diplodocus

by claire magdalena

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all bedroom recordings; all low fi.

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released January 11, 2012

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claire magdalena Melbourne, Australia

bedroom musician, law student and barkeep. mustered by some mid-twenties courage.

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Track Name: shark mouth
sure son
be captain
there's not much to the ocean
but now there's fire in the hull
and a hole in your skull
you're to blame
men don't lie about sea legs
but now there's blood in the shark's mouth
there's blood in the shark's mouth
there's blood in the shark's mouth
there's blood in the shark's mouth
Track Name: leave it all to the gods
you'll get away with it this time
bright lights and city, flying out
your cat brings you gifts of mice
outta luck
oughta see
another time

and it's a pistol that you're faking
and it's gone beyond regret
if it's forgiveness that you're seeking
better yet
leave it all
to the gods

time's out i'm glad that you've made it
shout shout up into space
time's out i'm glad that you've made it
running out we all count

outta luck
oughta see
another time

and it's a pistol that you're faking
and it's gone beyond regret
if it's forgiveness that you're seeking
better yet
leave it all
to the gods
Track Name: flight attempt
with the greatest hopes
you made up wings of tape and bone
i didn't want to break the spell of your flight
it was a car park
i loved you and said so in the dark
you didn't hear it for the screams

you didn't lie when you said you'd never love again
Track Name: jungles
you'll grow a jungle
the vines of your river
i'd swim through crocodiles for you
i'd swim through crocodiles for you

i'll sell all my things
take down my ship rigs and i'll
take of all of my skins for you

darling you know we can't fight it
back into the jungle
darling i know you can fight it
back into the jungle
Track Name: harry haller
there's a letter from your mother
it's been sitting by the door since last Christmas
you say she's getting old
and you're frightened to see how she's taking it
the bats are flying over
screaming with the hot wind of the summer
you ask me if i'd like the chance to take flight
I say nothing

there's no sense in love
don't try to make some

in the hot shell of your wagon
we're driving to your mother's house for christmas
you tell me that your life
feels every day like violence
there's a hundred k's to go
and the black leather burns our undressed skin
and I sing

there's no sense in love
don't try to make some

there's no sense in love
don't try to make some