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A Moon Song
Can I hold your hair between my fingers?
Can I sing your name to the Heavens?
Can I feel your dress sliding off you?
The moon is our partner in love,
This game we call love is a falling away,
The moon is a friend to our love,
This game we call love is just starting to play
On my mind, and all the time
You're away I do just fine
You are filled with the small songs of angels.
The smell of flowers wraps around you like sunlight.
And the wind creeps by and shakes your window.
Your flowers are our partners in love,
This game we call love is a falling away,
Spring is a friend to all love,
This game we call love is just starting to play
On my mind, and all the time
You're away I do just fine
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I followed the tracks out of town
Just to see your smooth body
Folded in a shroud of earth and light;
A folding shroud of earth and light.
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Dust
08:46
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Australian Exodus
I sit for hours and stare down at my feet
I have been tangled in my sheets for weeks
I need to leave this place I do, I do
And beat the dust out of my shoes, my shoes
When I am gone I'll leave behind, leave behind
Just wreaths of words wrapped around broken rhymes
I need to leave this place I do, I do
And beat the dust out of my shoes, my shoes
As I left I saw a Woman in the street,
I knelt down to sprinkle perfume
On her feet;
She blessed me once
She blessed me again
She blessed me once
And I adore her
We gaze from small mountains so majestic and round
Walk between gum trees tall and white and full of sound
We need to pass from here we do, we do
The dust grows heavy on our shoes, our shoes
Deep in the valley we sleep sound on rocks and moss
Forget our names and then forget that it’s a loss
We need to pass from here we do, we do
And beat the dust out of our shoes, our shoes
As I left I saw a Serpent in the trees,
I climbed high to whisper love songs
In the breeze;
He blessed me once
He blessed me again
He blessed me once
And I climbed higher
From that high tree I saw the sea, I heard the waves
Back on the ground I said “I’ve found the key that saves”
We need to pass beyond these trees, these trees
And wash our dusty feet within the seas
The headland greets us with a blast of salty wind
We abnegate the land and run and splash and grin
With seaweed caught between our toes, our toes
We tell the past that she can keep our woes
Sitting beneath these trees with old wind whistling
I shall remain and smile my days with birds that sing
They circle in the sky and call to me
I throw them bread and bless them; for they’re free
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Rabbi Hoffman
04:22
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Rabbi Hoffman
Rabbi Hoffman are you out there
Are you guiding us right through this storm
I am not an animal see sophisticated cannibals
Inviting me to lunch
I’ve got a hunch
Their intentions are not civilised their giant mouths and evil eyes
Are making me feel nervous
All these things will wait for
I will wait for thee
Take these stones I’ve gathered
Stones I’ve gathered from the sea
Do you think these things will be replaced?
Do you think you’ll leave without a trace?
There’s places you’ve not been before
Faces you’ve not seen before and all of them are
Sacred somehow, making it somehow
And some of them are waking in the night looking at the light
They realise they are faking
And they say:
This old land of ours
This land’s a waking dream we chase
We walk across it and it
Spits its dust into our face
We’re coming up over the hill
We see the city lights below
I’m gazing up at the stars
And trying to imitate their glow
How they sleep, how they die
How they weep while we lie
They told me why we sleep
Where we die, told me why we weep
And all our lies
Let’s stop in here just for a while
We’ll sing and dance until the night is done
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Kinch Kinski Thornbury, Australia
Kinch Kinski played in a grunge band, then a gypsy band, then a psychedelic jam band and a covers band with a drill in it
called P.E.N.I.S, then a folk-pop quartet, then, in confusion, he went solo for a few years.
Kinch Kinski brings you strange songs for strange times.
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