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Square One
03:28
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Square One
Down a tunnel back to grade three
Soft ball, no one picked me
Sideline squinting on fold out chairs
With the tub of oranges
And excuses for why I cant play
A plan to pass out when they call my name
I should not have told josh that
I play for the state
I’m in trouble here
One little pull of the wool
It’s painfully clear
You got me, oh you got me
I’ve never hit a home run
So I’ll walk myself right back to square one
Growing older you learn to fit in
The things you should do, the things you shouldn’t
And it turns out it wasn’t cool
To sing for the whole school
In a costume I’d made myself
Singing in scream like Avril Lavigne
But I was not as punk rock
As I had hoped to seem
I’ve made it complicated here
I did not think through this fake tattoo
And the school thinks I’m weird
You got me, oh you got me
I didn’t really pierce my tongue
So I’ll skate myself right back to square one
Rolling forward to the last year of school
Harry was a badass cause he broke the rules
His hair hung in his face
When he asked me on a date
I panicked, and nodded in fright
Then jumped and fist pumped
When he was out of sight
He looked good from far away
But on our date he had nothing to say
Just a dare from one of his mates
To leave me to pay
You got me, oh, you got me
I don’t know how to roll you a blunt
While we’re at it, I’m asthmatic,
Excuse me while I cough up a lung
Oh you got me, oh you got me
And you owe me $20 for lunch
But these are the lessons we take back to square one
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2. |
Ultraviolet
04:40
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Ultraviolet
We met stocking shelves in a toy store at fifteen
Singing out, dancing the aisles
And he’d tell me stories of girls that he liked and I’d
Just nod along and smile
Then mid way year 10, he went full time & I asked him why
He didn’t wanna go to school
He said he had dreams and believed he was now free to do ‘em
But could tell there was more
I got the feeling you were hiding
Hiding yourself away
Oh, keeping all your disco lighting side of the stage
When boy you glow a kaleidoscope, a firework display
And all your ultraviolet goes to waste
When you cover it up in grey
We’d bond over musicals, movies and singing songs
Acting out all the scenes
I would be Jack, he’d be Rose just like Kate and Leo
And we’d drown out Celine
He’d make me wear shoes that I couldn’t walk straight in,
Earning my stripes in fake tan
We’d show the world all our dance moves at clubs
And both make out with a man
But you’d lie about where we’ve been
Chorus
One night we sat out front of my house
He buried his face in his hands
He had to come clean and he said that if I didn’t wanna be friends
He’d understand
He said he left school ‘cause the guys in his class
Made his life living hell every day
They pushed him over, they broke his hip
Stood over him, couldn’t shine in the shade
Oh, now I see how you’re surviving
By hiding yourself away
Oh, but all your disco lighting
Should be centre stage
Cause boy, you glow a kaleidoscope, a firework display
So let your ultraviolet radiate
Let all your ultraviolet take up the space
In your own damn neon way
And fuck what anyone else wants to say.
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3. |
With A Boob Out
03:13
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With A Boob Out
This morning I answered the door with a boob out
And when the postman’s eyes were bugging out of his head
It was me that thought he was crazy
It was me - and my nipple for the street to see.
Then I told the person at Telstra I loved them
There was a giant pause, instead of him saying it back
I was offended by Jeremy’s lack of tact
Just say it back, I’m having a day
No, I’m not staying on the line for a survey.
He’s probably a nice fellow
But my brain is operating at the speed of a marshmallow
Oh, I used to be a bright yellow
Now I fade by midday
Asleep and drooling on the couch
But I can do it all with a boob out
I was sitting at a cafe, they brought my food out
Every time I go to eat, my child needs to eat too
It’s some hilarious timing thing the boobie gods do
In the juggle of a toastie, a breat and a babe I was able
To shoot a steady stream of milk at the neighbouring table
Of seeming nice fellows
I apologise for the lunch surprise they got mid espresso
Although today I’m not my brightest yellow
I’m a million colours I’ve never even seen
And the happiest I’ve ever been
My world is glowing brighter knowing
That all this giant love keeps growing
I’m a brand new woman, nothing could’ve prepared my heart for this
I’m like a blooming flower with super powers
I can turn these mountains into milky fountains
I can bleed while I feed the tiny human that grew inside me
And I can do it all with at least one boob out.
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4. |
Sway
03:23
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Sway
(A love song to my orange tree)
We moved in late November
Into a house that had been lived in and not loved
It was dark and I remember
Feeling the heaviness the walls bore witness of
You made it through, tall and wise you carry on
Moving slowing to the rhythm of a quiet knowing
A timeless vision of the world around us dancing
Balanced perfectly on a gentle breeze
Sway with me
We got high back in April
And I’d never seen your colours neon bright
It was dark and I remember,
Knowing your glowing came from living through the nights
You made it through, tall and wise you carry on
Moving slowing to the rhythm of a quiet knowing
A timeless vision of the world around us dancing
Balanced perfectly on a gentle breeze
Sway with me
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5. |
Charlie's Song
03:12
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Charlie's Song
Tiny hands and tiny feet
Will forever leave their imprints on me
A sleepy smile on an Angel face
Perhaps you’re just too perfect for this place
Baby let your wings grow, let your wings grow
And carry you over the rainbow.
Baby let your wings grow, let your wings grow
And carry you safely over the rainbow.
