1. |
Shakey Load
04:58
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Danny drove
With a shakey load
And parked down there by the wharf railroad
To rest a while and let it go
To gravel, ragwort, and creosote.
The road to Portobello, like an eel out in the rain.
Twisting by the water, trying to get back in again.
Danny drove
Where containers load
And parked down there by the high tide zone.
Said 'giz a job
And I'll tie it down'
To spray paint gold on this cold iron town.
And as a shag flip-flapped across a cellophane sea.
And the bars of your cage are bending in the breeze.
You're already free
You're already free
You're already free
Here.
Now.
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2. |
Shadey Down
05:07
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Shadey down
Comes breakin' down
And the storms clouds
Are moving in
I step outside
To walk with you
But your shades are down again
As devils play in firelight
We're out in the night
Out in the night
Shadey down
Comes breakin' down
And the storm clouds
Are moving in.
It's getting late
The embers glow
The light in this room's fading low
I step outside
To walk with you
Where heaven only knows
As devils play
In firelight
we're out in the night
Out in the night
Shadey down
Comes breaking down
And the storm clouds
Are moving in.
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3. |
The Light Flickers
03:48
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4. |
Psychedelic Wolf's Head
04:10
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5. |
Corstorphine
04:14
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Well the elephant fell down the stairs
By the cannabis museum.
Jacob's ladder had a skip
And they threw a gym in it.
Through the mist, coffee steam
I see Tattooed Colleen.
We found a poppy patch
In a field by Tunnel beach.
Some old guy's medicine
In a sunflower garden.
While Mark 2 roared away
Blackhead Road dipped and swayed.
And we looked for more
Up in Corstorphine.
I met you at Waterloo
In the plastic flowered room.
Looking over Baker street
It's still 1982.
When you said you fell out with yourself
When you reached for the top shelf.
As the kids chase the bus
Up to Corstorphine.
I'll meet you up on the hill
Where the clouds have parted 'till
You can see the fire in the sky
Is the same fire inside
And it burns and it stays
'Till all this fades away
And we feel at home
Up in Corstorphine.
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6. |
Transit of Venus
03:30
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7. |
Unexpected Journal
04:51
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8. |
Wandering Paul
06:26
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9. |
Waiters of the Leith
03:52
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10. |
Limits of the Rainbow
04:11
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(swampy) Dunedin, New Zealand
Kia ora koutou. I'm Grant Ramsay (Swampy). I'm a song writer and musician from Dunedin, New Zealand. I've recorded and released albums on my own Cardigan Tracks project and through YellowEye Music. I'm currently part of the Dunedin music collective Tiny Pieces of Eight. We perform regularly around New Zealand and beyond. ... more
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