Rise

LITTLE DONKEY - Damascus (radio edit)

LITTLE DONKEY - Empty

Taken from our new EP 'Real Woman'.

Lyrics

When her mood is low
And her skin it burns
And our child unknown
We remain as one
When her moon sits low
And her skin it turns
And our child he grows
We remain as one
People don’t come, dumb, deliberating
People don’t sigh: it’s nothing
People don’t come, plump, deliberating
People don’t sign: it’s nothing
People don’t come, dumb, deliberating
People don’t sigh: it’s nothing
People don’t come.
When her moon sits low
And her skin it turns
And our child he grows
We remain as one
People don’t come, dumb, deliberating
People don’t sigh: it’s nothing
People don’t come, plump, deliberating
People don’t sign: it’s nothing
People don’t come, dumb, deliberating
People don’t sigh: it’s nothing
People don’t come.
What does it matter to me?
Bourn is where the children are known
What does it matter to a seed
If out of soil it is grown?
What does it matter to me?
Bourn is where the children are grown
They’re known
And they know.

LITTLE DONKEY - We Erupt

She's walking in the wrong direction
Got nowhere to go.
She's always looking at the wrong reflection,
She's another overcoat.
Takes a paper from the stand operator
Has no coin, gives a note.
A lone note.

One more time before she goes.

Believe - These clouds are overcast
I've seen and I will bring to pass
A sea, of emptiness and loss
For all of us.

He's judging from the wrong perspective:
Wants the whole world to know.
Puts pen to paper
(Vengeance is an elevator
When you need another vote).
Forgets the other crime
This war will be his alibi 
And no one need ever know.
They won't, no.

One more time before he's gone.

Believe - These clouds are overcast
I've seen and I will bring to pass
A sea, of emptiness and loss
For all of us.

For all of us there's something
Hidden deep inside.
For all of us there's something
That we cannot deny.
For all of us there's something
That I don't want to hide.
For all of us there's something 
And I don't want to lie - 
For all
For all
For all of us

Believe - These clouds are overcast
I've seen and I will bring to pass
A sea, of emptiness and loss
For all of us.


Wrong Direction

"Pleased to meet you Sir", she said
The change deranged and off to bed
The bleating starts
In sorry Mask
And then the scene
We move again
Through shaded light our heroin(e)'s
Retreating fast
He will not last

Singing
Uh-oh, what do I know
What do I know
What do I know?
Back up you peculiar one
Peculiar song
Peculiar, wrong

Beneath the zip and tubular
He tries to speak the safety word
But breath won't come
He is
Undone
Thinks of wife and family
History 'comes tragedy
With raging heart
He came so far

Singing
Uh-oh, what do I know
What do I know
What do I know?
Back up you peculiar one
Peculiar song
Peculiar, wrong

You know you'll pay
Before you'll leave.


Uh-Oh

Not to be confused with the biblical ass of Bethlehem, Little Donkey are a four piece folk-rock outfit hailing from Chelmsford in Essex.

Beards -  not vogue beards – but beards like tapestries – battle, bravery, brotherhood.

Armed with unrefined grungy folk, Little Donkey are the valiant defenders of the Essex realm.

Plug in on your trans-Mordor commute and escape with the Riders of Rohan rhythm.

It's the outlaw's melody - come on, join in. 

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