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I Don't Remember
03:44
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I don’t remember
If I ever felt better
When we weren’t sleeping alone
I don’t remember this home
I packed up our room
In boxes of blues
But I’ll never take
All the love that we made
And go searching for something to lose
I don’t remember
If you said forever
But this seems too few to fare
And I don’t remember you there
I came undone
And weathered too much
But I never meant
To be too much to bear
I was just too tired to pick myself up
I don’t remember
If you ever felt better
When I was the first one you called
I don’t remember at all
I tore down our house
Got run out of town
But I won’t forget
All the love that I wrecked
I was just too young to figure it out
Oh but I hope you don’t remember me now
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2. |
Vacant Lot
04:03
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I know when you’re holding back
When the stars don’t align with your zodiac
And I know good because the good’s gone bad
Now I know when you’re holding back
I know when you’re holding out
Something’s wrong but you’ve buried it down
And I know love because the love’s gone sour
Now I know when you’re holding out
When you’re holding out, love
I knew nothing of a broken heart
Something’s troubling the one I’ve got
Might be a little too late
I’m a vacant lot, love
It ain’t nothing but it’s all I’ve got
And I’ll that I’ll ever have
I know when you’re holding on
Known it well and I’ve known too long
Now you’ve moved out and the love’s moved on
And I miss the moments when you’re holding on
When you’re holding on, love
I knew nothing of a broken heart
Something’s troubling the one I’ve got
Might be a little too late
I’m a vacant lot, love
It ain’t nothing but it’s all I’ve got
And I’ll that I’ll ever have
Are the moments when you’re holding on.
When you’re holding on, love
I knew nothing of a broken man
Something’s swallowing the one I am
Might be a little too late
I’m a vacant lot now, love
It ain’t nothing but it’s all I’ve got
And I’ll that I’ll ever have
Are the moments when you’re holding on.
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3. |
Germany
03:47
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I’m a different man in every city that I’ve been
And you wouldn’t like me in the ones that I’ve been sleeping in
you’re too far away to hate me anyway
How’s that hell you used to keep me in
Oh and loves a word I’ve heard said once or twice
When lovers fall when lovers die and when lovers fight
The air is vacant though I’m somewhat loosely waiting
To fall asleep to an alibi
But I woke up in a mess
With December on my breath
And melatonin pulled me from a high
So I broke down in cologne
To a girl I didn’t know
And asked her if she’d have my love tonight
There’s a place round here I’ve heard where lovers go
She took my hand she took my soul and she stole my phone
you’re too far away to care about me anyway
Where’s the harm in what you’ll never know
Please forgive me if I act a little insane
When I jumped the fence the grass had sharper blades
Tear my insides out and sign up for a liquor drought
Or just one more to see the day away
I’m sleepless in my chest
And I’m penniless at best
Becoming all the things you used to hate
So I broke down in berlin
Where the scars are coloured in
But here’s my last two cents for saving face
the company I keep
is just a wine to get to sleep
and drown out all the noises in my chest
but this bed it isn’t mine
and it’s someone else’s wine
this hotel’s not a prison cell I guess
so I tore my halo off
in a bar in Düsseldorf
its buried somewhere you will never find
with a taste for things I’ve borrowed
and a hint of fuck tomorrow
I wonder who will have my love tonight
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4. |
Mother Please
04:06
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Come of age and leave the cage
I’m one of many
And grace the solitary morning light
Once the apple of my mother’s eye
When I kick my spurs I’ll be gone
I left confessions to my sins
True and plenty
And shamed the solitary morning light
I’m the author of my own demise
When I kick my spurs I’ll be gone
Mother please, don’t wait
Up for me
I won’t be home tonight
Draw the shades, I’m not on my way
But don’t turn off your light.
On a prayer I taste the air
It’s thick and heavy
It steers this temporary fading light
I’m a stranger in this town tonight
I’ll make my bed wherever evening dies
Somewhere out there, a mother cries
When I kick my spurs I’ll be gone
Mother please, don’t wait
Up for me
I won’t be home tonight
Draw the shades, I’m not on my way
But don’t turn off your light.
Don’t turn off your light
Mother please, don’t wait
Up for me
I won’t be home tonight
Mother dear,
You knew one day I’d leave here
But don’t turn off your light
Mother please, don’t wait
Up for me
I won’t be home tonight
You may be a million miles from me
But don’t turn off your light
But don’t turn off your light
But don’t turn off your light
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5. |
Leave Me Out To Dry
03:29
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Oh the street
It bends and it folds
It lies and it moulds and into the dawn it goes
If you’re asleep
Please excuse my faults
And the petrichor of a sour night on Sydney road
All that we confide in
Is all that we can’t find
On my way now
Heading for a breakdown
See me on the way down
And leave me out to dry
Out of my mind
I’ve fallen by the wayside
Kiss me on my good side and leave me out to dry
If I meet
My final defeat
And I fall at your feet id only weigh you down my dear
Just pass me by
And maybe I
Will see you in a little while
But I doubt that I’ll see you clear, dear
Cause all that we confide in
Is all that we can’t find
On my way now
Searching for a shakedown
See me on the way down
And leave me out to dry
Out of my mind
I’ve fallen by the wayside
Kiss me on my good side and leave me out to dry
Kiss me on my good side and leave me out to dry
Cause all that we confide in
Is all that we can’t find
Kiss me on my good side and leave me out to dry
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6. |
Who You Running From?
