RPM 2021

RPM 2021

skirmish Hmm what have i missed! the sun up on the beach! Oh and this an opportunity to get a demo for the last song for my Australiana album. really happy with this! Do you know how long it takes From Sydney To surfers paradise Its a 10…

Song Number 2

Mr Waits, Calling Mr Waits

If you can't find your own lyrics, blatantly steal somebody elses for inspiration

Kicked in the Face with a distortion pedal.

Instrumental, Guitar Rock

Might as well sew your shadow to me, ghost of myself and drenched in caffeine Mirror becomes a distant warning I’m entering the uncanny valley You can’t pass this thread through my eye Patience failing, no compromise A reeling confrontation…

As the quiet burns on the midnight oil And my footsteps making cracks in the floor For the monsters lurking under my bead For the tinnitus ringing in my head It’s the pill in hands that I hold To Kill the tremors and bury the cold Carry…

Rain on my roof, constant tapping, sounds like there’s invaders outside always marching, always shouting, pouring down hour glass counting Half dissected, introverted, I don’t mean to pry Past protracted, so exhausted, I don’t even try…

i take one, one, one 'cause you left me

You’ve got a lot to say and sleeves to sew We don’t see eye to eye don’t you know It’s not a coin but two lone planets circling our own suns Where is the salve to soothe our aching hearts Suffice to say we’re better apart The tattered flag…

Lost half of my castle, we dug the moat, we built the walls But the waves don’t care, they’re busy shushing us senseless It’s a wonder, forever building here in the sand How the universe don’t care The pen to the page, part and parcel…

three, three, three for my heartache...

four, four, four for my headaches...

Your fear took the sky away, we’re stumbling in the dark You ran to the mountain top, sounding the alarm I’ll hold the mirror at the other end, a jewel from it hung sword points highest to the emperor’s sun A clash of the heavens pair…

five, five, five for my lonely...

six, six, six for my sorrow...

seven, seven, nuh nuh nuh nuh no tomorrow...

Hold my hand get through this I dissect your iris And behind the lens there is an omen Here I thought I knew you But I’m stuck on preview You were hiding in my peripheral vision In my dreams, reaching forward, falling backward, out my…

eight, eight. i forget what eight was for...

nine, nine, nine for my lost god...

How’s the saying go, isn’t it an echo or a stain But words get telephoned, caught up in some other’s long refrain Heavens catch your gaze, barter for your faith, how pretty the horizon How far does it go, the unintended consequence of sight…

ten, ten, ten, ten for everything, everything, everything, everything.