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There is always someone who will steal your silence
Creating tension on the line
Guiding the way towards a higher highness
Too many angels and not enough sky
Not even sure if this is where I should be
I’ve got a tangle in my time
And don’t get me started on those two-bit saviours
Too many angels and not enough sky
Sometimes the sunlight doesn’t come through
There’s a holy cluster spoiling the view
And now it only rains inside, ‘Cos even clouds need a place to hide
When there are too many angels and not enough sky
I miss the stillness in the way things used to be
Before everything got magnified
But there’s no use trying to chase the tail of a memory
Too many angels and not enough sky
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Eternal Weekend
03:59
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Sorting the devil from details like grapes from a vine
Living an eternal weekend turning money into wine
When I get to talking more than words will be spoken
And silence won’t be the only thing that’s going to get broken
So if you think you’re up for it, I’ve got the time
I’ve got the run of the playground and the keys to the bar
Your girlfriend’s not back ‘til Tuesday, so hitch a ride on my star
We could run this town like a political party
And they’ll be calling last drinks when we’re getting started
So if you think you’re up for it I’ve got the time
You say you’re finding yourself upon a loose-end
So why not join me in my eternal weekend?
If you think you’re up for it I’ve got the time
I reckon I’ve got about enough money for another six months
But I’d say I wouldn’t be surprised if something better turns up
So I’ll shout you to a bender whenever I’m able
But I bet I could drink you right under the table..
So if you think you’re up for it I’ve got the time
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Ripple in the Tide
04:37
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Slashing into view like a sword through a curtain,
I thought I was a god now I think that’s an uncertainty
Dragging me a payload sticking to the main road
FBut suddenly I’m thinking this is not where I’m supposed to be
(Chorus)
It’s just a ripple in the tide, a sudden drift into a daydream
But just enough to knock you onto your side
A long diversion on your sweet ride
That you never saw coming
Hating on the morning, spitting out a warning
Maybe it’s a better thing to take it out on my guitar
Breaking the unbroken, speaking the unspoken
Crying about a wound that will never even leave a scar
(Chorus)
And the fine line between a memory and the truth
Could be a road that rolls out forever
Glittering in the twilight silver like an endless winding river
Or else some ham-fisted loaded and twisted roll of the dice
Perhaps the random wind from the beat of a butterfly’s wing?
Balancing a motion, pissing in the ocean
Ringing out the brightest night to greet the darkest day
I could be the symptom and you could be the victim
This could be the tiny sneeze that starts a mighty plague
(Chorus)
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Idiot Conversation
02:46
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Some things don’t mean anything
And just because you say they do that doesn’t make it anymore true
But it’s okay, ‘cos nobody’s listening
And even if they were they’d ask you why d’ya make it all about you?
I’m getting lost now, could you make yourself a little more clear?
It’s like you were talking between the lines
And then the lines just disappeared
Some things aren’t even anything
And just ‘cos you believe they are that doesn’t make ‘em any more real
Not even going to ask you, ‘cos that’ll just encourage you
This conversation’s turning like a hamster in an exercise wheel
I don’t know what you don’t know, but you know I’m getting ready to go
This conversation couldn’t be any more closed, any more closed
I don’t know what you don’t know, but you know I’m getting ready to go
This conversation couldn’t be any more closed, any more closed
Some things don’t mean anything
And just because you say they do that doesn’t make it anymore true
But it’s okay, ‘cos nobody’s listening
And even if they were they’d ask you why d’ya make it all about you?
All about you! All about you! All about you!
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Moving Target
05:09
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Another night without sleeping, all thinkin' no dreaming
And there’s an empty side where my bride used to lay
But she’s in the world somewhere, doing something with someone
While I’m here with no one, and it’s a nothing day
It’s not even two years now, since I married that girl
The wedding photos didn’t even get printed, they’re just picture files
But her love for me soon faded, like yellowing pages
Said she felt like a bird in a cage, that only wanted to fly
And it’s hard to catch a moving target
Like trying to hold someone, who doesn’t want to be touched
I paid for the rings, handed over my money
But every dollar I laid out, was two dollars too much
Followed her from here to far, motel lobbies to hotel bars
Airport lounges to stations, rented rooms and cars
But she was always one city ahead, and then she crossed the Pacific
Without getting specific, that was a journey too far
And it’s so easy to miss a moving target
Like trying to hold a hand, that won’t let you touch
I paid for the fare, handed over my money
But every dollar I laid out, was two dollars too much
Sometimes I feel like I’m a hunter playing a barroom machine
Shooting deer between the cross-hairs of a video screen
But I’m down to my last life, and I think I lost my wife
It’s hard to hit a moving target
Like trying to hold a hand, that won’t let you touch
I paid for the game, dropped in my last dollar
But that dollar I paid out, was two dollars too much
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Descendant
03:00
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Shimmer the mirror shine, don’t hide your light behind a dome
Sing your freak song high, invent a religion in your home
And all those voices with their mystery
Will write your name in golden history
Some might lose you but others will find you someday
Take another lover, a new disciple in your sheets
Keep your old one close though, he could be helpful to your needs
And all those voices with their mystery
Will write your name in golden history
Some might lose you but others will find you someday
Axes chop the root of you, snipers wanna shoot at you. Right now!
