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1. |
Across The Water
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Across The Water
© Neil Porter 2007
You were a young and lovely Sydney girl
Your first love had come undone
You were a builder’s youngest daughter
You met a mother’s only son
I hear he swept you off your feet
You thought the good times had begun
You were a builder’s youngest daughter
You had a sailor’s only son
He sailed across the water
Then you were settling down
A builder’s youngest daughter
He was a new man in town
You always did your best for him
And I know he made you smile
He wasn’t quite the man you’d hoped he’d be
Perhaps you knew that all the while
He sailed across the water
You thought you’d settle him down
A builder’s youngest daughter
He was a man about town
I still see you in your lonely chair
And it always makes me sad
I don’t think he meant to leave you there
He never knew you felt so bad
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2. |
Coastal Daze
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Coastal Daze
© Neil Porter 10/10/2005
It’s just another day
In just another coastal town
It could be anywhere
But we’ve got you coming ‘round
We’ll walk down to the River Mouth
Where sapphire turns to turquoise
On the edges of the bay
We’ve got you coming over
It’s just another coastal day
The endless sets roll in
A moby dances in the bay
And Sydney’s far from here
On just another coastal day
We got your news today
We heard you buzzing on the Sydney line
Next June’s not far away
It’s as if you’d been here yesterday
And we know you’re doing fine
We’ll take you to the water’s edge
We’ll swim just like your younger days
Like we did when you lived here
And you’ll dive under the waves
And disappear
Walk around the cliff-top trail
Stop at lookouts on the way
Enjoy you being here
On yet another coastal day
We’ll walk down to the River Mouth
Where sapphire turns to turquoise
On the edges of the bay
We’ve got you coming over
It’s just another coastal day
We’ll take the highway south
Head down the Teararse through the trees
There’s no-one else about
Forever empty sand and sea
And we’ll take you to the water’s edge
We’ll swim just like your younger days
Like we did when you lived here
And you’ll dive under the waves
And disappear
You surface on the other side
Laughing as you flick your hair
Wipe water from your eyes
And you say how good it feels
To be alive
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3. |
Clouds Across The Sky
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Clouds Across The Sky
© 2006 Neil Porter
I’m just sitting back
Watching scattered clouds drift ‘cross the sky
Contemplating what’s gone wrong
Puzzled by the how and why
CHORUS A:
Will the magic river eagle
Still be fishing on the wing?
Will the gentle ocean giants
Still have their songs to sing?
I’ve been thinking ‘bout a baby girl
And her time here on this earth
How her world will look to her
Half a century from her birth
CHORUS A:
Will the magic river eagle
Still be fishing on the wing?
Will the gentle ocean giants
Still have their songs to sing?
I saw the news today
Glaciers are falling in the sea
No one’s really sure
Exactly what this means for you and me
CHORUS A:
Will the magic river eagle
Still be fishing on the wing?
Will the gentle ocean giants
Still have their songs to sing?
I’ve been sitting back
Watching scattered clouds drift ‘cross the sky
Puzzled by this crazy place
Puzzled by the how and why
INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
CHORUS B:
Have we let things go too far?
It seems too late, we can’t agree
I quite like it here
This planet really means the world to me
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4. |
Gulaga Dreaming
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Gulaga Dreaming
© Neil Porter 5/2006
Another breakfast on the road
In my bower above Batemans Bay
Watching the river boats
Strain against the tide to get away
Who owns these hands?
Who owns the face behind the mirror?
Whose thoughts are these?
That drift around inside my head?
I try to see things differently
It seems the more you look
Sometimes the more you see
Small things say so much to me
Sometimes a different light
Can lead to better sight
Gulaga watches out to sea
The mother mountain sees me passing by
Najanuga at her feet
Barranguba playing in the ocean free
These Yuin lands
What history played out in my garden?
These stolen shores
These remnants of a dreamtime song
Can hardly wait to get back home
Too many hours on this lonely road
Too much time to think
Too much time to be out here on my own
These timeless days
These hours of hope and meditation
Your warm embrace
My old man’s hands, this ancient place
I try to see things differently
It seems the more you look
Sometimes the more you see
Small things say so much to me
Sometimes a different light
Can lead to better sight
Another breakfast on the road
In my bower above Batemans Bay
Watching the river boats
Strain against the tide to get away
Who owns these hands?
Who owns the face behind the mirror?
Whose thoughts are these?
That drift around inside my head?
Who owns these hands?
Who owns the face behind the mirror?
Whose thoughts are these?
That drift around inside my head?
