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Fingers and Thumbs
04:08
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FINGERS AND THUMBS
GOT US HALF THE WAY
HOLDING MEMORIES
SHIFTING THOUGHTS
Do you remember climbing out of the primordial?
Do you remember learning to crawl on all fours?
What of the pride of standing on two legs?
Our cells making us dumber and stronger
How about when we took over the natural world?
We were the kings that chewed it all to pieces
But who wants to talk about this anymore?
We're only allowed to talk entertainment
Blow your own trumpet and trump up the lies
The only triumph is in your demise
By the skin of your teeth to save your own hide
You'll talk and talk and talk and talk your way
... out of the end of the world
Do you remember when you were caught
speeding up the doomsday clock?
And though the jury has you in the dock
You'll talk and talk your way
... out of the end of the world
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PART II
Took their chances and placed their bets
Left the places where nothing was left
Came by boat, not much choice
Your scapegoats, worth some votes
You want three more years
Lost at sea in my head
International dread
Lost at sea, held on land
Would you lend a hand?
Not a chance
Keep them on their knees
Cast aside for your pride
They're denied the simplest rights
They need to be freed
... just like me
Lost at sea in my head
International dread
Rule without a chart
Disconnected heart
PART III
Here is a moral for Abetz
A lesson you ought to regret
When what is flowing through your veins
Reads like what's on the page
Your uncle had the run of Paris
But this sits rather uncomfortably
Yet you joined the right of the Libs
So you fly a similar jib
And it seems fair to think
Blood is what you use for ink
Now the truth is revealed of the camps
That were claimed as a helping hand
With innocents under remand
You think that we don't understand
With ScoMo, then Dutton in charge
Reports are presented as farce
But a tragedy was largely writ
Upon an invisible manuscript
It seems fair to think
Blood is what you use for ink
How can we take you seriously
This ain't no level playing field
It seems more than a little naïve
Your conscience will offer reprieve
So it seems fair to think
Blood is what you use for ink
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Heart Slows Down
03:19
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I woke up screaming... I wasn't on my own
I wasn’t dreaming... You were by my side
My mouth is caving... I wasn't on my own
Under jagged rocks of misery
Words, they fail me
Existential? No!
This is the real deal
Buried in turmoil
And when you find me
It's your voice and scent
That pulls me back from despair
MY HEART SLOWS DOWN
MY HEART SLOWS DOWN
Pulled from slumber
It’s too hard to cry
Jolted conscious
And here I lie
My voice fails me
Still she hears me
I didn’t have to try
SHE IS MY WORLD
SHE IS MY WORLD
Her love is absolute, her love is absolute
Things change but my body knows the score
Part of me never forgets, I'm sure
Mother protects me
I am safe and sound
Deep down, soft sound
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FroHawk Perth, Australia
Est. 2001
FroHawk is the organic-electro studio project from industry veterans and
lifelong pals Trev and D.
They're here to have fun, though they're keen to point out that others don't have it as easy.
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