04:04
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Her eyes scream as they open
And her lungs breathe a war
From high above a depthless ocean
I wonder how we’re now here drowning on the floor
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Who you running from
Through her darkness I will hold her
Make light of reverie
But in the graininess of morning
Only careful eyes are staring back at me
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Her royal road may still be broken
When evening breaks, her eyes begin to fall
All I know is that when they’re closing
It aint me who lies beside her on the floor
so, who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
Who you running from
Who you running from in the night
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7. |
Keep You Up My Sleeve
03:05
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Please don’t read me your stories at midnight
Please don’t jump at a knock at the door
Please don’t tell me I’m once in a lifetime
I don’t belong in that book in your drawer
Please don’t bring me to lunch with your mother
Cause she won’t like the clothes that I wear
Please don’t tell her that I am your lover
If you don’t even love me yet
You’re just something that I can’t hold onto
You’re just something that floats on the breeze
Give me something that I can hold on to
Give me something I can keep up my sleeve
Please don’t tell me you’re dreaming of children
Please don’t ask for a house on the hill
Please don’t tell me your father’s a Christian
And don’t just make me a story you sell
But if this all fell to pieces tomorrow
If it all flew away on the breeze
And if I wind up in pieces tomorrow
Could I still keep you up my sleeve
Up my sleeve
Please don’t tell me you’re longing for quiet
Please don’t say that it’s God in your ear
Please don’t make me into some kind of liar
When I tell you he aint really here
He’s just something that I can’t hold on to
Just a voice that you’ve heard on the breeze
But if he’s something for you to hold on to
Leave me something to keep up my sleeve
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8. |
The Ferryman
04:15
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Something that still bothers me
is the ferryman’s got mouths to feed
and I’m all out of gold
sorry you reminded me
of plans I made at seventeen
for the brazen and the bold
Natalie, you should know me by now
you should know me by now
I met a man the other night
Said he’d take me to another side
Where people know your name
He found someone better for
The limousines I can’t afford
But spot me for a cab ride home again
Natalie, you should now me by now
You should know me by now
And I’m sorry that I lied about
The life that I can’t live without
Best laid plans go up in flames
And on our way to a winding wheel
I got lost just standing still
Now I share a meal with myself three times a day
Natalie, you should know me by now
Up in the night
Up in arms
Could you haul away my heart
This rivers on the rise
I’m sorry that I called you now
To watch my candle burning out
And no doubt you’ve got better things to do
but tell me are we old enough
to forget the things I haven’t got
I have nothing left but time to give to you
Natalie, you should know me by now
Natalie, you should know me by now
Natalie, you should know me by now
You should know me by now
Natalie
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9. |
Dad, The Devil and I
04:18
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I hope I’m like my father
And his father before
When the devil comes and visits in the dark
Mother by the phone
Smith And Wesson in the drawer
And a promise not to ever go too far
Cause my daddy was a bushranger
The beg and borrow kind
Nail it down or lose it for good
He’d say Take what makes you stronger
And steal yourself a wife
And the devil won’t come visit anymore
So I asked a girl to love me
To share my bed at night
But Her daddy served a patient preaching law
She said, I’ve shared a bed with god
and he don’t keep me satisfied
So we should lay the bedsheets on the floor
I’ll take 25 to life
For just a chance to shut my eyes
We’ll get on the road to heaven in our own damn time
dad the devil and I
I hope I’m like my father
And his father before
When the hell hounds come and visit in the night
Pack my things for dog trap road
And look for shelter from the storm
Somewhere cold and damp to do my time
I’ll take 25 to life
For just a chance to shut my eyes
We’ll get on the road to heaven in our own damn time
dad the devil and I
Dad the devil and I
Last night I heard that devil
He was Scratching at my door
And I fumbled for my pistol in the dark
He told me you’re just like your father
And his father before
Silent til they fell on broken hearts
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10. |
No One's Saint
03:01
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I was born unholy love
Never fell from grace
I am only warm enough
For a short embrace
I am not your soldier
And im no ones saint
I am not worth asking for
I have not been galvanised
I have not been raised
I was born on whiter lies
Than this shade of grace
I am not your savior
And im no ones saint
I am not worth dying for
Darlin head my warning
Please heed my dear
And turn your collar
To the western winds
This is not my kingdom love
This is not my claim
And when I leave Bethlehem
Just forget my name
I am not your neighbour
Go and lock your gate
I am not worth lying for
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11. |
When I Go
05:39
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When I go
When I surrender
And end the winter I began
I won’t draw
I’m not a killer
Just here delivering a wanted man
And mi sorry love
I won’t be back this time
Can’t be sure but I know that I wont
you’re in my heart
you’re in this letter
But it’s for the better
That I don’t
When I go
And leave the orchard
With men on horses in the night
They’ll hang me up
‘til I lose my colour
Tell my father I didn’t cry
And I’m sorry love
Not waking up this time
Can’t be sure but I know that I wont
you’re in my heart
you’re in this letter
But it’s for the better
That I don’t
And when I reach the gates
I’ll pay them well to keep you safe
All that’s lost is not erased
Don’t you cry for me
Don’t you, don’t you.
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Riley Catherall Melbourne, Australia
Riley Catherall is a Singer-Songwriter based in Melbourne whose graceful trajectory into the Australian Alt-Country Music world has not gone unnoticed. Riley has built a credible status as a one of the country’s most promising songwriters through his poetic sincerity and alluring live shows. ... more
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