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5. |
Blue Pool
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Blue Pool
© 2007 Neil Porter
Well I’m packing up the wagon
Time to do some camping by the sea
It's ninety ks to Paradise
Ninety ks from nowhere you and me
Heading up to Bermi
Pick a beach that isn’t far away
The water temp’s been falling
You couldn’t get this man in there, no way
Blue Pool
Warmer than the ocean
Blue Pool
Quite the place to be
Blue Pool
Poetry in motion
Blue Pool
Hangin’ in the sun sounds fine to me
Fine to me
Fine to me
Blue Pool
Blue Pool
Warmer than the ocean
Blue Pool
Quite the place to be
Blue Pool
Poetry in motion
Blue Pool
Hangin’ in the sun sounds fine to me
Fine to me
Fine to me
Blue Pool
Fresh caught calamari
Fishing boats that loiter in the bay
Moto Guzzi mayhem
80 years and clearly here to stay
Gelato by the seaside
Get to taste the ones you want for free
Talk of Rome and Vespas
Just about as cool as you can be
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6. |
Follow The Black Line
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Follow The Black Line
© 2007 Neil Porter
I admire your persistence
I’m confused by modern times
Seems there’s no place for resistance
Take a break and follow the black line
Take a break and follow the black line
When I see your situation
Though you say you’re doing fine
I can feel your indignation
Better off to follow the black line
Better off to follow the black line
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Looking for a different point of view
Floating free the rhythm right
I empty out my mind
Dreaming in that silent world of blue
You might feel dissatisfaction
Have another glass of wine
You’re surprised at my reaction
Let it go and follow the black line
Let it go and follow the black line
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Looking for a different point of view
Floating free the rhythm right
I empty out my mind
Dreaming in that silent world of blue
I take a line of least resistance
Keep my distance at all times
Don’t give in to your insistence
Get a life and follow the black line
Get a life and follow the black line
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Looking for a different point of view
Floating free the rhythm right
I empty out my mind
Dreaming in that silent world of blue
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Dreaming in that silent world of blue
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Dreaming in that silent world of blue
When it gets too hot out there
I follow the black line
Dreaming in that silent world of blue etc
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7. |
Things Must Change
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Things Must Change
© Neil Porter 2007
You’ve got your hoodie up
The cone of silence down
Your buds are in your ears
Don’t want to turn around
Things have to change
Things just have to change
You’re staying out all night
I don’t know who you’re seeing
Get home and want a fight
You think I’ve got no feelings?
Things have to change
Things just have to change
This just can’t go on
Don’t know what’s gone wrong
But I want us to talk about it
You’ve got me seeing red
I don’t know what I said
But we’ve just got to talk about it
This just can’t go on
And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong
But I want us to talk about it
Talk about it
It’s not so long ago
We used to be best friends
There was no toe to toe
There were no rifts to mend
Things have to change
Things just have to change
Things can’t go on this way
You know what I’m saying
Another week like this
And I’m not staying
Things have to change
Things just have to change
This just can’t go on
Don’t know what’s gone wrong
But I want us to talk about it
You’ve got me seeing red
I don’t know what I said
But we’ve just got to talk about it
This just can’t go on
And I don’t know what I’ve done wrong
But I want us to talk about it
We’ve just got to talk about it
If things don’t pick up soon
I don’t know what I’ll do
You mean so much to me
I thought I meant the same to you
I just don’t understand
The way you make me feel
I can’t take it anymore
Things just have to change
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8. |
Saying So You'll Know
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So You’ll Know
© 2007 Neil Porter
You’ve been building me up
You’ve been putting me down
Stealing my dreams at night
I still love you my friend
But you’re messing me ‘round
Feeling beat up without a fight
You might think you know me
But you just can’t control me
That was long ago
Things aren’t like they were then
We’ll always be good friends
I’m just saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
It’s not real hard to see
You’re in need of repair
But I’m afraid I’m just not the guy
You lived life to the full
For such a long while
Maybe you’ve run out of time
You might think you know me
But you just can’t control me
That was long ago
Things aren’t like they were then
We’ll always be good friends
I’m just saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
When we were young
We were like brothers in arms
And brothers don’t always agree
Brothers in arms
Might have suited us then
But things might have changed for me
You might think you know me
But you just can’t control me
That was long ago
Things aren’t like they were then
We’ll always be good friends
I’m just saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
Just saying so you’ll know
Saying so you’ll know
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9. |
Well Enough Alone
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Well Enough Alone
© 2007 Neil Porter
Tell me again how they started,
These sad, dark days
I don’t understand
What the passing of time now betrays
Can you tell me what they did that for?
When this began we’d been walking
A fine, fine line
Just one big mistake by our leaders
Both yours and mine
Can you tell me what they did that for?
Did we really need another war?
Couldn’t we have stayed at home?
Sometimes we should leave the genie in the bottle
Sometimes just leave well enough alone
Sometimes we should leave the genie in the bottle
Sometimes just leave well enough alone
Bad news running like a downhill bike
Wheels don’t touch the ground
Bad news coming at the speed of light
My head’s just spinning ‘round
Spinning ‘round
What will become of the soldiers
Who came home from war?
How can they be the same people
They were before?
Can you tell me what they did that for?
Did we really need another war?
Couldn’t we have stayed at home?
Sometimes we should leave the genie in the bottle
Sometimes just leave well enough alone
What of the hundreds of thousands
Whose lives were lost?
Those that have lied
Sent the others to pay the cost
Can you tell me what they did that for?
Did we really need another war?
Couldn’t we have stayed at home?
