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Camber
03:36
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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
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2. |
Monsoon Heartbreak
04:15
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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
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3. |
There Is Light
02:54
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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
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4. |
Dot Point
03:56
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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
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5. |
Motherland
03:29
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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
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6. |
Juice Bar Girl
05:13
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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?
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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
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8. |
Reap What You Know
03:15
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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
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9. |
Zebra
05:04
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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…
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10. |
Cocoon
05:14
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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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