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Fuck the man who told you, you weren’t worth
The best love in the universe
It’s so much harder to confirm than deny
When you believe the worst
I tried to hold your hand a while
But only ever cramped your style
My love is just a collection of words,
And hands and tears and smiles
Futile as a wave against a wall
Fragile as a baby bird in fall
Trying to fly above it all
Take your arms and wrap them round your stomach
Self-love as the fruit of panic
Listening for answers for a year
And still the signal’s static
Motion always cures the restless
For a minute, bright and breathless
Burning like a paper fire
Golden, blazing, blackened, listless
Your worth is tattooed on your back
In blazing red and striking black
Visable as a town on the horizon
A vision only you lack
Trust me if you can’t believe me
Loving you is free and easy
You’re in my blood, you make me more alive
And that will never leave me
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Back to You
03:05
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Baby it’s been keeping me awake at night
Turn my left shoulder all the way to the right
With my back to you
Lately I’ve been sleeping with my back to you
I’ve been driving with the windows down
Late night, headlights, all round town
And then back to you
Baby I am always driving back to you
And I am done, looking for fun
Looking to be idle, easy and young
Baby when the day is done
I wanna go home
And I’m not sure, I’m not sure
That I know how to love you anymore
And I know now, I know now
It’ll take me a lifetime to figure it out
Baby I’ve been waiting for the stars to align
The earth keeps turning in her own sweet time
Unattached to you
Ambivalent to whether I’m attached to you
I’ve been crying when I need to sleep
Noone holds me so close or so deep
As when I had you
Nothing is as tender as when I had you
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Plot Twist
03:40
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If you are holding me at arm’s length
You cannot hold me in your arms
You say it’s born of self defence
It cannot do me any harm
You say you’re running in your own race
Don’t care what happens at the end
There’s no expression on your own face
You just want us to be friends
I used to be good at this
I’m waiting for a plot twist
Come on baby, don’t offer me a helping hand
With a closed fist
I used to be an angel
That impression didn’t age well
Come on baby, I think I’m going crazy but I can’t tell
If we are starting in a straight line
And we are running just the same
If we don’t finish at the same time
That’s just what happens in the game
If I were running in my own race
And the ending didn’t count
Then if I cared I’d be a disgrace
You’d be right to call it out
Chorus
And the rain’s still coming down, boys
This whole town is just white noise
I’m packing up everything, you’re still saying
That I have a choice, do I have a choice?
I thought that I was good at this
What a bummer of a plot twist
Come on baby, don’t offer me a helping hand
With a closed fist
I used to be an angel
That impression didn’t age well
Come on baby, I think I’m going crazy but I can’t tell
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Mallee Harvest
03:03
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Open is a Malley wheat field
With a clear sky overhead
Quiet is the early morning
Before the flies and the tractors et out of bed
We wake up when the alarm bells ring
And splash cold water on our tired skin
Feet aren’t ready to get back into their boots so soon
Instant coffee, toast, baked beans
Sunlight spilling through the curtain seams
When we get back, we’ll be looking at the light of the full moon
Endless is the work on a good day
When the dust rises from the grain
Tired is after midnight
When the field is empty and we’re ready for the rain
We can rest when the grain is in
And the fields are stubbled as an old man’s chin
Drink cold beer and dance all night if we want to
Take off our boots and rest our heads
Fit all our limbs into a double bed
We could sleep for a week after all we’ve gone through
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Undone
03:38
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I am still coming undone
Even though it was years ago now
They say if you don’t get to run, at the time
All the running turns inside out
I got a new job and new friends
Even had a lover for a while
But sadness with time sometimes deepens
And you know pain can be delivered with a smile
Pain can be delivered with a smile
And I wanna know
How you seem to let the whole thing go
And I wanna say, I am ready
To let it all wash away
How do I let it all wash away?
You said what you said without me
Said it wasn’t for my ears to hear
The consequences of your actions
I promise you they are all of them still here
They are all of them still here
Chorus
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Maggie Rigby VIC, Australia
Maggie Rigby is a singer, songwriter, banjo and guitar player from Castlemaine, Central Victoria Australia. She has spent the past 10 years touring all over the world with iconic Melbourne folk band The Maes and is releasing her first solo music this year. ... more
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