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The Metre `Powderfinger`

The Metre blow the candles out to raise to the night let all the tension out you've been wound up so tight it's a tender trap to plan ahead all the time if you measure the world by

Powderfinger `Cowboy Junkies`

Look out, Mama, there's a white boat coming up the river, with a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John 'cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the

POWDERFINGER `Neil Young`

POWDERFINGER Look out, Mama, there's a white boat comin' up the river With a big red beacon, and a flag, and a man on the rail I think you'd better call John, 'Cause it don't look like they're

Morning Sun `Powderfinger`

up on the table Well, I don't like the way that they've been carrying on I never was one to complain about the way that things are done If it spits like rain on the window frame Come to wash way the morning

The Day You Come `Powderfinger`

The Day You Come memories are fading a single voice complaining while days are stacking up it’s hardly worth debating the people are frustrated drink from poison cup the system is collapsing

(Return of) The Electric Horseman `Powderfinger`

(Return of) The Electric Horseman In my head inside my dreams Under my hand as no one's seen Bent to the will of the others Strange kind of day to discover That all seasons fail and recover So

Roll Right By You `Powderfinger`

Your gentle pace it provides a rhythm for the unwashed few of us Lock and loaded past is a prison for the crimes of the universe Do you have the information to decide whether you really care C'mon you

Pick You Up `Powderfinger`

decide you've had enough of it I'll be the one I'll be the one When your speech is slow When your eyes are closed When you feel betrayed When your heart is frayed When your feet are cold When

Love Your Way `Powderfinger`

got to keep moving to stay warm 'cause I'm freezing in this room And if I prove no good here I'll skip to where I should It's only an imaginary vigil that we keep You salvage what you need I'll take the

Living Type `Powderfinger`

Living Type And you'll be there to break my fall To reassure my doubts and faults And all your fables will ring true They are the lies you lean on too There's love on your breath I'd better not

Stumblin' `Powderfinger`

I got to feeling low for making light of whatever you said The pain went straight to my head chopping me up turning me to morose You've got a thing or two coming soon so I'll get out of your way Beat

Boing Boing `Powderfinger`

Boing Boing There's nothing to say but she, came and then she went through Her cardamom powder sneeze, raised the old hotel roof There's nothing to play so we, swam into the rockpool Habits are breaking

Like a Dog `Powderfinger`

Like a Dog in all that he takes in all that he shows the higher the stakes the lower the blows and all the mistakes that he's ever known whatever it takes he'll be stealing the show now

Up & Down & Back Again `Powderfinger`

Up & Down & Back Again come and rescue me from in the water deep careful now don't loose your aim the road ahead is clear again I haven't found it yet you drift away so slow in the

Oipic `Powderfinger`

Oipic Far may you run from what you know Sermons homespun before the show One superjudge that brings a change in taste The new seasons king with a brand new face Cause the old seasons bloom seemed

Hurried Bloom `Powderfinger`

He liberates her often hidden smile She buried trust faded away He swallowed any promises they made Darkness to weave its silent track Stars decorate a shroud of black Night closed the

SS `Powderfinger`

SS Sweetest jolting of the memory Little secrets become fantasy Stuart Surridge never growing tired Little boys baby safe inside These things are mine for always We can hold our breath 'till

How Far Have We Really Come? `Powderfinger`

Despite the miseries And the lessons learned from history The pattern still repeats Never to surrender don't you ever repeat How far have we really come?

Celebrity Head `Powderfinger`

Celebrity Head at quarter to nine my plus one decides to make her arrival I’ll say what I like at the end of the night for social survival I’ll cut you to size then apologize and make an impassioned

Rockin' Rocks `Powderfinger`

You're swollen like a lexicon If you hurry we'll be home real soon If you meet me in the morning, gonna make my day The sky will fall and the planets swoon, Feel like tomorrow coming up too soon

Not My Kinda Scene `Powderfinger`

tell me where i'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad so lean to the side whisper it quiet the end is in

My Kind of Scene `Powderfinger`

My Kind of Scene Tell me where I'm supposed to begin an unhappy life working some kind of dead end job for everything you thought you had has gone from worse to bad lean to the side

Blanket `Powderfinger`

Another self serving future You can stand and beat your breast While they feed on the fruit of their sweat You’ve got it rough Haven’t you got it rough So you shoot From the left ???

Thrilloilogy `Powderfinger`

Thrilloilogy for every story gone untold there's a secret that dissolves so many pieces still unsolved you're not quite who you think you are can see the symptoms from afar I'm hosing

Hindley Street `Powderfinger`

Hindley Street a gentle winter haze creeps in at three forty-four the Hindley st parade shuffles to my door the hotel decor shades are always poorly sewn twenty-five in thirty days makes this room

Waiting for the Sun `Powderfinger`

Waiting for the Sun this will be an uncertain time for us my love I can hear the echo of your voice in my head singing my love I can see your face there in my hands my love I have been

My Happiness `Powderfinger`

My Happiness I see your shadow on the street now I hear you push through the rusty gate click up your heals on the concrete waiting for a knock coming way to late it seems an age since

Vladimir `Powderfinger`

Vladimir I am the lizard queen Uniform of taffeta and diamond rings In here I see all kinds Even tiny drunken Muscovite Mouths locked tight With a native man seeking shelter for the night I

Grave Concern `Powderfinger`

Grave Concern Somebody screaming that the end is nigh Never seen nobody with hopes so high Uneasy feeling creeping up on me Justify a weary trinity And I can hardly contain my joy Let

Sunsets `Powderfinger`

Sunsets over the beaches from now on Each day looking for new ways to go on Maybe I should drop by maybe I should have called Maybe I should have followed you and beat down your door Maybe it's gonna