1. |
The Stove
03:09
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This morning when I left your house
I had a lot to think about
I locked the door, I cut the lights
But something didn’t feel quite right
I left your key under the mat
You told me to never come back
I walked away and as I left
A single thought came to my head
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off, yeah
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
I know I should send you a text
And warn you of impending death
The next time you light up a smoke
The whole damn place is gonna blow
But I know you’ll just be a prick
You’ll say I’m such an idiot
It’s not my house, it’s not my home
It ain’t my problem anymore
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off, yeah
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off, yeah
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
Oh shit, it’s gas
You should have got electric
Oh shit, it’s gas
You should have got electric
Oh shit, it’s gas
You should have got electric
Oh shit, it’s gas
You should have got electric
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
I think I left the stove on
I think I forgot to turn it off
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2. |
Never Meet Again
02:22
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I don't know what it is about you
You were perfectly adequate
But now that I'm living without you
It feels like I'm missing a limb
If we started things over
If our lives were different
Would I still be by your side
Or would we never meet again
I don't know what it is about you
I haven't heard from you in months
It feels so lonely here without you
I fear I've gone and screwed it up
If I could starte things over
If we weren't so different
Would I still be by your side
Or would we never meet again
If I could starte things over
If we weren't so different
Would I still be by your side
Or would we never meet again
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3. |
It Never Happened
04:25
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I still have some fond memories
Like staring at the birds
Playing songs on my guitar
Reaching out for words
The crunch of earth beneath my feet
The breeze in early spring
Drinking straight from the creek
The view from Mount Stirling
And though I tried, I couldn’t find
A good reason to stay
Time passed by, I realised
I couldn’t walk away
You say it never happened
So what happened then
Would you have me believe
It was all in my head
It never happened
So what happened
Instead
You say it never happened
So what happened then
Am I a joke to you
Were you even my friend
‘Cause it happened
It really happened
I swear
I was there
Some days I can’t bear to go out
Out into the world
It’s all so big, all too loud
It makes me overwhelmed
You say I worry far too much
And frankly that is true
But I wouldn’t be half as bad
If I hadn’t met you
And I could run thousands of miles
Through ashes and through rain
But I won’t trust your word again
That only brought me pain
You say it never happened
So what happened then
Would you have me believe
It was all in my head
It never happened
So what happened
Instead
You say it never happened
So what happened then
Was I a thorn in your side
Just a means to an end
‘Cause it happened
It really happened
I swear
I was there
So darling tell me the truth
Were you really my friend
Or would you have me believe
It was all in my head
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4. |
Hobart
04:19
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The ferry sails
Out through the heads
I stand by the bay
Watching gannets fish
The border’s closed
They told us to go home
But now I’m not so sure
Where that is anymore
When the fever breaks
And the fog dissipates
I’ll go back again
Don’t need a reason
When the heat dies down
I won’t hang around
I’ll be heading south
To Hobart
I travelled back
To my old hometown
Stayed there for a while
While the world settled down
I’m from Victoria
It ain’t so bad
But something’s pulling me
Back down to Diemen Land
When the fever breaks
And the fog dissipates
I’ll go back again
Don’t need a reason
When the heat dies down
I won’t hang around
I’ll be heading south
To Hobart
The cleanest air
That you will ever breathe
And mountain views
Await on every street
On market days
The berries taste so sweet
There’s nowhere else
I’d rather be
When the fever breaks
And the fog dissipates
I’ll go back again
Don’t need a reason
When the heat dies down
I won’t hang around
I’ll be heading south
To Hobart town
Yeah I’ll be heading south
Back to Hobart
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5. |
No One's Coming Here
04:10
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Forty degrees
In the mid-summer heat
Not a patron in sight
The café next door
Is busy as always
It’s gonna be another long night
I don’t mind the work
But the quiet times hurt
Waiting for hours on end
No point staying late
If there’s no one to wait on
No use in trying to pretend
Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
And send us all home
No one’s coming near us
No one’s coming here
Sometimes it’s packed
And we’re flat-out all week
Mostly it’s boring as hell
When the heat is too much
Or the rain won’t let up
Business will never do well
And the boss is a fool
He just plays it all cool
Says give it an hour or so
Then some prick walks in
At a quarter past six
When I just wanna go home
Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
And send us all home
No one’s coming near us
No one’s coming here
Don’t tell me to wait
Been waiting all day
No one is coming
To pay my wage
The people are bored
We’re being ignored
I don’t even know
What I’m waiting for
Anymore
Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
Turn off the damn radio
No one’s coming near us
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6. |
Just Shy Of Lonesome
05:51
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There’s snow on the mountain
The wind keeps on howling
A strange winter song
Passers-by meet
In the bar across the street
To wait out the storm
Some drink for fun,
Others to numb
The frays of their soul
A seat by the fire
Makes the world brighter
As you shut out the cold
Let’s all go out on the town
While the night’s young
You can get wasted
We’ll dance to the band at the bar
Trouble will find me
If I spend tonight on my own
I’m just shy of lonesome
So pick up the phone
Solitary moon
A room with a view
And space to spread out
Living the dream
Or so it seems
Clouded with doubt
Are you still awake
‘Cause I just can’t shake
This lingering dread
Anxious and weary
Come and be near me
Bring me out of my head
Let’s all go out on the town
While the night’s young
You can get wasted
We’ll dance to the band at the bar
Trouble will find me
If I spend tonight on my own
I’m just shy of lonesome
So pick up the phone
I’m just shy of lonesome
So pick up the phone
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LJ Parks Hobart, Australia
A powerful voice. Dynamic guitar riffs. Playfully wry lyrics, LJ Parks has engaged listeners from Hobart to Cairns and beyond, and has the accolades to show for it. Her newest EP was recorded with ARIA Award winning artist and producer Monique Brumby, and is both nostalgic and eminently relatable, influenced by contemporary folk and Oz rock. ... more
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