Sorry Business
by T.J.Quinton
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Digital Album
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The Owl
03:19
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Back Here
03:24
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Strange to Care
02:59
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What is Real
03:32
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Echoes
02:46
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Pick a Piece
03:36
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The Hollow
04:53
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Mistakes
03:33
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King for a Day
02:58
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Fifteen Bars
06:26
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As I Sat There
06:11
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released 28 June 2012
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- Track Name: The Owl
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In the town where I grew up, there's a man and life he tamed -
He would walk down those streets in his suits tailor made.
Smile to wide and talk so loud, I would wonder bout his house
and what he did at night, when the rest of us would sleep.
The leather shoes come off, his suits gets wrinkled in his armchair by the fireplace he laughs
Says, yes i'm doing well, yeah I'm doing alright.
You know what I bet. I bet he didn't sleep right through the night.
Well I aint got no fancy shoes, least back here thats what I say
How could I explain, of life and all her precious ways.
Like that note in the post, that came the other day, telling tales of my dear friend,
and how she took herself away.
Formalities wear off, all the things I'd planned to say got lost inside my muddled thoughts.
They remark, you're looking well. After all I heard, that its quite a ways to come,
We didn't think you would.
Well in the grove behind this home there lived an owl he lived alone
Since his mother's father's father, got moved on by the burbs.
He had a bird on this here hill, I dont know if she's still around
Spreading outwards ever onwards, the city takes new ground.
He used to sing...
The pickings they get tough, but I aint gonna run around worrying my feathers off
If I'm alive then I'm well, and I've been living so I'm alright.
And he flies off into the night, - Track Name: Back Here
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Winner, Australia Tidy Town '98. Reads the sign on the road as I drive by,
the gravel go fly by this small town highlight and I.
I think it's strange what we hold on to. And what we let go
ahead again the light goes green and if words be believed it seems they think that I didn't even know you. And that we weren't even close.
Its not that I wish I hadn't come, Still I regret the choice of armor that I've worn
For the echoes in this town are awful sharp, and it seems strange that this alone should move my heart.
Slamming the door and the wall moans and I groan back at it, really I like to have at it like the rain batters on that window pane that shattered, all that time ago that cricket ball when I was five – outside, I see the owl alight look yonder, I wonder; does he know she's gone?
I think its strange what we remember, strangers still he sings my song.
Its not that I wish I hadn't come, Still I regret the choice of armor that I've worn
For the echoes in this town are awful sharp, and it seems strange that this alone should move my heart.
Climbing the stairs in pairs, switch on the wireless – but its all cyberspace and reds these days.
As Wally sings of somebody that he used to know. I recall your favourite of his was hearts a mess and for me still is, for the way it undresses as it grows. My dear its not that I...
Its not that I wish I hadn't come, still I regret the choice of armour that I've worn.
For the Echoes in this town are awful sharp and it seems strange that this alone should move my heart. - Track Name: Strange to Care
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So let the rain fall over my head and down my legs,
Until the shame washes away.
And let the night fall over this place, and down the face of those stones,
where you said you'd be.
But I can not see you there, no I can not see you there.
Oh what a strange thing To Care, oh what a strange thing To Care.
They said that the world came and you moved away,
I guess after all, this is no place to stay, for someone like yourself.
And I think the tree of my forefather's fell, in yonder dell
not all that far away from here.
But I can not see you there, no I can not see you there.
Oh what a strange thing To Care, oh what a strange thing To Care. - Track Name: What is Real
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Welcome home my son, said the road. As I walked on by.
Welcome home my dear, said the wind. As she pushed me on by.
And all the lies I ever told will surround me till I'm old
Was it worth it, to feel this. Feel this.
For humility is cruel and those ghosts that we knew will find us, and bind us here
till we feel, what is real.
Call yourself a man, said their hands, as they carried your casket on by.
You set yourself with thieves, spoke all our dreams, as they carpeted the concrete where we cried.
And all the lies I ever told will surround me till I'm old
It was worth it, to feel this. Feel this.
For humility is cruel and those ghosts that we knew will find us, and bind us here
till we feel, what is real. - Track Name: Echoes
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Leave a light on for me. You see, oh we've been, out here so long.
It seems to be, the only way, to you right now so we'll just sing of;
Home, home, home, home. We'll just sing of home so that you...
