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King Lavender to Saint Apricot

by Adam Buckland Ensemble

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1.
The Boats 03:49
Greetings all, please take your places Refunds are denied Hold it down, it’s all illusion Balancing the tides I feel like I’m alone You feel like you’re alone It gets us by The victim’s sail ship is coming into shore So, I’ll spend some time writing letters Turn this hatred to something beautiful I’m trying to be kind I’m trying to be kind And the boats play F-sharp in the wind Don’t remark, hold all responses Just reflect what’s inside Hold it down and search for reason Be quiet and comply I feel like I’m alone You feel like you’re alone It gets us by The victim’s sail ship is coming into shore So, I’ll spend some time writing letters Turn this hatred to something useful I’m trying to be kind I’m trying to be kind And the boats play F-sharp in wind I’ll spend some time writing letters Turn this hatred to something useful I’m trying to be kind I’m trying to be kind And the boats play F-sharp in wind I’ll spend some time writing letters Turn this hatred to something beautiful I’m trying to be kind I’m trying to be kind And the boats play F-sharp in wind
2.
The Trigger 04:36
He’ll lose his hold She’ll see the signs That April day when they’ll collide A beam prick pierced, moon-torched sky A peasant asked a passerby What’s the time? What’s the time? She’ll crawl towards the market square He’ll jam the lifts then take the stairs One shard of light they’ll glance to find Some peasant fucking some passer-by What’s the time? What’s the time? What’s the time? What’s the time? Lavender’s smashing the kingdom to the ground His queen’s left for the princess of some other town Bring on security Strap the king to the bed Call for Saint Apricot Record all that’s said My guitar complained, ‘You were mine’ My keyboard leant over, ‘Play my spine’ My 12-track buzzed, flirted and whined My jealous metronome swirled out of time My tambourine took my bass’s side My microphone collapsed, ‘I’ve lost you’ she cried My pedal switched and smashed the lights My Stratocaster took to flight What’s the time? What’s the time? What’s the time? What’s the time? King Lavender declares: ‘Saint Apricot dies, but torture him first to see what we’ll find’
3.
Three Months 03:18
One month to recover One month to adapt One month to do it again Hello guardians Hello angel blue Goodbye mother In my summertime death box soon My skin’s crawling Goodnight brother doom How I travel In my summertime death box in June Let’s go Christmas morning Every wartime cue Portrait painting This summertime death box in June Hallowed schoolyards Wind chimes exhumed Decomposing In my summertime death box in June Let’s go Rise your oceans Blue sky diffuse Red to purple My summertime death box in June Beyond distance Inside space, beside you Towards suffering My summertime death box in June
4.
Running Out 01:11
Set the courses Where are we bound? What could we find? What have we found? I’m feeling high We’re running low Should only go so far How could we know? We’re running out We’re running out
5.
There is no form, no substance in sunshine There is no sheen, no penetration in sunshine With one step by one And here we come And on with sunshine There is no thought, no relation my sunshine Come back to front, all inversion, my sunshine With one step by one And here we come And on with sunshine With one step by one And here we come And on with sunshine
6.
Beside my chair Inside your mind Between us two There is no lines We shall embrace We need not know Yet who we are The washing’s done You turn your head I’ll hang mine Just come too close Sweet Madeline
7.
It starts with you Will you destroy? Give it away? Banged into the ground It stopped at me Twirled its way around Straight into the sky And never returned Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha Cha, cha, cha Clouds and rain are slamming into me Oceans, mountains have lost their in-betweens So, call me, call me Restore me, restore me I’m decayed, enraged and first class How have you been? Can’t stay up keep falling to my knees I’ll stay down at least there’s more guarantees So, call me, call me Restore me, restore me I’m decayed, enraged and first class How have you been? I’m decayed, enraged and first class How have you been? I’m decayed, enraged and first class How have you been? How have you been? How have you been? How have you been? How have you been?
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Bring on your Che Guevaras Let me see those libraries of Marx Transfer all bullets to Lennon’s ashes They couldn’t change this corner of a room Corner of a room Here come the tanks of demolition The sterile screens of light entertainment I want my Lucy, cola and Elvis How could they change this corner of a room? Corner of a room This corner of a room Corner of a room There’s a mould that is tried and the one use is deception Murder digests better than assassination But in the end it’s one for one Anyhow leave me in my imagination Don’t wanna change this corner of a room Corner of a room This corner of a room Corner of a room
10.
Party Line 02:47
I can recall Those times we couldn’t talk But please, I recognize You hold it down to learn to live to rise We’ll sneak out of that party line We’ll sneak out of that party line And say we’ve run away You stare at my walls Wondering on I haven’t called But I’m wandering by Sometimes you’ve got to break and cut the wires We’ll sneak out of that party line We’ll sneak out of that party line And say we’ve run away Yeah We’ll sneak out of that party line We’ll sneak out of that party line And throw it all away
11.
Ryonen requests contact Then observes from afar It’s a deeper cut She cries, ‘I am not worthy; my soul has been charred’ She longs a fresh start Her zebra wears an applause sign Just to generate laughs For her circus giraffe She’ll ask, ‘Did you once love me?’ The girls could not stop The boys bare the scars She roars, ‘I was an angel!’ ‘But heaven’s a farce’ At anytime she’ll leave you And just one time she’ll love you She’s the stone to your blood You’re the Done to her Renoir So back to the start Return from afar Tomorrow we’ll march
12.
Smile on her face Flowers in my pocket But when you love me I don’t need to go And if you love me I will not go back down Glance round the place I’ll smash the clock and… But when you love me I don’t need to go And if you love me I will not go back down Go back down
13.
To Kiss Upon 04:00
To what it takes to kiss upon Or dream so recklessly, they’re steaming along Their sighs What could they change? Given the chance that has always been They couldn’t recognize what they’d always seen ‘Cause their sights were so well framed So, sail off down to Apricot and say hello for me I never understood that pilgrim shit I will not fake So, sail off down to Apricot and say hello for me I’ll never understand that pilgrim shit I will not fake An entrance to a detached world Displaced days in a worn-out cold But the lies just could not fade Legend serves to soft lens all Some fairytale in ten years law But your eyes, they could not fade But your eyes, they could not fade To buy stocks in such lavender, it don’t make sense to me To feed a war that’s against us all Drown out the cries, then look away Drown out the cries, then look away Drown out the cries, then look away Drown out the cries, then look away
14.
You're Loved 03:55
If all you see’s too rapid And all you are dissolves No need to pray No need to say You’re loved When everyone is leaving And you’re stood on your own No need to pray No need to say You’re loved When all you want is dying Or living through some pain threshold No need to pray No need to say You’re loved If exiting is freeing And all you suffer turns to gold No need to pray No need to say You’re loved No need to pray No need to say You’re loved No need to pray No need to say You’re loved You’re loved Now we’ve parted, so long to you Now we’ve started, started anew Now we’ve parted, so long to you Now we’ve started, started anew Started anew

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released July 12, 2003

All songs written, performed and produced by Adam Buckland, with mandolin on track 1 by Gordon Watt. Album cover art by Adam. A.B.E., Wurundjeri Country, PO Box 470, Brunswick, VIC, 3056, Australia.

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