IRONBARK LYRICS

IRONBARK

Time and tide and current of air and conditions
Haven't made yous change a lot
You're keeping everything together
Skin as thick as ironbark

Standing proud and tall and stately
 Strong against the winds of strife
Simply I've heard y'all're feeling lately
Yous've been cut right down by life

Your skin might exist as stiff as iron
Heartwood might be hard every bit stone
But one cut and the blood runs red and living
As any blood that ever flowed

The common cold hard steel of the axemans accident
The winds of trouble and strife
Won't bring you lot downwardly for information technology'due south well you know
You were born to survive

Everything expressionless set against yous
Roots sunk deep in stony ground
When life takes more than it presents you lot
Sink those deep roots deeper downwardly

Don't let life keep you from living
Don't let your eye get petrified
Keep that lifeblood red and flowing
Keep your iron soul alive

Circles tell the tale of living
Difficult successes hard defeats
Each band spins information technology's tale of giving
Yous're everything that this globe needs

The cold hard steel of the axemans blow
The winds of trouble and strife
Won't bring y'all downward for it'south well you know
You were born to survive

Written by Josh Cunningham

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College Footing

Bitter in the belly, sweetness on the tongue
pick upward the pieces gonna tell someone
wind blows gentle and the wind blows warm
carry me on to the center of the storm
h2o is rising information technology'due south an atrocious sound
carry my feet to the higher footing

I don't know but I been told
It takes a whole lotta diggin for an ounce of golden
Ounce of gold don't purchase no bread
Everybody sleeping in a strangers bed
Water is rising it's an awful sound
Carry my feet to the college ground

pes on the body of water, foot on the land
loud as a panthera leo with a book in your hand
I own't singing in the lukewarm choir
Standing on the world with your legs on fire
time no more information technology'southward an awful sound
carry my feet to the higher ground

Written by Josh Cunningham

Non THE Lone

You can say what you want virtually him
You can sing words of spite and untruth
But I know that you lot can live without him
And y'all know that he'll do alright without you lot

Assertive life goes the way that y'all want it
Foolish hearts put it all on the line
Now you spend your days feeling sullen and empty
And he'south doin fine.
But you are then lonesome yous could weep

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

To some beloved blows in on a gentle breeze
To others love is like a desert in the summer
You wanted yours to be easy
Without whatsoever soul without sacrifice

Elevator your head and your heart it will follow
Tin't be that bad when the wrong one shuts the door
Get dorsum in the fray your bound to be fatigued to another
Merely this time you'll exist the one he's looking for
You'll exist the one and the only
Non the alone

Written by V.Thorn/D.Simpson

I WON'T GO Downwardly

Silver dagger lightning slashed the sky
Its Crooked tongue was telling crooked lies
Blood flowed down in a bitter driving rain
As I stand upon the sand I experience the pain

Savage body of water pounded patient shore
Like a jealous lover trying to experience secure
Just the sand withstands information technology don't admit defeat
And on the turning tide
The aroused waves retreat

I won't go down
I won't go down
I won't go do-o-wn

Demon wind was howling threats and hate
It's salty spray was spitting in my face
Without something firm to stand upon
I'd be here one minute and the adjacent exist gone

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

Storm as big every bit a mount range
Coming down - heavy, strange
I perish Lord yous know I volition
A vocalization it whispers
"Peace, exist yet"

The dying lord's day was all but laid to rest
But for the remnant of
Some gunfight in the due west
Adieu'due south never easy don't I know
Only these fingernails are finally letting go

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

Fading distant fireworks display
Is growing silent every bit the fury rolls away
Shooting stars are dancing upwards on high
They ask me
"May I take this dance earlier we die?"