Echoes. - Track Name: Pick a Piece
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So what do I do now. Oh what do I do now you're gone
What do I be now, what do I be now your gone
I'm understanding, control of soul so strong,
once oppression, now the liberation of one
And I am what I and of this I make no bones. My life,
breathed in to me now by the deities long ago – but what if we,
Oh what if we change, what if we grow, what if we remember what we could not have known?
Would it not be the greatest sin not to follow?
And pick a piece of my heart, pick a piece of it.
Pick a piece of my heart, and stand by it.
Pick a piece of your heart, now pick a piece of it,
Pick a piece of your heart, and stand by it.
Oh watch what they lose now, oh watch what they lose now you're gone.
Do they not know now, oh do they not know whats been done.
I'm understanding, control of soul so strong,
once oppression, now the liberation of one.
I'm glancing at the future and I feel in over my head,
With the evil whispers in the wind be ringing hard upon my ears
They're saying he's gone batty don't believe his lies, oh he's gone crazy you know
Oh he's been flying by day my son now is that really how you want to go?
To easy to be believed it seems they leave your side and follow me down, follow me down.
And I pick a piece of my heart, pick a piece of it.
Pick a piece of my heart, and stand by it.
Pick a piece of your heart, now pick a piece of it,
Pick a piece of your heart, and stand by it. - Track Name: The Hollow
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Let your worries walk the ocean, as with all these things we'll bleed.
My combatants, all the answers, all the things we'd wished be.
My heart led my to the water I was sure you'd be there to see.
I was oh so sure, so sure of so many things.
My darling its all over, just forget what we have known,
all those things we held behind us all the things we'd hoped would grow, they're gone.
And that Hollow, where we were alive.
Is now alive, inside of me.
And that Hollow, where we were alive.
Is now alive, inside of me.
Well I watched a man go chasing down all his precious dreams.
He gathered more than he imagined, he tripped and scraped his knees.
As he fell he glimpsed the silence, and all his dreams went cold.
Amongst all the golden ashes all he wants is to go home, its gone.
And that Hollow, where we were alive.
Is now alive, inside of me.
So why don't we better this. No wait, better yet bury this.
I'm starting all over reinventing my inheritance.
For if the rules which we follow are rules in which we believe, then I have lost my faith.
Something that begs to be said so you say it, so sick of these shades of grey that shame us.
This degrading complacence that holds us and tames us, stretches the fabric of live then breaks it,
Something that begs to be said. So just say it. - Track Name: Mistakes
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The wind ruffles my throat, I believe its headed for the ocean.
With nothing but my soul, oh do they know what I have stolen.
Im smiling through my beak as I glance back over my shoulder.
This is it from here on in my dear remember what I told you.
That we all will make mistakes, I just hope they make us better.
Like a Bough that we'll hold close, through all kinds of windy weather.
We were welcomed to this life I wish we'd stayed here for ever.
No matter what had come just known we'd take it on together.
(We're coming, oh we are coming for you)
Well the sun greets my rebellion, sending fire forth to tell them.
Of this traitor of tradition, but all I did was urge them to listen.
My heart swells inside my breast as it declares it's new found notion
That no matter what may come my dear the strangeness draws us closer,
Together.
(We're coming, oh we are coming for you)
In the lone pine, up ahead of me, roosts a murder, roosts a murder of the darkest of my enemies.
If they knew why, would they let me be? Let me be understand we aint all looking for the
best tree with the roots watered down with the weight of another life, the answer faded, I found it so why they say I lie? Seems like I've been losing a lot lately so maybe I'm just paranoid but as they rose I swear you should have seen their eyes, they cried;
We're coming, oh we are coming for you - Track Name: King for a Day
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If I could be a King for a Day, what amazing things I'd do and say.
I would right a wrong from miles away, with one word I would call upon the day.
But instead I was a prince, a prince of thieves. And late one night I stole your dreams.
So that one day, perhaps when I was lonely, I could pull them out and say well there you are.
Cause we were young and we were strong, always bold and never cold. We made plans of things to do before we got old. And the heart that beat inside our chest it pumped the lungs that spent the breath that spoke those words of truth that I adored.
And I never had to worry about the sound of nothing inside my head driving me mad late at night as I lay in bed, instead of making big plans, of big things, I let it slip I said it – yeah I said it. I said;
Hold on, this life will be over before too long, and there's no need to cry about it.
