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Sunday Afternoon
03:29
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I was born on Sunday afternoon
With a tambourine and choir out of tune
On a bright and sunny day
Not yet knowing how to pray
Don't worry boy, we'll teach you today
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The rear church pew as quiet as a mouse
Comprehending all their words
Not believing what I heard
Quiet boy, you've so much to learn
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All the love that's in your heart
All the joy that's in your soul
Somehow you share it with the world
But it never takes its toll
All the magic in your mind
All the beauty that's inside
Somehow you give it all around
but still you keep it in your life
Won't you break it to me now if all these things are never what they seem
Won't you break it to me gently now if you're not the woman of my dreams
Cos you're the woman of my dreams.
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Island Of Innocent
03:57
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I lost my childhood in a sea of fun
In an island of innocent, trying to do no wrong
I lost my memories and my chance to belong
Thinking there was a higher way, a connection went wrong
Where are you my god
I lost my believing in an island of 'love'
Trying to search for something, escape my guilt and numb
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Hope To Die
03:19
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When the life you know is token, it's a way
All the love we show unspoken, we can play
Cross your heart and hope to die
Needles in your eye
Kiss the girls and make them cry
Everything you do
It all comes back to you
Tell me what's the use
All the thoughts we make inside our head can pierce the world
Cautions that we take, keep believing like boys and girls
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John Francis
02:28
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I was born in a country not well known
by some people in a place I now call home
I live nearby the water
All my sons and daughters
now have sons and daughters of their own
I travelled with the love of my life,
Doreen, the girl I made my wife
With us and God before,
when mormans knock my door,
you gotta know there's gonna be some strife
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So Lonely On My Own
03:04
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I never start a fight
I never know just how to make thing right
I'm never in the light
Always creeping off into the night
It get so lonely on my own
It gets so lonely all alone
I never break a nail
I don't want you to see it as a fail
I won't admit abuse
I don't want you to take it as an excuse
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Byron Siren Melbourne, Australia
Handmade original songs from the mind of an introverted overthinker. Presented with guitar vocals ukulele and
tambourine.
Byron Siren brings meaningful songwriting together with eclectic and sometimes nostalgic sounds of indie, rock and modern folk.
"His music is imperfectly perfect and that is what makes Byron Siren such an intriguing and different artist" - Australian Music Network
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