IRONBARK LYRICS

IRONBARK

Time and tide and air current and weather
Oasis't fabricated y'all change a lot
You're keeping everything together
Skin as thick equally ironbark

Standing proud and tall and stately
 Strong against the winds of strife
Just I've heard you're feeling lately
You lot've been cut correct down by life

Your skin might be as potent as fe
Heartwood might be hard as rock
But one cutting and the blood runs ruby and living
As whatsoever blood that ever flowed

The common cold hard steel of the axemans accident
The winds of trouble and strife
Won't bring you down for it's well you know
You lot were born to survive

Everything dead set confronting you
Roots sunk deep in stony ground
When life takes more than it presents you
Sink those deep roots deeper down

Don't allow life proceed y'all from living
Don't allow your heart get petrified
Keep that lifeblood reddish and flowing
Keep your iron soul alive

Circles tell the tale of living
Hard successes hard defeats
Each ring spins information technology's tale of giving
You're everything that this globe needs

The cold hard steel of the axemans accident
The winds of trouble and strife
Won't bring you downwardly for information technology's well you know
Y'all were built-in to survive

Written by Josh Cunningham

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College GROUND

Biting in the abdomen, sweet on the tongue
pick upwards the pieces gonna tell someone
current of air blows gentle and the wind blows warm
carry me on to the center of the tempest
water is rising information technology'southward an awful audio
acquit my anxiety to the higher ground

I don't know merely I been told
It takes a whole lotta diggin for an ounce of gold
Ounce of gilded don't buy no bread
Everybody sleeping in a strangers bed
Water is rising information technology'south an awful sound
Comport my anxiety to the college basis

pes on the sea, human foot on the land
loud every bit a king of beasts with a volume in your mitt
I ain't singing in the lukewarm choir
Standing on the world with your legs on burn down
fourth dimension no more it's an awful sound
acquit my feet to the college ground

Written past Josh Cunningham

NOT THE LONELY

You can say what y'all want about him
Y'all tin sing words of spite and untruth
Just I know that you tin live without him
And y'all know that he'll exercise alright without yous

Believing life goes the mode that you want it
Foolish hearts put it all on the line
Now you spend your days feeling sullen and empty
And he's doin fine.
Just yous are then lonesome you lot could cry

Still your heart skips four steps for him
And your listen spins similar a ferris bicycle
But you lot've got to know when over is over
Though it's hard you've got to let him become

To some love blows in on a gentle cakewalk
To others beloved is like a desert in the summertime
Yous wanted yours to be piece of cake
Without any soul without cede

Lift your head and your centre it will follow
Can't be that bad when the wrong one shuts the door
Get dorsum in the fray your bound to be drawn to another
Simply this time you'll be the one he's looking for
Yous'll be the i and the only
Not the lonely

Written past V.Thorn/D.Simpson

I WON'T GO DOWN

Silverish dagger lightning slashed the sky
Its Kleptomaniacal tongue was telling crooked lies
Blood flowed down in a bitter driving rain
Equally I stand up upon the sand I experience the pain

Savage ocean pounded patient shore
Similar a jealous lover trying to experience secure
But the sand withstands it don't acknowledge defeat
And on the turning tide
The angry waves retreat

I won't become downwardly
I won't go down
I won't go practise-o-wn

Demon current of air was howling threats and hate
It's salty spray was spitting in my face
Without something house to stand upon
I'd exist hither one minute and the next be gone

I won't become down
I won't become downwards
I won't become exercise-o-wn

Storm as big as a mountain range
Coming downwards - heavy, foreign
I perish Lord you know I will
A voice it whispers
"Peace, be still"

The dying lord's day was all but laid to residue
But for the remnant of
Some gunfight in the west
Cheerio'southward never piece of cake don't I know
Just these fingernails are finally letting get

I won't go down
I won't go down
I won't get do-o-wn
Without a fight

Fading distant fireworks brandish
Is growing silent as the fury rolls away
Shooting stars are dancing up on high
They ask me
"May I take this trip the light fantastic before we die?"

