1. |
Old Shadow
04:03
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Godamn this sun
It swelters on
My crimes are done, and there's no place to hide
But you're keeping track
Right at my back
Always in black, a little piece of night
You run this show
You go where I go
You fit right in
Skin of my skin
As I begin to see what's coming around
I know what's planned
I kiss your hand
I understand there's no escaping now
Because I know
You go where I go
Old shadow
And I never feel so alone
Dog at my heel
You can't be real
And still I feel your power circling round
Burnt in my brain
Your message plain
The joy and pain that knows no other name
How is it so
You'll go when I go
Old shadow
I never feel so alone
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2. |
Open Road
04:18
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I left the city this morning
The sparrows sang me the dawn in
Open road
In all the dreams that I savour
To which did you add your flavour
Open road?
And all that I meant to have lies waiting there
And maybe all I wanted was to shed my load
Well I left my gun lying on the open road
When the clouds began to pelter
How many gave me their shelter
On the open road?
When hunger came to defeat me
How many raised a hand to feed me
On the open road?
And all that I ever learned, I learned it there
In the great hall where all things freely flowed
The cars have long gone, but I have become an open road
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3. |
The Messenger
05:29
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You will not come to tired eyes
I wait here in the cold
Impervious to my desire
You have no arms to hold
When I awake
Light in your eyes
And you showed me hope
Through your telescope
But the night is cruel and wide
With angel at my side
I do not walk these coals for you
And besides, they cause no pain
I've wrestled with you long enough
Still, you won't tell me your name
When I awake
Fire in your eyes
Recite, you said
But I turned my head
To the night still cruel and wide
With angel at my side
I see my death so clearly now
It holds no mystery
I am the king of nothing now
Are you the queen of what will be?
When I awake
Fire in your eyes
Recite, you said
Recite
Recite
Recite
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4. |
Alone
02:52
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It's gonna be a while til we sort this one out
Gonna be a rough week ahead
Thought that we'd never be singing stormy weather
Couldn't we just stay the night instead?
Life is so long, plenty of time to decide
But ain't it right to have one last goodbye?
The snow outside is pure
And baby are you sure you wanna be alone
Tomorrow will be fine for saying all the things we should've said today
Cleaning off the dust upon the shelves
I know, I know you're seeing other people, but that's OK, that's OK
At least that's what we're telling ourselves
Life is so long, plenty of time to decide
But ain't it right to have one last goodbye?
The snow outside is pure
And baby are you sure you wanna be alone
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5. |
Bound for Glory
04:24
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When all the lights go out
When the street owls hoot and the banshee howls
My voice floats down the corridor
You can hear me now, you lay your book down
And we stroll sideways into the gutter
Lean with our heads pressed up close against each other
And then you smile
'Cause you were bound for glory, child
And later on the road
We are dead and broke, but we are also wise
And just like Jack I'm for the mad ones -
Mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time
Like water from the Nile
Through the rear view mirror as the sun went wild
Yeah, you were bound for glory, child
You were bound for glory, child
On a ship near Darwin Sound
The captain rose early, and his eyes were round
He tried to follow a penguin home
Seen 'neath darkened waves, as his body drowned
And the night before he died
He showed me all your poems, he had every single one ranked and filed
Yeah, you were bound for glory, child
You were bound for glory, child
And so I fucked up again
Gave into strange arms and to glistening skin
I see you shed a tear
Got your mother's eyes
But where'd you get that stare?
And someone will say
'I can't believe anybody would treat her this way'
Yes, I will be reviled
But you are bound for glory, child
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6. |
The Raw and the Cooked
03:33
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"I never wanna go home" she said,
"I never wanna see another sunset.
It's boring where I live -
Surfers and idiots.
They're all milling around my lawn
They got meat between their teeth
And I'm not feeling like
Another serve of char-grilled beef and oh
When I came to your door
All the world was cooked right through
But you are raw
Oh, all the world is flawed
All the world is cooked right through
But you are raw."
"Are you looking for something else?" I said,
"Do you think that it could be
That you are chasing a unicorn
Cause that don't sound like me
Cause I'm a dark horse in this race
But I know the state you're in
Howling at a hollow moon
Darker than the suntan on your skin."
When I came to your door
All the world was cooked right through
But you are raw
But oh, that's the fatal flaw
Cause only you are cooked right through
But the world is raw
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7. |
Dumb
03:07
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Well we slept on through the sunrise
Heard the ticking hands
Eating through our best-laid plans
With no language to deny us
No words to come between
The desert and the dream
With curtains drawn
On the circling dawn
Child of the morning
I am dumb
And the madmen who keep the dollar afloat
Make every vote a donkey vote
So we sink into the midday hum
Under the awning and the gum
The servants of state
In an empty debate
With me and my date
Feeling dumb
Tongue-tied to the wind
And if the truth is naked
Then meaning is a ghost
A rich but unattractive host
So let's get all the tried and tired tidings to strip away
To what they already say
Oh, and I still don't know how you had me at hello
And I don't ever wanna know
Cause I can't see
What you're doing with me
No, thankfully
I am dumb
Tongue-tied to the wind
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8. |
Rain-Soaked Bed
01:29
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9. |
Sweetest Mistake
04:13
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All through your life
People take what they need
They tear off your leaves
But they discard the seed
Go back on your word
Renege on your vow
All those people you know
Where are they now?
It's kinda hard to wear a half-broken heart on your sleeve
But I'm the one who put an end to your bleeding
Come on outside, love
Where everything wants you
And these are the days of
Our sweetest mistake
Sunk like a star
You cried out in your sleep
Even God was amazed
In the face of the deep
We're all walking mistakes, babe
Accidentally planned
Just a seed in a stream
Sown by nobody's hand
Still kinda hard to wear a half-broken heart on your sleeve
But I'm the one who put an end to your bleeding
Come on outside, love
While all the leaves are falling
And these are the days of
Our sweetest mistake
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10. |
Borderline
04:04
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Trial by sun
On a course for fresh survivors of oblivion
In boats, leaking hope
They come
Fenced in like sheep
Over there, somewhere where we can never hear them speak
This is war, but it's a war
Against the weak
And not in my defence
Not in my name
I will not stoke these fears
Over an open shame
You're not making any sense
Strung out on a phantom spine
Borderline
Visitor beware:
With a suitcase in your hand you can go anywhere
But for the poor escaping war
We've boundless pains to share
Hey, hey man alright
I know that you can see inside my head at night
But from my cell, I can see your big cell
Just fine
And not in my defence
Not in my name
I will not stoke your fears
Over an open shame
You're not making any sense
Strung out on a phantom spine
Borderline
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11. |
Build Me an Ark
05:14
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Build me an ark
An ark, an ark
Build me a hymn to dark
Five fathoms wide
An ark, an ark
Water rising up outside
Send out the dove, the dove
Soaked in our blood
And meet me again at rainbow's end
After the flood
Rise up oh child
Child of night
Rise up after we are gone
And teach us to cry
To laugh, to die
Found our passage through the storm
Send out the dove, the dove
Soaked in our blood
And meet me again at rainbow's end
After the flood
Build me an ark, an ark...
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Noah Rosenbloom Hobart, Australia
Noah Rosenbloom is a singer-songwriter originally from Melbourne, Australia. He released his debut album ‘Disinheritor’ in 2016, and lived in Berlin until the recent pandemic pushed him to relocate to Tasmania. Sometimes puzzled and quizzical, always warm, Noah's songs are tender, smooth, understated and meticulously crafted. ... more
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