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The Same Heat
05:25
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And it’s the same heat out there
Dry and old boulders in the weather
And the wind buffets the skin
The red earth, the spinifex and Bill
That’s all there is every way he looks
That’s all there is
If you walk upon this road
Even if you walk for days and days
And days and days
You’d be waiting for the red dust sun
To slowly take you away
A rusty tin hiding place
And there’s red eyes everywhere
Little desert with a wood and wind parade
There’s lots of heavy drink out there.
Dry and old boulders in the weather.
And nothing else can save the dog’s bones
From breaking up and rolling away
Until they turn into red dust…
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Blackfish Creek
04:51
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Wilma's Dream
03:44
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Storm
05:51
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When we can only trust the very closest hand
Clouds are burnt, darkest skies it seems, it seems
Away from the winter, a normal desire
The waters are warm
When we can only build the crumble house,
a little cracked old wall
See the things, sleep the things go by, they go by
Storm, here's a cold and old dog, he talks a lot and
climbs the winter tree
He feels the winds and sees all around from up there
The waters are warm
The winters are warm
When we can only trust the very closest hand
Skies are dark, darkest skies it seems, it seems
Away from the breathing, a normal desire
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Tide
07:15
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Old Wobbly Man
04:18
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I sit in my wooden box
And feel the edges damp and rough
The rain that falls upon the roof
Is leaking down my back
Everyone inside their rooms
But no one wants to play
The words with which we made up things
Aren’t working any more
An open space where no one lives
We are strangers in this land
In the wet season on a light blue sky
And then no more
I heard the old wobbly man say
One by one we drop hey hey
And all that’s good will drift away
Like the waters down
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A Selling Of The Rock
04:14
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Big Sky
05:42
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11. |
Overlay
04:00
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12. |
In The Undergrowth
01:51
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14. |
Rocks
00:42
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15. |
Pier No. 5
01:53
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16. |
In The Early Morning
05:55
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Not Drowning, Waving Melbourne, Australia
NDW's music was haunting, evocative, brooding, sensuous and a million other words that excite people who type for a living. In record stores, you could usually find NDW filed under ambient or art-rock, ill-fitting labels if ever there were. Though they were often minimalist, they never made background music. Arty by comparison to other acts of the era, but they knocked out some glorious pop tunes. ... more
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