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She’s like Melbourne weather, the way she changes so constantly
Just like Melbourne weather, you never know what day she wants to be
And if I were a farmer, I’d grow her a field of smiles
If I were Noah, I’d build her an ark
And if I had wishes, and wishes meant anything
I’d wish just to free her heart
She’s like runaway horses, the way she can’t get away fast enough
And like those runaway horses, you never know what it is she’s thinking of
And la la la la, I love her more than anything, and I love her more than anyone else
But when stars fall and land, when stars fall and land
They burn little holes in her hand
She’s like midsummer sunshine, sometimes maybe a little too intense
And like that midsummer sunshine, she throws light to every corner where she is
And la la la la, I love her more than anything, and I love her more than anyone else
But when stars fall and land, when stars fall and land
They burn little holes in her hand
She’s like Melbourne weather, the way she changes so constantly
‘Cos you know Melbourne weather does that
You never know just what day is going to bring
And la la la la, I love her more than anything, and la la la la, I love her more than anyone
And those brief silent seconds that settle our souls are the most precious gifts
But when stars fall and land, when stars fall and land
When stars fall and land, when stars fall and land
When stars fall and land
They burn these tiny little holes in her hand
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Automatic Charm
03:56
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No-one put a gun to your head
No-one put those words into your breath
And I never said you shouldn’t take her out
That’s all in your imagination
But the automatic charm this girl implements
Is messing with the settings on your instrument
Everybody knows you’re being had
By some scary new voodoo witchcraft
(oh-whoa whoa) You never saw the fire until you fell in it
(oh-whoa-whoa) You didn’t feel the heat until it burned
A hole through your heart
So she took away the bubble you’d been floating in
Everybody lies once they’re voted in
You’re dealing with a real femme fatale
A truly biblical temptress
But it’s fair to say that it’s being said
That you’ve been batting way above your average
CHORUS
BREAK
CHORUS x3
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Roadside Flowers
03:29
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When did you know, that the powerlines were broken
Where did you go, when the suburbs sank from the sky
And why did you hold those stones and throw away the diamonds
Dead flowers by the roadside
Who did you meet, as you were driving through the wonders
And what did they steal that you hadn’t already lost
And how many times did you cry to me, when it all went south
Dead flowers by the roadside
Twilight changes as you fill your years. Days get short and nights come and go
And a movie reel seems to spin, so much faster
As it heads towards the end of the show
How could it be, that your desperate friends were riding
To hide from your seek, until you found them ready or not
So why did you still thread your gold into their rusting wires
Dead flowers by the roadside
Dead flowers by the roadside
Don’t give your enemies too much time. That way you let the bastards win
‘Cos we’re less unkillable, than we used to be
Now that time has become a sniper
There are only two stories: either a person goes on a journey
Or else a stranger, a stranger comes into town
If that’s how it is, then I will be that stranger
Planting flowers by the roadside
New flowers by the roadside
Flowers by the roadside
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Walking in Your Sleep
05:03
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Faster than the speed of a searchlight
Slower than a smuggler’s creep
In the salty air a siren is singing
For this sailor who is lost in the deep
And I’m walking in your sleep
Walking in your sleep
Suddenly my eye is a camera
Shooting through the lens of your dream
Yet I’m not awake, but I’m still here
Coming back to all the places we’d been
And I’m walking in your sleep
Walking in your sleep
Higher than the crest of the sun
And two hundred thousand leagues deep
Take this desire and longing from me
And lock it in a box you can keep
As I’m walking in your sleep
Walking in your sleep
Walking in your sleep
Walking in your sleep
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Milton White
03:26
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A sinner and saint, a winner and a chooser
Took the mark of the day, then threw his hat to the loser
You’ll always have him on your side
He’ll light a neon in your soul
Puts the rock right into your roll
So take it away, there’s nothing to stop him
From Nairobi to Northcote, Shanghai to Preston
And everywhere that this man goes
There’s nobody that he won’t know
Got a passport smile to the world
Milton, Milton White x2
So people are you ready for, the someone you’ve been waiting for?
The hero that you can’t ignore – the legend…
Milton White
Now you know that I’m right, because I’m no good at lying
And a saint is just a sinner, who never gave up trying
You’re free to join him for a ride
As long as you’ve got a hand for the handle
But good luck if you think that you can hold a candle…
To Milton, Milton White x4
People are you ready for, the one that you’ve been waiting for?
The wise bud you can’t ignore – the legend…
Milton White
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A Glorious Day
04:07
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Rushing to the end to see how it ends
You could be forgiven for wanting to pretend
But your life is still unfolding and it could be OK
No use trying to anticipate
Every single outcome you’re going to have to wait
And you might just find it’s worth the price you pay
This could be the start of a glorious day
Things are finally turning out OK
Everything is heading in my way (well)
This could be the start of a glorious day
(A glorious day)
What can you unlock from deep inside?
