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I want to laugh and I want to cry,
Withholding information’s just the same as a lie
The sun was shining and I took a run
In my socks and my sandals ‘cause I thought it’d be fun
I blew out the candles and I made a wish
Bring vandals to justice, and get justice for fish
There’s an add for a flawless complexion
There was I with no clear direction
Waiting for natural selection
And if I could sing with you again I would in a heartbeat
Conversations can be a mistake
When you’re in a loud place
Full of drumbeats and bass
I wanted to take back the obvious pain
But can’t perform magic and I can’t explain
There are too many variables inside my brain
The maths is too complicated
It leaves me hurt and frustrated
Once again, I have miscalculated
And if I could sing with you again I would in a heartbeat
Memories were locked away and I pulled them out the filing cabinet inside my brain
There’s a lot that we had of the music we made
I get caught up in waves of nostalgia
Shit I haven’t a rhyme for nostalgia
Oh maybe I could with alphalpha?
And if I could sing with you again I would in a heartbeat
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PENCIL DRAWINGS
03:49
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The sun shone through the trees, creating silhouettes
Outlined, blackened pencil drawings I won’t soon forget, I bet
Rays of sun filling up my eyes with the goodness of the world
It was little surprise, I was there with you
There is so much worry and so much fear
I wish that I could wave my hands and make it disappear
I can see the beach and I can see the sun
And I can feel the warmth of you and I becoming one and it makes me smile
The sun shone through the trees, creating silhouettes
Outlined, blackened pencil drawings I won’t soon forget, I bet
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FIVE YEAR PLANS
03:54
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Five year plans used to be a thing, maybe they still are
Now I stare at the walls till they start moving in, is it age or something else?
I wish I was black so I could be swallowed by the night,
Or sound real when I sing to myself
Unpresented times with cartoons for leaders and we all go on except we don’t
And what would you say five years ago to the day,
Was this in your plan?
Are you anywhere near where you wished you would be?
I don’t know about you I’m still trying to figure out me.
I like hearing stories from older mouths
That have been thinking the same things I’ve been thinking
And it’s easy to run when you’ve got nothing at all
And you know that the whole ship is sinking
I’ve seen some five year plans now and they paint me a picture
And I see everything is built on lies
We’ve got bullshit that’s piled upon bullshit
And there’s nothing but arrogance in your eyes
And what would you say five years ago to the day,
Was this in your plan?
Are you anywhere near where you wished you would be?
I don’t know about you I’m still trying to figure out me.
Five years from now I’d like to look back
And think that we’ve done our best with things going well
But I can only guess what will come
And only time will tell.
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HOLDING ON
04:06
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Come here and I’ll tell, the things you never knew
I’ll teach you the things that you will need to do
Bring your ear in close, listen to my words
One day you will see, there’s more than you have heard
Love isn’t everything but it sure comes close
Life’s not a bowl of cherries it’s not tea and toast
You make your own way, till your journey’s done
Remember every day, we’re all just holding on
And when you think you’ve found, the things that make life good
Well they may just slip away, once you thought you understood
The reason’s never clear, it makes you wonder everyday
So hold tightly to your love, that’s all I have to say
Love isn’t everything but it sure comes close
Life’s not a bowl of cherries it’s not tea and toast
You make your own way, till your journey’s done
Remember every day, that we’re all just holding on
Holding on. Holding on. Holding on.
To something that has gone.
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CAPTAIN CAPTAIN
03:37
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Who’s steering this ship? Who is sailing this boat?
Who is standing at the helm to keep this thing a float?
Into the stormy seas, freedom’s light did shine
But no one paid attention, to those we left behind
Sinking to the bottom, was a direction poor to take
Not swimming to the surface, that was your first mistake
Captain! Captain! Captain! Captain!
