The Revenge Of The Lawn

by Steve Lane

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There’s a vulnerability and an intimacy heard on record that is undeniable" - The AU Review

"The start of a new and exciting chapter in the life of one of Australia’s most loved songwriters" - Rhythms

"Revenge Of The Lawn is going to be one of those albums that all Australian Music fans really connect with, Steve's managed to take his head out of the equation and just use his heart" - Graham Ashton Footstomp Music

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released July 7, 2017

Steve Lane: vocals/guitars/trombone
Jacob McGuffie: guitar/slide guitar/vocals
Kai Lane-U’Ren: bass
David Williams: drums
Nkechi Anele: vocals
Lauren Jennings: cello
Cally Bartlett: violin/cello
Jack Michael: keys

Recorded by Steve Lane and David Carr at Rangemaster Studio (The Patch, Victoria) and Trouble Waters Studio (Emu Creek, Victoria)
Mixed by David Carr at Rangemaster.
Mastered by Joseph Carra at Crystal Mastering (Thornbury, Victoria)

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Track Name: Camber
CAMBER

this old love
has seen many days
from a simpler time
with less complicated ways
but we’ve learnt how to drive it
and I’d never trade that
there’s a whole lotta k’s
left in us yet

we’ve got the camber
just right
we’ve got the camber
just right

this old love
not faded or forgotten
has required maintenance
as it’s got older
and it’s true we are crazier
than when we first met
but in that instability
we’ve found great depth

we’ve got the camber
just right
we’ve got the camber
just right
when we’ve got the camber
just right
we’ve got the camber
just right

Steve Lane 2015
Track Name: Monsoon Heartbreak
MONSOON HEARTBREAK
(words: Steve Lane/John Holton. music: Steve Lane)

when the rain came down upon us
like curtains drawn surreptitiously
against a grey summer sky
a monsoonal casualty

and I still remember
flailing in the menacing sea
helpless as flotsam and jetsam
too late for mutiny

wave after wave crashing o’er
conspiring… divining for fault
And it’s said the sea hates a coward
Drives truth through a man like salt

and I still remember
flailing in the menacing sea
helpless as flotsam and jetsam
cast away like tidal debris

with laughing and wailing together
the wind wild with hopeless love
flinging our hearts out to the ocean
and our souls to the vexed skies above
Track Name: There Is Light
There Is Light
(words: John Holton/Steve Lane. music Steve Lane)

some days
we are bags of light
overflowing
so much to say
so much insight
ever-knowing
to cut the conversation short
is like ripping out an intravenous line


there is light
there is light

but history has shown
we will always find each other
like moths to flame
sister to brother
no matter how dark the horizon
or when smoke haze breeds a blood red sun


there is light
there is light
Track Name: Dot Point
DOT POINT
(words: John Holton/Steve Lane. music: Steve Lane)

we are
all of us
spiralling
some inwards to eternity

whether clockwise or anti
it’s circling that will save us
from inertia
and the incessant march of history

whilst love existed always at the core
nothing less, always the same, nothing more

there’s a dot point
from which it all began
the source of all this energy
too complex to understand
it’s a life choice
and it’s sparked not by demand
it exists because it does
better catch it while you can

coz love existed always at the core
nothing less, always the same, nothing more
love existed always at the core
nothing less, always the same, nothing more
Track Name: Motherland
Motherland
(words: john Holton/Steve Lane. Music: Steve Lane)

Saw his earth for the first time
A shining penny through the eye of Vostok 1
No bigger than his own thumbnail
The place where he drew his first breath

The motherland hears, the motherland knows
Where her son flies, the old song goes
The motherland hears, the mother land knows
Just where he goes

That glowing disk and sidekick moon
Flung into space like cosmic two-up
And that lowly foundry man now cosmonaut
Possessed a smile that lit up the cold war

The motherland hears, the motherland knows
Where her son flies, the old song goes
The motherland hears, the mother land knows
Wherever he goes

The motherland hears, the motherland knows
Where her son flies, the story goes
The motherland hears, the mother land knows
‘Poekhali! Let’s go!’

But he didn’t see any God out there
Track Name: Juice Bar Girl
JUICE BAR GIRL
(words: John Holton/Steve Lane. music: Steve Lane)

she always smiled
through red eyes
I thought she was allergic
to mangoes
but in the end she cried
so many tears
that the sweetest of fruit
tasted like bloody marys

would you like a little lime?
because your lips are looking dry
and I don’t think it will rain
do you?
some kale to make it green
and swamp the brown it seems
to go on forever
don’t you think?

she always works on a wednesday
and the sun it never shines
in that concrete shrine
and I always see the same faces
standing in the queue
for that taste of melancholy
always gets you through

would you like a little lime?
because your lips are looking dry
and I don’t think it will rain
do you?
some kale to make it green
and swamp the brown it seems
to go on forever
don’t you think?
Track Name: C'est Tellement Mysterieux
C’est Tellement Mysterieux
(words: John Holton/Steve Lane. music Steve Lane)

it’s so mysterious
this land of tears
those words read to me
from the little prince
when I was still young enough to believe
that all of life could be sorted
and feelings were something
to be controlled like traffic

c’est tellement mysterieux

I don’t feel frightened
by not knowing
choosing to shed arrogance
in favour of abandon
stand in awe of love
and its perplexing beauty
for all we have is mystery
and only through madness
is the soul revealed

c’est tellement mysterieux

one sees clearly only with the heart
if you think too hard it all falls apart
Track Name: Reap What You Know
Reap What You Know
words: John Holton/Steve Lane. music: Steve Lane

I’m not one for philosophy
To quote facts is beyond me
But some words we always hold dear
Like the oracle of delphi
The ultimate selfie
Is not about proving you’re here

You reap what you know not what you show

It’s a shout for understanding
Not just facts I’m demanding
I’ve got me some kind of hunch
If you truly know thyself
The sow takes care of itself
Fuck that’s deep for a Sunday lunch

Cos You reap what you know not what you show

Maybe now
I just made it all up
Either way, somehow
You reap what you know not what you show

If I knew tomorrow
I’d have no use for today
And all of the mysteries it contains
Would I evade sorrow?
Eliminate pain
See only black and white not the grey
Track Name: Zebra
ZEBRA
(words: John Holton/Steve lane. music: Steve Lane)

Don’t you ever lose your stripes, she wrote
Knowing that I wear mine on the inside
Safe from the eroding sneers of the world
Revealed when the time is right

But she has stripes of her own
Guarded safely, strangely familiar
Painted in words and pictures
That only a like soul could recognize

She placed a plastic zebra on my monitor all alone
With its countenance as bewildered as my own
And that plastic zebra, sits there all alone
Worth more than the finest gold

Sometimes all you need in the trenches
Is an ally with markings like your own
So fly the flag batten the hatches
We’ll ride this plastic zebra home

She placed a plastic zebra on my monitor all alone
With its countenance as bewildered as my own
And that plastic zebra, sits there all alone
Don’t you ever lose those stripes she wrote…
Track Name: Cocoon
COCOON
(words/music: Steve Lane)

there’s been many years
to say what should be said
are the words just empty shells
resonating in your head
vowels and consonants
lost in neural pathways

still I feel your absence today

we’ve long lost transmission
out of your own volition
it’s never too late, too soon
to come out of your
cocoon

we’ve been losing you
for more than two turns of seven
I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy
this slow life cycle regression
and I wonder if you’d been home
when your head hit the piano
would we have let you slip, slip slip away
let you go

we’ve long lost transmission
out of your own volition
it’s never too late, too soon
to come out of your
cocoon

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