023

Pain and truth

PAIN AND TRUTH (D G D G A D, capo 2)

Something I can cling to. Someone I can tell anything to. Somewhere I can get to.

Somehow I will find you. Somersaults through oceans and skies blue.

Sometimes I can feel you. Summer makes me think of you. Sunflowers in bloom.

Something like pain and truth. Like rain through the roof. Like boulder in your hands. On your shoulders I can stand. In pain and truth.

 

Something I can rise to. Laid awake all night in my bedroom. I wish I could tell you.

Someone’s on the other end. Someone said it’s all pretend. Sometimes I just think we’re scared.

Of pain and truth. Rain through the roof. Falling through the floor. Not knowing anymore.

Like boulders in your hands. On your shoulders I will stand.


Thursday, January 19, 2023

Dark clouds

DARK CLOUDS (E A D G B E, capo 2)

Move the dark clouds away from my heart.

Take your hands and spread them apart.

Send a light so I know where you are.

 

Let the dark clouds sink into the earth.

They disappear but they always return.

We make mistakes but continue to learn.

 

Under my fingernails. Between my toes.

Behind my ears and inside my nose.

Far away but all around.

 

Move the dark clouds away from my heart.

Take your hands and spread them apart.

Move the dark clouds away from my heart.


Sit on the sand

SIT ON THE SAND (E A D G B E)

I want to go fishing but I don’t know to fish. I want to ride bike but I don’t know where it is. I want to lose my mind. Throw it as far as my fishing line goes.

I want know what everybody else feels like. I want to have a dream but I can’t sleep at night. I want to get in a fight with a cloud and let him win.

I don’t want to arrive but I can’t keep going. The wind has died but I won’t stop blowing. I want to be alive but I don’t know where I’m going.

So I’ll go to the beach in the afternoon. Sit on the sand until I see the moon. Sit on the sand; what else would I want to do but sit on the sand?

 

I want to play guitar but I only know three chords. I want to have a surf but there’re holes in all my boards. I want to learn how to fix things.

I want to read a book while my eyes are closed. I want to hold your hand while I blow my nose. I want to know where the bait goes.

I don’t want to arrive but I can’t keep going. The wind has died but I want stop blowing. I want to be alive but I don’t know where I’m going.

So I’ll go to the beach in the afternoon. Sit on the sand until I see the moon. Sit on the sand; what else would I want to do but sit on the sand?

 

I’ll sit on the sand.

Sit on the sand.

(Yeh) Sit on the sand.

I’ll sit on the sand.


Tuesday, January 17, 2023

Outta bed

OUTTA BED (E A D G B E, capo 1)

I can only get myself out of bed. I can only hold what can fit in my hands. I can only try. It has to be enough.

I can only sing one song at a time. Whether it is dark or light outside. Whether it is calm or a little bit rough.

I can hear a voice. I can see a face. I can feel light from a heavenly place.

I can touch a hand. I can hold a head. I can only get myself out of bed.

 

I can only hold my breath for fifteen seconds. Maybe a bit longer if I really had to.

I could never make spag bol like Mum does. But I can put vegemite on pretty much anything.

I hear a voice. I see a face. I can feel a light from a heavenly place.

I can touch a hand. I can hold a head. I can only get myself out of bed.

I can only hold what can fit in my hands. I can only get myself out of bed.

Whether it is dark or light outside.


Monday, January 16, 2023

I think I've had enough

I THINK I’VE HAD ENOUGH (D A D G B E)

I’ve only got myself to blame. But I’ve only got myself to apologise to, too.

Wind icy cold and the water is rough. Fuck what you’re told, I think you’ve heard enough.

I look with my nose and hear with my hands.

 

Slept for thirteen days. And I woke up feeling ok.

Golden and white like a cupboard of stuff. Throw me a light, I think you’ve seen enough.

Cling to me tight it’s about to get messy.

 

Wind icy cold and the water is rough. Blows through your bones and it raises you up.

Take me back home, I think I’ve had enough.

I think I’ve had enough.

I think I’ve had enough.

I think I’ve had enough.

I think I’ve had enough.


Sunday, January 15, 2023

Lightning

LIGHTNING (D A D G B E)

Lightning bites you. Unclear, come through. Doors swing, doors slam. I know I am not. On track, off road. Light pack, heavy load. Come back, come home.

Lightning strikes like wheels on a pushbike. Ride through the night until the sun comes back. Come here, come home. Through the bubbles and foam. Until we land we’ll roam.

Let the sharks chase like thunder in your face. Until you find a safe space. Wouldn’t that be all you’d asked for? Waiting at your front door but you haven’t been home in a while.

Lighting falls like rain through the roof. Like jumping through hoops. Like a cold bowl of soup. Like chicken in a coop. Like a Tuesday afternoon. Like a Wednesday afternoon. Like a Thursday afternoon. Like a—


Saturday, January 14, 2023

Perfume

PERFUME (E A D G B E)

What can we do? Who can we talk to? She’s only young.

She smelled like rain. We named her perfume. And it poured all night.

It made us sad. She was too beautiful. It could never last. They would eat her alive.

 

We made a choice. And she went quietly.

Now I hear her voice almost every time it rains.

What can we do? Where is the prize?

Like day becomes night. Now I know it comes at a price.


Then we fell silent

THEN WE FELL SILENT (E A D G B E, capo 2)

Then we fell silent. The sun was setting.

Pulled by a strong light. The night was soft and thick.

 

No one denies it. Knowing is just enough.

And I won’t hide it again.

 

Still undecided. As the night was breathing in.

Then we fell silent.


Wednesday, January 11, 2023

They live in my heart

THEY LIVE IN MY HEART (E A D G B E)

They live in my heart; these moments.

The colours, the smells, the people.

Some lost, some gained. Never repeated.

 

They live in my heart; these feelings.

Sunsets, sun flies.

And time just blows in the wind.

 

They live in my heart forever.

And as I move closer I hope for clarity.

I hope for compassion. I hope for love.

For myself and everyone else.

 

They live in my heart. These moments.

These moments.


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made this with a qy100 and my trusty mpc2500. pls enjoy         Above  - bandcamp link