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Saltwater Veins
02:30
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Effortlessly waiting, the ground has started shaking,
A mist over the sea and the sand begins vibrating.
The raw untempered power liquifies the hours
Thundering, and thus the bravest begin to cower.
It takes away the pain,
For we've got saltwater veins.
For we've got saltwater veins.
Over to the jungle
From the broken urban tumble
Where the cracks in the street show a town about to crumble
Down around
Where we don't make a sound
Five am running down the beach that we've just found
It takes away the pain,
For we've got saltwater veins.
It takes away the pain,
For we've got saltwater veins.
It takes away the pain,
For we've got saltwater veins.
It takes away the pain,
For we've got saltwater veins.
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Magpie Child
02:38
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The face in the reflection tells you lies
Self assured and self ignored, it's there behind your eyes
You're far too sober for this, don't you think?
Swelling up with righteousness on a Friday night.
You can run all you want
You could grow some wings and fly,
Paint yourself with black and white
And tell me you're a magpie
You can keep your head stuck in the sand
And suffocate before you cry
How long will it be
Before you drop out of the sky?
I'm not trying to insult you, girl, I swear
You've got to see things my way, there's just something I can't bear
You've been dragging on that death stick all night long
I should've phoned ahead so you could act like nothing's wrong.
You can run all you want
You could grow some wings and fly,
Paint yourself with black and white
And tell me you're a magpie
You can keep your head stuck in the sand
And suffocate before you cry
How long will it be
Before you drop out of the sky?
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Snowdrifts and Secrets
03:36
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I'm not going to try to explain
The thoughts don't come out the same way
I'd express it through colours, through music, through words
But in the end I've got nothing to say.
These rooms in my head, they're smudges on a spectrum
Heartstain a name on my plectrum
I'll lock all the doors, but they'll creep in through the window
A shell of this home, lost in the snow.
Changing my tactics, lighting up autumn leaves
But the smoke burns my lungs and that makes it harder to breathe
I'll have to choke down my lies before they reach my lips
Like consuming acid, you've got to take it in little sips.
I'll write you a song, I'll never play it or share it around
And if you leave me too long, this snow will swallow me down.
These snowdrifts and secrets will swallow me down.
These snowdrifts and secrets will swallow me down.
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Storm Warning
03:45
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Foreboding skies rumble up ahead
And this coastline of the dead
Has come to life.
Horizons fading from blue to angry grey
And I've been sitting here all day,
Always waiting.
Timelines slipping past the watchdog in the night
As if the weatherman saw the light,
This page is ripping.
I never thought that rain could fall as hard as this
And the ghost who lives in my head tells me what the struggle is
Alone we sit and wonder, there's a certain time to run
And everywhere I seem to look, the rain keeps pouring on.
It's a storm warning, written on your skin
It's a storm warning, we felt it from within
It's a storm warning, the wind is picking up
It's a storm warning, and words just aren't enough.
Your favourite colour is a blue with a lonely tint
Waste my time, don't take the hint,
I've slammed the shutters.
Days spent sinking out of sight and into mind
Without a single last goodbye,
Keep on blinking.
Nights spent staring, not at the stars but down
Mind control my town,
Blind, but glaring.
I never thought that rain could fall as hard as this,
And the ghost who lives in my head tells me what the struggle is
'Sorry' doesn't raise the dead, just another jewel on the crown
Like taking back the soldiers once the city's been burnt down.
It's a storm warning, written on your skin
It's a storm warning, we felt it from within
It's a storm warning, the wind is picking up
It's a storm warning, and words just aren't enough.
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Outgrow This Cage
04:38
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The crunch of gravel on the drive
Retreat, its my retreat
From these backstreets of crow's feet.
The lie of the land; a scratch on my hand again.
Woodsmoke, as the woods they spoke, to me
My mind slips down, tired of this town.
Take the time, take it from me
As I trundle out the days
Take the time, take it from me
Wait for me to outgrow this cage.
It's heavy, this weight of the truth
Getting ready for a fleeting night, a phone booth
as the loneliness crept in, the clothes I slept in.
Take the time, take it from me
As I trundle out the days
Take the time, take it from me
Wait for me to outgrow this cage
Take the time, take it from me
As I trundle out the days,
Take the time, take it from me
Wait for me to outgrow
Take the time, take it from me
As I trundle out the days
Take the time, take it from me
Wait for me to outgrow,
Wait for me to outgrow,
Wait for me to outgrow this cage.
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Finn Pearson Fremantle, Australia
Finn Pearson is a singer-songwriter and folk-rock artist Western Australia.
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