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Shot Down
04:35
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There’s a monkey on my back
There’s a spider in my drink
There’s a cat in a bag and a heart that’s gunna sink
There’s a camel smoking camel
And a very charming snake
And there’s gifts that keep on giving and it’s more than I can take
I’m losing my mind, and I’m deaf, dumb and blind
I’ve been shot down, stuck in the middle
Pushed round tryna pretend you’ve got a good hand
But what’s the deal man
Stop to think and feel man
Oh no, it’s starting to show
The night is cold and the wind will blow
Turn the corner, hit the road
Find somewhere else to go
Cause I’m looking for an answer yelling swear words in the dark
But the ground beneath me’s shaking from the pounding of my heart
And I can feel my fingers bleeding, I can see my skin turn grey
Cause I’m hemorrhaging my everything giving it away
I’m losing my mind, and I’m deaf, dumb and blind
I’ve been shot down, stuck in the middle
Pushed round tryna pretend you’ve got a good hand
But what’s the deal man
Stop to think and feel man
Oh no, it’s starting to show
The night is cold and the wind will blow
Turn the corner, hit the road
Find somewhere else to go
Cause there’s people dressed in leather, and there’s people dressed in fur
And now everyone looks better cause I’m prettier than her
Clutching glasses in the darkness swilling whiskey to and fro
And nobody’s getting lonely, Sailor Jerry told me so
But there’s something in the ashes, yeah there’s something in the dark
Cause all you need for wildfire is the tiniest of spark
I’m losing my mind…
I said I’m losing my mind…
And I’m deaf, dumb and blind
I’ve been shot down, stuck in the middle
Pushed round tryna pretend you’ve got a good hand
But what’s the deal man
Stop to think and feel man
Oh no, it’s starting to show
The night is cold and the wind will blow
Turn the corner, hit the road
Find somewhere else to go
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2. |
Everyone's an Expert
03:35
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By now I surely should have learned
I should’ve known better from the bruises and burns
Say the wanna know me, they just want her
It’s all so Jekyll and Hyde
The same old story, same old game
They say they adore me, new moths old flames
By the light of the morning, they’re gone again
No you can’t say I haven’t tried
And everyone’s an expert, and I’m still a fool
Cause I just keep getting hurt cause I just keep on wanting you
But I’ll keep trying, and I’ll keep crying
But I’m gunna finish what I start
And I’ll find a lover that loves my broken heart
Cause over and over I could never see
That come crunch time I’m the punch line and the jokes on me
I’m surprised I’m none the wiser, I’m so naïve
I’m a jester, I’m a test
I’m just a trophy when they hold me
Yeah I’m a joker and my poker face is so easy to read
And everyone’s an expert, and I’m still a fool
Cause I just keep getting hurt cause I just keep on wanting you
But I’ll keep trying, and I’ll keep crying
But I’m gunna finish what I start
And I’ll find a lover that loves my broken heart
But I’ll keep trying, and I’ll keep crying
But I’m gunna finish what I start
And I’ll find a lover that loves my broken heart
That loves my broken heart
Who loves my broken heart
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3. |
Crumbling
04:11
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No, you can’t blame me for shutting you out
Cause it’s just the same thing, over and over and all throughout
Words won’t come easy but words will come out
And I’m tired of silence so I’m gonna shout, out loud
I’m on my knees but I’m standing my ground
And I won’t back down
Cause I’m doing the right thing for both of us know
And I don’t wanna feel, things I’d imagined could never be real
And I don’t wanna see that you’re crumbling now
Yes you’re crumbling down over me
And it’s not a secret, I’ve read it in the stars and it’s written on the wall
I’m walking on eggshells, I’m rigid and sick as a porcelain doll
But I’m not the answer, the question’s too hard
And it’s over my head now the fight in me’s dead
So I’m walking away with complete disregard to your heart
And I know, karma’s a bitch and I’m out of control
And as day turns to night, no I won’t shed a tear but I’m crying inside
And I don’t wanna feel, things I’d imagined could never be real
And I don’t wanna see that you’re crumbling now
Yes you’re crumbling down, over me
And I don’t wanna feel, things I’d imagined could never be real
And I don’t wanna see that you’re crumbling now
Yes you’re crumbling down over me
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Don’t know what I’m thinking, but I don’t think it’s right
Keep it steady with my steady drinking and my not so steady mind
