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Tinderbox
06:32
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It's morning inside of this mess
Of infrastructure and ivory towers
Surrounding the broken and dispossessed
And all this destruction of such sacred things
Nature displaced and defaced and encased
While they still have the nerve to call it God's creation
And I hear your voice in so much detail
From so many kilometres away
Darling, there's not a day
That I'm not counting hours and remembering your face
And if I could
I'd run to you
Or at least I'd run till my lungs gave out
Till my head was pounding or my heart rate stopped
But as it is I'm waiting fifteen more days
Cos you're the Bass Strait and a stateline away
And my love, you're restless
For you this world is too small
Someday you'll see it all
Yeah we'll see buildings rise and fall
We'll struggle to make up our minds as to whether we miss em when they're gone
As you take my hand
I know that we don't need that shit anyway
All thoughts are but distractions from what is and ought to be
And by the same token, there is hope in everything
So leave behind these worldly problems
We can take flight, there's only water
And earth, wind and fire to help and to hinder us
Tinderbox hearts to light a spark in this wilderness
Tinderbox hearts, tinderbox minds, tinderbox souls
Joined together by some force of nature
Some unknown chemistry
Some twist of luck
And if I could I'd run to you
Or at least I'd run till my lungs gave out
Till my head was pounding and my heart rate stopped
But as it is I'm waiting fifteen more days
Cos you're the Bass Strait and a stateline away
Tinderbox hearts, tinderbox minds
Tinderbox souls, tinderbox eyes
Tinderbox skin, tinderbox bones
Tinderbox flesh, we'll ignite and explode
We're untouchable
Tinderbox eyes, tinderbox minds
TInderbox souls, tinderbox hearts
TInderbox skin, tinderbox bones
Tinderbox flesh, we'll ignite and explode
We're untouchable
With you I need no notion of home
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Everything But My Money
03:31
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We scream along with ballads like we even know the lyrics
Yeah, we've all got broken hearts from falling in love with restless wandering spirits
You're not special and it's no big deal
Put your cash back in your wallet, we can score a free meal
The next time I wear my heart on my sleeve
I hope that I get greeted with a, ‘aww nice jacket mate, can I try it on?’
And so I do my best to shed the individualistic mind
But my songs still wind up in the first person
Try not to think of anything relating to this feeling
Sinking into my own consciousness till I struggle to breathe
And there's a lot of shit that I need to do
And it doesn't involve waking up at 12 thinking of you
And how you'll be gone soon
There's no more cigarettes and no more spin and my lungs feel empty
Pre-empting fate and pretending despite everything that I'm okay
Cos this is the middle ground, the precious absence of understanding
Any fucking thing about any fucking thing
And there's a lot of shit that I need to do
And it doesn't involve waking up at 12 thinking of you
And how you'll be gone soon
I'm not special and it's no big deal
Put your cash back in your wallet, we can score a free meal
The next time I wear my heart on my sleeve, I know you'll be in front of me
Brandishing a gun at me
Taking everything but my money
You'll take everything but my money
Cos you know that I don't have any
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The Stress
02:48
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I hope someday we can say with meaning
That things aren't weird between you and me
Or him and them or the people in the middle
We're all in so deep sometimes we compete to come up to breathe
And this year has seen such shake-ups
And wake-up calls some of us will make a choice to ignore
I'm gonna lay in this bed I've made for a little while more
She's still on my mind almost all of the time
And where we’d be if I could've been a little more fine
But our bad days both could get a little out of hand too easy
I guess one of us just had to draw a line
I guess I'll see you in two weeks’ time
But everyone's so burnt out
Burnin cigarettes at both ends
And falling over incidents
I swear are trivial at best
So why do we still feel the stress?
Now I'm adjusting to not needing something up my nose to function
It gets like that sometimes, you know, but it's all under control
Cos I refuse to be the kind of waste of potential we've all seen
Too many times by now
So everything is fine
Even when it's fucked
If I try to be okay
Can I still call you when I'm stuck
And Scott Morrison is back in
So it just might be too late
To care so much about everything
And so to compensate
We'll rail pills and stay up late
Yeah we'll do drugs and stay up late
But everyone’s so burnt out
Burnin cigarettes at both ends
And falling over incidents
I swear are trivial at best
So why do we still feel the stress?
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Stayin' Awake
03:12
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We chase our youth away in drains
Under the freeways and rail lines
Or else we're on suburban corners
Waitin longer every time
Either on a come-up or a comedown from somethin or someone
At any given moment half the time that we're alive
Jump between misdemeanors and felonies
To keep your lust for life lit bright and your head held high
Who can even say what's wrong or right
If you're happy when you wake up you're doin better than fine
She said, “I don't understand how you can stay awake that long”
She said, “this ain't livin, go get some sleep and get on with it”
You poured your heart into about 5 songs
That you still play to yourself sometimes
And the things that drive you forward
Came with warnings you left behind
Trails of words that fell on deaf ears
Cos suffice to say that love is blind
So they work their 40 hours
Payin off degrees that they struggle to justify
If your time is in your hands you're doin better than fine
He said, “I don't understand how you can stay awake that long”
He said, “this ain't livin, go get some sleep and get on with it”
He said he doesn't understand
He doesn’t understand
How could they understand?
She said, “I don't understand how you can stay awake that long”
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