1. |
Summer Lover
03:51
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Have you got a Summer Lover?
One you like to run when it gets to hot
And in the shade, you take her hand
Yes in the shade, where you stand
Not alarmed but alert to the dangers of love
Do you hear the Summer Lovers?
Do you hear her giggle
When he tells her what he earns
And where he lives, and what he’s worth
But who really gives, a little or a lot
To what he’s got
Do you want a Summer Lover?
Do you need to make your mark
Under the sun
And when it’s done, you’re always free to run
Into the arms
Of an autumn girl
Did you find your Summer Lover?
Did she let you stand above her
On the beach just out of reach
The lesson’s that you teach
And those you learn but forgot to burn
Well everybody wants a Summer Lover
Everybody wants to let it out,
Let it in
Let it grow too tall to see over
Let it grow too thick to get in
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2. |
Walking on the Sun
03:56
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I want to be the first man to walk on the Sun
I want to be the first man to walk on the Sun
I wont need no cigarette lighter
I wont need no fire fighter
And I want to get there before the American’s come
I want to be the first man to walk
To walk on the Sun
I want to own the first home on the moon
Yes I want to own the first home on the moon
Love to live there with my wife and kids
My own backyard, TV and fridge
And maybe one of those little space ships that go zoom
Oh I want to own the first home there is
The first home on the moon
I want to be on the first submarine to Atlantis
I said I want to be on the first submarine to Atlantis
Get to find out that my aquatic friends
Are all fucked in the head from the shit they breathe in
And I get to see the last carcass of the Blue Whale
Oh I want to be on the first submarine to Atlantis
Set sail, set sail
I want to be the logger who fells the last tree
I want to be the logger who fells the last tree
God told me to do it, he said clear this land
And after I did he gave me his hand
And said look now, all this room to graze your cows
Oh I want to be the logger who fells the last tree
Cut ‘em down, cut em down
I want to test the A-bomb one more time
I said I want to test that A-bomb one more time
I’ll drop it right there in the middle of the sea
No harm will come of it you know you can trust me
And that little cloud above it is just a mass of fungi
Oh I want to test the A-bomb one more time
Watch my ears go crunchy
And I can have them for lunchy
When I get the munchies
Some of it’s crunchy………..
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3. |
Afterglow
04:15
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We’re submerged in
Times of motion
And I haven’t even opened the door
Please be holding onto something
Of the way things looked before
Now we’re reading
Lines of numbers
Many I’ve never seen been before
Please be flying a kite of something
In the winds that came before
We’re approaching
Several sections
And I didn’t even pull the string
Please prepare the docking station
If their gonna let me in
And the lights
Are always bright
When they land
But sometimes the people
Don’t understand
But they don’t know why
They had to come from the sky
But you and I
We don’t need to know
It’s written in
Our after glow
I’m magnetic
To the notion
Of what everybody already knows
Please be gentle at the crash site
If you want to soften the blow
We’re all submitting
Points of reference
In a language we don’t know
Please be quoting from your index
Written in you after glow
And the lights
Are always bright
When they land
But sometimes the people
Don’t understand
But they don’t know why
They had to come from the sky
But you and I
We don’t need to know
It’s written in
Our after glow
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4. |
Golden just like the Sun
03:59
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Looks colder outside than before
Looks colder but the suns in your heart
Looks colder outside to me my love
Looks like the clouds will never part
But your golden to me my love
Yes your golden just like the sun
Gets harder and that hills looking big
Gets harder when I see you take the load
The softness of your eyes will get you there
When you cant see the end of the road
But your stronger than them my love
Yes your stronger than me my love
Raining and it wont seem to stop
Blaming it wont make it go away
Your quiet till the storm has a break
When its raining and it wont seem to stop
But you give everything my love
Yes you give everything you got
And its dark outside when your peering out
And nothing take shapes between the owls
Dark outside but I love your skin
Its dark and who knows what is peering in
But your lightness of being to me my love
Yes you really way nothing at all
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5. |
Melbourne Girls
03:47
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Been away in space to long
Want to come back down
This place is getting busy
You know that I don’t like a crowd
Sometime I find
When I stare out my portal
A city sticks out
Much more than it ought to
My heart retains gravity
My head starts to whirl
I want to set foot back into the world of those
Melbourne Girls –oh ah oh
Those Melbourne Girls
Been under water too long
Time to come up to the air
The mariner of the sub sonic’s
Got it chronic to get out of here
The periscope goes up
Into a familiar bay
I’m already wondering what’s the first thing I’ll say
As I break the surface
And swim to shore
There’s a perfume a’lingering and I know it belongs to those
Melbourne Girls – oh ah oh
Those Melbourne Girls
Now boys put down your beer
And take a look around ya
