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Cracked Bell
04:03
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Just a frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
I’m sure no-one is listening
Worn out hoping
Those doors will open
I’m studying the wall
It’s thick and tall
What’s on the other side?
Another wall, twice as high
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
I’m sure no-one is listening
The howl is in their ears
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
I’m sure no-one is listening
Worn out preaching
Who am I reaching?
The world is changing
The future unwritten
I could lounge against the wall
I could get so comfortable
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
It feels like no-one’s listening
The howl is in their ears
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
It feels like no-one’s listening
We’re always moving, never arriving
Celebrating, while we’re fighting
Stick together in the shifting weather
Celebrating, while we’re fighting
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
Don’t know if no-one’s listening
Who knows who’ll one day hear?
Small choir humming, old guitar strumming
Don’t know if no-one’s listening
A frail voice singing, a cracked bell ringing
Don’t know if someone’s listening
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2. |
Packing It In
03:00
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Let me paint a picture
Let me fall upon it like hail
Doctor pulls the stitches
And I fall apart, and I set sail
Pool of orange light
Sticking to the darkness like a friend
Beneath me in the night
Beneath starlight, and an ice wind
Everything
Is packing it in
Pack your bags
We’re heading back to the beginning
Let us in the building
Where the floor is lit up like a stage
Full of writhing children
And the hail stones, and the last page
Everything…
Watch me from your window
Take a picture of the smoking trail
Drifting on the wind, going home
Choking slowly on my own tail
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Seep
03:18
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Creek swells
She sells
Me spells
Slick skins
Of winged things
Like bells ring
In the wind
Going na na na na na….
Red wound
Spread soon
Head swooned
She said bring this
Long list
With a song hissed
At the moon
Like na na na na na
I seep through the cracks
In your leathery skin
You can’t help but let me in
I seep through the cracks
I’m under your skin
You can’t help it
Na na na na na…
Na na na na na….
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Application Rejection
03:54
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Are you even ready?
I need to polish up my CV
The lords of the land want their money
Who else will keep them in AC
If not you and me?
Application, rejection
Didn’t we say, didn’t we say
We’d keep it casual anyway?
Application, rejection
No strings, no benefits for life
Don’t you feel free?
Are you trying to tell me you crave stability?
Don’t you feel the frisson, don’t you feel the thrill
Edge-of-your-seat for the next bill
Or ‘the position has been filled’
Application, rejection
Didn’t we say, didn’t we say
We’d keep it casual anyway?
Application, rejection
No strings, no benefits for life
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What A Mess
02:54
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Let me burn your bridges
Let me hold my hands to the flame
Hazy figures
In a charred frame
It was a mess while it lasted
Living in the rush of passing trains
Ever faster
Never take pains
The sun is up
The world is steaming
Out the door you hear
Somebody screaming
Shut it down
You must be dreaming
You must be dreaming
Came in swinging scissors
Trying to snip the blisters from my palm
Mirrored vision
And a strange calm
It was a mess getting past it
Trying to blink the visions from our eyes
What a bastard
What a surprise
You seep through the cracks
In my leathery skin
I can’t help but let you in
You seep through the cracks
You’re under my skin
I can’t help it
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Scared Shitless
00:59
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Are our leaders
Too old, or too dumb
To be scared of what’s to come?
I’m scared shitless
When I sit down and read about it
We get together, write letters and we shout it
Feels good to fight
Knuckles tight around our hope
Throat stinging from the smoke
Oceans lapping at our toes
I’m scared shitless
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Cabbage Moth Melbourne, Australia
Cabbage Moth is a new project from Hamish Macrae, previously of Mac Springs.
Working in Naarm/Melbourne, Cabbage Moth's second EP was released in late 2022, and the third will be out mid-2023.
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