No one screamed man overboard. No one rang the warning bell
Everyone slept in their bunk as far as I could tell
And yeah the rats did run, through the stinking ship
Lifeboats set for shore. It’s time for getting wet
Where there’s oxygen, you know that there is hope
Keep your hands at the helm to keep this thing a float
And if you dare to panic, well hold on to your fear
Do not take your chances keep your boat tied to the pier
Everyone was tucked in tight, warm and snug below
What was going on up on the deck well no one even knows
Captain! Captain! Captain! Captain!
No one screamed man overboard. No one rang the warning bell
Everyone slept in their bunk as far as I could tell
And yeah the rats did run, from the stinking ship
Lifeboats set for shore. It’s time for getting wet
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KELLY JEAN
02:10
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LAST HOORAH
03:35
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If I was to smoke, I’d light a big cigar and try my luck down at the track
For my last hoorah
If I was one to gloat, I’d make a movie and I’d star, in the leading role
For my last hoorah
If I had some friends, I’d shout them at the bar, that’s what I would do
For my last hoorah
Sometimes you have to think, ‘What the hell am I doing?’
With the life I have if I’m not winning, must be losing
If I had some money, I’d buy myself a flashy car and drive it round on Sundays
For my last hoorah
If I had a windfall, well I would see how far, it’d last just betting on red
For my last hoorah
Well sometimes you have to think, ‘What the hell am I doing?’
Am I really living while I’m sitting here just stewing?
If I took some chances and I’d not been scared to scar, well I’d have some tales to tell
For my last hoorah
If I had my time again, I’d say things as they are and I’d tell you I loved you
For my last hoorah
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WITH THIS SIN
03:30
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The sins of the father bestowed on the son
I heard an angle whisper ‘Walk now don’t run,’
Pick up the peace pipe, put down the gun
There’s no way that you should be hurting no one
And with this sin I do wed
I’ll be this way till I’m dead
Sins of the heart and sins of the head
Give us each day, our daily bread
You pull up your pants one leg at a time
Now were you having fun while committing your crime?
Wash the blood and the sweat of the daily grind
But there’s some things you never truly leave behind
Chorus
Snow on the mountain flowers in the meadow
Mothers take steps to one day let go
Saying goodbye to the way that things are
Heaven make room for one more star
You can’t find a way to live and let live
You can’t find a way to attempt to forgive
Now opening you’re your heart is viewed to be weak
So hurling abuse is the way that you speak
Chorus
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IT FEELS GOOD
03:09
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Tell the doctor, tell the fireman,
Tell to police, tell the preacher man,
Tell everybody in the neighbourhood
I’m in love and it feels good
Tell your daddy, tell your mamma too
Tell your sister, tell your brother too
Tell your teacher tell your friends
I got a love that never ends
I’m in love and it feels good,
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THE PICKERS LAMENT
03:01
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I only have what we all have
For better or worse
I only do what we all do
Is it a gift or a curse?
I tell the same old stories
I sing the same old songs
Hoping you’ll join me
And sing along
I pick the same old strings
I strum the same old chords
It’s a strange salvation
From a different lord
Everyone who leaves
Put a hole in your heart
And to stop from bleeding out
Well you plug them with dark
And it gets to the point
Where there’s more dark than light
And it stops you from sleeping
In the longness of night
So I pick up my guitar
I pick up my pen
And I write down the same old song
Again and again
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SPECIAL KIND OF PERSON
02:51
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It's a special kind of person, who will listen when you're hurting
It's a special kind of human, that gives you love that's all consuming
And I know, that you will care
And I know, that the universe is on our side
I can only be myself, never someone or something else
And I'm trying I hope you see, to be the best that I can be
And I know, that you care
And I know, that the universe is on our side
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Chris Swayn Rosebud, Australia
Hi, I am Chris Swayn from Rosebud on the Mornington Peninsula, Victoria, Australia.
I am in a band called THE WARRAINS and
I also do solo stuff every now and again. Sometimes I write by myself but I'll often collaborate with my poet father Barry.
I have an alt country kind of thing happening but wouldn't say that's all you're gonna get.
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