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Subjective Experience/Beyond Ego

The Cosmic Soup

Recorded in 2009 (ish?)in my lounge room in Preston. This song was written for my Christmas and new years time in Austria in '06-'07. 

Rosy-Cheeked Winter

This is a piece I created for Post Mortem, the Melbourne Fringe show I am involved in. 

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Flow Fluid (Grow Through It)

Break Into The Horizonline

Written for Post Mortem as part of Melbourne Fringe 2014

Stuck In A Loop

Summer was about our swimming pool
and the kids from school would come
and Mum would make her lemonade
and we'd all have fun

And me and my best friend
Miss Madeline, we would pretend
that we were married
and our husbands played for Essendon

No more Sunday afternoons
and no more sunny holidays in June
no more having tea parties
beneath the weeping willow tree
no more wondering if you love me

And as the years went by 
I watched my shadow grow
and I got too old
to lick the spoon and watch cartoons
the neighbours left 
and the rabbits died
the boys got sick
and there were bushfires
but we all came out on the other side alive

No more Sunday afternoons
and no more sunny holidays in June
no more having tea parties
beneath the weeping willow tree
no more wondering if you love me

Coz now we're grown up (grown up)
they watched us grow up (grow up)
and now we're grown up (grown up)
yeah, now we're grown up.


Life on Leonard Street (feat. The Betty Meringues)

The things people experience 
in their lives
The things I hear about well they
blow my mind
There's so much to learn from don't 
close your eyes
Keep them open 
you will be surprised
Wear your heart on your sleeve 
you will survive
Take out all of your fancy clothes tonight
and dance like you've never danced before

OOooh

I'm only at the tip of this 
goddamn iceberg
waiting for the sun
to melt that icy sucker down
so my boat can move
along

The things people experience 
in their lives
The things I hear about well they
blow my mind
There's so much to learn from don't 
close your eyes
Keep them open 
you will be surprised
Wear your heart on your sleeve 
you will survive
Take out all of your fancy clothes tonight
and dance like you've never danced before

Tip of the Iceberg

He walks with a swagger
and a swing in his step
looks like a poet 
rising out of the depths
of another time
that we all forget

He lives like his dreams
have already come true
from the past and the future
he brings wisdom to you
and the other ones
who wanna jive to his tune

looks like a butterfly
stings like a bee
greatest man
in my history

He walks with a swagger
a swagger
a swagger
looks like a butterfly
stings like a bee

Carly Fern

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