Trying to be nothing to save your wounded pride
But you gotta get up and do it again
I always make a joke to save myself
But there comes a time you can’t be someone else
And you gotta play the hand that you’ve been dealt
CHORUS
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Mountains
03:52
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I’m on a driftwood ship sailing into midnight
Beneath the silvery kiss of the breeze
And I’m watching the coastline fade off into the distance
But I know there are mountains under the sea
I dreamt of Captain Webb breasting the channel
And Sir Edmund and Tenzing scaling the peak
And that “one small step” by the man in a spacesuit
Yet there are many more mountains under the sea
So many mountains under the sea
Some people write out lists and make resolutions
About the things they wanna do and of places to be
But not every hill stands high upon the skyline of the highway
There are many more mountains under the sea
So many mountains under the sea
Everything is here but not always visible
Some things hide their light from what we can see
And when you’re travelling through time
You’re bound to blink and miss some stuff
Like all of those mountains under the sea
So many mountains under the sea
So many mountains under the sea
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Penguin Parade
05:01
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Faked an Eden from all the phantom lands in your sleep
You always said that I was the shallow end to your deep
Well who are you? To see me through
So you set fire to the day
And cast your fears away
But they’ll come back like a penguin parade
You were taken in by the slaughter on the screen
Scratchy video tapes and cult film fanzines
Thought you’d be the next Peckinpah or Scorsese
Good for you, did you see it through?
You set fire to the day
And threw your fears away
Now they’re rolling back like a penguin parade
Now I’m back in from the blue
And I’m here to haunt you
You set fire to the day
And sent your nightmares away
But they’ve scuttled back like a penguin parade
Now we’re back in from the blue
And we’re here to haunt you
We’re back from the blue
Who are you? To see us through
We’re not the ones that you thought that you knew
You set fire to the day
And threw your fears away
But we’ve come back like a penguin parade
Back from the blue
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Dunolly
03:36
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In Dunolly there’s a dirt farm
Where good folks go to play some blues
And you can crank it loud beneath a billion silver stars
Or sit back, roll a smoke and kick off your city shoes
In Dunolly there was a gold rush
The Welcome Stranger broke the bank
For fourteen hours that nugget was hidden under a blanket
And they had to bust it in three just to fit it on the scales
Cobb & Co. were there, waiting outside the coach office
They took that gold to the city and it never ever came back
In Dunolly there’s a court house
Where Thomas Johnson faced the crown
Went to the gallows pole for killing two old prospectors
And he never said a word, not even ‘fore the lever came down
They say Johnson suffered from a hereditary form of insanity
That made him turn on a sixpence, and cut those old men down
In Dunolly there’s a main drag
Where they keep on closing the hotels down
So I’ll just walk on by, and head back to the dirt farm
And hang with Alice in the kitchen, to spin some spices and sounds
Round and round
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Elusive Charm
02:31
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I only smiled after she looked away
I don’t say much, I ain’t got much to say
But somehow she was onto me from the start
I’ve forgotten what I went there for
Standing awkward with my foot out the door
But somehow she was onto me right from the start
She succumbed to my elusive charm
Drinking cordial on a hot afternoon
If she is the lemon then I am the spoon
It’s hard to think what life was like back at the start
She succumbed to my elusive charm
We decide the way that we want to be
It all depends on who is holding the key
Do things together to stop us from drifting apart
She succumbed to my elusive charm
(She said that) she succumbed to my elusive charm
She succumbed to my elusive charm
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And
02:44
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…and I’m making too much noise, yet I know I say too little
And I’ve peaked too late to truly get my shoe in the ring
…and I’ve scoffed down humble pie, and I skolled the poisoned chalice
Yet that somehow made me hungrier and thirstier
And am I flying, or is this a free fall?
I can’t tell the ground from the sky, or if that even matters at all
…and I’m trying to raise my love, to the point where I can feel
‘Cos I know I drink too much and maybe think too late
And am I flying, or is this a free fall?
I can’t tell the ground from the sky, or if that even matters at all
And…
And am I flying, or is this a free fall?
I can’t tell the ground from the sky, or if that even matters at all
…and now I’m back from the bar, and I’m raising a glass
I’m giving one last shout to the sound men
Neil, Bo and Paul
…and so the warehouse became this wanky wine bar
And now that place isn’t even anything
And all the factories in the street are now apartments,
There’s nothing left at all
As if that even matters at all
As if that even matters at all
And…
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There is a cupboard at the end of the world, it holds the things we’ll leave behind here
The rings of Saturn are beautiful but deadly, watch out for the rings of Saturn
They’re beautiful but dangerous, there’s beauty and there’s danger in everything
Poor Ruby, poor Ruby
There is a pocket in the corner of the sky, it holds the magic that we can’t find
It has those letters that we never wrote, it keeps those dreams that we forgot
And with the aire and the angells, there’s someone else in that pocket it’s Ruby
Poor Ruby, poor Ruby
Teaspoons for the coronation relatives in bunches, I’ve fallen on my hunches
And no matter how big she got she could never fill her big sister’s shoes
Fire in the pet shop fire in the sky, the sky is filled with oranges
Crying all the big-girl tears, windshield-wiper blades in the meadow’s mud
Father lost his woman, and mother lost the bracelet
And all the good ones who never came home in 1915
Memories of seaside trips, holidays and miracles and accidents
Poor Ruby, poor Ruby
There is a drawer in the bottom of the cupboard, she keeps her sisters in it
The rings of Saturn are beautiful but deadly, watch out for the rings of Saturn
They’re beautiful but dangerous, there’s beauty and there’s danger in everything
Poor Ruby
You’re a precious jewel you’re a drop of blood
You’re a precious jewel you’re a drop of blood
You’re Ruby
Poor Ruby, poor Ruby
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The Bone Folders Melbourne, Australia
The Bone Folders are a Melbourne (Australia) quartet. Their music ranges from country and folk to garage punk, psychedelia,
jangly guitar pop and Aussie pub rock -- always with a unique lyrical bent.
They have released two full-length albums, two mini-albums, an EP and a vinyl single. (Profile picture by Pip Serpentina)
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