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Thunder
02:50
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Roll like thunder
Small splinter underneath
Your pale painted skin
Don't let anyone else in
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Roll like thunder
Small splinter underneath
Your pale painted skin
Don't let anyone else in
And you said
That I let in be a lesson
Come and take
And a more or less
You lose some
I will stay here
In your imagination
Your imagination
Your imagination
Where is the face I love
Twisting into knots and pain
You can't sleep forever what
If you miss your passing train
And you said
That I let in be a lesson
Come and take
And a more or less
You lose some
I will stay here
In your imagination
Your imagination
Your imagination
And you said
That I let in be a lesson
Come and take
And a more or less
You lose some
I will stay here
In your imagination
Your imagination
Your imagination
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2. |
Serpent's Egg
04:23
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Went out walking and it's dark
Windy weather across the lake
Sleeping closer to the dead
Sleep under an egg
And while I'm on your breeze
I could almost freeze
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
And it's cool you say in my ear
Whispering darkness that I fear
Ah huh
The I sail far away
You lost me don't know what day
The every wave that breaks
Crushes what it takes
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Serpent rises for my eyes
Revealing it's disguise
All my worst fears show their heads
Resurfacing for breaths
I'd bow down at your feet
But I feel comfort in my seat
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Oh oh
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
And it hit me like your love
That you will show to no-one
And I thought I lost my way
But I'm back from my holiday
And maybe when you grow
You'll look back and know
How it feels
Oh oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Memories mark my
Blue and lonely days
Memories mark my
Blue and lonely days
Memories mark my
Blue and lonely days
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3. |
Beanstalk
02:53
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One little sound
As I splash down
I wear out my knees
If I could take you with me
I would but I thought
That you'd rather stay
Be here flat
Lying on your back
Baby
Oh
Na na na
I can see further
Than ever before
And it seems
I could call up
And tell you
'Bout all the good things
But you'd shy away
Just like that
Listen to what they say
Matt
Oh
Na na na
It's gonna be the wildest time
This beanstalk
Listen to when I talk
Baby
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Pull down the blinds
And shut all of the light out
And scream
This isn't what I'd like
To fill in the days
I would rather climb
This beanstalk
Listen to when I talk
baby
Oh
Na na na
It's gonna be the wildest time
This beanstalk
Listen to when I talk
Baby
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4. |
Star
03:57
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Distance of a star
I don't know really how far
But you tell me I'll try
To picture it so beautiful
And while I stare out my window
I really wanna go home
Distance of a star
Walking in the snow
Sailing on the sea
Get in a rocket
Put on your skis
Jump in a boat
And ride with me
Walking in the snow
Are you breathing
You're so cold
I can see you're low
Are you leaving
On that winding road
Cos I want you to be safe
And in the sunshine
Distance of a star
Walking in the snow
Sailing on the sea
Get in a rocket
Put on your skis
Jump in a boat
And ride with me
Sailing on the sea
It is deeper than we can be
Mistakes weigh you down
They make you heavy
Don't fall in and drown
Cos I want you to be around
The corner
Distance of a star
Walking in the snow
Sailing on the sea
Get in a rocket
Put on your skis
Jump in a boat
And ride with me
Distance of a star
Distance of a star
Distance of a star
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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5. |
See Saw
02:44
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Waiting on your window pane
My fingers are cold
Cos I can't feel you anymore
Say it over again
Sing it to myself
You're brave
There's an angel
At the end of my see saw
I'm too scared to knock at all
It's stupid I know
But I don't know you anymore
Say it over again
Sing it to myself
You're brave
If you fall down
You can get up for more
Standing in the rain at four
It's stupid I know
But you don't love me anymore
Say it over again
Sing it to myself
You're brave
Though you can't see
You can heal that sore
Waiting on your window pane
My fingers are cold
Cos I can't feel you anymore
Say it over again
Sing it to myself
You're brave
There's an angel
At the end of my see saw
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6. |
Dirty Cool Eyes
02:26
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It's a stench and it lingers
On mine
Like a fine cutting wire
Like a clothes line
Hang out
The dirty washing
Dirty cool eyes
Dirty cool eyes
Oh why don't you tell me
You're weak
You're half of what
You could be
Spread yourself thin
And down yourself
In alchohol
Dirty cool eyes
Dirty cool eyes
Don't embrace
What you
You will taste
Sleep at night
Sleep at night
In the dream I jump off
And I swim
In the death
I lie in
On the fence I'm cut
And your blood
To keep me stuck
Dirty cool eyes
Dirty cool eyes
And a slow beat that seems so weak
Fake and weary
Just beneath your skin
To shape my future
But I don't think
I'll be random
And drink
Dirty cool eyes
Don't embrace
What you
You will taste
Sleep at night
Sleep at night
Dirty cool eyes
Dirty cool eyes
Dirty cool eyes
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MATT DOLL Melbourne, Australia
Matt has been a fixture in the Australian music scene for over 20 years as the creative force in bands The Mavis’s, VIDEO VIDEO, The Blow Waves...
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