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ship in a bottle
02:40
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tack around and catch the wind, ride the current out to sea
through the glass it's glistening in yellow, blue and green
and there's nothing to anchor
but the things left behind
follow the water through a channel to the stars
cause there's no crossing back over the bar
and the miles all stand in line, like the steady march of days
and it's not much kind of any consolation that to go's just another way to stay
and a ship in a bottle
is only ever passing through
follow the water through a channel to the stars
cause there's no crossing back over the bar
stand apart on the last remaining island, in an ocean that's floating in space
or follow the water through a channel to the stars
cause there's no crossing back over the bar
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blue skies
02:42
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blue skies out the window
cold days when the eye is drawn so low
she is caught precisely
a figure sculpted in sand
flame tree in the garden
white sails passing silently out through the heads
she has been disposed of
watching the coloured world drift by
darkness is so boring
gently filling the air with excuse
hold this shapeless feeling
or to pity be condemned
so easy to relinquish
kept so eager to oblige
heart strings softly twisting
overcome by the time
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3. |
keep calm, carry on
02:55
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staring out at the ocean
sun was about to set
running in circles
pending disaster
falling into the net
wearing down their defences
nearing capacity
no other option
bitter solution
couldn't hold back the sea
on the horizon rises the signal, an infinite line in a definite space
each repercussion is spreading in ripples, in every direction like intricate lace
waiting for the sound to reach them
fury had come and gone
no way to alter
what was unfolding
just keep calm, carry on
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at the end
04:11
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and the light scatters on the water
and the tide swells with supple order
and they stream through the air,
the particles that aren't really there,
bright and unthought of
and the breeze murmurs its indifference
and the leaves offer no resistance
and the endless grains,
none of them exactly the same,
spread in the distance
and the open palm facing the unbroken calm at the end
and a liquid pearl slipping from the swollen world, just attend
and the waves roll with no agenda
and the rays are slowly growing slender
and the lines converge
tracing the unspoken word
in surrender
and the open palm facing the unbroken calm at the end
and a liquid pearl slipping from the swollen world, just attend
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oliver downes Melbourne, Australia
Oliver Downes blends intricate, percussive piano playing with soaring melodies and thought-provoking lyrics.
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