Been driving for an hour or maybe now it’s two
Time it just means shit to me now, cause my only company’s this lonely shade of blue
Driving with a broken mirror down a long and broken mile
Till I came across a lady with a long and broken smile
I wound down my window and I heard her through the rain
Her eyes they burned electric and they paralyzed my brain
She said ‘I can see your soul and I see it’s painted black,
and the reason that it’s empty is you’ve given too much back’
These are the words she gave me now I’m giving them to you
Cause everything that’s black’s now a lonely shade of blue
And I don’t know what I’m thinking but I still don’t think it’s right
And I’m crawling down this tunnel cause I swear I saw a light
But I’ll take what I’ve got coming, yeah I’ll take it like a man
When I hit the ground I’m running faster than I think I can
And I’m holding on to nothing cause there’s nothing left to keep
And there’s nothing left to dream so what’s the point in trying to sleep
What’s the point in sleeping if I can’t wake up with you
The sunrise at my window’s turned a lonely shade of blue
And I don’t want a reason cause I don’t want you to lie
Said I know you think I’m easy, I can see it in your smile
But the only time I’m easy babe is when it’s hard with you
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It’s so dark outside, the moon is high
And I see the morning sunlight as it breaks
And I still close my eyes and see your face
Well I’ve been running I couldn’t hide
In smoky bars or big, wide open space
And I still close my eyes and see your face
And there’s a lot of different remedies I’ve tried
But nothing’s fixing what’s ailing my mind
Cause I just want you by my side
To hold my hand, and say ‘let’s try again one more time’
And time keeps draggin’ on I’m getting by
But I’m aching from these feelings I can’t shake
And I still close my eyes and see your face
Cause I still feel you in my bones
The memory of your love I used to know
And I just can’t escape your ghost
Relentlessly haunting me cause I can’t let go
My head is hanging low it seems a shame
For us to let our gypsy hearts both go to waste
And I still close my eyes and see your face
I still close my eyes and see your face
I still close my eyes and see your face
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6. |
Your Side of Our Bed
03:09
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Pack up the car and I’ll drive all my things back to town
I’ll throw my arms up and I’ll lay all my weapons down
And I won’t kick up a fuss, I won’t even put up a fight
And I hope that you’ll meet me on your side of our bed tonight
Cause I’ll say ‘I’m wrong’ and ‘I’m sorry’, I’ll mean every word
And you’ll tell me stories and lies and the rumours you heard
But I’ll give it my all, every tear trying to make this right
And I’ll hope that you’ll meet me on your side of our bed tonight
And I know that it’s always the same every time
I’m asking too much and I’m crossing a line
But I’m bound to ramble and can’t settle down
And you say you’re nobody’s fool, you’re nobody’s clown
Cause I’ll say I’m lonely and you’ll say you feel the same
And we’ll both make a promise to not break a promise again
And you say you’ll never let go and you cling to me tight
And I say I’ll meet you on your side of our bed tonight
And I hope that you’ll meet me on your side of our bed tonight
And I hope that you’ll meet me on your side of our bed tonight
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7. |
Stop All Your Cryin'
03:58
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I’m a joke, I’m a liar
I’m smoke, no fire
Now I’m complacent, spent way too long chasing my tail
Cashed in second chances, went looking for answers
Asking wrong questions so I guess I’m destined to fail
You’ve got a long, long list it seems
A cruel, cruel history
And babe it’s a mystery
How lightning keeps striking so accurately
But this won’t get better
There’s no point in trying
So let go of your hurting babe, and stop all your cryin’
And you’ll wish on a star when you’re’ falling apart
Find Band-Aid solutions for all the confusion so far
And sometimes the silence makes me wish I’m deaf
And sometimes I’m blind from the black in my head
And my heart’s an anchor I’m drowning in words that I never said
And I guess you know, some wounds heal slow
And you’ve come so far, but you’ve got some scars
From picking and scratching the holes in your heart
But this won’t get better
There’s no point in trying
So let go of your hurting babe, and stop all your cryin’
No this won’t get better
There’s no point in trying
So let go of your hurting babe, and stop all your cryin’
Stop all your cryin’
Stop all your cryin’
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8. |
Lock and Load
03:46
