1. |
Arrival
06:00
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Took the long road up to Gosford town
Took the red road north to old Gosford
Found a motel, we made love for the first time,
Waiting for a message from the man
Big Tom let us in, asked if we were just friends
Said the pool’s quite clean, if you want to cool your machine
But the pool look like you wouldn’t come out if you got in
There was a broken doll, and a sad toy soldier,
Try to keep up your mood, it’s always better
You stay in bed too long
Waiting for a message from the man
Woken by the rains, gushing from the rooftops
Rising from the drains, Sydney’s electrical skies
I feel young and I feel old
Waiting for a message from the man
Where is my letter, to put in my muddy soul
I put myself under useless pressure
At the mercy of the state
Waiting for a message from the man
A 10 k hike down route 49
A supermarket, a pharmacy, I did it my way
Black and blue super storm, out to sea
But it was headed in
My Easy east,
To the town of Terrigal
Statelessness nags my soul
I wanted to keep what I had got (tell the man)
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2. |
Gosford Town
04:48
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Took the long road up to Gosford town
Took the red road north to old Gosford
Found a motel, we made love for the first time
Waiting for a message from the man
Big Tom let us in, asked if we were just friends
Said the pool’s quite clean, if you want to cool your machine
But the pool look like you wouldn’t come out if you got in
There was a broken doll, and a sad toy soldier
Try to keep up your mood, it’s always better
You stay in bed too long
Waiting for a message from the man
Woken by the rains, gushing from the rooftops
Rising from the drains, Sydney’s electrical skies
I feel young and I feel old
Waiting for a message from the man
Where is my letter, to put in my muddy soul
I put myself under useless pressure
At the mercy of the state
Waiting for a message from the man
A 10 k hike down route 49
A supermarket, a pharmacy, I did it my way
Black and blue super storm, out to sea
But it was headed in
My easy east
To the town of Terrigal
Statelessness nags my soul
I wanted to keep what I had got (tell the man)
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3. |
Crocodile Beach
05:52
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4. |
Salvation Creek
06:50
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5. |
Bushman
06:56
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6. |
Rainman
06:50
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Matthew Carr Chepstow, UK
Intimate storytelling, mellow voice, backed by his pastoral, bittersweet folk guitar, Matthew Carr's songs spin cinematic,
reflective stories.
His latest recording, a double A side, Bright Star Fading/Louisville Kentucky is an atmospheric acoustic song with a weary late night feel, a fatalist anti-anthem.
Matthew Carr is a Welsh singer, songwriter. He currently lives in Chepstow, Wales.
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