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Home
04:10
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Home
(B.R. Wood)
I’m the stay-at-home type trapped in the body of an adventurer
Endlessly adventuring all over the land
I travel through the shadowy valley
High up over the mountain deep down in the cave
Well I’ve woken up in bedrooms with the sunlight on the floorboards
I’ve woken up to music and the smell of toast and tea
And I’ve knocked on many front doors and I’ve passed through many hallways
I’ve seen some beautiful hat stands but I just can’t seem to hang my hat
I’m a lay-about playing the part of an action man
I wish I was good for nothing cause nothing is so good for me
I’m a settler got caught up in exploring
Trying to kick the habit and stay in one place
Well I’ll see a beautiful garden and I’ll lay there for a moment
There’s a whole world in a garden and so many gardens in the world
Oh my life’s packed up in boxes and it’s spread al over the country
It’s waiting there in darkness to be thrown out or moved in
I’m a homebody all dressed up like a party boy
Sipping my margarita and dreaming of a cup of tea
I’m just a bunch of molecules doing time as a human
A bag full of Identity I carry around
And I wish I was a Badger a Lizard or a Grizzly
A Polar or a Kodiak hell any kind of bear
I would amble through the summer I would hibernate through winter curled up
In my cozy cave beneath a sign that says “There’s no place like Home”
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2. |
Kiss Me
03:46
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Kiss Me
(B.R.Wood)
There’s a storm on Jupiter twice as big as the earth
Back in the seventeenth century astronomers saw it first
Three hundred years later it’s still going strong
And it wont’ blow itself out until long after we’re gone
So come on…
Kiss me
The court of Alexandria was dredged up out of the sea
Great granite columns statues and streets
Cleopatra’s palace and the home of Mark Antony
Those lovers topped themselves back in 30 BC
So come on…
Kiss Me
And did you hear about Pluto?
Oh… don’t it go to show
One day you’re a big important planet
Ahh… It’s easy come
Easy go
Back in the dawn of time people danced around the fire
Beating drums of animal skins throwing hands up to the sky
Cut to the other night we were dancing to the band
Somewhere in the middle of the third set I forgot who I am
Cut to the year 3000 if we make it that far
We’ll be dancing to the latest beat in a club on a Terra-formed mars
Come on…
Kiss me
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3. |
The World Inside My Mind
04:07
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The World Inside My Mind
(B.R.Wood)
I’ve collected a bag full of fears
I picked them up here and there over the years
Fears of the cockroaches under the sink
Fears about people and what they might think
Fears about money and losing in love
Of life being all too much
or not enough
I’ve accumulated pages of lists
Intentions, hopes and things that I wish
Things to get done before I’m dead
and dozens of books on the shelf that I haven’t yet
read and these questions asking what life’s all about
I don’t really want answers I just love
the figuring out and I figure away the time
in the world…
Inside my mind…
I’ve gathered a head full of thoughts
Some were forced on me others I bought
Some about failure loss and gain
Some about growth and time and change
One about love being all that you need
and one about truth
setting you free
I have stocked up a warehouse of words
that I shuffle around and ship out to the world
To make someone laugh with a joke or two
or share something useful fruitful or new
Like the threads of thought in this song unraveling now
carried to you on waves of sound
Into your ears and through to your brain
and so this song plays…
Inside your mind…
How’s it going up there? Up there in your head…
I’ve discovered a river of grace
I drift along on it at an easy pace
Well it’s row row row gently down stream
Into the ocean the source of this curious dream
That asks me to choose what I make it all mean
and I know that I am everything I believe
Yet I know that I’m not what I think I am
Yet I know that I am
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Believe
03:48
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Believe
(B.R. Wood)
Where do you start?
Where does anyone?
Look into you heart where the dreams come from
In some hidden place they lie in eager longing
They’re waiting to be made
Can you hear them calling
So easy to ignore
So many fine reasons
The same old excuses for every new season
But they know who you are and they want to set you free
And they know that you can do it
You’ve just got to
Believe
in what you can’t see
You can have it be Believe
You got to believe
Wake up from your sleep
What you sow you’ll reap
Believe me
Look around Life is calling.