I won't go down
I won't go down
I won't go do-o-wn
Without a fight

Written by Josh Cunningham

Important THINGS

Caught up in these changing times
True happiness is hard to find
Everybody wants to do what they wanna do

This world is so unkind
There's no safety for a heart like mine
Everybody's trying to get what they can from y'all

Important things before
Don't seem to matter anymore
We stumble our way through

Now everything is turning blueish
Nobody's looking out for yous
People only want to do what they want to do

Important things before
Don't seem to matter anymore
Nosotros fight our style on through

All alone yous sit behind closed doors
You treat the symptom only non the cause
Doesn't anybody really desire to observe a cure

People at present they say what'south right for me
It's my own truth then let it be
But wouldn't it be easier with a common view

Important things before
Need to thing even more
I believe that's true...

Written by Josh Cunningham

LION AND GAZELLE

What brought them both together
Calorie-free as lace tough as leather
He had a hunger clamorous
And instinct overruled his volition
To hunt her down and brand the kill

Just she was fast
Information technology was her souvenir
Jumps so high a gait so swift
To her it only was a game
To run him around to not be slain
To send him back from whence he came

Oh lion and gazelle

Bound with the strength of many men
Convict in the lions den
He prowls and roars above his prize
Her fear won't look him in the eye
Victorious the beast he knows
His love for her volition permit her go
His instincts overrule his will
To chase her down and make the kill
And she will not e'er know why
He allow her run he let her fly
Young dearest nether a cleaved heaven
The lion and gazelle

Written by Vikki Thorn

DONE AND DUSTED

Dearest's done and dusted, that ship has sailed
Loves done and dusted, I'm on my way
Loves done and dusted, going to spread my wings
Going to sail abroad encounter what fortune brings

I'k going to sing, sing, sing me away
I'one thousand going to sing, sing, sing me away

I'm on the ocean, big wide and bluish
I'm on the body of water, shed no more tears for yous
I'm on the sea,
neath threatening skies
Gonna to sail away, sail me to paradise.

I'm going to sing, sing, sing me away
I'm going to sing, sing, sing me away

Love is done and dusted left upon the shore
Dear is done and dusted, I won't sail with him no more
Love is done and dusted, I am going to steer my fate
Love is done and dusted, see what treasures expect

I'm going to sing, sing, sing me away
I'k going to sing, sing, sing me away

Beloved'south done and dusted that ship has sailed
Loves done and dusted I'thousand on my fashion
Loves done and dusted Going to spread my wings
Going to sail away run into what fortune brings

Written by Donna Simpson

Dirty LITTLE BIRD

A night so yet , silent the Whippoorwill
And down by the river a sweet moaning can exist heard
A moon so sparse, milk on their peel
Whispering betrayal
Dear's a dingy piffling bird

He'south a muddy little bird with dirty little wings
That fly beyond the night on high to other pretty things
Down by the river, sweet moaning can be heard
It's telling me my love'southward a dirty little bird

Information technology was long ago I was young and fine
When he took me past the mitt and promised that his centre'd be mine
Nosotros prayed for a son, I could bear him none
Barren and bitter love's a dirty petty bird

He'due south a dirty little bird with muddy little claws
That prance and creep and pleasure seek
Backside the bedroom doors
And he gives out all the tenderness I yearn
My love's a dingy little bird

Dirty little birds got dirty little eyes
That bare my soul -it's a heavy cost
And tell me I should wise up and heed all the lessons I could larn
My dearest's a dirty footling bird

A womans eye can be broken some
And her mind and her spirit they will see her overcome
Simply break a womans pride and woe to you
You'd better get and take hold of your gun man
There'south no telling what she'll do

Dirty little birds got dingy little beaks
That peck and pry the wretched lies
For revenge that they seek
And she's walking downwardly the path of no return
Woe to that Dirty Piddling bird

