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League
02:41
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I had a dream
That we joined a league team
3 hours ago
We hadn’t done enough training though
But we showed up
And ran out our guts
Extreme soreness afterwards
We were the sausage boys
They called us the sausage boys
We’re talking toned athletes
Teaching their kids
The skills to navigate high school
It’s a treacherous time
To be well smoothed
A son fit and young
Straining the muscles you gave him
The team is number one
And they need him to lead them
He pulls through, and it moves you
We were the sausage boys
I took myself off after 20, you lasted the half
We took some massive hits, needed ice baths
Back in the sheds, post-game beers
I had a dream
That we joined a league team
3 hours ago
We hadn’t done enough training though
But we showed up
And ran out our guts
Extreme soreness afterwards
We were the sausage boys
They called us the sausage boys
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2. |
Why At This Time
03:48
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Why
At this time
Every day I cry?
Why
At this time
Every day I cry?
Hand me
Your periscope eyes
Filter on my sight
You have
A very dark time
Bending out the light
The first
Time I saw him cry
Was when your brother died
Too
Disruptive, too polite
The line is very fine
You feel exactly like you should
Because you don’t know who you are. Yet!
I feel exactly how I feel
Because I don’t know who I am. Yet!
Please
Don’t analyse me
life is very nice
Please
Don’t worry about me
All I can see is sky
Go over
Everything ive said
Won’t make any sense
Listen
closely and you’ll hear
there is nothing there
You feel exactly how you should
Because you don’t know who you are. Yet!
I feel exactly how I feel
Because I don’t know who I am. Yet!
Why
At this time
Every day I cry?
Far
too selfish to behave
End of day
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3. |
One Of My Dreams
02:36
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Red-wine stains have tattooed t-shirt images to my chest
Broken ankle bone showing face a puffy mess
In one of my dreams
Just one of my dreams
My mate lies back front seat car he asks if he is dead
Sleeping he sleeps anywhere on the map body is bigger than his head
In one of my dreams
Just one of my dreams
We leave permanent tracks of transient thoughts should never be kept
If anyone wanted to get one over you wouldn’t have much time left
In one of my dreams
Just one of my dreams
Just about got enough little green night-sprouts growing me into the bed
Nocturnally knocking me ill-fitting fitted sheet filling my pillows with dread
Just one of my dreams
What does it mean?
Reverse quakes-earth time in terms of latitude defects are better than death
But illness is attitude lines never mattered till your pretty little pictures penned
One of my dreams
What does it mean?
The shocks have internalised shake before I realise muscles have tensed
If anyone wanted to get one over you wouldn’t have much time left
In one of my dreams
Just one of my dreams
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4. |
Reset
04:10
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Are you gonna reset the clocks
And take me to tomorrow
Rid me of a foolish feeling
Be rid of me what im not
And take me to tomorrow
Just popped a zop and im feeling it
Im ready for what you got
Throw anything you want
Sweet Mrs Vixen is shielding me
Do you know a bit about being out there on your own
Do you sometimes think when you’re out there it’s good to be home
Do you sometimes think when you’re out there all alone
Do you sometimes think when you’re out there it’s good to be home
Are you gonna reset the clocks
And take me to tomorrow
Rid me of a foolish feeling
Im ready for what you got
Throw anything you want
Sweet Mrs Vixen is shielding me
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5. |
My Favourite People
03:41
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My favourite people
Find where they are
Do what they do
I’m not going far
I’m in it
For all the right reasons
And I’ll believe it
If i say it enough
I’m in it for all the right reasons
She comes around
I couldn’t look around me
For distractions
And my mouth said
What am i, gonna do, without you?
Oh no, i didn’t, i never said
I didn’t mean it like that
But you’re leaving
And I’m staying
Yeah I’m in it
For all the right reasons
I’ll believe it
If i say it enough
I’m in it for all the right reasons
Forming the basis
To deliver a message
You’re all just
Too far away
In an attempt to digest
All matters of interest
Making sense of the total noise
The icy seas
The i-in-teams
The inner peace
The terrible dreams
Their favourite scenes
Are closest to me
My favourite people
Wouldn’t it be funny
If something lovely
Came out of this
Wouldn’t it be funny
If something lovely
Came out of this
Wouldn’t it be funny
If something lovely
Came out of this
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6. |
Always Look Up
04:12
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I’ll always look up to you
I’ll always look up to you
Though you wouldn’t want me to
You bring me up out of the blue
I’ll always look up to you
Stay as you are.
Don’t ever change a thing
I feel empty just like you
It’s better to know we’re two
I’ll always look up to you
Oh the trouble I’ve seen
I've behaved so foolishly
Endlessly on repeat
Rock bottom at your feet
I’ll always look up to you
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7. |
Work It Out
05:10
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We’re gonna work it out
We’re gonna work it out
We’re gonna work it out
We’re gonna work it out
Enough of this lying about
Enough of this lying about
And you’re sick of being sad
So sick of being sad
Gotta get up out of bed
Out of the dark bed room
Out of the house
Out into the winter sun
They say it’s good the winter sun
They say it’s good for everyone
He went driving in his car
Out of the city
Out to the open sea
He was taking in the scene
There’s something shining in the sky
Straight into your eyes
Feel it on your face
Melting deep into your brain
He came flying round the bend
He skidded on the ice
He was taken by surprise
He’d been taking my advice
We’re gonna work it out
We’re gonna work it out
Gotta get back in the house
Into the dark bed room
Back into bed
Gotta rest your head
He came flying round the bend
He skidded on the ice
He was taken by surprise
He’d been taking my advice
So sick of being sad
Enough of this lying about
We’re gonna work it out
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music sucks Dunedin, New Zealand
Sam Wilkinson's Music Sucks. Has been bouncing around the country, now back in Dunedin, NZ. Founding member of Chch's Von
Klap and Erasmus Eli.
In Dunedin he played with Chris Heazlewood and Deirdre Newall, in SCUD and on Tiny Pieces of Eight's debut album. Sam also played drums on Tim Moore's album 'Rough As Guts'. Collab's underway with Jeremy Cosmo Potts
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