Calling you on to the dance floor
Go on pick up a few steps
I know you get lost out there
But check out the other dancers
No one’s really sure
No one’s got the answers
You’ve gotta take a leap and be with whatever happens
You’ve got to fall over if you’re ever to get balance
And it mightn’t go to plan there’s no need to understand
But you’ve got to
Believe
in what you can’t see
You can have it be Believe
You got to believe
Wake up from your sleep
What you sow you’ll reap
Believe me
What did you give up on?
What did you settle for?
How long you gonna wait?
What are you waiting for?
When will you be ready?
How will you know?
When are you gonna stop stopping yourself goin’?
They say it’s never too late
What do you reckon?
Have you really missed the boat
Or are you just chicken?
Well the chicken crossed the road
Got to the other side and there the green grass grows, lush and long and wild
In twenty billion years the earth’ll fall into the sun and in the meantime battles are lost and won
What’s the point of it all?
What makes it worth while?
What’s gonna help you sleep?
What’s gonna make you smile?
What’s gonna make a difference on this big blue ball as it hurtles through space
On and on and on and on it goes, so…
Get out your canvas
Get out your pen
Get out your power tools
Get with some friends
Get out of your head
Remember to breathe
Forgive yourself everything
Believe…
in what you can’t see
You can have it be Believe
You got to believe
Wake up from your sleep
What you sow you’ll reap
Believe me
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Flirting In The 21st Century
(B.R.Wood)
I have been a while now hibernating
When I saw you at the party I started awakening
I found myself asking your friend if you were single
When she said that you were my body started to tingle
And I frowned as I walked home
Thinking about you begin all alone
It’s a cold winters night and you got
no one to cuddle you it doesn’t seem right.
Hey la dee ‘n’ da
I just saw a shooting star or it could have been a satellite
Wishing on space junks maybe not right
But I made a wish any way
And if it was a surveillance craft
orbiting above taking photographs
What it would see as it zoomed in
was my steadily growing grin
‘cause I’m back in the game again
They say that you should not judge a book by it’s cover
Well I want to open you with a view to discover
the story there inside your pages
There’s no rush these things are best done in stages
And I smiled as I walked home
‘cause I got your number it’s in my phone
Is it wrong to feel such elation
for a bunch of digital information?
Hey la dee ‘n’ da
I just saw a shooting star or it could have been a satellite
Wishing on space junks maybe not right
but I made a wish any way
And if it was a Google Earth craft
orbiting above taking photographs
What it would see as it zoomed in
was my steadily growing grin
‘cause I’m back in the game again
I called you the next day and we went walking
From Bondi beach to Coogee we were talking
On the surface it was a whole lot of idle chat
With a rich subtext and flickering eye contact
And it’s such a beautiful day
Sydney winter’s non-existent
Well maybe it’s climate change
Is it wrong of me not to think about that today?
Hey la dee ‘n’ dee
I like you and you like me
Where do you wann go?
There’s no path along this stretch of coast
but let’s go on anyway
And if there was a surveillance craft
orbiting above taking photographs
What it would see as from way up there
is me leading the way with care
Around the headlands by the sea
Hoping for the opportunity
to see you smile and accept my hand
as I lead you over this rocky land
Round the rockpools left by the tide
There’s a whole universe inside
The surface flickering with light
It’s got us both mesmerised
On a winters day that feels like spring
we stand holding hands and grin
at the beautiful game we’re in
Hey la dee ‘n’ dee
I like you and you like me
Hey la dee ‘n’ da
I just saw a shooting star
Where’s this gonna go?
