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Not In Love
04:04
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It’s hard to make pancakes if you don’t, have the flour
It’s tough to make changes when you don’t, think you have the power
I can paint I can pen I can scratch a brick wall of something for someone
But it’s hard to write a love song when you’re not, in love
A fine sign
I’m not dancing
Over you or anyone
A strange mark
Across the sky
I’ll just carry on writing love songs, without
Being in love (not in love x 4)
I’m sure, chemically, you could deceive my body
Turn that frown upside down but it’s just like an egg timer
I can walk in the sun through the rain doesn’t matter it all feels the same
It’s like trying to shout when you’re not even angry
A fine sign
I’m not dancing
Over you or anyone
A strange mark
Across the sky
I’ll just carry on writing love songs, without
Being in love (not in love x 4)
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2. |
1992
04:04
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I can’t remember where I was in 1992
The colour of my hair, the colour of my socks
I was probably crawling across the bathroom
Everyone says ‘they were the best days of my life’
But I bet that they can’t remember what they used to eat for lunch anymore
And my words are breaking me down
And our stories come from a fire
I will never forget what you said
That it’s okay to forget
This is where the words come in
Making sound between my lips I hope you’re listening
I’ve never asked for more than I’ve deserved
Until I saw you turn your back on me I think I’ve changed my mind
And my words are breaking me down
And our stories come from a fire
I will never forget what you said
That it’s okay if you forget
Don’t worry about me
Excluded 3rd verse
[How does it feel to know you will be forgotten?
I remember you, the girl with the short brown hair who wore odd-socks and t-bar shoes
But what was her name and what was she like?
I don’t think I can remember because I never really knew]
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3. |
All The Little Things
03:19
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Smile, when you’re around that’s what I paint on my face
You make my heart shiver and my bones race
Like lighting candles on the concrete
Embrace your fingers down to your feet
A photograph of you reminds me that I haven’t seen you for a week
When time is mine, it’s nothing but a shadow of the
Laughs and long conversations that spill over us
Your seat next to me is the only place it ought to be
It’s all the little things that make you lovely
Well it’s all the little things that make you lovely
Sing, the urge I used to get when in the shower
Now that’s what I feel when I’m just thinking of her
It’s more than contemplation I’ll explain the situation
When I get home from work I rest upon her little quirks to life my mood
When time is mine, it’s nothing but a shadow of the
Laughs and long conversations that spill over us
Your seat next to me is the only place it ought to be
It’s all the little things that make you lovely
Well it’s all the little things that make you lovely
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4. |
Sunny
04:41
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Made my journey from Southern Cross Station to destination unknown
On a Thursday with only some cash to get closer to you but further from home
Dance with me so secretly, with time now on our side
Forget your fears they can’t chase us here, not with a smile like yours
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things, yeah
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things
Only the sunny things
I decided to never look back unless I really wanted to
On a Friday I missed the last train and I ran into you
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things, yeah
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things
Only the sunny things
Morning comes the light shines brightly
Through the open window
Close the curtains, quickly baby coz
I don’t wanna have to move, I just want
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things, yeah
I don’t wanna move I don’t wanna know the truth
I don’t wanna know you, only the sunny things
Only the sunny things
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5. |
Valley Of The Kings
03:27
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Living it out for the summer call
Gotta be young before we get old
Broken dreams and for what you said
I never knew what was in your head
To begin with, yeah
Met you under flashing lights
Shadows dancing through your eyes
I opened up and you stepped right through
A part of it no one’s stepped into
For a long, long time
And in the valley of the kings and queens we rest our weary heads
On all the people that we’ll meet we’ll know we’ll never meet again
And on our shoulders we’ll carry what we need to live and how
We rejoice for what we have, until it all falls down
Until it all falls down
Reminded me about who I was
Back when I didn’t know enough
Certainty was a far gone word
The goodness came only when it hurt
Do you remember? Yeah
And in the valley of the kings and queens we rest our weary heads
On all the people that we’ll meet we’ll know we’ll never meet again
And on our shoulders we’ll carry what we need to live and how
We rejoice for what we have, until it all falls down
Until it all falls down, til it all falls down, until it all falls down
