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Falling water, forests are raining with trees
Washed my face in the surf, in the sun, in the scent on the afternoon breeze
Lost my heart there, swallowed and dived
Truth to tell I was lost the first day I arrived
Snatched from the jaws of paradise,
The place, where I always wanted to be
Do you wanna go back to Hawaii with me
Sad old sea bug washed up on Waimea Bay
Got capsized on a blue moonlight swim, ke aloha, aloha ‘oe
Drove up Haleakalā to watch the sun rise
Cold, blind and dark in the clouds, low and thick as pea soup in our eyes
Snatched from the jaws of paradise,
The place, where I always wanted to be
Do you wanna go back to Hawaii with me
Ride the pipeline over Ko’olau Range
Wahi a wā, waiting for the winds to change
Muana Ulu, one small step it looks like we’re walking on the moon
God I need to get back to Hawaii soon
Diamond Head behind dawn with a reefer for two
Catch my breath, chokin, laughing, I’m stringing along kīkā kī hōʻalu
Cross my heart and hope not to die
Wahi pana, my spirit was so happy there and then I… was
Snatched from the jaws of paradise,
Place I never wanted to leave
Do you wanna go back to Hawaii with me
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This Perfect Morning
03:37
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Look out at the sapphire sea
We ebb with the changing tide
Hunting the waves to ride this perfect morning
How lucky are we in this wide brown land
“With boundless plains to share”
Living without a care this perfect morning
We’re here on the edge of this big brown land
East of the Great Divide
And we're watching the southern swell roll in
On the blue horizon
She’s living her life by the deep blue sea
Under the Southern Cross
And she knows all the waves by name
So she’ll never get lost
She’s a child of the Southern Ocean
He’s a son of the sapphire sea
That’s how its going to be this perfect morning
They’ll be here on the edge of the ocean
Still watching the changing tide
Still hunting the waves to ride this perfect morning
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Don't Look Down
04:24
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Isn’t it a shame, the girl’s so talented
People say the cruelest things without thinking
And if she stops to catch her breath, she gets accused
Too soon, too much, that boat is sinking
Is it any wonder why our idols crack and break
As if, for you and I, mistakes are something others make
Don’t look down, kid, we haven’t finished with you yet
Another round kid, we’ll take as much as we can get
Isn't it a shame, a moth to a flame
A spark to a fuse
Isn’t it a crime! Star burns out before her time
Exclusive on tonight’s news
Add another coat of varnish, catch her when she falls
As long as you can see it clearly right back in the peanut stalls.
Don’t look down, kid, we haven’t finished with you yet
Down to the ground kid, we’ll take as much as we can get
From what I’ve heard about it,
Some people can’t do without it
Dirty water looks like wine
Sign on the dotted line
Isn’t it a crime, the fears we hide behind
Our addictions and greed
Isn’t it time to stop the blind leading the blind
Will we ever satisfy that need?
Put another rumor round,
Tumbling down like dominoes
Isn’t it an education watching how the rumor grows
Don’t look down, kid, we haven’t finished with you yet
Another round kid, we’ll take as much as we can
Don’t look down, kid, we haven’t finished with you yet
Burned to the ground kid, we’ll take as much as we can
Don’t look down, don’t look down
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A Little Bit Older
©2022 Neil Porter
V1
We’re a little bit older now
Just a little bit more resistant
We’re feeling less like we’ve been lost at sea
We’re a little bit bolder now
Just a little bit more persistent
We’re feeling more like where we want to be
Ch
She’s alone with her piano
He’s become a setting sun
Looking out the winter window
We are not the only ones
V3
We’re a little bit worse for wear
Just a little bit less consistent
We’re maybe getting closer to the tee
We’re a little bit out of breath
Might need a bit more assistance
This is the way that things are gonna be
Ch
She’s alone with her piano
He’s become a setting sun
Looking out the winter window
We are not the only ones
BRIDGE
V4
We were just so unprepared
Feeling inconsequential
But we are mostly where we want to be
We’re a little bit overdressed
Stay a little bit under cover
We’re feeling less like we’ve been lost at sea
Ch
She’s alone with her piano
He’s become a setting sun
Looking out the winter window
We are not the only ones
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Neil Porter Pambula Beach, Australia
Singer songwriter from Pambula Beach in Australia.
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