Y'all take my eye and you take my time
Y'all go out my soul without grace or pride
You take what's yours and you interruption what's mine
You lot take and you lot accept

Dingy little bird got dirty little wings
That fly across the night on high to other pretty things
Down by the river sweet moaning can be heard
It'south telling me
My love's a dirty fiddling bird

Written past Vikki Thorn

Grand PLANS

All our grand plans
Congenital on quicksand
Washing away
Washing abroad
Oh my love

Floods of strong words
Ascension deep hurts
Washing abroad
Washing away
All my dear

You tin bathe in the water
And never be clean
From the dirt that is subconscious inside
You can shine your cup
So the exterior gleams
Til the outside's one big gleaming lie

H2o on stone
Steady and long
Wearing away
Wearing abroad
All my love

You tin drink from the fountain
And walk away dry out
You tin can potable and not be satisfied
In that location's a fountain of h2o
Waiting to outburst free
From deep in you
Clear and alive

Healing river
Living water
Can cleanse every stain
The stench and the shame
Oh my dear

Let's become downward to that river
Sink our roots in the footing
Til nosotros drink from that water of life
Allow information technology drench every part
Of our dry thirsting hearts
Let it quench all that longing and pride

Til those k plans
In the storms stand up
Won't wash away
Won't wash abroad
Oh my love
Won't wash away
Won't wash away
Oh my dearest

Written by Josh Cunningham

SOMETHING'S COMING

Something's comin round the curve
I don't know what it is and I don't know when
But somethings comin round

Own't nothing knowing it's merely a feeling within
I carry no fright and I have nothing to hide

Love will movement mountains if you give information technology away
It flows like a river downward unto rest in grace

What's in your heart that you won't listen to
Speak not a word, hear how it talks to y'all

Best you go set up it will be here soon
I'll sing it in with this loftier lonesome tune

Written past Vikki Thorn

SYRIA

Nails and bombs and dying son, girl is about 3
Give a human my coin, take a boat with my family unit
I've heard all nigh the sunshine, simply all I see is pelting, rain, rain
Raining bombs upon our home cannot render over again

What'due south a human to do, what's a man to do.
When everything's been taken from you
What'southward a man to do, what'southward a man to do.
Nails and bombs and a dying son, what's a man to exercise.

I know nil about the ocean, I've been reared a farming man
Head upwards above the h2o until your feet hit the sand
Nosotros're floating in the darkness , at present they are talking about tides , tides , tides
I've got everything to lose my wife and children by my side

What's a human to exercise, what'southward a homo to practise.
When everything has been taken from you
What'due south a man to exercise, what's a human being to practise.
Nails and bombs and a dying son, what'southward a man to practise.

Life's my God given right, God damn this holy war
Don't know who they are fighting against, don't know who they are fighting for
I Spend my time praying to God, praying for peace, peace, peace..
What's the use of praying to God if my God ain't hearing me

What'southward a man to practice, what's a human to do.
When everything has been taken from you
What'southward a man to do, what'due south a man to practice.
Nails and bombs and a dying son, what'due south a man to do.

Pray,pray, pray….

Written by Donna Simpson

AMAZING EVERYTHING

At that place'south a audio rising up and it wants to be heard
It's a melody , information technology's a cry out , a final breathe or just a word
A symphony for all to come and all to which we cling

Somewhere, everywhere, hither and now
Information technology can be sung out loud and proud
A tool to overcome and resonate in every heart and rival heavens ring
Amazing Everything

Slow down take all this beauty in
Let it seep into your soul
Permit it heal you lot from within
Be complete in who you are and go out behind all y'all accept been

I desire to ride through the wilds of your middle
Through the wood of your beingness
I want to know who you are
And understand that I am what I take and what I bring

Amazing everything

Written by Vikki Thorn

THE SHACK

When I grew upwardly my family lived in a shack
Mum and Dad and my brother and sister and me all in a one room shack
We didn't care about material things we lacked
At that place was lots of love in that tiny shack

