Lyrics:
the grass
And I'll hear you anywhere I land
The relief of something made to last
A strange petal ascended from the sand
The crickets sang so late
When you
like
Help me understand
Crickets in the sand
No answers on demand
Baby im the man
Baby hold my hand
You dont give ah damn
Yeah
You dont give ah damn
it grand
Grandpa bowled a beauty
Playing cricket in the sand
It's an Aussie Christmas
Joy joy Joy
It's an Aussie Christmas
Oi oi oil
Santa's in his
full of stories, full of life
Coffee on the platform
Love letters in the sand
Sun on the skin
Chirping crickets
A ballad in a minor key
A road movie with
Wearing swimmers on Christmas day,
We never get uptight,
Playing cricket on the golden sand,
Or dirt hats tan and brown,
We have warm Christmas weather,
get uptight
Playing cricket on the golden sand
Or dirt hats tan and brown
We have warm Christmas weather
Australia's upside down
Fresh seafood from
fire, and stone.
Storms of sand, closing over the sun
Sand, fire, water, and wind
How can we begin again.
But you can't sink a rainbow
In a world
running to get our lives back offline
Catch the cricket and you'll see the light
Catch the cricket and you'll see the light
Catch the cricket and you'll see
The frogs and the crickets sing
Of all the sadness and the joy love can bring
And the darkness gathers all around us
Mixed with the sound
Niggas don't know me I'ma show em this ain't back then ay let me talk to em
Ay that's my word and I stand on it line drawn in the sand on it
You can punch
house in the sand
Carry a pocket knife, stick to your guns
Know when to walk away but don't ever run
Try not to borrow another man's gold
Gotta answer
Can you hear the crickets?
All I hear is crickets
Like a river
Shining through the edges of my sight
The sky is pitch black, dark
Yet somehow
Where castles are made of sand
We start to dance
But only the music is bleating when the crickets replace the band
She will always be my sunkissed
Over in the meadow in the sand, in the sun,
Lived an old mother toadie and her little toadie one.
”Wink!” said the mother. ”I wink!” said the one.
I wanted nothing but blue skies
All of my life
But I'm sleeping through the day
And waking up in the night
To the moonlight creeping in
The crickets
praying I be done
But new Single every month
2021
If it's written, I lived it
Ain't listen to critics, I turn em to crickets
Catching a dub, and I don't
everyone’s welcome
Cause we love Christmas, that’s Christmas in Nelson
Steak on the barbie or chicken in the oven
Feet in the sand it’s blue skies we’re
a pill no contraband
Pale skin don't like the sun or sand
Said she want zero not Sam
Feel like a zombie can't stand huh
Hundred racks hundred racks hundred
And it made most people nervous
They just didn't want to know
What I was seeing in the refuge of the roads
I pulled off into a forest
Crickets
And it made most people nervous
They just didn't want to know
What I was seeing in the refuge of the roads
I pulled off into a forest
Crickets
to the water
As we lay on that cool, white sand
I was born again in Dixieland
We drank from a mason jar, underneath a blanket of stars
And I said 'do you
the Nightingale, not the Lark
Our love will never be
Imaginary again
Look at how many people
Pretend not to feel
And pretend not to hear
The cricket's beat
But
low
She likes to ride high
Put in work every time
She likes to ride high
In Sand or snow
4 Wheels Off road
Pedal to the metal
Rebel riding shotgun
With
Crickets are chirpin' the water is high
There's a soft cotton dress on the line hangin' dry
Window's wide open African trees
Bent over backwards in
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