Paradise : Lost

by The Kellaways

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1.
04:01
SUMMER STORM Singing in soaking warm rain, my pain is an open field I peeled off the outer skin, found thin inner beauty there A fair sunny day and a glass of champagne then remained The anger had gone as a fierce summer storm, I refrained Reading a book in the rain, the drain full of paper cups And up in the sky the brown haze, is razed with a single swipe Of Mercedes' new blades, mirror-max shades still remain The anger is there but the clean breath of air, I refrain The wind blowing hard in my face Sleet driven sheets cross the bay Trees arc and flick back in place Blow away the words, I'm glad I never say Waiting for a tram in the rain, the sane and the less so collect Like insects at night round a flame, blame isn't easily pinned The sinner is swift with the gift of the gab he remains My anger is gone as a brief thunder storm, is contained The wind blowing hard in my face Sleet driven sheets cross the bay Trees arc and flick back in place Blow away the words The wind blowing hard in my face Sleet driven sheets cross the bay Trees arc and flick back in place Blow away the words, I'm glad I never say
2.
PARADISE (Under the Tall Trees) Thigh-deep, sticky mud Leeches, specks of blood Pleasure, could it be this? Mossies, loving kiss Where are we going now Did I hear you say, we're going down? To paradise, under the tall trees Under the tall trees Wire grass, rotting logs Contours, lead to bogs Blind bluff, tricky ridge More mud, swordgrass thick Where are we going now Did I hear you say, we're going down? To paradise, under the tall trees Under the tall trees Nettled, scratched and wrapped Swamp-gums, a gully trap? The wall parts, alluring gap Tall Beech, on no map Where leads this easy way Did I catch a glimpse of a Mountain Grey? And an Ash in light, such a tall tree This is paradise, under the tall trees Paradise, under the tall trees Paradise, under the tall trees Paradise, under the tall trees Paradise, under the tall trees TALL TREES They grew far away in a foreign land No one had seen them, not first-hand But everybody knew, the south was where they grew Blue sky all day in a foreign land Then came the men, the axe and the saw The tall trees watched a cancer taking more Every sapling knew, its time would soon come due They grew straight and proud in this foreign land People saw the photos, trees wider than a house Standing on the trunk and look no bigger than a mouse These wonders of the world reached up To meet a clear blue sky, so high They’re all gone, all gone First they took the tall trees close at hand Then word filtered through of a bigger stand Started a new push, deep into the bush They grew far away in a distant vale Then the forests heard the deathly sound The screaming chainsaw ripping big ones down A sad and sorry fact, can’t find an alpine ash They grew far away in another time People saw the photos, trees wider than a house Standing on the trunk and look no bigger than a mouse These wonders of the world reached up To meet a clear blue sky, so high They’re all gone, all gone They grew far away in another time They grew far away in another time They grew far away in another time They grew far away in another time
3.
ELROND'S SONG Once deep in Frodo's time There were orcs and Elves sublime Rangers walked in barrow downs Ancient Ents in hallowed grounds And Gandalf weaves, the wisdom magi Triumph springs from imminent tragedy The good guys will prevail Sauron dwelt in Mordor dark Fashioned beasts not on the Ark Gollum, trolls, wights and wraiths He made no match for Frodo's faith And Gandalf weaves, the wisdom magi Triumph springs from imminent tragedy The good guys will prevail And deep in shade, in deeper wood The Elves are long misunderstood Not frail and fey but tall and strong Striking black and grey and blonde And Gandalf weaves, the wisdom magi Triumph springs from imminent tragedy Gandalf creams them all The good guys have a ball Bilbo stokes his pipe The good guys all get high And Elrond came to say Hey Gandalf, we can't stay
4.
03:17
INNOCENT I didn't do it, I swear that it's true For all my shortcomings, I'd never hurt you The last thing I'd do I didn't say it, though I said enough I could've abused you, but I'm not that rough I'm more off the cuff I heard nothing, I saw nothing I said nothing, I am innocent I heard nothing, I saw nothing I said nothing, I am innocent I didn't hear it, if I had I'd say Now I hear rumours, of your night-time play My feet set in clay I didn't even think it, my brain not in gear Faithful, unblinking, for more than a year Now I have paid dear I heard nothing, I saw nothing I said nothing, I am innocent I heard nothing, I saw nothing I said nothing, I am innocent I heard nothing, I saw nothing
5.
02:52
EVER-CLEVER (WONDER GIRL) She’s a wonder girl Who could wrap any man around her finger She’s a wonder girl Just a look, but now somehow it lingers And I called her Eva Clever I called her ever-clever I thought I knew her better She’s a wonder girl Languages and travel come so simple She’s a wonder girl Ageless, smooth, the ever-present dimple And I called her Eva Clever I called her ever-clever I thought I knew her better She’s a wonder girl No more bloom of youth, but still so gracious She’s a wonder girl Others self-destruct in lives rapacious And I called her Eva Clever Yes, she was ever-clever And I, it seems, was never
6.
03:06
FORGOTTEN Nineteen-twenty, a Tiwi island in the sun A little baby boy was born to laugh and run No-one could have guessed his life to come On that timeless isle, in the tropic sun (Stopped the Dreaming) He went down to Townsville cutting cane all day Outside the pub he’d blow his meagre pay That was where he was on that fateful day Heard someone say: ‘Darwin’s blown away’ (You stopped the Dreaming) He stood there in line, an enlisted man Maybe now the whites would understand His people were prepared to declare their hand Fight evil swarms, from the Asian north They’d stand and fight He was fighting for acceptance and integrity Fighting as a man who’s told he’s free Welcomed to the army as an equal man They’d make a stand, protect the land (yhes we will) (You stopped the Dreaming) Fought bravely in New Guinea as a daring scout Shot by chance the day before they shipped him out Now they say there’s certainly some doubt If he served at all, no honour roll Who counted blacks? He’s still fighting for acceptance and integrity Fighting as a man who’s told he’s free Welcomed to society an equal man When equal is, all relative He’ll stand and fight (yes we will) He’s still fighting for acceptance and integrity Fighting as a man who’s told he’s free Welcomed to society an equal man When equal is, all relative (Just a little justice, just a little justice …….)