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

Written by Josh Cunningham

IMPORTANT THINGS

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

This earth is so unkind
There'south no safety for a heart like mine
Everybody's trying to get what they can from yous

Of import things before
Don't seem to matter anymore
We stumble our style through

Now everything is turning blue
Nobody'due south looking out for you
People only want to exercise what they want to do

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

All alone you sit behind closed doors
Yous treat the symptom just not the cause
Doesn't anybody really desire to find a cure

People now they say what'south correct for me
Information technology's my own truth and then let it be
But wouldn't it exist easier with a common view

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

Written past Josh Cunningham

LION AND GAZELLE

What brought them both together
Lite as lace tough as leather
He had a hunger insatiable
And instinct overruled his volition
To hunt her downwards and make the kill

But she was fast
It was her gift
Jumps so high a gait so swift
To her it merely was a game
To run him effectually to non be slain
To send him back from whence he came

Oh lion and gazelle

Jump with the strength of many men
Convict in the lions den
He prowls and roars to a higher place his prize
Her fear won't expect him in the eye
Victorious the brute he knows
His love for her will let her become
His instincts overrule his will
To hunt her downwards and make the kill
And she volition non ever know why
He let her run he let her fly
Young honey nether a broken sky
The king of beasts and gazelle

Written by Vikki Thorn

DONE AND DUSTED

Love'southward done and dusted, that ship has sailed
Loves done and dusted, I'k on my way
Loves washed and dusted, going to spread my wings
Going to sail away see what fortune brings

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

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

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

Love is done and dusted left upon the shore
Dearest is done and dusted, I won't sail with him no more
Love is done and dusted, I am going to steer my fate
Beloved is done and dusted, encounter what treasures wait

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

Dearest's done and dusted that send has sailed
Loves washed and dusted I'k on my mode
Loves done and dusted Going to spread my wings
Going to sail away come across what fortune brings

Written by Donna Simpson

DIRTY LITTLE BIRD

A night so nonetheless , silent the Whippoorwill
And downwards by the river a sweet moaning can exist heard
A moon so thin, milk on their skin
Whispering betrayal
Love's a dingy lilliputian bird

He's a dirty lilliputian bird with dingy little wings
That fly across the night on loftier to other pretty things
Down by the river, sweet moaning tin can exist heard
It's telling me my love's a dirty little bird

Information technology was long agone I was young and fine
When he took me by the manus and promised that his heart'd be mine
We prayed for a son, I could conduct him none
Arid and bitter love'due south a dirty picayune bird

He's a dirty lilliputian bird with muddy little claws
That prance and creep and pleasance seek
Behind the bedroom doors
And he gives out all the tenderness I yearn
My honey's a dirty little bird

Dirty trivial birds got muddied little eyes
That bare my soul -information technology's a heavy toll
And tell me I should wise up and listen all the lessons I could learn
My beloved's a dirty trivial bird

A womans heart tin can be broken some
And her listen and her spirit they will see her overcome
But break a womans pride and woe to yous
You'd amend go and grab your gun man
At that place's no telling what she'll practise

Dirty little birds got dirty niggling 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 Little bird

You take my heart and yous take my time
You go out my soul without grace or pride
You lot have what's yours and yous interruption what'south mine
You have and you take

Dirty piddling bird got dirty little wings
That fly beyond the night on high to other pretty things
Down by the river sweet moaning tin can be heard
It's telling me
My love's a dirty lilliputian bird

Written by Vikki Thorn

GRAND PLANS

All our thou plans
Congenital on quicksand
Washing away
Washing away
Oh my love

Floods of strong words
Rise deep hurts
Washing away
Washing away
All my dearest

You can bathe in the water
And never be clean
From the dirt that is subconscious within
Y'all tin can smoothen your cup
And so the outside gleams
Til the outside'due south one big gleaming prevarication

Water on stone
Steady and long
Wearing away
Wearing away
All my love

You can drinkable from the fountain
And walk away dry
You can drink and not be satisfied
There'southward a fountain of h2o
Waiting to burst free
From deep in y'all
Clear and live

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

Let's go downwards to that river
Sink our roots in the ground
Til we beverage from that water of life
Let information technology deluge every part
Of our dry thirsting hearts
Permit it quench all that longing and pride

Til those grand plans
In the storms stand up
Won't launder away
Won't wash away
Oh my love
Won't launder abroad
Won't launder abroad
Oh my dear

Written by Josh Cunningham

SOMETHING'S COMING

Something'due south comin circular the bend
I don't know what it is and I don't know when
But somethings comin round

Ain't nothing knowing it's but a feeling within
I carry no fear and I have nada to hide

Dear will move mountains if you give it away
It flows like a river downwardly unto rest in grace

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

Best y'all get fix it volition be here soon
I'll sing it in with this high lonesome melody

