1. |
Where To From Here
04:19
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This wasn’t a choice
but its my life
I embrace it
learnt to survive
Weve felt the dirt
weve tasted blood
we’ve licked our wounds
where to from here
I leave the house in armour of being
Everything Ignored
or just simply
Torn. Away.
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2. |
Writhe
04:09
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plug in heart carried me far, rot my flesh into yr hand
fill my bones up, crumble my golden curl
dust my sun spotted bridge
hold my earlobe with your tounge
dance your teeth across my rolling landscape legs
and graze my knees, with boulder eyes
rise with heat, bake and write underneath,
red limbs splayed on worn tarmac
sweet honey skin, earth rubbed in
skull stench road, death heartache
pull at the corners of my skin
fill anthills with freckles
teeth line the roads
my tounge licks at empty riverbeds
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3. |
Murdered Birds
05:35
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i choose a world, where i can breath the air
i choose a world, where i can submerge my head in freshwater
i choose a world, where i can climb it's curves
i choose a world, where i can plant my feet firmly in the dirt
trudge frustration in the earth
i lack weakness i break easy
dark times, lie ahead of us, but there comes a time
when we must choose, between what is easy
and what is right
the air is toxic
the water is poisoned
the mountains are razed
my feet, lay in nothing but dust
i lack weakness i break easy
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4. |
Quiet Man
04:12
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high horse, educated, entitled and opinionated
open mouth, ignorant and loud
speak your mind, intellectualised
unquestioned confidence, self assured
drain me of my time
stop talking at me. stop talking at me.
when you open your mouth
and no words, come out
you'll be the quiet man
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5. |
Land Stolen
04:14
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Land stolen
Taken away from those who protected
not just dirt
but an ageless culture
the oldest, destroyed, in the blink of an eye
the oldest, destroyed, in the blink of an eye
Lives taken away
for the precious soil
Luxury of the west
luxury prevails
Apologies were made
titles were signed
this all means nothing
Luxury Prevails
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6. |
Silence
04:04
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Silence, Silence, Silence
Will be the death of us
No longer shall we hide like the mouse
it is our time to rise like the wolf
Our time has come to run through the streets
the time has now come to tear up these streets
Stone By Stone
And not lay silent
Silence.
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Threskiornis Australia
Bee - vocals
Dom - vocals
Jack - guitar
JJ - drums, bass
Bridget - cello
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