And see there is already one who has already found ya
Now don’t look away, I can hear your heart pounda
Something like a drum or tram
It just kinda sounda like
Melbourne Girls – oh ah oh
Those Melbourne Girls – oh ah oh
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6. |
Suit of Bone
04:32
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Rocks are rolling in my head
And I’m breathing in a lung of lead
So I watch the TV instead talk of madness
Carpet’s bleeding in the hall
And vines inside grown on the wall
The telephone is too bashful to call up the landlord
And birds are singing song’s of loss
As Jesus sick of growing moss
Has crawled down from his bloody cross to rethink it
He knows she can never win
Cause outside as the day begins
She’s inside on a drinking binge going nowhere
The river decides to run uphill
And the wind makes peace and lies dead still
Mother Nature pops a pill from peer pressure
And somewhere in a different place
A man has found his inner space
He’s hoping to redecorate come next tax time
And the coffee’s hot upon her lips
As glancing up from in between sips
She wonders at what if she’d missed the cruise ship
But the day is long and filled with streets
And people walking different beats
It’s easier when you got three feet in a circus
Well standing at a traffic light
A car has hit a mountain bike
And exchanging names, his is Mike, his is Tony
And Susie’s found out what she likes
She’s riding on a motorbike
She’d love to plug a hole in that dyke in Amsterdam
And a car with 18 monster wheels
Just revved to show its sex appeal
While all the transvestites on the street they squeal
Unbeknownst to he behind the wheel
And she is calling on the phone
And wants to know if I’m alone
As I pull on my suit of bone and foxtrot
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7. |
Window Panes
03:18
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It’s all shattered, all that mattered in the end
Was a simple second delay
In the transmission relay
A lack of reason from the start
When it’s covert and in the dark
And the wires have been crossed
And the signal has been lost
Your eyes are window panes
My hands are aeroplanes
We will wake to a different sun
If we survive until the morning comes
And nineteen seconds was all it took
For the Kings to break their look
On the day that their gaze fell away
And the nose drowned out
Everything I was trying to say to you
Your eyes are window panes
My hands are aeroplanes
We will wake to a different sun
If we survive until the morning comes
They were broken and we all knew
That the bubble was cracked and see through
And the headlines reflected in your eyes
Were obscured by the blood red sunrise
On the ashen faces we passed
No stir of questions being asked
Hypnotized and mesmerized
By the colours of you by my side
Your eyes are window panes
My hands are aeroplanes
We will wake to a different sun
If we survive until the morning comes
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8. |
Empty Alive
05:58
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The first thing I did when I was woken
Was broke the corner off the clouds
Looking out my window
I got displaced in the crowd
All the sounds are shattered
Cannonballs of ill content
Smash the silence he was building
As a makeshift supplement
Cause all I know
Is the weather is changing outside
Cause all I know
Is that I’m empty alive
No waves upon the high seas
All the pirates hang their heads
And Neptune weeps a coral reef
Was the last words that he said
Cause all I know
Is the weather is changing inside
Cause all I know
Is that I’m empty alive
Well sometimes the equation
Is more than the sum of its parts
And I swore the last time I looked into you
I saw your broken parts
Scattered in the dark
I woke up inside a desert
I spoke up towards the sky
I tied a rope of sand around my ankle
To pull me through to the other side
Cause all I know
Is the weather is changing outside
Cause all I know
Is that I’m empty alive
And the pinnacle of decision
Is in the precision of its parts
And the last time I let you looked into me
I showed you my broken heart
Showed you were it came apart
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9. |
The Overtaker
04:40
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10. |
Captain's Daughter
03:08
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The Captain’s daughter
Sick of water
Took off for the coast
Her father’s sorrow made her wallow
But he still had his boat
She thought about the waves and gulls
But what she thought of most
She kept a secret to herself
And made off for the coast
The farmer’s sun
With the loaded gun
Out shooting at some birds
The Sun it shone, the wind it blew
And upon a voice he heard
He wandered over to the carcass pit
And tumbled over the rim
His father thought he heard some laughing
When it came time, to fill it in
High above on the balcony
There stands a corporate wife
She’s making cheques and balances
For what she’ll take to the afterlife
The dinner’s cold on a table of gold
Her husbands always late
Maybe he’s with a client
Maybe she shouldn’t be so reliant
Maybe its time, its time to sedate
The taxi driver, no luck either
Stuck out at the lights
He’s driving for his family
But he drives away his wife
He day dreams about Nigeria
But is called back to post
An ocean girl is calling
Says she needs to be picked up
Along the coast
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Mildsparrow Preston, Australia
Mildsparrow is a musical tailor. He uses melody and narrative as his threads and seamlessly stitches together diverse elements of life to form the fabric of songs that are timeless, full of emotion and emphatically honest.
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