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6. |
Vanilla
03:58
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Here’s something like simple and plain
Your mother’s horse riding in summer rain
Picture us on the mighty hill where we sat
Wearing our chequered flannelettes
And the mighty wind in our eyes
And the force forever fading
You were there I remember
Memories of the taste of vanilla
The grass is tall it comes above our knees
While we wander through fields of ancient trees shall we
Hide beneath the old mountain ash’s bark
We can watch the world from here and never go back
And the mighty wind in our eyes
And the force forever fading
You were there I remember
Memories of the taste of vanilla
And the mighty wind in our eyes
And the force forever fading
You were there I remember
Memories of the taste of vanilla
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7. |
Fall As Well
03:17
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I’m picking up the pieces of her this is the blinded time
Sentries fall like dominoes coins in her hand turned to stone
Slow snow
Falls (oh woaaa woaaaaa)
Fall as well
Heavier than it’s ever been I know it’s not your fault (wooaa oh)
Haven’t checked your tongue for a week your friends will leave you now (woaa oh)
Fall (oh wwooaa)
Fall as well
They fall (oh wooaa) fall as well
Sure we will survive but I can give you four-and-twenty reasons why
The moon appears before my eyes black crows black crows they fly above
The stars at night, and in my crystal ball that sees beyond the peaks and troughs of all the oceans
Fall as well
They fall as well, they
Fall (oh wwooaa)
Fall as well
They fall (oh wooaa) fall as well
Sure we will survive but I can give you four-and-twenty reasons why
The moon appears before my eyes black crows black crows they fly above
The stars at night, and in my crystal ball that sees beyond the peaks and troughs of all the oceans
Fall as well
They fall as well
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8. |
In The Rain
05:58
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And if you think about it
It’s always raining somewhere in the world
On concrete footpaths and jungle leaves
On the head of someone you’ve never met
If you think about it you’re lying on your back for half your life
And breaking your back day and day just so you have somewhere to keep it that night
Isn’t that stupid?
When the rain falls down from the open sky
I can feel all the tears I’ve cried
And all I know is that you’re not with me anymore
But when I stand in the rain I feel like I am with you, once more
In the rain, I’m with you
And as I’ve thought about it
We’ll disappear like puddles beneath a tree
My body of particles will decompose eventually
Fortnights of anxiety will insignificantly become
Light years of floating matter debris
And I’ll be as free as the H 2 O atoms
Which come to me, which come to me, which come to me
When the rain falls down from the open sky
I can feel like you’re still alive
And all I know is that you’re not with me anymore
But when I stand in the rain I feel like I am with you, once more
In the rain, I’m with you
And what we’re feeling now is
Restless souls needing to be free
The fire burns bright behind your eyes
The tears stream gently down your cheeks
The wind picks up, the wind picks up
The wind picks up, the wind picks up
Your heart beats free, your heart beats free
Your heart beats free, your heart beats free
Don’t forget, the importance of a memory
When the rain falls down from the open sky
I can feel like you’re still alive
And all I know is that you’re not with me anymore
But when I stand in the rain I feel like I am with you, once more
In the rain, I’m with you
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9. |
The City
04:22
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Pack your bags pack your backpack in your suitcase
You never really know how much space you will need when you get there
Fork your food, fork your food across the plate this is no time to masticate didn’t you know?
Your meal it looks, your meal it smells divine but you’re just a boy
You can only focus on one thing at a time, woah
At a time
And the city looks over me
And the footsteps on the pavement beat like rhythms I can’t see
And in my seat above the clouds on level 42
I feel underwhelmed with the city lights
Without you
Tie your shoes do your laces up I recommend a double know we’ve got far to go
Can’t afford to stop
The city’s long and you’re ready packed take a deep breath and step right out
And the city looks over me
And the footsteps on the pavement beat like rhythms I can’t see
And in my seat above the clouds on level 42
I feel underwhelmed with the city lights
Without you
And the city looks over me
And the footsteps on the pavement beat like rhythms I can’t see
And in my seat above the clouds on level 42
I feel underwhelmed with the city lights
I feel underwhelmed with the city lights
Without you
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Saving Tinman Melbourne, Australia
Saving Tinman performs the work of Tim Shue - a classically trained pianist who now prefers to spend more time strumming the acoustic and plucking the bass guitar. Self-taught singer and guitarist, Tim has been writing since the age of 15, and this album 'Artefact' captures the cream of bedroom songwriting over five years. ... more
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