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I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I’m a beginner, too late
I’m the horizon, I’m shades of grey
I’m the rainbow in an oil stain
And I know I’m low
Well I’m a moment of crisis, I’m an emergency
I’m carelessly violent, I’m a tragedy
I’m a one track mind on a one way street
And now my finger’s on the trigger, so I’ll lock and load
I’m set and I’m ready and I’m go, go, go
I said hey, hey, hey, don’t you waste my time
Cause the games you play aren’t cleverer than mine
And if you say I’m going to hell
Well if I’m going down I’m taking you as well
Hey oh, oh no
Now I’ve been misbehaving I’m a bad, bad girl
A siren on the rocks and now you’re lost in every word
But I’m not even trying I’m just so damn good at lying
I’m superb
Now I can be so cruel but baby you know just how kind I can be
You will bring me mountains and I’ll bring ya to ya knees
I’m acid I’m vinegar
I’m honey I’m the bee
Now I’m hot and I’m sweaty so let’s lock and load
I said I’m set and I’m ready and I’m go, go, go
I said hey, hey, hey, don’t you waste my time
Cause the games you play aren’t cleverer than mine
And if you say I’m going to hell
Well if I’m going down I’m taking you as well
Hey oh, oh no
I’m a sinner, I’m a saint
I’m a beginner, too late
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9. |
Holding My Breath
04:14
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Restless dreams tonight, I always wake up alone
There’s no fire to fight but I’m breathing in the smoke
I feel to tired all the time but I’m getting on
They say the wicked get no rest I guess I should’ve known
Sticks, stones, pins and needles, jet black curtains drawn
Step inside and lose your mind, don’t change it anymore
Cause day by day and inch by inch and step by step
It’s getting closer feel the rope get tighter round my neck
And though my feet are numb the floor ain’t gone beneath me yet
And I’m still holding my breath
I’m looking down at the pavement and all I can see
Is my shadow in my pocket, the darker side of me
She’s my oldest friend and I know she’ll always come round
But I’m alone again when the evening sun goes down
And beggars can’t be choosers, I’ll take all I can get
My lucks run out so I’m counting down to self-destruct now place your bets
Cause day by day and inch by inch and step by step
It’s getting closer feel the rope get tighter round my neck
And though my feet are numb the floor ain’t gone beneath me yet
And I’m still holding my breath
Cause day by day and inch by inch and step by step
It’s getting closer feel the rope get tighter round my neck
And though my feet are numb the floor ain’t gone beneath me yet
And I’m still holding my breath
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You’ve got a map and a compass
The ‘N’ stands for North
X marks the spot, now you’re losing the plot
And it’s throwing you off course
It all looks so easy, seems simple enough
But seeming ain’t knowing, do you know where you’re going
Now that the going’s got tough
No man is an island, no man is the sea
No man’s in the stars it’s hard to see what poet’s see
So dig a little deeper and get dirty hands
Don’t know what you’re doing but you’ll do what you can
Find a treasure chest of happiness
And keep that treasure as long as you can
Yes it’s hard to find but it’s got to be
Good things don’t come easily
It’s typical baby but typically
The richest of treasures are buried underneath
You see the past or the future
What it’ll be or what it was
There’s no silver platters, you say it don’t matter
As a matter of fact it does
Cause there’s no second chances
There might not be a ‘next time round’
So get lost in the moment, just take it and own it
It’s yours right here, right now
No man is an island, no man is the sea
No man’s in the stars it’s hard to see what poet’s see
So dig a little deeper and get dirty hands
Don’t know what you’re doing but you’ll do what you can
Find a treasure chest of happiness
And keep that treasure as long as you can
Yes it’s hard to find but it’s got to be
Good things don’t come easily
It’s typical baby but typically
The richest of treasures are buried underneath
So dig a little deeper and get dirty hands
Don’t know what you’re doing but you’ll do what you can
Find a treasure chest of happiness
And keep that treasure as long as you can
Yes it’s hard to find but it’s got to be
Good things don’t come easily
It’s typical baby but typically
The richest of treasures are buried underneath
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11. |
Now That You're Gone
04:02
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Now that you’re gone I’ve got time on my hands
Things on my mind I can’t understand
My head is a whirlpool, a deep, black, dark hole
Guess I’m just a girl who, who’s too dumb to know
