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Heading West Again
03:23
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Hold out your hand
Hold it in until we get home
There’s someone listening with one eye on home
With one eye opened
Do you remember
Passing out in full view dirt broke
Back then we weren’t to know
Instantly fading photo
And it is not ending
And I didn’t make myself clear
It’s easy to disappear
When you are here, when you are here
You ate like a sparrow
But I fell for you whole
You pounced like a reptile
And there’s someone listening more than you know
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This could go on for another thirty years
And so the drizzle tries to make the window try to disappear
The sound of splintering and prising wood is drawing near
Another day, another ailment is near
A thud around the gut is all that I can hear
Friends are shaking off the partying veneer
And death is counting on an unsuspecting volunteer
But not this fool, I think about it being way too near
Another day, another ailment is in the clear
A thud around the gut is all that I can hear
I don’t mind a little clutter ‘tween the ears
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3. |
Channel Surfing
03:10
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The boats at night, the masts won’t rest
Their slapping sound, feet out of step
The party lights are in distress
And water laps up to the chest
The pavement’s charged with your steps…regardless
The suitcase choking on your sleeves
Their caught up in the zipper’s teeth
The channels do not speak to me, a gameshow dream
A wooden crag, you catch your dress
The hinges groan, the gate’s a mess
We’re rotting like a golden fish
You don’t think twice, one’s still a stretch
The point of this beyond the rest?
A summer haze, I flick the switch
The heart’s ablaze, rebounding this
How many wires are shorting this one caress…
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4. |
On The Rails
02:29
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Pull a stitch, watch it trail
All down the stairs and under the veil
Off the rail
Pasture is green, til’ the wind hits your sails
Strumming on nylon, a rose in your teeth
This is now old
Lift up your head and let down your tyres
On heat, on cold
All the notches on your sleeve
Nurse the shallow air you breathe
Bite in the air
Feet on cold tyres
The long path to you held birds in its spires
On the rails
Arm in a sling, a fridge full of fires,
This is now old
Teeth are aglow, neck shows the wires
Off the rails
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Sores of the Old Country
03:05
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A globe moon, on a paved drive
And a car full of sighs
Things got heavy, way too soon
Now we’re pinned down, surprised
We are treading shallows, to keep this alive
Leave the meter running, but never arrive
The mind is racing how to press rewind
A light goes out in those eyes
Same old sun, different skies
We fight well for our size
Hair welts split your mind
But it’s low on supplies
And if we’re seen together
It’s sunburnt skies
Swallow every last pill
The walls will rise
Fingers wrestle for the parking light
You licked the paint off my eyes
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It kept us up all night
The noise from the static, it ain’t right
Held up to the light
Do the sums on talking tough, then rewind
And this town made us fight
It’s down to false sight
There is grit in the shifting eyes
Pretending everything’s alright
We both stopped mid-stride
Well the door was flung open, ex-bride
Like some old bar fight
Where the music stopped dead, then grounded flight
And for the final time
I held a hand to bite
You hold out with your one good hand
Two fools too slow to understand
The last time our feet are on cold sand
Rotting from the inside was unplanned
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7. |
Don't Remind Me
03:37
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Bite my nails
Down to my hands
Wander through my plans
Who I think of, who I’ve failed,
Who I want here now,
Who I might let in,
I want you around
Who willed my arm lightly away
Don’t remind me who I am
Don’t remind me when
Floor is frozen beneath my feet
Pull my arm away
Feel my nails
Pull my arms
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8. |
Bon Scott In Your Head
03:12
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There are some things to keep hidden
Some old secret, I cut my teeth on
Peel my breath back
Let go of my arm
Too much of a common man
Dive motel, flashing neon
Car’s pulled out
I broke my sleep on
Money’s scarce
And you dream too much
Sometime when she talks
I get so far away
And to my defence
I am, I guess
Too much of a common man
Peel my mind off
Manage my head
Is that Bon Scott in your head
He wouldn’t have said that
Shouldn’t have opened my mail,
Messed with my head
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9. |
A Stain On The Chest
03:43
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There’s so much time apart
Between the bridge and the cast iron heart
The air in the Mountains made you short of breath
And you came apart
We just had to laugh
A wall to fall against
You cut the ribbon and jumped the fence
Those fields bleed to the east
But they’re passing the lonely test
You ripped up your Sunday best
Your lips swell with the dust
Rains pool at your feet and mirror us
Crossing rings out for the XPT
You yell into the gust
This town isn’t big enough
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Kid Cornered and the Ice Chest Orchestra Blue Mountains, Australia
Kid Cornered is the work of Matthew J Toohey. Having played in a number of different bands - El Mopa, The Woods Themselves, Browning, Via Tania - he has released six albums under the Kid Cornered/Ice Chest Orchestra moniker. Mining the territory of the sad melody and off-kilter guitar, Toohey's songs are dreamy excursions into lost souls and lost love. ... more
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