Where I grew up nosotros caught our water in a tank
We heated it in an old copper on a 44 gallon drum with a fire inside
And on cold winter nights we'd sit around warming our hands every bit the flames crackled and hissed
We didn't have whatever television yous see
No telephone, no electricity
Nosotros had to occupy ourselves in other means Reading, writing, chat
In that location were stories told and jokes croaky
We didn't want for annihilation - we had it all
Love and laughter filled that tiny shack

And so 1 day I constitute an old guitar tucked away in the corner of the shack
And that offset note I plucked was the sweetest sound I'd always heard
Even though the strings were old and black
So I taught myself how to play that old guitar
And my life was changed forever - no turning back
Dear, laughter, and now music filled our shack

That one room shack, the quango could have condemned it as a place not fit to alive
"A one room shack with no modernistic conveniences" they could have said
"That'southward no place to raise your kids"
But if they always tried to do it I would have told them a thing or two
Cos' that one room shack with no modern conveniences was the finest home I knew And sure there were things that we missed out on by not living in the boondocks
But the townsfolk missed out too
Cos' out here with no distractions effectually
The important things get through...

Written by Josh Cunningham

LONG WAY FROM Dwelling house

This arctic in the air tonight tells me that summer is coming to an end
I know where you'll be when the weather turns common cold out here
You'll be out on the water drifting quiet
On some unbridled sea
On your own

This burn has burned down to ashes that I sift through for memories of you
I'm trying to recall the words to the songs y'all used to play
These guitar strings are ringing clear tonight but the songs don't sound the same Now that I'm all grown
And a long mode from Home

Y'all just tin can't deny what runs through your blood
It'southward difficult to leave behind people you beloved

Y'all were both so immature and I wonder did you find it hard like I do
When you're shouldering the sky, conveying the days
Doing what it takes to get yous through
The love I have surrounding me fills me with a warmth that burns inside
I've got all that I need right here.
Just the bent of my mind it holds me jump on the way I feel tonight
All Alone
And a long way from habitation

Written by Vikki Thorn

Song FOR JACQUELINE

Some music drips similar beloved
Sweet into your ear
Sure to make your troubles get
Every new day makes the darkness disappear
You're the song that soothes my soul

 You're the song that soothes my soul
Sweet and steady pure and clear
A tune to brand my cleaved spirit whole
You're the song that soothes my soul

And in that location's some music gets down deep inside of yous
Its' pointer flies directly to your core
Sounding harmonies and chords you never knew
Til' y'all're different than before

Yous're the song that soothes my soul
Sweetness and steady, pure and clear
A tune to make my cleaved spirit whole
You're the song that soothes my soul
I heard you lot're music before I ever spoke to you
It was a window to your soul
Earlier y'all looked at me or I'd laid eyes on you
I knew you were beautiful

Y'all're the vocal that soothes my soul
Sweet and steady, pure and clear
A melody to make my cleaved spirit whole
You're the song that soothes my soul

Written by Josh Cunningham

STANDING STRONG

Don't take this away from me infant.
Cause I feel information technology all this evening
Your eyes tell that I'thou home
But I feel like a stranger under these Northern Skies
I feel like a stranger

Our claret lies in this hither sand
Buried down under the sheoak trees
Young boys will grow into men
And stand stiff against the buffeting winds
Encounter them standing strong

And so don't take information technology away from me
Crusade I feel information technology all this night
Your eyes tell me that I'm home
And I wont feel similar a stranger

There was something divine in the way we met
In a distant isle on a leaking boat
We sang songs nether conspiring stars
They hatched a programme and sent us far apart
8 years get past and yous walk through the door
My life was in a mess my eye was on the floor
You lot lifted it upwards and that's how I knew
I was meant to be with yous

Don't take information technology away from me
Cause nosotros're standing strong

Written by Vikki Thorn

SUGAR MAMA

I wasn't born with much, I married a million bucks
I buried husbands one, two, three
I pawned all the glass, copper, aureate and contumely,
and at present I am richer than I have e'er been
So boys lets get high from jumping upwards and downward
Sugar Mama heres going to get y'all loftier
A few dollar bills tin become an old man killed and I will exist richer than I have ever been again