Right now all we need to know
Is it’s the 21st Century
And I’m flirting with you and you’re flirting with me
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6. |
Open To Love
04:36
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Open To Love
(B.R. Wood)
Let’s begin our very own “once upon a time”
Let’s you and I hook up our stories
It’s not all easy this life
The slippery dips swings and roundabouts
Come on over dear
Let’s you and I
Open to Love
Let’s open to love in the summer
as the frangipani’s bloom
I’ll try not to get too clever
And give my heart some room
We could lie down in the garden
I’ll run my fingers through your hair
We could soon find ourselves
Out of reasons to fear
Let’s tangle our pathways
Get ‘em well entwined
Let’s lighten up shed our armour
So many blessings this life
Friends and stories over cups of chai
Come on over here
Let’s you and I
Open to love
Let’s open to love in the winter
out in the salty air
Strolling by the ocean
I could warm your ears
We could watch the waves a crashing
Pressed up together in the rain
While the wind blows away our stories
and we find out what remains
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7. |
Beautiful Nothing
03:05
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Beautiful Nothing
(B.R.Wood)
Beautiful Nothing
Come set me free
Strip me of all of my concepts
Erase my memory
Rob me of all my conclusions
And all I believe
Vaporise all my opinions
So I may see
Beautiful Nothing
Come make me new
Dismantle my dearest of doctrine
Show me what’s true
Show me my Brothers and Sisters
Not as ideas
Not as the labels and judgments
created in fear
Beautiful Nothing
Come take my hand
Lighten this heavy old burden
of all I understand
I’m so tired of all of this trying to be something
Wanna let it all go
Perhaps I will then re-discover
All I don’t know
All I don’t know…
Like the waves on the ocean
And the man in the moon
And the vast and the glorious spacious and meaningless rich field of nothing
that gave birth to this tune.
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The Balled Of Joe, Marie And Rusty The Dog
(B.R. Wood)
It’s two AM and I am still wide-awake
I’ve got a new song arriving and it must be played
It’d be so much better if they showed up in the day
but it doesn’t work that way
The song is about Jo who thought Marie was the one
He said I got to make her see make her mine make her love
He kept reeling her in ‘til he drove her away
‘cause it doesn’t work that way
Jo’s dog got run over the night Marie went away
When the vet gave the verdict Jo took up praying
He prayed all night Rusty died the next day
cause it doesn’t work that way
Jo said “I can’t go on” but his heart did not agree
No matter how deep he sank he continued to breathe
He said “oh let me die!” but his heart beat just the same
cause it doesn’t work that way
So “how does it work” I hear you say
And I wish I could tell you some secret special way that would
make you happy for the rest of your days
but it doesn’t work that way
They say that where you struggle there lies your treasure
Have intent and surrender in equal measure
Let your soul be your pilot Let love light the way
And see how it goes that way
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9. |
Journey Melody
02:54
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Journey Melody
(B.R. Wood)
How many beats has your heart beaten?
How many breaths have you breathed in?
How long for did you run away
before you turned around and dived right in?
How many miles have you travelled?
How far are you prepared to go
to meet what you gotta meet
to find yourself returning home?
Journey travellers lets go come along
The earth turns and the beat goes on
Journey melody join in sing a long
Feel your heart beat under the song
Ba- boom ba- boom ba-boom ba- boom
How far’d you crawl before you walked?
How many times did you fall down?
How long to learn to balance
and rise up beyond the ground?
How about when you got stuck?
Didn’t know just what to do?
How about when you took a deep breath
Called for help and let it come to you?
Journey travellers lets go come along
The earth turns and the beat goes on
Journey melody join in sing a long
Feel your heart beat under the song
Ba- boom ba- boom ba-boom ba- boom
How many feelings have you felt?
Coursing through your blood in your veins?
Pain and joy and fear and love and
all kinds of things you could never name
How much stuff has flowed moved
slid crashed and shifted through
this vessel of mysteriously unravelling unfolding you
Journey travellers lets go come along
The earth turns and the beat goes on
Journey melody join in sing a long
Feel your heart beat under the song
Ba- boom ba- boom ba-boom ba- boom
You used to wait for guarantees
Now you get on and do it
You used to creep around your life
Now you bravely walk on through it
When you count your blessings
and the grace on you bestowed
When you count your lucky stars
you don’t have enough fingers and toes.