Sometimes we should leave the genie in the bottle
Sometimes just leave well enough alone
Sometimes we should leave the genie in the bottle
Sometimes just leave well enough alone
Tell me again how they started,
These sad, dark days
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Nashville Nights
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Nashville Night
© 2006 Neil Porter
You were up there on the silver screen
With Hank’s guitar playing sweet and clean
On the silver screen
Family and friends on a Nashville night
Perfect songs with the sound just right
What a Nashville night!
You’re living in the moment
Take me through the past
Once again
Emmylou was a young man’s dream
An angel voice in a cowgirl theme
Still a young man’s dream
Felt a chill when I saw her there
With her voice so sweet and true and rare
When I saw her there
You’re living in the moment
Take me through the past
Once again
Take me back through memories
You’ve got me looking at my life
Those two nights at the Ryman
Left me dreaming Prairie Wind
You’ve been around for years
Now you’re coming ‘round again
You sang about the needle and the damage done
Still makes me cry like it did back then
The damage done
Couldn’t wait I had to tell someone
“Every junkie’s like a setting sun”
I had to tell someone
I had to tell someone
You’re living in the moment
Take me through the past
Once again
Take me back through memories
You’ve got me looking at my life
You were up there on the silver screen
With Hank’s guitar playing sweet and clean
On the silver screen
Family and friends on a Nashville night
Perfect songs with the sound just right
What a Nashville night!
What a Nashville night!
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11. |
The Big Dry
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The Big Dry
© 2006 Neil Porter
Things don’t stay the same
Things just don’t turn out right
We’ve had so many years
Living with the dust
The summer sun so hot
We hardly sleep at night
Getting sick and tired
Of living on the edge
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
What if rain never came
And this was all there is?
What if we walk away
To think it’s come to this
Another summer night
Another weary summer day
We’re getting closer
To giving it all away
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
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Maybe we’ll go away
Maybe we’ll sell this land
But who’d be buying this
Land of dreams we’ve lost?
Acres of broken ground
Rivers of useless tears
Lifetime of wasted years
Left here in the dust
But when the rains come down
Heartache will wash away
Might live to work another day
An end to broken ground
An end to endless sighs
Won’t have to give this land away
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12. |
Seasons Change
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Winds Of Change
© Neil Porter June 2007
Looking north across the bay
Winter winds have found
Their way down from the mountains
Winter swells arrived today
I can see them march
Across the dark horizon
I opened up the daily news
That was the first mistake
I made this winter morning
I’m battling the winter blues
Once again the cold and rain
Have crept in uninvited
But seasons change
It’s not too long to wait
‘Til winter turns to springtime
And seasons change
For you and me
Even in these darkest days
There is a little ray of hope
That glimmers in the distance
There may have been a small delay
But seasons turn as sure as
Night turns into daytime
Summer seems so far away
But it’s bound to come and break
The icy spell we’re under
Though the skies are dark and grey
The turnaround will come and we’ll
Live warm and bright new days
Seasons change
It’s not too long to wait
‘Til winter turns to springtime
And seasons change
For you and me
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13. |
Blown Away
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Blown Away
© 2006 Neil Porter
I’m so sad
Another sleepless night
Heartless missiles flying
Desperate people crying
Over there
It’s so bad
I don’t know how you sleep
All of this attention
No signs of intervention
Over there
Leaders give the orders
Someone pulls the trigger
Someone straps the bombs on
Someone aims the missile
They all make decisions
All except the targets
They get blown away
It can’t be
These pictures can’t be real
Demolishing a nation
Killing moderation
Over there
I can’t see
How this can ever heal
Politicians lying
Frightened people dying
Over there
Armies do the fighting
No-one wants to be there
No-one wants to die there
No-one seems to listen
No-one hears the children
No-one has the answers
They all get blown away
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Doing The Eggshell Walk
© 2005 Neil Porter
We lie awake at daybreak
And you ask me how the world gets on outside
Another shattered marketplace
Another scattered day of broken lives
I’m scared to turn the news on
In the morning
Don’t know what might happen
In my sleep
They’ve got you and me
Doing the Eggshell Walk
Doesn’t seem like
Freedom much to me
Streets of Paris burning
Someone else’s city, could be yours
A signal of frustration
With the growing gap dividing rich and poor
I’m scared to turn the news on
In the morning
Don’t know what might happen
In my sleep
They’ve got you and me
Doing the Eggshell Walk
Doesn’t seem like
Freedom much to me
They send ‘em home in body bags
2000 already, there’ll be more
We don’t count the other side
30,000 people, that’s the score
Getting scared to wake up
In the morning
Anything could happen
In your sleep
They’ve got you and me
Doing the Eggshell Walk
Doesn’t seem like
Freedom much to me
You put one foot forward
And you look around
You shade your eyes
And you test the ground
You jump at shadows
And you shy at sounds
If you wonder why you’re dancing
You’re doing the Eggshell Walk
Starting to get angry
In the morning
Starting to have nightmares
In my sleep
They’ve got you and me
Doing the Eggshell Walk
Seems like an unholy mess to me
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Neil Porter Pambula Beach, Australia
Singer songwriter from Pambula Beach in Australia.
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