And I apologise for my pessimistic side that let that comment slip that night as you lay in bed asleep. At least I thought you were asleep. - Track Name: Fifteen Bars
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Well he showed up on a rainy Wednesday night. And the suit he wore was blue.
A minor detail but one I recollect as odd, given his news.
He said “Running around like that will get you killed. See the folk in this here Grove they've got young ones to concern themselves with. We can't have fools like you go running round, talking bout something we can have, it goes against everything we all worked so hard for.”
And as he reached under his left wing and handed me that slip, I swear a shudder shook the tree
I couldn't see I said; “Is this real? Who put you up to this?”
He said “my friend you've been judged unworthy – my friend this is it.”
So I put on my best Sunday suit and I, I march boldly down to hell.
I'm a liar and a thief so this says and I, I guess we all must pay our dues.
And as I waited for the guards to come, and carry me away.
Fifteen bars I was granted, as my last request, to say what I need to say.
So there we sat, neither one would speak.
And the rain kept on falling. We shook it from our face,
He shuffled sideways sniffed sighed and said “Look I don't like this no more than you.
I just do my job as I'm told and one day they'll come for me, just as I come for you. But you were a songbird in your youth. Is it not? So here's what I can do. Fifteen bars you are granted, for all those you've loved, to say what you need to say. Do what you gotta do.”
So I put on my best Sunday suit and I, I march boldly down to hell.
I'm a liar and a thief so this says and I, I guess we all must pay our dues.
And as I waited for the guards to come, and carry me away.
Fifteen bars I was granted, as my last request, to say what I need to say.
Fifteen bars. It doesn't seem like much does it. Guess lucky for me no one I love here remains.
So permit me sir, my accusers to address, although me they would have slain.
My friends, only questions brought us to this, Tell me what was it you feared?
And if the acceptance of your reflection in those shards of your heart. If it drove you to tears.
Well, at least I know, at least I know you cared.
So I put on my best Sunday suit and I, I march boldly down to hell.
I'm a liar and a thief so this says and I, I guess we all must pay our dues.
And as I waited for the guards to come, they're gonna carry me away.
Fifteen bars I was granted, as my last request, to say what I need to say. - Track Name: As I Sat There
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Well I came up here to clear my head cause in the valley all the things I said
hung ugly, in the morning air.
And as I rose above those city streets the sentiment still hung on me
so heavy, my shoulders did despair. Then they flew over the horizon.
And they flew together awkwardly, as if they didn't want to see,
the bond that they both obviously shared. And I could swear that they wore suits;
but if that was true then it would have been on the news and so I knew.
And as I sat there, there strangest thought came to mind.
The horizon grew blinding, I laughed then I began to cry.
Cause after all's been done and said the question that I pose my friend;
Is it better, there than it was here?
Cause I know an awful lot of things got said, a lot of awful things and many I regret
but I never ONCE said I didn't care.
And as I sat there, the strangest thought came to mind.
That for all our searching, for the kind of pain that blinds,
You were always better my love, at looking towards the other side.
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Well I came up here to clear my mind, cause I know that most things given time,
Will mend, at least to a point that you can bear.
And as they streaked across the morning sky, I didn't even wonder why
Or how, two mismatched birds could be such good friends,.
Bear with me, this next bit's a stretch...
Cause it fell from his grasp as he flew over my head and it fell straight to my hands and to my heart.
And it could have been made of paper but I swear it was spider's web and it could have told the story of a thousand different men but I swore this was a story about an owl.
And as I sat there, the strangest thought came to mind.
And it shimmered and it shook, that image I mistook for a reality i'd created just so I could get there. But you know at the time these things they seem less surreal. And over that crumpled piece of paper parchment I poured a lot of my attention for the next little while and I came to the conclusion its not that you gave in. For if you decided that you stand in society so bland, that blatantly commands you perpetuate the trance, that's hemorrhaging from its core but can't concede.
When all other avenues extorted, stone-walled and exhausted, the heart will follow its own call regardless. Of where that leads or what they say. And I can even imagine the courage that must take.
And as I sat there.
Well I'm heading back tomorrow from whence I came, back to the big city life and that there big city game and I know that if you were here then you'd wish me well. Cause it's been a long time since I felt this way and I'd like to thank you for every single say that we shared, albeit all to briefly in my regards. But there aint no need to fear for that secret that shared will never leave my lips. In fact I'm a gonna take it to the grave.
