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At the End of the Street
03:07
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I walked round and round
Looking at you in the ground
We lay you in your dress of blue
And the clouds tumbled over
My new wife wears a dress of striking crimson
And shoes that show off her ankles in them
I saw her downtown on on the riverside
She gathered flowers and I stayed in hide
And I had a red cloth belt in my hand
And shoes left for mud don't understand
I smell that perfume and it's different, sweeter
"Are you for me, or the flowers?" I greet her
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2. |
A Sandy Bay
03:09
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I recall when you wore your hair real long
That grey day on the beach but the air was warm and strong
We threw a line in from the shore
And you pulled in seaweed, but not a whole lot more
I went back there just the other day
And I got asked to build a sand castle but I didn't want to play
Waded out until my shorts were wet
And I imagined you were there behind me, blowing on my neck
Nah baby, don't you start that
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3. |
Ba Na Na
03:30
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The end of painful exhaustion
Long day ends
To sleep early so I can get up in the morning
Be fit to do it again
Ba na na
We can't break the stone like we used to
Feebly slip on by
I should be living on a patch somewhere
With the green hills high
Ba na na
I have read that you shouldn't expect
Work to make for happy folk
But I'm happy when I'm with my comrades
Drunk, and talking work jokes
And after I like food on the table
I need new shoes
And when we ignore the pilgrims for another day
Postpone choosing again
Ba na na
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Well I stole a little loaf of rye
So me and my baby we wouldn't die
We ran like kids out on the street
We scored some stuff and she heated it and smoked it
Went to a party, the same old style
There was Bobby I hadn't seen him in a while
There was blood on the bathroom floor
The carpet stank and those curtains were always drawn
All of this is coming together I know it
We say it's getting better I showed you
So you can thank me for everything
We slept 'til five, out on the grass
And I saw my baby's face as it cut through the dark
The sun rose over her body
The blood was hers but she didn't care to show me
All of this is coming together I know it
We say it's getting better I showed you
So you can thank me for everything
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5. |
Without My Gun
02:48
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Without my gun, without my gun
I'm gonna clean up this town like it should be done
Without my words, without my words
I'm gonna clean out the gutters and nesting birds
Without shame, without shame
I'm gonna run him out of town, never speak his name
And without my breath, without my breath
I'm gonna lay in this grave, peaceful in death
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6. |
Mind in the Light
02:53
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I'll still come visit you
I know what you done
I'll come visit you killer
I'll bring our son
Keep your mind in the light, hold on
Keep your mind in the light, hold on
Keep your mind, mind, mind in the light, light light
If you do that for me then I know we'll be alright
All I can see now
Is your fist-shaped mark
On the bullet-proof window
I pray for you in the dark
Keep your mind in the light, hold on
Keep your mind in the light, hold on
Keep your mind, mind, mind in the light, light light
If you do that for me then I know we'll be alright
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7. |
I Don't Want You
03:10
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He's the one who wants you
And I'm the one who don't
He wants to take you on a riverboat cruise
And I would rather see you float
He wants to wine and dine you
If only he could find you
You're round at my house again
And I'm just trying to pretend you're not here
I'm just trying to pretend
He's the one who'll have you
When I'm old and woeful
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Sainthill Melbourne, Australia
Melbourne songwriter Sainthill (aka Tom Larkey) creates dream pop with allusions to indie rock and folk. Tales of outsiders, animals, and landscapes tangle with emotive melodies and soundscapes. Sainthill’s work has been described by critic Marty Jones (Rhythms Magazine) as “intelligent and beautiful music” ... more
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