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The Shadow of a Dove
04:38
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Its not sad that i’m in love
the dark remains, the disturbed sun
its sad i’ve come undone
marveling at the shadow of a dove
It’s so cold too far from love
the veins are bare, the clinging mud
it’s cold still theres no flood
quivering i’m left open by a dove
The echo's dark
it moves and plays
she caught the sun
i lost my way
I’m too blind to know this love
the light burns on, a distant glow
i’m blind, i can’t be shown
ignorant let my pain be for a dove
Still i hope, send dust to love
the wind brings gifts, as it does steal
i hope that i can feel
tapering, should i just leap for a dove?
The echo’s dark
it moves and plays
she caught the sun
i lost my way
Chase the fall, close fast on love
the drop speeds on, the cruelest done
the fall, this part is fun
perilous, here the end comes from a dove
On the rocks, now i’ve found love
the life spreads thin, the gentle wane
the rocks, the red, the stain
cowering in the shadow of a dove
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2. |
Two Cuts
03:44
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There’s no real question of fault
admitted and drowning in oceans of salt
there’s no real choice but to float
it’ll come, just let time have its own
Nothing more’s waiting past death
the cold day dawning for their last breath
don’t dare leave till there’s no life left
live long in the shadow of debt
A struggle is granted the weak
privileged and softened, their souls will leak
if nothing’s earnt nothing keeps
come prove that there’s strength in the meek
For all that it needs is a shove
the clouds will unload, the cool wet love
you know when it’s coming it comes
he’s alive in his daughters and sons
There’s no real hope for grace
since all that we know is that we can trace
knowing has kept us in faith
that a smile and a heart can keep pace
I feel the dark closing in
but i’m not the first, nor the last of my kin
So shed me a tear then begin
two cuts, one for love, one for sin
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3. |
You Haven't Changed
04:06
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You haven’t changed, at least not for the best
i wonder is it calling, the dark and free west
do you think you might get through the night which we live
or are you finding it hard in desire to give?
You haven’t changed, at least not too much more
cause you never really heard like you always saw
you never could grasp like you said we were taught
i wonder could you give more than chance to my thoughts?
You haven’t changed and its likely you won’t
i wanna say please, just sit, don’t
but i think there’s some need at least in you that’s my sight
cause from here i have doubts if in you all’s so right
You haven’t said now to me much else more
could you ever have known the strips from me you tore?
Could you ever have guessed how you left me alone?
No you haven’t changed, a cold blunted stone
You haven’t changed never could quite see why
i don’t see you above, there’s no chance that you’ll fly
you won’t sail on, you’ll sit terribly wet
i’ll send you some heart as we hope to forget
You haven’t changed and its likely you won’t
i wanna say please, just sit, don’t
but i think there’s some need at least in you that’s my sight
cause from here i have doubts if in you all’s so right
You haven’t changed and in living there’s hope
but i can’t see you making it clean with that soap
could you ever find joy if it said stand and fight?
you haven’t changed till you sleep through the night
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4. |
By Chance
05:36
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By chance she’s come to know
to see that she’s alive
a simple truth has come too soon
now sadness pricks her eyes
A child laughs, this one smiles
the corners bear the weight
time sits gently ‘cross her lips
a trick of god and fate
I’d hoped she would have laughed
cast her eyes from the source
for ignorance to take away
the price of death’s discourse
I wish she didn’t know it
couldn’t see so clear and far
she keeps her eyes towards the night
to mourn the cold dead stars
Won’t somebody help me
forget that i’m alive?
an ever changeless dry ideal
a thought that strokes and strives
Unity, a simple cry
they feel the masses close
that same speed that crushed the sky
the sticky rich verbose
Lower expectations
don’t shit fuck eat or sleep
stumble round without a sound
try to fall in deep
If i could catch some truth in you
i’d hold it up to mine
raise it in, where none shall pass
and scratch it till it shines
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5. |
No Forgiveness
04:44
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There’s no forgiveness this time
a sick and silly grin
the rage builds in the corners
a new gift, a lust begins
a lesson learnt now practised
the meek who tore and held
the pieces scattered southward
there’s a thirst for pain to quell
The secret’s in the killer’s eyes
the value madness yields
the past was stained with sacred blood
it was bone that ploughed the fields
so dig on please, usurp me not
a flame still dreams to burn
but cast no calls, dry retching
how clean and white the walls
There’s no forgiveness this time
its now too dark to stray
the beast within is stirring
how can i deny it prey?