7.
03:51
THIN AIR A little boy on his knees in the hall Playing marbles, his own game of football A quiet girl in a corner of the lounge Reading, and waiting for free space Where's the other one, who had the cheeky grin He went up a tree, into thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air A young man with adventure in his eyes Straining the leash, out at the limit A woman with a changing life in mind Cut down, both in a cruel way Where're those other ones, who shared the carefree smile They have gone to ground, into thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air A dream of a better world lay there On the slope, under the tea tree Rock pools in the bay of clarity Sold off, in the after-shock Where's the central one, so warm and wise Truly vulnerable, went to thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air Vanished into thin air, into thin air
8.
‘Til I Gain Control Again (Rodney Crowell) Just like the sun over the mountain top You know I'll always come again You know I love to spend my morning time with you Like a sun-dance lightly on your skin I’ve never gone so wrong as a-tellin’ lies to you What you see is what I’ve been There ain’t nothing I can hide from you You can see me better than I can Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I may spin I only hope that you will hold me now 'Til I can gain control again Just like a lighthouse, you must stand alone To mark the sailor’s journey’s end No matter what seas, I've been sailing on I'll always roll your way again Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I may spin I only hope that you will hold me now 'Til I can gain control again Out on the road that lies before me now There are some turns where I may spin I only hope that you will hold me now 'Til I can gain control again
9.
03:02
SNOWY FLOW How long since the Snowy flowed all the summer time How long since the Snowy flowed through the summer time How long must the Murray stop In the sand dunes near Victor Harbour How long must the Lachlan slow To a trickle, up 'round Oxley How long must the algae bloom in the Darling Downs How long must the algae bloom in the Darling Downs How long must the Murrumbidgee choke On carp and boats and other scum Don't mean to harp but it's about time That something's done The rivers run, into somebody else's pocket The rivers run, through somebody else's cotton The rivers run, and nobody needs a docket Where rivers run How long must the water spout from the Nullarbor Artesian shame and waste lets the water pour How long will the Murray cod And the blackfish swim our streams How long 'til the rivers run Alone, in Koori dreams The rivers run, into somebody else's pocket The rivers run, through somebody else's cotton The rivers run, and nobody needs a docket The rivers run, into somebody else's pocket The rivers run, and nobody wants to stop it Where rivers run
10.
PLEASE EXPLAIN My name is Hanson, not the famous pop band Though it's true I'm not as handsome I'm still Hanson nevertheless I'm Pauline, (I'm Pauline), not fish and chips (please expline) I'm gourmet seafood I went to Canberra to parliament, I tell the fat boy how it is I give 'em fried dim sims with minimum chips I give 'em four day old crab sticks I'm Pauline, (I'm Pauline), not fish and chips (please expline) I'm gourmet seafood We're one nation, we like our coffee white (not au lait or latte) We're one nation, we like our linen white (in bags over the head) We're one nation, we do everything right (hard right, as far as you can go) We're one nation, and we're really bright (orange - dumb and dumb and dumber) I rote learn my brilliant speeches, in my new pad on the ranch The smell of chips is just a distant waft My stakes are raised for higher calls I'm Pauline, (I'm Pauline), not fish and chips (please expline) I'm gourmet seafood We're one nation, we like our coffee white (Maxwell House or Nescafe) We're one nation, we like our linen white (in bags on the head with little slits) We're one nation, we do everything right (hard right, beyond Genghis Khan) We're one nation, and we're not that bright (just orange, dumb and dumb and dumb and dumber) We're one nation, (dumb and dumb and dumber) Did you hear, did you hear the thunder? We're one nation, (dumb and dumb and dumber) Did you hear, did you hear the thunder? We're one nation, (dumb and dumb and dumber) Dumb and dumb and dumber We're one nation, (dumb and dumb and dumber)
11.
03:09
MARKET I’m talking about a new generation Partners in a new kind of war Drilling us with new explanations Of why we need more rich and more poor They tell you of the game played by markets How level are the new playing fields Everyone can have their free parking If they make the right kind of deals They’ll tell you it’s fair, everyone benefits We all get our share of the big chocky cake Look at you square, somehow you’re not convinced Rather than share they know how to take I’m talking about the large multi-nationals Homogenize the people and place Grabbing at the new and the fashionable Lifting up your skirts and your face Driven by their positive mantra That losers have their fool selves to blame Success is just a matter of banter If the school you went to had the right name They’ll tell you it’s fair, everyone benefits We all get our share of the big chocky cake Look at you square, somehow you’re not convinced Rather than share they know how to take I’m talking about the haves and the climbers They say it’s what you know and not who Full of all these empty one-liners That make them think they’re talking with you I’m talking about the haves and the have-nots Talking about the haves and the have-nots Talking about the haves and the have-nots Talking about the haves and the have-nots
12.
03:50
CURIOSITY I know a thing or two about you I know all the little things that you do I know how to make you pout All the things you can’t do without I’ve had a think or two about you I know just what it is makes you tick I know every move, nuance and trick I know how to draw you out All the things you could do without I know a thing or two about you I know you, you have a friend in me I know you, I’m not quite what you see I know you, through curiosity I know you, I hope that you know me I know your idiosyncratic ways I know how you like to fill your free days I know what you think about All your fears, all your nagging doubts I know a thing or two about you I know you, you have a friend in me I know you, I’m not quite what you see I know you, through curiosity I know you, I hope that you know me I know you, you have a friend in me I know you, I’m not quite what you see I know you, through curiosity I know you, I hope that you know me I know a thing or two about you I know a thing or two about you I know a thing or two about you I know a thing or two about you

