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Insofar

by Daryl James

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1.
Unbecoming 03:51
You go to bump my fist, I go to shake I stumble, mumble try to find the words Always think what to say when the moments gone And I’m sorry I apologise too much And if aloof I seem, it’s just because I’m shy Cool is something I will never be Go in for a hug, I go in for a kiss Story of my life I’m just an awkward man Under it all, I know I’m not alone So here I stand before you as I am A scruffy mess of thoughts wrestling with themselves I’d cut to the chase but I’d hesitate But none of it matters in the slightest ITS UNBECOMING SO THEY SAY, BUT FORGET THAT BE FORTHRIGHT IN YOUR SHORTCOMINGS WITH NO SHAME That’s a mantra for, next time your Uncomfortable in your own skin as it crawls Under it all, we know we’re not alone
2.
Soles up, on the Wire Suburbia smiles through a purple sky Designed for the dirt Now hang high over the head of the feet they were under Cause fate gives no clues, and these shoes keep quiet But they will tempt your feet from the ground to the skies Once below, Now high above These words, the soul’s train Express explanations with limited service How do, these shoes? Everywhere get up there Was it ghost or anonymous - Souls I don’t know, but inspired I realise! In this empty street no shoes on my feet it was you and me, you and me
3.
Hope To Live 03:55
4.
Born Into This, a wise man said in a moment of clarity So real, the last drops of sanity before the alcohol drinks it all And he finally goes to that place he’s been heading for so long Now the storm has gone the tears can fall No tricks or illusions from you He’ll hide away your desires but feed you clues Steal way your heart before you catch your breath The only way to be found is to lose yourself Suffer for wisdom, sacrifice yourself for beauty Truth, no concept of I, high above the lie we live Your body’s gone but your words live on You feed people there dreams, put yourself where other fear to go
5.
Sky rumbles like a hungry stomach Like every time you’ve cursed you finally get a reply, and realise The whole mother earth’s alive, and this is just a gentle reminder You’re her child but you’re not even born yet You’re her child but you’re not even born yet Hold on and let go as she shows you how small you really are So near yet so far she’s one big heart and you’re just a part A grain of sand on the almighty beach realise what really matters A speck of dust in a tin drum humble now my mind has been opened The storm indoors, it never rains but it pours All consuming chilling stillness Reflection of crosshairs in the hunter’s eye I spy neck hair stands up on end, nothing left to defend Now I see I am you and you are me Now I see I am you and you are me
6.
It’s a promise not a threat, you tell me as you darken my doorway Stand back look you in the eyes, try to see the man we both are you and I But you’ve set me up for a fall in the name of your pride Two wrongs don’t make a right I’m truly sorry, if what I said offended you, couldn’t we have just had a chat? Now my blood that’s on your hands may as well just be your own, may as well just be your own Cause this pain will go away and I’ll love you just the same You’ll darken my doorway no more
7.
I’d rather be cash poor, soul rich and love happy Don’t you find strange these days the spiritual is ridiculed Your called a ‘hippy’ for questioning this reality How can we allow small minds to grind down the wise? I’m not sure man How has it come to this? Will you sit and wait man? Now the wolf is at the door Jump this ship become the ocean I’d rather be cash poor, soul rich and love happy Pity the fool, who hides behind mockery Attacks in pack mentality that which it just cannot grasp The penny drops from a great height splits my head in two and I see through It’s a spiritual eclipse, not apocalypse So all’s not lost man Now I see Will you sit and wait man? Now the wolf is at the door
8.
Just a uniform between you and the man who sleeps on the floor Towering over power devouring appetite never satisfied A derelict soul leaves a derelict home locked up when his brother sleeps in the cold I never want to grow cause I never want to stop growing Just like a moth to the flame, again and again When you buy into the lie, you sell out the truth We’re all looking at each other but pretending that we’re not And so it goes the last bastion of humanity slips away from its shore These smart phones keep us stupid, illuminated faces but unenlightened Oh! Were the masters of disguise we thrive on the tales we tell ourselves

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released March 28, 2018

Written, produced and mixed by Daryl James
Bass on Unbecoming, The Wolf Is At The Door and Storm Indoors by Barnaby Gickel
Art by Lizz Maggs Photography
Mastered by Paul Blakey

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Daryl James Brisbane, Australia

Multi-instrumentalist and award-nominated (QMA 2022) singer/songwriter, Daryl James fuses heavy blues with the raw Celtic roots of his North Wales homeland. Wielding a wild array of stringed instruments and custom foot percussion, many-a-tall-tale is sparked to life through his captivating live performances. ... more

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