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Going down
02:59
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Take these threads and see what unravels
It wasn't made to last, it wasn't made at all
And I want to be there, oh, I want to be the one
And I long to see it, oh, going down with the sun
Oh, darling
Going down
Oh, come on
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You smell brand new
04:08
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You, brother, adrift, I don't even know your face
Mother, this home could be anywhere in space
Lover, the night holds a home for you and I
Lover, so damned in the sunrise
The future's not what it seems
Tides and shifting dreams
When all I want is gold
And you, you smell brand new
I'm breaking through, but you're telling lies
Trust me, sister, the fate of you and me is real
Strange mister, we'll meet to broker some new deal
Lover, so free, I am shamed by heavy chains
Lover, so new, have I met you?
The future's not what it seems
Lies and silting streams
And all I want is gold
You, you smell brand new
I'm breaking through, but you're telling lies
At the start we are made
By now we are decayed
I know, the smell is in the air
So pray for me, like I prayed when I was young
But this journey's just begun
And the light it comes. And the day it comes
And my mistakes have just begun
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Turn the light on
05:37
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And go as we might into the night
I'm looking for you, looking for you
A boat lost at sea and someone I used to be
Just looking for you, looking for you
You turn the light on
This rain-beaten track, all I have, all I lack
I'm looking for you, looking for you
My cold burning heart, tears this city apart
Just looking for you, looking for you
You turn the light on
I was looking for you
I was looking in the dark for you
I was lost looking in the dark for you
You turn the light on
And go as we might into the night
I'm looking for you
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Joanna
05:42
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She's pint glass clean and 3rd degree obscene, Joanna
The Bismarck of the bay who can't stand a word I say, Joanna
I kissed her when she left school with a bag of woodworking tools, Joanna
She must be my dream girl, though I've yet to travel the world, Joanna
They can't see your roots in me
I'll always have time for you
They can't tell this kind of hell
I'll always have time for you
We met online, taking pops at Joe Devine, Joanna
There's this thing they say, when I dream of you in the day, Joanna
Your tongue leaves me burnt, I wanna learn all you have learnt, Joanna
The tragedy is this, I love you more with each fist, Joanna
They can't see your roots in me
I'll always have time for you
They can't tell this kind of hell
I'll always have time for you
I'm for the lovers who cannot breathe
The ones who should get up and leave
My heart is broken in two
What's wrong with me, I'm free
This land of plenty is not what it seems
They can't see your roots in me
They can't tell this kind of hell
I'll always have time for you
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Diving for pearls
04:45
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Trying to get back to my life
A life so deep in shades of blue
A world of me, a world of you
And I know that you're afraid of silence
And I know there’s nothing more that I can say
To you my words are tinged with violence
Is there some place where we can just divide
Take our good selves, the rest can go and hide
Through purple travel back to blue
To the old world, to my old self and renew
I guess I’m just a lonely boy trying to make my way through the world
My mama said “Don’t you go diving for pearls”
Sitting down to write to these words
Words I know will never ring true
To the cynics inside of you
There’s a world I know without forgiveness
Burning down this once happy home
Your lies feel like an act of kindness
Is there some place where I can just reset
Say I'm sorry, drift off and forget
Colour changes, we shift from blue to red
Hope it lingers, hiding beneath our bed
I guess I’m just a foolish boy trying to get a date with a girl
My mama said “Don’t you go diving for pearls”
A chance, an ideal, I fall, broken in two, hatch something new
It’s not that lost on me, the cold irony
The hope that I can be what you need, not what you see
I guess I’m just an old-school man ironically listening to Wham!
My mama said “You gotta be a modern man”
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Spooking
04:38
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They tried to crucify me, but I'm too strong
And they tried to silence me, tried to prove me wrong
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
Hiding in the shadows, hiding in plain sight, talking poisoned arrows
They can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
There was time I had a normal life. There was a time I had a trustful wife
She was just like the rest
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
They say I'm trying to fill some inner void
They say I'm crazy, paranoid, they're all a part of the block
They can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
I dreamed of the mothers, of those that have vanished
Sisters and brothers, tell me were they punished
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
A mist of darkened agents, a veil of lies, my name on a list of patients
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
There comes a point in reality where there's a window for insanity
There's a bridge to cross
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
Where is the truth? Where are the lies?
Twisted logic, alibis, another bridge to cross
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
Lord, won't you rectify this, Lord, won't justify me
Won't you reveal the truth to those who have been foolish
Welcome to this hell, it's 1977
Buenos Aires isn't well, but they still call it heaven
They say I'm paranoid, but look at them
Can't stop spooking me, can't stop spooking me
When did you know what it would cost? Once it was over its destination
Do you feel that all is lost? Only my part in liberation
I have my doubts about what I'm saying, so I start praying for some freedom
But I'm not dreaming, and they're not leaving
They keep coming back for more, 'cause they can't stop spooking me, can't stop Spooking me
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7. |
Damascus Pink
05:21
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The scent, like a tint to the air
I know it’s a memory, a part of me that sunk into the sea
It comes like a wave on the breeze
I’m done, as I sink, Damascus Pink
The shade of her dress as it's flowing
I know it’s a memory, something I see that’s buried away
Beauty comes as quick as it fades
I’m lost, is that what I think is Damascus Pink?
A tale, an old book I once read to you
I know all these memories are what’s left of me, what’s left of you
Can I trust what I feel? I can't trust what's true
A book on the brink, that’s Damascus Pink
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Find your own way home
04:45
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Come sit down with me, my life lessons are free
This is how you got to be, to make it
When life gets hold of you and love's like a feverish flu
When everything seems true 'cause you believe it
When you think something dirty and you can't forgive yourself
No need to worry, you got this
Time for home truths
Find your own way home. Do it for yourself
I got shit to do that won't get done today
Find your own way home. It will be ok
I'm still short on answers
'Cause I got my own life to live
Find your own way home. Make your own damn luck
Can't you see I'm working, searching for Micah
Find your own way home. Wounds will heal themselves
I'm still short on answers
'Cause I got my own life to live
Praying's not for me, I'm more for elegy
As you sure can see, it's working
The more you make yourself, the more you can offer in help
So anytime you yelp, I might come running
Bones are getting brittle, knees like to lock up tight
What I have to offer, might be right
Time for home truths
Find your own way home. It will do you good
I'm too busy making my first orrery
Find your own way home. That's what Father said
I'm still short on answers
'Cause I got my own life to live
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At closing time as the Sun sets on Strathpeffer
The poet ends her tired rhyme with a nod to stormy weather
The lost and found abound and soon they gather at our door
For stede so we share with them our shelter
Once was I on the road to old Strathpeffer
And with me I brought one thing, a ledger bound with leather
Now this night draws to and you have memories of your own
And tales that are sweet like springtime heather in mind
So come with me
This humble home will keep you till light breaks the clog from the dawn
And to those so lost, it’s here, redemption by the blair
Like me you have found a piece of heaven in mind
Heaven in mind
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Toby Crook Geelong, Australia
Musician, recording artist and performer based in Geelong, Australia and living on Wadawurrung land.
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