Close your eyes, I’m by your side
Holding your hand in mine
As you let your wings grow, let your wings grow
And carry you over the rainbow.
Baby let your wings grow, let your wings grow
And carry you gently over the rainbow.
I know you’ll be embraced
By the open arms
Of those we love gone too
But here on Earth my heart will always carry you
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6. |
Carelessly
03:13
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Carelessly
Slow steps on the front porch
Looking out at the sun beating down on the path I’ve walked.
I’m giving way to the way things are
Find me at home with the front door open
These dirty jeans still look fine to me
I belong to a world that's running carelessly through me
I’m making pizza for breakfast
Grateful for the heartache turning to lessons
I’m giving way to the way things are
I’m making space on the lounge room floor
I’m gonna dance like I danced before you
Find me at home with the front door open
These dirty jeans still look fine to me
I belong to a world that's running carelessly through me
I read the words of a child broken
And let her howl like a wolf released
She belongs to a world that's running carelessly through me
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7. |
Show You Mine
03:39
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Oh shit! Oh no, no, no,
My mind went walking where it should not go.
I've woken up shocked and surprised,
But interestingly, unbelievably satisfied
So what do I do when I have to see you
When I have to see you and be fine?
And what do I say? Getting carried away
Cause you showed me yours last night
And I showed you mine.
Oh shit! Oh, goodness me.
You've felt the need to ask me why I'm acting so peculiarly
And though I tried, I squirmed and I lied,
Can't look you in the eye cause of this kinky little sex dream of mine
You say 'Hey, it's okay. You know you can say anything'
I say 'fine', let out a sigh and roll my eyes
My mind shouts 'NO!' but I take a deep breath and let go..
'Last night I dreamt of you and me, getting down, getting dirty
Now every time you look at me I can't escape the memories
And I know that it was just a dream but it felt really real, you see
Now I feel like I've seen your penis...
... Instant regret telling you this...'
But you leaned in and gave me a kiss
I could get used to this.
Two months, look at us now
You're so wonderful I'll let you keep a toothbrush at my house
Now what do I do? Cause I'm falling for you
And you seem to think that I'm alright.
You take me on dates and everyday
You show me yours - in real life - and I show you mine
You show me yours and I show you mine.
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8. |
Shine Through
03:26
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Shine Through
I was two, I held the brush you held my hand
We paint a picture of the lemon tree
I was five, I climbed the bench
To add a bag of chocolate chips into your recipe
And I saw you see me and then pretend not to
As you smile and see yourself in everything I do
And as we grow older I see myself too
And I’m proud of my reflection when you shine through
Your clock begins to chime, we’re back in time
And soon you’ll find out if you got that job
Suddenly I’m on your page, we’re the same age
And now I see why you visit 1962 so often
When I know you still see me and take me with you
As you smile and see yourself in everything I do
And as we grow older I see myself too
And I’m proud of my reflection when you shine through
But its getting harder to pretend this isnt getting worse
And I could kill the woman that stole money from your purse
I can feel you leaving, just stuck inside a loop
What I wouldn't do just to rescue you
You’re starting to forget, so a birthday each week is what I’ll get
And I love it
When you're singing to me and you take me with you
As you smile and see yourself in everything I do
And as we grow older I see myself too
And I hold on to the moments that you shine through.
You’re 89, you hold the brush I hold your hand
We paint a picture of the open sea
And soon you won't remember me.
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9. |
The Love We Had
03:49
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The Love We Had
I found a letter that you wrote to me one hundred years ago
One you’d left on the kitchen bench
I felt a moment of our hearts come running back to me
Right through the dust that never came to rest
I know it didn’t end well and I’m sorry
I was careless, I was only
Thinking of myself and didn’t know how to break your heart kindly.
We never really meant to leave it open
But we left with words unspoken
And when the hurt took hold
The truth let go and it left the pieces broken
But I wanna remember you before it all went bad
For the love we had
We were playing house and we were revelling in being grown ups
Tickets to the world at last
We’d live out our karaoke dreams with wooden spoons
For hours in showers, pictionary on a foggy glass
Im sorry cause I know it didn’t end well
I’ve been over every detail
But it makes it worse to scribble out verses
When we were never a fairy tale
We never really meant to leave it open
But we left with words unspoken
As the hurt took hold, the truth let go
And we left the pieces broken
I wanna remember you before it all went bad
I want to remember you for the love we had
I know it didn’t end well and I’m sorry
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10. |
Dream Big
04:23
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Dream Big
You are the sun in our solar system
You’re every star that glistens and sways
Every colour of the Milky Way
I look for words I’ve never heard of
For the amount of love is absurd so what can I say
It’s melting me away
One day when you’re older
I know you will tower over
Measuring me up to your shoulders
But for now I’ll just hold you
While you rest your body on my chest
Dream big my love
Just beyond this window
A whole world awaits you, my babe
Dream big my love
Of all the places we’ll go
Just beyond this window
A whole world awaits you my love
We have a magic string that ties us
No matter how far we find ourselves away
I’d still feel you in outer space
We’re losing days here let’s just linger
With your hand around my finger
Every day you’re growing bigger
And I’m writing songs to sing you
While you rest your body on my chest
Dream big my love
Just beyond this window
A whole world awaits you, my babe
Dream big my love
Of all the places we’ll go
Just beyond this window
A whole world awaits you my love
Dream big my love
Of all the places we’ll go
Just beyond this window
A whole world awaits you my love
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