It’s not what you say but more how you say it
Well it’s not the beast you tame but the traps that you lay it
So now I’m, I’m caged and I’m bound
And baby I miss you now you’re not around
I’m fighting back tears like the just don’t exist
I’m drinking whiskey, gin, wine to forget how we kissed
Cause I miss your face, I miss your hands
I miss the woman I was babe when you were my man
But now that’s all died, but now that’s alright
Since I went eye to eye, toe to toe,
Dance till I dropped with your poltergeist
And now I’m free but still so forlorn
And baby I miss you now that you’re gone
Unintentionally cruel, inconsistently kind
There’s a chip in my heart babe where you changed your mind
And I’m a house of cards in a thunderstorm
And baby I miss you now that you’re gone
I said baby I miss you now that you’re gone
Baby I miss you now that you’re gone
Baby I miss you now that you’re gone
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12. |
What If
03:56
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What if I go outside and feel the sun upon my face
What if I just run and don’t think everything’s a race
What if I roll the dice, what if they up the stakes
What if I realise chances are there to take
What if I’m afraid to say the things I keep inside
What if I’m full of regret until the day I die
What if I could change a life with three little words
What if I was really listening, what if I really heard
What if I fly
What if I fall
What if I was brave enough to even try at all
What if I’m scared
What if I cry
What if I laugh out loud, what if
What if I let go, what if things get left behind
What if I remember to say ‘no’ from time to time
What if I stop making lists, what if I only get the gist
What if my conversations weren’t laced with little lies
What if I counted stars instead of counting down the time
What if I thought about the view and not the mountains I have climbed
What if there’s no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ and what if there’s no ‘weak’ or ‘strong’
What if there’s no ‘don’t belong’
What if everything’s going to be alright
What if I fly
What if I fall
What if I was brave enough to even try at all
What if I’m scared
What if I cry
What if I laugh out loud, what if
What if I counted stars instead of counting down the time
What if I thought about the view and not the mountains I have climbed
What if there’s no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ and what if there’s no ‘weak’ or ‘strong’
What if there’s you’ve known all along
What if I fly
What if I fall
What if I was brave enough to even try at all
What if I’m scared
What if I cry
What if I laugh out loud, what if
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13. |
At Arms' Length
03:55
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When we were out tonight, couldn’t understand the things you’d say
My head’s a little light, so I guess it doesn’t matter anyway
And I’m trying to not try I’ll keep my assumptions at bay
Cause we know what happened last time, but this is this time
When we were out tonight I couldn’t understand the things you’d do
You’d hold my hand so tight as long as we were hidden, out of view
And I’m trying to not wonder why or try to guess your next move
Cause this is this time, but we know what happened last time with me and you
So if we’re only playing pretend
Please just keep me at arms length
And I’ve had sleepless nights, I’ve been speechless and that says so much
I wear my shroud of spite, keeping secrets like I miss your touch
And I’ve wanted to say there’s a moment each day when you’re on my mind
Cause I didn’t say it last time but this is this time
But if we’re only playing pretend
Oh please, just keep me at arms’ length
If we’re only playing pretend
Oh please just keep me at arms’ length
And I’ll drive you home tonight just so that I can have a bit more time
Although it’s clear to see, you and me is like the blind leading the blind
My map burnt to ashes your compass points straight to the sky
But what they did to us last time won’t happen this time
Yeah we could say for the last time we’ll make it this time
But if we’re only playing pretend
Please just keep me at arms’ length
If we’re only playing pretend
Oh please just keep me at arms’ length
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Brooke Taylor Melbourne, Australia
Brooke Taylor, Melbourne's own musical maverick, is a powerhouse singer, songwriter, and guitar-
thumper.
Navigating the waves of rock, blues, country, soul and pop, (‘alt-country’ if you want to put it in one genre), Brooke has ignited stages and rocked festivals nationwide.
She's not just a musician; she's a force. You'll be left wondering how someone so small can take up so much space.
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