Written past Vikki Thorn

SYRIA

Nails and bombs and dying son, daughter is nigh 3
Give a human being my coin, accept a boat with my family
I've heard all nearly the sunshine, but all I see is rain, pelting, rain
Raining bombs upon our abode cannot return again

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

I know nothing about the ocean, I've been reared a farming human
Head upwardly above the water until your feet hitting the sand
We're floating in the darkness , now they are talking nigh tides , tides , tides
I've got everything to lose my wife and children by my side

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

Life'due south my God given right, God damn this holy state of war
Don't know who they are fighting confronting, don't know who they are fighting for
I Spend my time praying to God, praying for peace, peace, peace..
What's the utilize of praying to God if my God own't hearing me

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

Pray,pray, pray….

Written by Donna Simpson

Astonishing EVERYTHING

At that place'south a sound rising up and information technology wants to exist heard
It's a melody , information technology's a weep out , a last breathe or just a give-and-take
A symphony for all to come and all to which we cling

Somewhere, everywhere, here and now
It can exist sung out loud and proud
A tool to overcome and resonate in every heart and rival heavens ring
Amazing Everything

Deadening down take all this beauty in
Permit it seep into your soul
Permit it heal y'all from within
Be complete in who you are and leave behind all y'all have been

I want to ride through the wilds of your heart
Through the forest of your being
I want to know who you are
And empathise that I am what I take and what I bring

Astonishing everything

Written past Vikki Thorn

THE SHACK

When I grew up my family unit lived in a shack
Mum and Dad and my brother and sister and me all in a one room shack
We didn't care almost material things we lacked
In that location was lots of love in that tiny shack

Where I grew upward we defenseless our water in a tank
Nosotros heated information technology in an old copper on a 44 gallon drum with a fire inside
And on cold wintertime nights we'd sit around warming our hands every bit the flames crackled and hissed
We didn't have whatsoever television you see
No phone, no electricity
We had to occupy ourselves in other ways Reading, writing, conversation
There were stories told and jokes cracked
We didn't want for anything - we had it all
Love and laughter filled that tiny shack

And so one twenty-four hours I institute an one-time guitar tucked abroad in the corner of the shack
And that first annotation I plucked was the sweetest sound I'd ever heard
Fifty-fifty though the strings were quondam and black
So I taught myself how to play that old guitar
And my life was changed forever - no turning back
Dearest, laughter, and now music filled our shack

That one room shack, the council could have condemned it as a place not fit to alive
"A i room shack with no modern conveniences" they could accept said
"That'southward no identify to raise your kids"
Just if they ever 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 non living in the town
But the townsfolk missed out too
Cos' out hither with no distractions effectually
The important things get through...

Written past Josh Cunningham

LONG WAY FROM Abode

This chill in the air this night tells me that summertime is coming to an end
I know where you lot'll be when the weather turns common cold out here
Yous'll be out on the water drifting repose
On some unbridled sea
On your own

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

You just can't deny what runs through your claret
It's hard to leave behind people you dear

Yous were both so immature and I wonder did you lot find information technology hard like I do
When y'all're shouldering the sky, carrying the days
Doing what it takes to get y'all through
The beloved I have surrounding me fills me with a warmth that burns inside
I've got all that I demand right here.
Merely the aptitude of my mind it holds me bound on the way I feel tonight
All Alone
And a long way from habitation

Written by Vikki Thorn

SONG FOR JACQUELINE

Some music drips like honey
Sweet into your ear
Sure to make your troubles become
Every new day makes the darkness disappear
Yous're the vocal that soothes my soul

 You're the song that soothes my soul
Sweet and steady pure and articulate
A melody to brand my broken spirit whole
Yous're the vocal that soothes my soul

And at that place'southward some music gets down deep within of you
Its' arrow flies straight to your core
Sounding harmonies and chords yous never knew
Til' you're different than earlier

You're the vocal that soothes my soul
Sweet and steady, pure and articulate
A melody to make my broken spirit whole
You're the song that soothes my soul
I heard yous're music earlier I ever spoke to you
Information technology was a window to your soul
Before you looked at me or I'd laid eyes on y'all
I knew you were beautiful

You lot're the song that soothes my soul
Sweet and steady, pure and clear
A tune to make my broken spirit whole
Y'all're the song that soothes my soul

