Just this side of here

by Spike Flynn

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Like a Breeze Sometimes happy, Sometimes sad All the good times Turning bad Well don’t you grieve It’s just the breeze, Blowin’ through Well too much cocaine, slow your speed That’s something man, you don’t need To deal with this breeze, with this breeze Blowin’ through When It seems like you got no more bend Just do your best at what you can An’ let the breeze, blow on through Let it blow, away your blues Friend of mine was layin’ dyin’ Said dry your eyes, stop your cryin’ I’m just a breeze, just a breeze Blowin’ through Mists a risin’, fallin’ rain What goes ‘round, comes back again Like a breeze, like a breeze Blowin through Feelin’ weak, feelin’ strong That’s alright, you’ve done nothing wrong It’s just the breeze, just the breeze Blowin’ through Children playin’, flyin’ kites They’ll dream well, and long tonight On this breeze On this breeze Blowin’ through
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Minstrel Man 05:31
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Incident in the Stony Desert Hollow bones, desert wind Time wanders by, leaves all alone Any mirror here would turn to stone In the darkness ‘fore the dawn No changes now, all is redressed All is forgiven all has been blessed Just a whispered word, a sweet caress In the darkness ‘fore the dawn No need for pinning now Love is all No need for crying In the darkness before the dawn She heals my heart so tenderly Sings of love, songs of being free Of sailing ships on stormy seas In the darkness ‘fore the dawn She takes her violin lets it be Says the night is black yet the stars blaze so free Having stumbled so long blind at last I see In the darkness before the dawn No need for pinning now Love is all No need for crying In the darkness before the dawn All certainty removed at last No difference now she takes my hand Guides me here in the borderland In the darkness before the dawn She speaks of light a journey to the East? Of Fate, Desire a dividing beast Of time returned, trials not yet ceased In the darkness before the dawn Here in the darkness before the dawn
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Hey Girl 10:27
Hey Girl Well your time down south didn’t work out so good I saw your mother yesterday she said it turned out pretty much how she thought it would She said you can’t lie straight in bed now anyhow, hey girl She said you finished working down at the General Store And the people at the roadhouse don’t want you either anymore Something’s not quite right, hey girl It was good to see you, feels like a dream That day you got on the bus my head froze I just wanted to scream You know I would have walked on barbed wire through fire for you, hey girl Now you’re back in town here, with your dirty blond hair An’ I’m feeling like I’m a tree, deep in a forest somewhere It’s been too long but not so long that I don’t care, hey girl You know how the ambulance station burnt down last year I’s across the road and saw your face in the flames with silver tears Streaming like mercury rivers, flowing on the face of the sun hey girl Those tears flowed through the town without constraint The whisper of my name was ever so faint As I felt your skin on mine in the heat of the night, hey girl Comfort falls like rain in a drought, it’s just never enough An’ the heart gets tougher, but never tough enough Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you just can’t get back home Sometimes no matter how far you go, you still find you’re alone I guess we’re all losing ground from the day we’re born Some lose it faster they get more torn Coming into this wild unforgiving, hungry, light-filled world, hey girl Oceans of fire within oceans of time It’s burn baby burn baby burn, one more time It’s innocence wrapped in repetition, I think you know what I mean, hey girl? Your lip’s twitching bad but you still got that grin I saw you down by the river throwing those flowers in Love might walk on water but that’s not what it’s about, hey girl Gestures and curses, hard to tell the difference sometimes Pleasure and pain, that’s a very thin line Could be time to say a prayer or two, hey girl You look like a rabbit in a spot-light frozen in time and doubt Time runs true most often but truth fades in and out To time we’re just children, it watches as we play, hey girl I might see you down at the hotel if there’s a good band one night Most of the time I stay at home by the firelight There’s only so much traveling a body can stand, hey girl I’ve got a job at the mill now and work on the trucks sometimes I was down south for a while myself it tore up my mind Not much good happens down there, does it, hey girl I got back to town the day after my father passed away The heart desires completion, but life rarely flows that way Life’s complicated and hesitant and lonely sometimes, hey girl Nothing stops still it just keeps all spinning ‘round We walk and we walk and we still can’t touch the ground Our hearts keep breaking and pumping and breaking, hey girl Everything moves so fast, the rules and the game One day you look in the mirror and find nothing’s the same One teardrop can fall like a mountain-side, hey girl I still got that picture up on my wall I look at it sometimes and try to recall Exactly what we thought we were doing anyway, hey girl We push and we push past the natural state And the sound of falling makes us think we’re going someplace As the forms collapse we find there’s no way we’ll ever get back home, hey girl There’s a line we cross but we don’t know when Once it’s crossed even a freight train won’t pull you back again In the end, not everything is negotiable, hey girl You pack your bag, you make your bed To find hell’s just a place inside your own head Was good to see you, I’ll see you around town, hey girl