about

THE KELLAWAY SAGA (continued from 'Warhorse')

After almost 20 years, the dwarf studio was not so small in capability any more; in fact, the gap between commercial and home studios had become but a bee’s dick. And in the parallel football universe a new phenomenon had emerged. Ken’s beloved Tigers included two brothers – Duncan & Andrew - both broadly placed in the category of ‘Back Pockets’.

In football-speak, back pockets are not full forwards, not star goal-kickers like Plugger, Roachie or Huddo. No, back pockets are the glue that holds good teams together, the unsung heroes. From time to time though, the team discipline that they exemplify is shrugged off and the back pocket makes a run down the wing, baulks and feints, shrugs a tackle, shows the ball, sells the dummy, takes a bounce, straightens up and puts it through from beyond the 50. Then reality sinks in and he sprints back past bemused celebrating team-mates to the familiar territory of the back half, whereupon he resumes standing on his shamed opponent’s toes. In music-speak, Back Pockets don’t fill stadiums and aren’t Lennon, Mick or Keef. They beaver away, year in, year out, always looking for improvement, refining the technical side of their games. Their occasional hits lack only one or two minor ingredients - airplay and tinkling cash registers.

And so Paradise: Lost became the first Back Pocket production, honouring this distinctly Australian flavour, with songs of the local environment and other home-grown issues. John returned to regular attendance at band training sessions and Ken continued on his merry way. This album heralded the emergence of the high quality Back Pocket studio from its humble dwarf origins, as well as the one and only Kellaways, Back Pocket brothers-in-arms.

credits

released September 1, 1999

Songs and vocals: Alf Davies

Backing vocals, acoustic 6 & 12 string Matons, mandolin, percussion: John Dean

Guitars, keyboards, bass, stand-up snare, drums, backing vocals, engineering & arrangements, all aspects of production: Ken Stephenson

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