Written past Josh Cunningham

STANDING Potent

Don't take this away from me babe.
Crusade I feel it all tonight
Your eyes tell that I'm home
But I feel similar a stranger nether these Northern Skies
I feel like a stranger

Our blood lies in this here sand
Buried down under the sheoak trees
Young boys volition abound into men
And stand strong against the buffeting winds
See them standing stiff

So don't take it away from me
Crusade I feel it all tonight
Your eyes tell me that I'g home
And I wont feel like a stranger

There was something divine in the way nosotros met
In a distant isle on a leaking gunkhole
We sang songs under conspiring stars
They hatched a program and sent us far apart
viii years go by and yous walk through the door
My life was in a mess my centre was on the flooring
Y'all lifted it upwardly and that'south how I knew
I was meant to be with you

Don't take it abroad from me
Cause we're standing potent

Written by Vikki Thorn

Saccharide MAMA

I wasn't born with much, I married a million bucks
I cached husbands one, ii, 3
I pawned all the glass, copper, gold and brass,
and now I am richer than I have ever been
And then boys lets get high from jumping upward and down
Saccharide Mama heres going to get you loftier
A few dollar bills can get an old human killed and I will be richer than I have ever been again

I swing, I sway, I am spending upwards everyday, rolling in my caddy, furs and fines
All the boys like to trip the light fantastic hoping for a chance that sugar mama here will catch his centre
So I take hold of me a human in a fine suit if I tin,
Ally that fine homo straight away,
A footling coffee and some pills will get an old man killed
And I will be richer than I 've ever been again
So boys lets get high, sugar mama is out to play, we got Hokum Blues and cocaine
But a few dollar bills tin get an old man killed
And I will exist richer than I've ever been again……
And I will be richer than I've ever been again……
And I will exist richer than I've ever been once again……

Written by Donna Simpson

DON'T Yous EVER FEEL

Did you ever stop to wonder nigh the choices that you were making
That every path you ever walked led to where yous're standing here and at present
The shame of it all information technology was your middle that yous were breaking
When your desires are stronger than your will it leaves y'all cleaved downward
Bankrupt and down

Did yous e'er love somebody and so difficult that you bankrupt them
And when you lot tried to pick up the pieces all that was left was scattered around
All you had to do was say the words that y'all left unspoken
The kind of gentle words that live inside but can't e'er be found
Find them now

Don't you always feel sometimes don't yous e'er feel

Did you ever wake to a sun that was rise for you just
To a day that asked for nada and promised nothing in render
Where all that emptiness wasn't the kind that left you lot feeling lonely
More the kind that said yous've got to open up your centre to live and learn
Live and Acquire

Written by Vikki Thorn

Take ME TO TOWN

Someone's got to vesture a dress around here
It can't all exist dust and desert highways
Someone's got to plow this town on information technology's ear
Give folks an excuse for looking sideways

It tin can't all exist blue jeans and leather
In this kind of weather
A girl has got to feel a trivial breeze between her thighs
So infant put that hammer downward
Your taking me to town
and I'll be wearing this dress for you tonight

Someone's got to allow their hair down one time in a while
It tin can't just be work and resting Sundays
A trivial dancing and singing all through the night
Yous know the kind of hell nosotros used to raise
So take this trunk in a hold
Before nosotros get likewise old I'll put on my heels and start scuffing upwards the floor
Oh baby cut the engines now
Your taking me to town
I'll be letting my hair downwards for you this evening

A identify like this gets into your bones
All that wild state and emptiness can make a woman feel lonely
And the earth outside she sees it passing her by
She'due south got to hold tight before she disappears
Someone'due south got to article of clothing a dress effectually hither

Someone'southward got to wear a dress effectually here
We tin can't all be pissin sideways
Someone'southward got to plough this town on it'south ear
It can't just exist grit and desert highways
It can't all be blueish jeans and leather
That'due south some kind of tether
A girl has got to feel like she could fly into the sky
So baby bring the ponies around
Nosotros'll ride them into boondocks
I'll permit my hair down
And I'll be wearing this wearing apparel for you tonight

Written by Vikki Thorn

GOODNIGHT LIL' COWBOY

There's a saucepan total of hot chocolate
Upwardly in the sky this evening
It don't matter how long I picket it
It don't quench my ambition

At that place'southward a warm aureate glow on the bounding main
A stairway right up to the moon
I aint' reached it nonetheless
All I get is wet
And I don't  think I'll make it there soon

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

So long little cowboy (cowgirl)
Information technology's time y'all were sleeping besides
There'due south a hundred ways to tell you how boy (girl)
Your mum and daddy dear you

So come hither - I'll tell you a story
Gonna buss you and tuck you in tight
With a big dose of love
And the proficient Lord above
Hey, I think you'll grow up alright.'