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Smoke at the river bend There’s smoke this morning from a fire smoldering, down at the river bend Like life it dissipates, then curls back on itself again There’s a train whistle crying, hear it being carried on the wind Maybe someone’s leaving someone or maybe someone’s coming home again As the smoke rings whirl and curl and dance their way to the stars The years fall away to the time of yellow-moon sunsets, and fire’s by the river bend The purple sky like a Catherine Wheel, twirling stars without end There I saw her like a diamond string being strummed by the wind As a wildflower of softest blue fell in slow motion from her hand As the smoke rings whirled and curled and danced their way to the stars She had such visions, even angels couldn’t find her a place to hide Some nights her words were like silver rails, running clear to the other side Then that winter’s day she bought her ticket and took that ride Now the night sky moon, her other lover; she’s resting by his side And the smoke rings whirl and curl and dance their way to the stars Some try to weigh the smoke but all your philosophies can’t measure these affairs Life promises nothing but a dice to roll and the chance to breath the air We stumble through this landscape grieving with just a bed-roll and a prayer To find that grief’s just an illusion, it doesn’t lead us anywhere As the smoke rings whirl and curl and dance their way to the stars Let compassion stand guard, by each and every door Act with forgiveness, as your dreams roll and tumble ‘cross the floor It’s not that it’s just illusion, the illusion’s also that there is nothing more Let the fire speak its language and may your spirit be ever poor As the smoke rings whirl and curl and dance their way to the stars
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Blue eyed boys A blue-eyed boy in a blue-eyed town He had a blue-eyed smile to bring the whole house down Go to a party where there’s women and wine Have himself one hell of a blue-eyed time That blue-eyed boy left his blue-eyed town Thought he’d do a little, bummin’ around On the blue-eyed roads under blue-eyed skies Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder why Under a blue-eyed sun and a blue-eyed moon He picked a little guitar played those blue-eyed tunes He was a rockin’, rollin’ country man Doin’ the best a blue-eyed boy can That blue-eyed boy met a blue-eyed girl They commenced to travel ‘round the blue-eyed world On the blue-eyed roads under blue-eyed skies Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder why That blue-eyed girl she had a blue-eyed son He played a little guitar had some blue-eyed fun Had some good licks and kept real good time But everyone knew he walked the blue-eyed line That blue-eyed boy left his blue-eyed town Thought he’d do a little, bummin’ around On the blue-eyed roads under blue-eyed skies Sometimes he couldn’t help but wonder why
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North Western Country Dance Floor She said memories come scraping cross my rusty mind Had my dreams full ahead now they’re just trouble behind I’ve got me a lifetime of almost being good Doing things like I almost should Falling into love with dark-eyed handsome men Dancing in circles till it all starts hurting again How many times can the music end With a broken heart your only friend If I’d stayed in that north-west country town Maybe I’d own me a pretty wedding gown With pearls round the neck and some real fine lace An’ a table with photos where I’d make up my face Instead of trading my heart with these dark eyed men Dancing in circles so it all starts hurting again How many times can the music end With a broken heart your only friend And is the moon still rising, in that north western sky Do the stars still shine out, to burn your eyes Are mothers still singing, their lullaby’s And are lovers still whispering, their slow goodbyes She said I’ve learnt not to think too much past tomorrow What you don’t expect can’t bring you sorrow You can’t see too far through a smoky haze Seems I’m rolling the dice somehow better these days So buy me a drink, be my dark eyed handsome man We’ll dance here in circles till it all starts hurting again Tell me how many times can the music end With a broken heart your only friend Well we danced that dance through the smoky night I held her close, she held me tight As the music faded to a north west country dance floor We danced her dance yet once more She danced with him, the dark eyed handsome man Dancing in circles we were hurting again How many times can the music end With a broken heart your only friend
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You’re going to get through I know it’s hard But you’re going to get through Wouldn’t be no rock and roll darling If it weren’t for the blues Wouldn’t be no direction home If there weren’t wrong turns Wouldn’t be nothin’ If there was nothin’ to learn I know it’s hard But trust your heart Wouldn’t be no sunrise darling If there weren’t light and dark Wouldn’t be no future If there weren’t no past I know it’s hard But you’re gonna get through Let the clouds roll on Do what they have to do Fate plays its games But loves the referee Just watch it all go by In your heart, you’re free I know it’s hard But trust your heart Wouldn’t be no sunrise darling If there weren’t light and dark Wouldn’t be no future If there weren’t no past

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Songs about country town life, The Tibetan Book of the Dead, Blue Eyed Boys under Blue Eyed Skies and more. Strange events, broken-hearts, mystical moments and Smoke at the River Bend.

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released May 8, 2019

All songs were written by Spike Flynn

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Spike Flynn Sydney, Australia

From a review of Spike's previous CD -
"Just this Side of Here is an album that restores your faith in ‘one man, one guitar’ sets, and shows that the best of them – and this is one of those – still have much to say and much worth hearing."
Jeremy Searle, Americana UK.

Spike grew up in a small country town in the Central West of New South Wales, Australia and his songs often reflect this theme .
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