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Sarah
03:14
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Do you remember
That August night round the embers of the fire?
I knew we’d be so good together
You took my hand, and we laughed until we cried
But Sarah, it ain’t good for you every time I ask you over
It ain’t good for you
Cos I never pay back the favour
So before you went away I wrote a note on a cigarette paper
And I ain’t seen you ever since
Sarah, will you be gone for long?
Sarah, I’m sorry that I disappointed ya
Waking up on my second hand sofa
In a crowded town of Newky Browns and Marlboro Reds
I was staring at the screen all night
There’s no need to sleep
When you can't get out of bed
But Sarah, it ain’t good for me when you visit but you don’t stay over
It ain’t good for me
I’m tired of all the reminders
Of all the dollars that I owe from when I borrowed all those rolled up fivers
I’ve been paying ever since
Sarah, will you be gone for long?
Sarah, I’m sorry that I disappointed ya
Sarah, I’ll give you what you want
Sarah, I’m sorry that I disappointed ya
Do you remember
Dancing sober
Do you remember
Looking in the eyes of strangers
Do you remember
We always won them over
Do you remember
But I threw it all away, didn’t listen to you saying that you need a little time away,
Sarah, will you be gone for long?
Sarah, I’m sorry that I disappointed ya
Sarah, I’ll give you what you want
Sarah, I’m sorry that I disappointed ya
Sarah, will you be gone for long?
Sarah, will you be gone for long?
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Slumbering
04:09
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A slumbering giant pings off the guy ropes
And stands muscles yawning, head above clouds
Each unseen step is a gamble, stumbling
A voice in the distance says he can guide her
She trembles towards him down mountains and rivers
Blinded by white valley vapours, fumbling
Singing “I can’t think straight
Since they woke me
I’d rather be slumbering”
Feet licked by ocean then tensing on tiptoes,
Through two tones of blue she swims up to his tower
He's standing and shrugging with palms lifting nothing, bumbling
Singing “I can’t think straight
Since they woke me
I’d rather be slumbering
I was dreaming
I wanna go back,
I’d rather be slumbering”
"I'll pull you in if you've brought your own rope"
She says "I had to leave it all, surely you know"?
But he's not in business to help the encumbering
He gives her a book and a flame to stand watch
To send home the homeless til her bones turn to rocks
Extending his shore through their trespasses, crumbling
Singing “I can’t think straight
Since they woke me
I’d rather be slumbering
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Hidden in the Dust
03:50
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Silently on sedimentary pages
Chronicles recorded by the verse
With flakes of skin that used to keep our blood in
Mixed with that of those who lived here first
And I’d like to read those layers just to know them
And the poisons we let settle in between
The history of us
Hidden in the dust
Now I’m packing up my shit to move into my cousin's house just for a bit , til I find a much more permanent location,
I see galaxies of specks reflect, confused in all directions, furious I woke them from their lazy hibernation
I’m sneezing every minute, though we’ve never been allergic, but I guess that’s why we both just let it be
The history of us
Hidden in the dust
I unpack a pack of cards I taped together
Gaffer tape still grimy from our room
To teach someone to play would take forever
But forever needs to start from somewhere too
There’ll be Royal Albert Halls of Oxytocin,
If you’re looking hard enough you’ll see
The history of us
Hidden in the dust
I unpack a pack of cards I taped together
The gaffa tape gone grimy in the air
To teach someone to play would take forever
There’ll be Royal Albert Halls of Oxytocin,
If you’re looking hard enough you’ll see
The history of us
Hidden in the dust
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Free Behind Bars
05:37
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You just turned 18
Someone called out the police there’s a breach of the peace on the street
You refused to go home
They knew you by name
It’s the seventeenth fight since July with your on and off guy
But he’s in on the game
You tell them you hit him
You know how this works
They’ll take you in for the night
So it don’t get worse
Where there’s no visitors at night
There’s no secrets from the cameras
They’ll hold your hand with stainless steel
And take you home
You’ll be calm in the car
Cos you’re free behind bars
Your mum was 18
When she knew she was having a girl the whole world was her fault
But it was too late by then
In a one bedroom flat
That she couldn’t afford if she thought she should get a divorce
From your sleepwalking step-dad
He knows you’ll never tell her, there’s be nothing worse
There’s one way to lock your door, you know how this works
Where there’s no visitors at night
There’s no secrets from the cameras
They’ll hold your hand with stainless steel
And take you home
You’ll be calm in the car
Cos you’re free behind bars
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Temporary
05:36
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Huddled smooth and shining, silencing your mind
And then you hold me in your hand and ask if you are the first
As if to be regarded is the part that gives me worth
I’ve been torn up by explosions
And I’ve flown through the black vacuum
Spat out of a mountain
Under siege by oceans
Now I lie with all my brethren
Shoulders softened by the sea
But this is all just temporary
Temporary, this is all just temporary
Temporary, this is all just temporary
You wanna take me home put me in your bathroom bowl
What if your sister saw – she’s always been quite sure
The shore would get a little smaller, waves would take what’s theirs
But don’t worry bout me, I’m not the one who cares
I’ve been torn up by explosions
And I’ve flown through that black vacuum
Spat out of a mountain
Under siege by oceans
Now I lie with all my brethren
Shoulders softened by the sea
This is all just temporary
Temporary, this is all just temporary
Temporary, this is all just temporary
Diminishing to dust, so what’s the difference where we are
I’d be the same, a grain of sand or planet plucking star
So take a breath and pump that thickened water round your flesh, but don’t think that I care
My mother wiped out half the life down here.
I’ve been torn up by explosions
And I’ve flown in that black vacuum
Spat out of a mountain
Under siege by oceans
Now I lie with all my brethren
Shoulders softened by the sea
It’s strange to think you feel relaxed round me
Will you throw me out or take me home?
Put me on your china throne
You’re just electrifying specks of time to me
This all just temporary
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Jack Lewis Melbourne, Australia
UK born, Naarm based Jack Lewis. A light heart, a deep soul and a big sound. His songs explore diverse perspectives: the arrested teenager, the “other” woman; and the cynical pebble.