Written by Josh Cunningham

THE Coast

If you want my treasure I'll send you lot my rex
And if you cartel you do your battle with him
If you win you take dwelling house my spoils
And if yous lose , I hope y'all similar the cold
I hope you like information technology

On the beaches lay scattered basic
Hear their cries through the mist and the foam
Ready u.s.a. gratis and have us habitation
Lay me down somewhere dry and somewhere warm

At night they exercise tell of troublesome things
Of enchants and presences drawing them in
Voices from the night depths calling them near
Saying come a niggling closer yous've naught to fear
Come a lilliputian closer

Dazzler behold this watery tomb
In these crags and these cliffs I have carved out your doom
Gentle similar a lover or as wild as the same
You come to me wanton and you curse my proper name
I took you as a parlay and you lot rue the twenty-four hour period
You heed non the warnings
Your only to blame

On the beaches lay scattered bones
Hear them cry through the mist
Oohh oh
Set united states of america free and take us dwelling
Lay me down somewhere dry and somewhere warm

Written by Vikki Thorn

SHINY APPLE

Shiny apple rotten on the within
Peel is smooth but yous soul is soft
Oh you look and so appetising but
Taste the truth it'll make you spit
And how long have I known y'all now
But I knew after merely one taste
And how long has my mouth been sour
It's been sour ever since that twenty-four hour period
And how long tin can I continue like this
Knowing what I know anyway
Just it makes me feel helpless to
Stand and watch while y'all rot away

Written by The Waifs

WILLOW TREE

Nether the willow tree, that'southward where I await for yous
to come back to me, but you're so far abroad.
I just sit by here in the morning time sun,
and I expect under the willow tree.
It was a bitter seed that you left that 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's where I wait for you
to come dorsum to me, just you're so far abroad.
I just sit down by here in the morning sunday,
and I await under the willow tree.

Merely such dazzler grew from bitterness.
Oh how it'southward helped to heal this heavy eye,
oh and I want you to know, yeah that it'due south ok.
If you lot come dorsum I would welcome you like it was yesterday.
Under the willow tree, that's where I wait for you
to come back to me, but you're then far away.
I just sit by here in the morning lord's day,
and I wait under the willow tree.

Oh, but I'm not asking you lot for wedlock, no-no.
I want your hope to be true oh,
'Cos I've been around the globe, honey I've seen enough to know -
there aint nobody else. I'd rather walk with y'all.
Under the willow tree, that'southward where I wait for you
to come dorsum to me, but you're so far away.
I just sit correct here and I play my guitar,
and I look under the willow tree.
Under the willow tree.

Written by The Waifs

Take Information technology IN

At present she's thinking of the crimson soil
And the mango trees
In her mind she's still splashing 'round
Down on Cable Embankment
And her optics, they are as rich and faraway
As the dusk at that place
She's non taking in a word I say
Well I might every bit well be talking to myself
Take it in, have it all in
At present is a fourth dimension that
Will non come again
Take it in, take information technology all in
This is a day that
Is here for the living
So we step outside
Into this Melbourne atmospheric condition
With a stupor information technology
Brings her back to where she is
Now we've made this identify our habitation
Surrounded by unknown
We're gonna stick it out
Until it comes together
Have information technology in, take it all in
Now is a time that
Will not come up again
Accept it in, take it all in
This is a day and
Information technology'south hither for the living
Nosotros're only living for a day
To come up or some days gone by
Never taking in each moment
Never knowing what y'all had
Until it passed yous past
And it'll pass y'all by
Take it in, take it all in
Now is a fourth dimension that
Will not come again
Take it in, take it all in
This is the twenty-four hour period and
Information technology's hither for the living
Take information technology all in
Now is a time that
Will not come again
Take it in, have information technology all in
This is the day and
It's hither for the living

Written by The Waifs