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Sun-Slapped Southern Son

The sun-slapped southern son
Asked eleven questions
Answered all but one
Shuffled his knuckles
He was bone-tired wild
Been on the run
Ever since he was a child

Perhaps it was the boredom
Or maybe it was the tan
That drew her so quickly
To the strange man

He felt her spark from across the room 
The last flaming light
In a dying saloon
Her lipstick kicked loudly
While inside she rubbed bored
She’d heard of the man
Who could never keep his word

Perhaps it was the boredom
Or maybe it was the tan
That drew her so quickly
To the strange man
And maybe it was her lips
Or the fulness of her wit
That drew him so fatefully 
To take that twisted sip

Goblin Shark

She stared at the line between sky and sea
And asked me
What am I to do today?
What will I achieve?
For I may never leave a lasting legacy
But still I will live 
This life given to me

The awkward burden of what to do
When you feel the flat face of time 
Watching over you

She asked how many years it would take
For her spirit to disintegrate 
She whispers to unknown ears 
What will come of us in a thousand years?

The awkward burden of what to do
When you feel the flat face of time 
Watching over you

She said if I listened to these ferns unfurling whispers
Would they tell me of all they’ve witnessed?
There’s something bigger than us
I wonder how long the sea has existed
If I drink it will I know? 
There’s something bigger than us
And if we’re plunging for coal 
Where will the Goblin Sharks go?
Where will the Goblin Sharks go?

The awkward burden of what to do
When you feel the flat face of time 
Watching over you

Le Vertige (chaque jour)

Chaque jour je t’aime plus
Mais quand je dors 
J’imagine la vie sans toi
La folie prend mon corps
Sorry, if I take it out on you

Chaque jour je t’aime plus
Mais dans mes rêves 
Tu es parti
Je suis seul dans notre lit
Don’t s’pose you’d miss me?

Chaque jour je t’aime plus
Mais quand je me réveille
Je sens les rayons du soleil
Je regarde ton visage
A le recherche des indices
Que les images de la nuit
Etaient fausse 
Yes, I’m sorry again for questioning you
What’s a madame to do?

9 Years

It’s taken nine years to realise that I’m angry at you
All this time I thought it was pity
And this is not me
It isn’t only me
It’s a part of me
But it rages true

Don’t forget I still need you
Stick around

I want you to stop
To think for a minute
Of what you’re about to do
I wish for that second that you’d held on
To realise that seconds are worth holding onto

Don’t forget I still need you
Stick around
Cos forgiveness is the greatest love
And if you let yourself face it
Forgiveness will find you

So hold onto that second
And in another second
You’ll realise that it’s been a minute or two
And a life of light lies in front of you

Don’t forget I still need you
Stick around
Cos forgiveness is the deepest love
And if you let yourself face it
Forgiveness will find you

So don’t turn to the darkness
Once you’re gone
You can’t come back
Though my words come too late
I’m a woman living in black

Don’t forget I forgive you
And I’ll stick around
Cos that’s the deepest love
You’ve gifted from the ground

Don’t forget I forgive you
And I’ll stick around

Nature is Dead

Heard someone say 
Nature is dead
Maybe it’s the toxic fumes
Gone to their head
Either way I smell gas
Or is it the cinder 
Of too many years
Of indifference gone past? 

Strike while the iron is hot
Give all the love you’ve got
Cos there’s just some things
That can’t be fixed by a robot

I heard someone say
That Nature is dead
Maybe it’s the toxic few
Who bit from the hand 
That kept them fed

Strike while the iron is hot
Give all the love you’ve got
Cos there’s just some things
That can’t be fixed by a robot

Heard someone say 
Nature is dead
Maybe the toxic fumes
Have gone to their head

Either way I’m filled with dread
Artificial solutions
To our careless pollution
Don’t they know some things 
Are damn sacred? 

Strike while the iron is hot
Give all the love you’ve got
Cos there’s just some things
That can’t be fixed by a robot

Glass Ceilings

I’ve taken the hit
But I kind of just accepted it
I’ve reached a glass ceiling
It’s giving me a funny feeling
When will I get over it?

I’ve stopped wanting you
To listen to what I say
Cos when I try to speak
You turn and look away
But my silence won’t be
The price I pay to keep you around
Cos you’re tomorrow’s yesterday

You tell me honey, it ain’t you
It’s just I don’t want to commit
Though my heart drags
My mind’s aware there’s more out there
It’s time to ditch this

I’ve stopped wanting you
To listen to what I say
Cos when I try to speak
You turn and look away
But my silence won’t be
The price I pay to keep you around
Cos you’re tomorrow’s yesterday

Morning Dread

What I said and did last night
Swirls round my head

Morning Dread

Morning Dread

Morning Dread
What I said and did last night
Swirls round my head

Morning Dread

Morning Dread

What I said and did last night
Swirls round my head
What could I’ve said instead?
Morning Dread
Another day
What could I’ve done instead?
Don’t want to leave this bed

Tells me I ain’t good enough
I shouldn’t exist
I must be lazy
Been awake an hour and I’m still in bed
Please get outta my head

Morning Dread
Please get outta my head

Fox & Moon

He says my eyes look like spoons
Silky light reflecting solitary moon
Is it because I love too soon?

Look at her out there alone
She’s comfortable with aloneness
Though most people don’t think so
Seeing crescent where there’s wholeness

His teeth shine in light
From a candle sinking to its wick
Luminous grin, smoky darkness I know
He lusts for something quick

I know I’ve given love too soon
When anxiety curls its dark grip round my moon
But I don’t want no more shallow bites
And for my light a fox I’ll fight

Look at him out there alone
Hiding the depths of his aloneness
Though most people don’t know
For he always has a mistress

I know I’ve given love too soon
When anxiety curls its dark grip round my moon
But I don’t want no more shallow bites
And for my light a fox I’ll fight

I know I’ve given love too soon
When anxiety curls its dark grip round my moon
But I don’t want no more shallow bites
And for my light a fox I’ll fight