The Gardener (Tallest Man on Earth Cover)

I was drinking sweet mojitos,
I was watching Tarantinos,
On a Sunday afternoon.

So very deep in recreation,
When rambunctious altercation,
Hit the front door in the room.

I remembered swinging doors,
The ebb and flow of love before.

It would've been about the time that Jack split up with,
Josephine, I remember when she called me up in tears,
"I can't believe, he's left me for that slut in Adelaide"
Thats not the way that our love was made.

I'm still stuck on how to love you, Josephine

This whole time I was trying to get next to you,
Just to catch an angle in the corner of your eye.

I'm in the corner of your eye.

I could've seen across Port Phillip Bay into her room,
Watching her dream of the memories I should have occupied,
Josephine, if you said it cost, you know I would have paid.
But thats not the way that our love was made.

I'm still stuck on how to love you, Josephine.

Josephine

Dry River Bed Blues

Only See The Glow At Night

11 Ironbark

The heavens were true on the day you were born, a healthy baby boy,
A bumper crop with canopy vigor, your fathers bundle of joy,
Something was balanced in the wind and rain, and it pushed the clouds just right.
And the ladder was holding,
And the ladder was holding.

That ladder had been in the family forever, a hundred years about,
The only thing left after the fires came, before the godforsaken drought,
It was just a moment, it was just a second, to fix the broken roof.
And the ladder stopped holding,
And the ladder stopped holding,
And the ladder stopped holding.

Oh my son, when you lay me down, don't bury me underground.
My life has been this Chardonnay, these vines need you around.
So when the leaves all finally fall and the foggy mornings set,
Spread my ashes on the north block soil for the finest vintage yet.

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