Season of Plums

In the season of plums, the ripe of the day

She lay down beside him to have her own way

Shy and demure, he gave his okay

As long as she'd marry him next Saturday

She promised she would, just like in the movies

And life could be all the storyline said it could be

So they kissed in the grass, stirred all the dirt

The dust danced its way up from under her skirt

It sprinkled the air, swayed with the trees

How he adored her, this one he could please

He promised he would, just like in the movies

And life could be all the storyline said

Life could be all the storyline said..........

La la la la la la

So what do you think became of this pair

Did she wear her white dress, was there grease in his hair?

Well on that fine day in the season of plums

Her father did see them and pulled out his gun

To shoot them oh no! just like in the movie

His sweet little apple had fallen so far from the tree

and they ran for their lives the young and the brave escapees

yes in the end, they did marry

and their lives could be all the storyline said

La la la la

All I'm Seeing (Is Your Face)

Oh hot summer sun streams in

I'm still in bed, another day, of getting nothing done

Soon sweat 's trickling down your skin

and you wish for a breeze, as you work hard to please

You're like the constant little sun

Beautiful when you appear

Every single day

And like, the fleeting little sun

You're nowhere when the night time comes

Half a world away

And all I'm seeing is your face

I'm forgetting my friend's names

Like lazy drops of rain

These days and I

Are falling

We met when the jacaranda's bloomed

On that day in spring when you leaned in

To say all the right things

Oh no now you're in my room

And I'm bending out of shape for you, breaking all the rules

I'm like the moody little moon

Sometimes I show you all of me

But then I hide away

And like the silver little moon

I'm cool here on the surface but you take my breath away

And all I'm seeing is your face

I'm forgetting my friend's names

Like lazy drops of rain

These days and I are

Like the moody little moon

Sometimes I show you all of me, but then I hide away

And all I'm seeing is your face

I'm forgetting my friend's names

Like lazy drops of rain

These days and I

Lazy drops of rain

These days and I

Lazy drops of rain

days and I

Are falling

Invisible Ones

Someday yeah yeah yeah

To my invisible walls

I cling in every way

Yeah old fears that keep me small

Drive my everyday

And in these walls

You never wana stay

When I try to seal you in, it pushes you away

And I've got no excuses left if you don't lead the way

So won't you rescue me from stormy seas

Where the winds are raging and my cover's blown

I've stowed behind this love for years

I don't wana steer this little boat, from my comfort zone

I don't wana do this on my own

I'm the invisible one

I push you away

Something buried in the past

Keeps my love at bay

And so then I act

In terrible ways

oh is not to hurt you baby

but to feel again, oh its just because I need to feel again

Rescue me from stormy seas

Where the winds are raging and my cover's blown

I've stowed behind this love for years

I don't wana steer this little boat, from my comfort zone

I don't wana do this on my own

I don't wana do this on my own

My Own Sweet Life

In the shallows I will wade today

Deep waters drag me down

While the sun is out and the tide is out

I'd like to float around

Til the winds begin and my summer skin

Starts to peel away

Starts to peel away

I'll be slowing down to read the signs

I won't turn my back this time

On my own sweet life

Yeah this time I'm gonna live

My own sweet life

And I will watch the fisherman on this salty sea

When they leave 6 fish in hand

They might give one to me

If I stay like them, sit still and then

Wait here patiently

What else could come to me

But if I run for love, give myself up

A dust cloud's all I'll see, rising from my feet

I'll be slowing down to read the signs

I won't turn my back this time on my

on my own sweet life

yeah this time I'm gonna live

my own sweet life

Hungry Heart

You gave me some wine

So I took the whole bottle

But you never said come

What made me run?

Yours was half baked

Mine was full throttle

With my head screaming no

You delivered your blow

You said you're going, going and you were gone

That's how it went my friends and I think we'd seen it coming all along

Then winter got sway

It breezed to your door dear

Why'd you let her inside?

She took you for a ride

Now this hungry heart

Sits on my sleeve here

Still tied to your strings

in denial she sings

That you're not going, going, you're not gone

But he was gone my friends , I think we'd seen it coming all along

Yeah he was gone my friends , I think we'd seen it coming yeah yeah yeah

So tell me..

Where should I start

With this hungry little heart

That keeps driving me west

To setting suns oh oh oh oh

My eyes they burn

And most stones have been unturned

But his still rolls along, mossless, strong

And it slips away from me at every turn

It slips away from me at every turn

So Mama

So Mama, what you're saying is right

It's true

There is no-one perfect

It's gotta hurt me sometimes too

But if you had the bag of choices

You cleverly gave me

Would you fly this nest and see the world

Or stick with family?

I'm not gonna end up

Alone like you say

Though it might take me some time

To find my way

I know, I know that papa

Well he tried his best to get it right

Sometimes he was pure sunshine

Other times your night

I caught his blazing fever

And you know I got your stubborn will

And the last thing I wana do is go

But something in me just can't keep still

I'm not gonna end up

Alone like you say (you're just afraid)

Though it might take me some time

To find my way

I'm not gonna end up

Alone, like you say

Though it might take me some time

to find my way

Well it's been like a lifetime, that I'm

I'm still looking yeah yeah

To find my my way

Boab Tree

Benim gibi ozlesen, benim gibi sevseydin

Benim gibi ozlesen, benim gi B-O-A-B

I stand out in the Kimberly

Under a boab tree

Who in her tear-soaked, hollow trunk

Housed the detainees

Oh prison tree

Crying out

And in the boab tree

I can read the name

Of every bloodtype family

Sliding down our veins

Benim gibi ozlesen, benim gibi sevseydin

Benim gibi ozlesen, benim gi B-O-A-B

We're trapped inside worn legacies

Like in the prison tree

Handing down from breast to mouth

Agendas of our ancestry

All the little wars

Are on and on (repeat)

And in the boab tree

I can read the name

Of every blood type family

Sli-i-iding down

our veins

Yeah in the boab tree

I can read the name

Of every blood type family

Sliding down

Sliding down

And in the boab tree

I can see the name

Of bloodlines of our ancestry

Ghosts from where, ghosts from where we came