All is welcome here
Everything belongs
All is perfect here
And has been all along
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10. |
When You Were A Kid
02:51
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When You Were A Kid
(B.R. Wood)
Remember when you were a kid
Exploring the streets of your neighbourhood
A little bit further every day
Expanding the boundaries the radius away from home
You would set out on your own
Happy to wander all alone
or with your dog pulling on his lead
Get down to the beach
Set him free
And you loved him so
And you didn’t have to plan
You just had to go
Look there’s a plum tree better have a plum
Better have a few
Fill your pocket with ‘em
Look there’s a new street
Never been down this road
Look here’s a corner
Which way should I go?
Well you didn’t have to decide
You just had to know
Now you’re older what has changed?
Exploring the neighbourhood in a similar way
The boundaries got bigger and little boys and girls
who played on your street now work out in the world
And it not what you hope
It’s what you learn…
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11. |
God, You Need A Haircut
05:07
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God, You Need A Haircut
Hello God it’s been a while since we talked
I been too busy chasing carrots dangling from the stick tied to my back
I haven’t been to church in well you know how long it’s been
But when Sunday morning comes around I so love sleeping in
Well here’s my confession the first thing on the list
Is I’m not sure I believe in you or if you even exist
But sometimes in the sunshine or just after I’ve been broken
I feel you’ve understood before I’ve even spoken
Hallelujah
I got so bored at church when I was a kid
I’d sit and count the bricks in the wall
One time I got to a thousand & 6
Things started looking up when I was about thirteen
The church formed a youth group around the time of my first wet dream
God I discovered you in the faces of those girls
And their flirty Christian cuddles their crosses and their curves
Father Dave was a cool guy we hung out at his place
Cups of tea played guitar
I felt like I’d joined the human race
Hallelujah
I used to try to understand in order to believe
I have reversed that now and through the eyes of faith I see
And I’m worried and I’m scared that by singing this song
I’ll come across as born again and put people off
You know some people get weird when you mention God
Guess a lot of shit’s gone down in the name of the cross
I guess God looks on saying “do what you will
You got freedom of choice to use for good or ill”
Hallelujah
I could be right I could be wrong but I think it’s you God who wrote this song
That’s okay cause if that’s true and song’s crap I can blame it on you
Okay I’m goin’ to bed now would you please get out of my head now
I really need to get some rest the sleepy mind is truly blessed
I’ll see you in the sun rise hear you in the parakeets cry
I’ll see you in the bathroom mirror looking at me through my own eyes
Those eyes are still bright tho’ lately somewhat baggy
And God you need a haircut you’re getting kind of shaggy
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Sherlock Holmes Takes A Holiday
(B.R. Wood)
Sherlock Holmes takes a holiday
He’s sick and tired of mystery
He’s packed his bags and said goodbye to Baker Street
and all the criminals are running free.
Sherlock's put a sign on the door that says
“I’ve packed my pipe and my violin
I no longer own a magnifying glass
I went down to the river and I chucked it in.”
For so long now he’s been wondering
For so long now he’s been pondering
Now he knows that it’s time to live again
He’s taking a holiday
He’s throwing it all away
He’s taken a holiday ay yay yeh
Sherlock Holmes has dropped his disguises
He’s showing himself as a simple Man
He says “Oh, what a joy to be vulnerable
to live and love sing and dance”
Doctor Watson says it’s irresponsible
He says that Sherlock’s letting us down
Sherlock Holmes says, “screw you Dr. Watson
I’m sick of deductions and thoughtful frowns…”
“For so long now I’ve been thinking
and into my head I’ve been sinking and sinking
Now I know that it’s time to live again
I’ve taken a holiday
I’m throwing it all away
I’ve taken a holiday ay yay yeh”
Sherlock Holmes is broadening his horizons
Sherlock Holmes is making new friends
Sherlock Holmes has been seen at some parties
Sherlock Holmes is happy again
Sherlock Holmes is through with deductions
implications and probabilities
He no longer needs satisfactory explanations
for the one big bewildering mystery
For so long now he’s been wondering
For so long now he’s been pondering
Now he knows that it’s time to live again
He’s taking a holiday
He’s throwing it all away
He’s taking a holiday ay yay yeh!
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Brett Robin Wood Sydney, Australia
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