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Latest Disaster
03:31
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Hey, it's late. You're looking pleased with yourself.
Yeah, it's written all over your face.
Too late to try and hide it with a scowl,
Or bury it in double meaning.
But wait, you say your mind is clouded in doubt
And you are buried knee-deep in clay.
Okay, I won't keep tying you down
Or bury you in double meanings.
Am I your latest disaster?
Just a convenient ruse?
Devoid of any other meaning
Or any context that I can use.
I hear the echo of your laughter
And the sight of your old tattoo
Devoid of any other meaning
Or any context that can ring true
You're the disaster, what's left to prove?
You're the disaster, what's the next move?
You're the disaster, what's left to prove?
You're the disaster, no room to move.
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2. |
Always Ends
02:30
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It don't matter what you want, you know the plan.
This whole chapter plays out in the palm of your hand
And it always ends the same. It always ends the same,
It always ends the way as specified by your name.
Always, always.
Do we really have to video everything you say?
It don't matter what you say, you've made your mind.
You thought it all out as you came up from behind.
And it always ends the same, it always ends the same.
It's always justified by the signing of your name.
Always, always.
Do we really have to justify everything we say?
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3. |
Limit, Limitless
03:17
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Trouble will find you, trouble will win.
Trouble will bend you, outlast you in the end.
Devil on your shoulder, devil in your chest.
Devil in your inner ear, burrow in your head.
You say that you'll give me everything I need.
What I need is for you to say you'll give me what I need.
And if they think you've got it they're gonna get it out of you.
So honey, I hope you've got something worthwhile to give.
Limitless wants, limited spots.
We're not asking you to put yourself on that cross.
Only to acknowledge your win is another's loss.
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4. |
Candy
04:02
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Half remaining drink on the counter top.
Weighing up the options: continue or to stop.
Pushing down the awkwardness with another glass,
Or get behind the wheel, put these people in the past.
Candy, drawing in and standing
Over in the corner, grabbing at her shoulder.
Listening to the banter, the silence that surrounds her,
The bright downlights that haunt her, highlighting her frame.
Enveloped in the sound bouncing off the walls.
Hidden in the volume seeping to the core.
Candy, drawing in and standing
Over in the corner, grabbing at her shoulder.
Listening to the banter, the silence that surrounds her,
The bright downlights that haunt her, highlighting her frame.
The empty conversation, the bodies' condensation
Collecting on the ceiling, the useless air-conditioning.
The sense of youth near gone, of duty lingering on.
Now they're playing the final song, we're dispersing through the door.
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5. |
Run Away
03:29
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Every night as we dream, we all reach the end of things
When we wake we will be somebody new.
And that man will think he's me, he'll be filled with memories
That aren't his, they belong to all of my others.
Run away from who you are, this could be your final start.
One last chance to have things over again.
You don't know, nor do I.
It's just one day in a life when in fact it's a lifetime in a day.
We are all brand new, and there's nothing we could do
That has been done.
Impossible mundanities.
Run away from who you are, this could be your final start.
One last chance to have things over again.
If you knew, would you cheat?
Would you try to fight off sleep?
Would you make me keep watch for any changes?
Looking out for a trace in the lines of your tired face
For a moment of a lack of recognition.
Run away from who you are, this could be your final start.
One last chance to have things over again.
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6. |
Walk Right Through
03:19
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Hollow days and routine ways.
We'll walk right through the embers.
Walk right through the embers.
New model cars under same old stars.
We'll walk right through embers
From now until December.
And we're pulled down by the waves
That we discovered today.
And the waves have always been
Even though we've never seen them.
Reach for stars and preserved hearts.
We'll walk right through the embers,
Walk right through the embers.
Writing songs to right our wrongs.
We'll walk right through embers
And hope we'll be remembered.
If you could live a million years
And still keep your memory clear
You'd still end in the same place,
As if you'd died on your first day.
How could we conceive this view?
We'll walk right through the embers,
Walk right through the embers.
Look to me and I'll see you.
We'll walk right through embers,
And lie in them forever
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7. |
The Goldilocks Zone
02:50
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Millions now alive will never die.
(That's wishful thinking)
Maybe our sons and daughters will never hurt.
(That's wishful thinking)
Things will get better even if we don't.
(That's wishful thinking)
Someone else will fix this mess
It so easily could have been over now
We can measure up to our parents on their best day.
(That's what we owe them)
We can lie through our teeth to fearful dying eyes.
(That's what we owe them)
We'll try to provide comfort where none should exist.
(That's what we owe them)
We'll hide our teary eyes.
It so easily could have been over now
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8. |
Song For A Windy Day
03:15
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His very first summer job
As a trolley boy down at the town centre.
Two hooks and some elastic rope
Holding them together out in the carpark.
The tension was too much,
The metal straightened up.
Whipping back with cracking speed,
It hit him in the neck.
The doctor who was passing by
Used a pen to try to get him air.
You saw it on TV in a motel with your family.
This kid you knew from school on the news,
You were both 14 years old.
Your body shook with laughter,
You fought a burning smile as the horror took its hold.
You couldn't comprehend, reality rejected,
It must be some bad joke.
He was just some weird kid
Who used to say stupid shit.
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9. |
Afterthoughts
02:47
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All this time, it feels like a spinning wheel,
Like a mountain obscured at the top.
And it is never gonna stop, no it is never gonna stop.
When it blows through your home and seeps through your bones
Like the deepest chill that you've felt,
But you can never ever tell, no you can never ever tell.
In a short pop song, half profound, half wrong,
With an obsession with another one,
With a bubbling doubt that weighs a ton.
These are just afterthoughts that rhyme,
And sometimes they miss their mark.
When you're trapped in deep, in a deep deep sleep,
Trying to scrub the sand from your eyes,
And you are never getting wise, no you are never getting wise.
'Til your very last days with your blurred out gaze
And that creeping feeling you've felt
That you can never ever tell, no you can never ever tell.
Feels like falling.
This winter's store,
It's a gaping maw
That devours all that we have found.
It feels too soon
For a blue sky view,
For a bright full moon
That illuminates the deepest chasm.
All this time, it feels like a spinning wheel,
Like a mountain obscured at the top,
And it is never gonna stop, no it is never gonna stop.
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10. |
Descending
01:43
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Forced from the water,
Forced from the warmth.
Fall out of favour
And into the storm
All that became you
And all that you see,
Stuck in an instant
Before eternity.
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11. |
I Didn't Come Calling
04:16
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I hope the end comes to me at night,
I hope it comes without warning.
I hope they find me lying in the morning light
When I didn't come calling.
I hope I don't spend too long on my own
If you move on before me.
Don't want to find you lying in the morning light
When you didn't come calling.
I want to see the lines on your face
As a result of those years.
I want to see you go grey and face the dawning day
With the very same fears.
I want to feel that knot in my chest
When you're driving in the rain.
I want to feel that hurt and make the whole world hurt
When I go and cause you pain.
I'll see you on the other side of the night.
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St Augustus Brisbane, Australia
St Augustus is the solo venture of one Cameron Smith. Follows on from the band Mt Augustus. Slowcore folk pop with occasional forays into volume and noise.
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