But a dreaming stray descendant got wind of your ascension.
Right now Right now Right now
Jealous fortunes fry, just like velvet in the sun
Question marks say why, when the congregations gone
And those voices with their mystery
Failed to write your golden history
Some have lost you, but others will find you someday
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The Hangman's Daughter
03:55
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The temptation sensation has worn my resistance away
She’s got me hanging like an unlucky charm on a bracelet
The more I pull away from her, the more she keeps dragging me in
Till I don’t even know who I am and I’m right back to where I began
Never lose your heart to a hangman’s daughter
She will tear your world apart
Bad habits can be fun till they start wearing out of their welcome
Soon you’re running right back
To the same thing you were running away from
You don’t have to tell me, ‘cos I think that I already know
There’s no need to guide me around the places I already go
And never lose your heart to a hangman’s daughter
She will tear your world apart
Never lose your heart to a hangman’s daughter
She will tear your world apart
The executioner’s craft is as cold as the sheen on a blade
And my obsession for her has made me a slave to her father’s trade
Like an emperor in exile, I have traded my fine silk for rags
And there are spirits in the gallows
Who still hang in the cold night like flags
So never lose your heart to a hangman’s daughter
She will tear your world apart
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Turn Into the Sun
07:40
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I, am missing half a halo,
While you, make new colours in the rainbow
And I think that I am seeing the sun shine out of your head
We, are beautiful forever, but I cannot always be together
And I think that I am seeing the sun shine out of your head
I believe that I am watching you turn into the sun
Not a cloud in the morning hour, just you.
I’m trying to see but I’m blinded now
I’m trying to see but I’m blinded now by you… you.
You, threw new light upon the subject
But I, couldn’t see the forest for the object
And I never knew I had everything till I missed it
So I thank you for putting the solar back into my system
(Chorus)
Not a cloud in the morning hour, just you.
I’m trying to see but I’m blinded now
I’m trying to see but I’m blinded now by you… you.
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Omeo
03:39
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Four hundred and two kilometres
It doesn’t seem so very far
But there is no way to get there
If you don’t have your own car
The saddest song I’m singing on, to find out now, that you have gone
To somewhere else, to Omeo,
To say you’ve gone, to know you’re there
To find a way and bring you home
From Omeo, from Omeo
I’ll always be a stranger
To the town and to the ranges
There’s nothing there for me to do
How can I find my way back to you?
The middle of Victoria, it doesn’t seem, so very far
To Omeo, to Omeo
The highest point, the brightest star, how can I be so very far
From Omeo, from Omeo Oh
The highest point
The brightest star
Four hundred and two Ks
Doesn’t seem very far
To Omeo, to Omeo to Omeo, to Omeo to Omeo
To Omeo, to Omeo, to O-me-o
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2541
03:18
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Well Jerry gave us a number
And Jerry found us a place to stay
And Billy got hold of a man with a van
And we moved in the very next day
To 2541, big windows to let in the sun
And so I put down the money
And I picked up the key
And we had to leave the stove on all night long
So the mice wouldn't freeze
We put our names on the mailbox
And I put everything else in the past
It was the first place we had to ourselves
I didn't know it would be the last
2541, big windows to let in the sun
2541
Now everything is over, now everything is done
And everything's in boxes, at 2541
And now everything's different
You could say the situation's reversed
And it probably won't be the last time
I have to be out by the first
2541, big windows to let in the sun
2541
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Turning all my riddles into rhyme
And my second thoughts into songs
But suddenly things are changing
There’s a new bird ready to sing into the dawn
My heart’s been hiding in the shadows
But come tomorrow it’ll be burning in your light
Because I know we’re gonna be together
So I’ll meet you here on the other side of tonight
Now I’ve learned how to see things in the dark
Yet I’ve been stumbling my way across the days
Now you set fire to my senses
Shot lightning into my veins
(Chorus)
To lay my head beside your head
And dream whatever you dream
You’ve made me come alive
And in case I haven’t told you
I think that you’re amazing
(Chorus x2)
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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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