The taste of blood is taken
like a hope that’s flown ahead
there should be warmth here somewhere
burn the fires, i’ll pile the dead
bring the bodies cut and studied
secrets sown while cold and still
they’ve known, they’ve seen together
there’s a truth beneath the thrill.
There’s no forgiveness this time
its now too dark to stray
the beast within is stirring
how can i deny it prey?
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6. |
Moan
04:06
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Last words written much too final
sliding lost and suicidal
meaning’s gone the beast decays
a rotting smell that stands and stays
Spit it out, just write me something
give me words that speak of nothing
a cheap whores wit they don’t deserve
what loss is worth won’t swing or swerve
Moan to mothers moulded milk
stink and suck, their blood runs silk
Take the tears now there’s supply
take a trip your soul drained high
whisper this and gather that
then twist it all for lust and fat
Burn the flesh and spread the dust
grow your rose the coward’s crushed
i will sow and weave to hold
a sadness felt death long foretold
Moan to mothers moulded milk
stink and suck, their blood runs silk
Hearing her close you’ll reach to hold
the souls are torn, the wealth is sold
cry with her tears while firm like bone
nestled close that awful moan
For this will end in fire and pain
the bleeding scars will burn to gain
so give your life a careful ease
take out the axe, lets burn the trees.
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7. |
Villains
05:15
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The sky’s still blue at night
for those who trusted sight
the blind man’s twisting arms
while you are screaming for your rights
Your kind lost long ago
and time has ways to go
before the scarred and hairy
take their laws to rule below
Hope has cared for less
we’ll make a villain of you yet
A child’s still no surprise
Our knowledge feeds the evil
their price tool high, so we will
cut a limb, begin a grudge
our harvest drives the needle
Waiting’s for the wicked
a thought for where she’ll stick it
mangle mark and scar
hold it close ‘cause its your ticket
You can prove your bet?
we’ll make a villain of you yet
A child’s still no surprise
she’s paid to cast these lies
a child’s still no surprise
a twisted mirror in her eyes
A note’s no telling tale
you fall and fuck and fail
an example for the rest
a deep and driving nail
A child’s still no surprise
she’s paid to cast these lies
their joyous price of love
a twisted mirror in her eye
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8. |
Sore and Longing
05:13
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Born before a convict land
history’s crimes go hand in hand
nothing taken separate
could hope to understand
pale faces burn for genocide
the crumbling waste, the rising tide
guilt can carve a sacred path
the mighty burn their brides
Awash in revelation
this monkish desperation
the paralysed insane can see
their soul’s gross mutilation
forever cast aside of truth
no conversating, little use
a steady weight behind his eyes
don’t let the beast break loose
A heart so torn still sharp and clear
a blade that burns, a secret fear
to tear them all asunder
or to grasp, to coax and steer
too much thought is barely sane
the judge comes round to watch and claim
all who’ve felt are brought here
time comes to touch their pain
What is seen is very near
all that’s felt is brought straight here
the heart sinks in the darkness
the eyes the wells so clear
crammed in close, losing space
their lives as painted as their face
terrific, sore and longing
the pathetic human race
Forever cast aside of truth
no conversating, little use
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9. |
I'll Wait
05:33
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A Cheeky Grin Melbourne, Australia
A Cheeky Grin are a Melbourne based two-piece bringing a new emotional depth and intensity to dissonant rock. At times sadly intimate then suddenly manic, raw and absurd, A Cheeky Grin's music is pure emotional disturbance. A wake up call rattling the bars of your pathetic, caged hearts. ... more
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