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Intro
04:25
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between wake and sleep
logic dims, weak
all the things left unsaid
refract inside heads
I still see the use
of the cynic, of youth
to fight all that grew
and decide what is true
in hum and soft glow
no form nestles close
but a mirror, warm light
our own face at night
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Sequins
04:28
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colours blinding
the true me, colliding
with shadow, wheelbarrow
of dark thoughts
the tides in
the blank screen is deafening
is my eyesight going?
fall through the sequins
cover myself
i'm hiding from the
cretins that look in
that shook me
that leave their stars behind
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Oystermilk
04:08
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watercolours from the gloaming's drifting eye
white spittle, where the ocean touches sky
incoming, a bloated corpse survives
surfs in on the lurching morning tide
nearby, a salty kid peruses
sand crabs in his Sunday morning shoes, his
mum's calling but her voice is far behind
he only cares about what he's going to find
amelia x4
the kid heard stories
of the things that lay beneath
that silk screen shore
and the phosphor coral reef
fish that'd suck
the gum right off your teeth
but that didn't stop him
trawling through the reef
a crooked finger
protruding like a hair
pointing north
through the sharpened glassy glare
a single glance
was enough to freeze him there
but no
no
he didn't care
amelia x4
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4. |
Frozen
03:30
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this nick in my side
it's a curse it's a lie
then the seasons all change
and it's back in the bright
i'll follow the cues
i'll walk in your shoes
but it takes me by the hair
in my face you refuse
i never cared about the truth
did what you said i should do
i lived with my own sense of proof
i hurt me, hurt me, hurt you
let's pretend that we're here
for a talk for a beer
then the seasons all change
i'm consumed by the chase
the pictures we paint
are of people we ain't
i'll pretend i don't care
just to see you standing
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5. |
Origami
04:59
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i cursed the daily
folding up my friends
paper origami
means to my own ends
tired of talking
spitting useless grit
but lonely and yearning
i reach out for a hit
no more sequence
no more rhyme
no more wasting all our time
i love secrets
unless they're mine
a gospel of rumours
and childish crimes
I lived it over
forever and a day
the regime of cruelness
has slipped away
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6. |
Mother
04:15
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the dulling threat of boredom
cracks it's anxious jaw
it's spindles spun around me
compress me to the floor
sleep, my eyes feel closed now
but muscles lie in wait
a vibrant hue, but static too
behind my eyelids wait
who am i x3
if not my
who am i x3
if not my x3
who am i
if not my culture
if not my mother
tongue past teeth it slides round
icebergs to skull they are
protects my brain, that endless drain
a glimpse of crashing cars
whether silence, tv violence or subliminal defiance
left me callused i'll always ask
but grace it's not a race and shoved up in my face
i want to leave it all behind
make up my own mind
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7. |
Honesty/ Bali
06:59
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small eyes
dark lips
consume hieroglyphs
silk hair
straight teeth
purple eyelids
straight nose
cheekbones
eggshell pheromones
big heart
tiny hands
masseuse
taipan
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Nyanza Sydney, Australia
Nyanza is a Sydney-based art-rock/ shoegaze band composed of Zach Walker, Jack Quinn, James Needham, Harrison Moore and Lachlan Whittle.
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