I swing, I sway, I am spending up everyday, rolling in my caddy, furs and fines
All the boys similar to trip the light fantastic hoping for a take chances that sugar mama here will catch his middle
And so I grab me a human being in a fine suit if I can,
Marry that fine man direct away,
A little coffee and some pills will become an old man killed
And I will be richer than I 've ever been once again
So boys lets become high, sugar mama is out to play, we got Hokum Blues and cocaine
But a few dollar bills can get an onetime homo killed
And I will be richer than I've always been once more……
And I will exist richer than I've always been once more……
And I will be richer than I've e'er been again……

Written by Donna Simpson

DON'T YOU EVER Feel

Did yous e'er stop to wonder well-nigh the choices that you were making
That every path y'all ever walked led to where you're standing here and now
The shame of it all it was your heart that you were breaking
When your desires are stronger than your will it leaves you broken down
Bankrupt and downward

Did you always love somebody then hard that you broke them
And when you tried to pick up the pieces all that was left was scattered around
All you had to do was say the words that yous left unspoken
The kind of gentle words that alive inside just can't e'er be found
Find them at present

Don't you ever feel sometimes don't you always feel

Did y'all ever wake to a lord's day that was rising for yous but
To a twenty-four hours that asked for nothing and promised nothing in return
Where all that emptiness wasn't the kind that left you feeling alone
More the kind that said you've got to open upward your heart to live and learn
Live and Larn

Written by Vikki Thorn

Have ME TO TOWN

Someone'due south got to wear a dress around here
It can't all be dust and desert highways
Someone's got to turn this town on it's ear
Requite folks an excuse for looking sideways

It can't all be blue jeans and leather
In this kind of weather
A daughter has got to feel a piffling cakewalk between her thighs
And so baby put that hammer down
Your taking me to town
and I'll be wearing this dress for you this night

Someone's got to let their hair downwards in one case in a while
It can't just exist piece of work and resting Sundays
A fiddling dancing and singing all through the dark
Y'all know the kind of hell nosotros used to heighten
So take this body in a agree
Before nosotros get too sometime I'll put on my heels and beginning scuffing upwardly the floor
Oh babe cut the engines now
Your taking me to town
I'll exist letting my hair downward for you this night

A place like this gets into your bones
All that wild country and emptiness can make a woman feel lonely
And the globe exterior she sees information technology passing her by
She'south got to agree tight before she disappears
Someone'due south got to wearable a wearing apparel effectually here

Someone's got to wear a dress around here
We can't all be pissin sideways
Someone's got to turn this boondocks on information technology's ear
Information technology tin can't just be dust and desert highways
It tin can't all exist blue jeans and leather
That'due south some kind of tether
A girl has got to feel like she could fly into the sky
So infant bring the ponies around
We'll ride them into town
I'll let my hair down
And I'll be wearing this clothes for you this evening

Written by Vikki Thorn

GOODNIGHT LIL' COWBOY

There'southward a saucepan full of hot chocolate
Upwardly in the heaven tonight
It don't matter how long I watch it
It don't quench my ambition

There'southward a warm golden glow on the ocean
A stairway right up to the moon
I aint' reached it yet
All I get is wet
And I don't  think I'll make it in that location soon

The campfire coals are a' glowin'
'Lectricity costless bedside lamp
They wink at me as if they're knowin'
Everything's cosy in camp
There's a silhouette on the horizon
That looks like my old teddy bear
Gonna tether my nag
And climb in my swag
And dream of somebody somewhere

So long piffling cowboy (cowgirl)
It's time you were sleeping besides
There's a hundred ways to tell you how boy (daughter)
Your mum and daddy love you

Then come here - I'll tell y'all a story
Gonna kiss you and tuck you in tight
With a big dose of dearest
And the expert Lord in a higher place
Hey, I think you'll abound up alright.'

Written by Josh Cunningham

THE COAST

If you lot want my treasure I'll transport you my king
And if y'all dare you do your battle with him
If you win you accept home my spoils
And if you lose , I promise you like the cold
I hope yous like it

On the beaches lay scattered bones
Hear their cries through the mist and the foam
Set us free and have us home
Lay me down somewhere dry and somewhere warm

At night they exercise tell of troublesome things
Of enchants and presences cartoon them in
Voices from the dark depths calling them nigh
Saying come a piddling closer you've nothing to fear
Come a fiddling closer

Beauty behold this watery tomb
In these crags and these cliffs I have carved out your doom
Gentle like a lover or every bit wild every bit the aforementioned
Y'all come to me wanton and you curse my name
I took you equally a parlay and y'all rue the day
Y'all heed not the warnings
Your merely to blame

On the beaches lay scattered basic
Hear them cry through the mist
Oohh oh
Set us free and accept us home
Lay me downwards somewhere dry and somewhere warm

Written by Vikki Thorn

SHINY APPLE

Shiny apple rotten on the inside
Skin is smooth just y'all soul is soft
Oh yous look so appetising simply
Taste the truth it'll make y'all spit
And how long have I known you now
Only I knew later but one taste
And how long has my oral cavity been sour
Information technology's been sour ever since that day
And how long can I go on like this
Knowing what I know anyhow
Only it makes me experience helpless to
Stand and watch while you rot away

Written by The Waifs

WILLOW TREE

Under the willow tree, that's where I wait for you
to come back to me, simply yous're and so far away.
I just sit by here in the morning sun,
and I expect under the willow tree.
It was a bitter seed that you left that solar day
when you walked out my door screaming "Get out of my face!"
I took all your hurtin' words, I took your bad deeds
and I buried 'em deep underneath that tree.
Under the willow tree, that'southward where I look for you
to come dorsum to me, but yous're and then far away.
I just sit past here in the morning sun,
and I wait nether the willow tree.

But such beauty grew from bitterness.
Oh how it's helped to heal this heavy middle,
oh and I desire you to know, yeah that it'southward ok.
If you come back I would welcome yous like information technology was yesterday.
Nether the willow tree, that's where I wait for you
to come back to me, but you're so far abroad.
I just sit past hither in the morning sun,
and I wait under the willow tree.

Oh, just I'1000 non request you for union, no-no.
I desire your promise to be true oh,
'Cos I've been effectually the world, honey I've seen enough to know -
at that place aint nobody else. I'd rather walk with yous.
Under the willow tree, that's where I wait for you
to come dorsum to me, simply you're and so far away.
I but sit correct here and I play my guitar,
and I wait under the willow tree.
Under the willow tree.

Written by The Waifs

Accept IT IN

Now she'due south thinking of the ruby-red soil
And the mango copse
In her mind she'southward still splashing 'round
Down on Cable Beach
And her eyes, they are every bit rich and faraway
As the sunset there
She's not taking in a word I say
Well I might as well be talking to myself
Take it in, take it all in
At present is a time that
Will non come up over again
Accept information technology in, have it all in
This is a 24-hour interval that
Is here for the living
So we step exterior
Into this Melbourne weather
With a shock it
Brings her back to where she is
Now nosotros've made this place our home
Surrounded past unknown
We're gonna stick it out
Until information technology comes together
Take information technology in, take information technology all in
Now is a fourth dimension that
Will not come once again
Take it in, accept it all in
This is a day and
Information technology's here for the living
We're only living for a twenty-four hours
To come up or some days gone past
Never taking in each moment
Never knowing what yous had
Until it passed you lot by
And it'll pass yous by
Have information technology in, accept it all in
At present is a fourth dimension that
Will not come again
Take it in, accept it all in
This is the day and
Information technology's hither for the living
Take it all in
Now is a time that
Will not come over again
Accept it in, take it all in
This is the day and
It's hither for the living

Written by The Waifs