Wilson Street

by Albert Salt

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about

This album was written and recorded at Wilson Street, South Yarra over a period of 18 months.

credits

released December 5, 2015

Music - Albert Salt
Lyrics - Patrick Dower
Artwork - Jacob Vuk
Guitar - Yano Newman

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Track Name: Shade Your Eyes
Could you melt
Stained glass windows
To bond those
Faith
Laden dreams
You once saw me
Decompose?

You
Were fine
With killing time
(but) I am not
That kind of guy
I
Have learned
To read the signs
Shade your eyes
And your mind
So I can take what’s mine

But I’m not sure I’ve ever seen
A room spin out and land between
The space we made so you could see
Just how much you mean to me
I’ve written you a helpless plea
To leave addressed to family
A tender, heartfelt call to ease
Just how much you mean to me
Of all the people you could please
Each to differing degrees
You can silently appease
Just how much you mean to me
If I find you are twisting lead
Hanging rope or planning deeds
I’ll make sure the world believes
Just how much you mean to me


You
Were fine
With killing time
(but) I am not
That kind of guy
I
Have learned
To read the signs
Shade your eyes
And your mind
So I can take what’s mine

You
Were fine
With killing time
(but) I am not
That kind of guy
I
Have learned
To read the signs
Shade your eyes
And your mind
So I can take what’s mine
Track Name: Life
New
Airborne soul.
Beautiful
And not that old.
For them,
An ill-held, wounded eye
That, Far from home,
Feels their hue and cry

Life is me
Life is here
But when
You can’t hear
I just see
The scream
Life would seem
Much less unseen
My girl,
If you would plead
To miss that scene with me

They
Read what he had penned
A vain attempt to
Understand this end.
He wrote,
‘Preach hope to my friends.
And when hope fades, just preach hope again.’


Chorus

Old
Doubts and hate apart
She can’t
Trust them not to start
But how,
When she always denies,
Can she stand re-living it through her eyes?

My friends,
What you need to know -
My friends,
Life is a penultimate show
My friends,
I skipped my curtain call
Because
I had found a frame where the shade obscured my fall

Let go
Let go
Let them all go (repeated)

Life is me
Life is here
But when
You can’t hear
I just see
The scream
Life would seem
Much less unseen
My girl,
If you would plead
To miss that scene with me Life is me

Life is here
But when
You can’t hear
I just see
The scream
Life would seem
Much less unseen
My girl,
If you would plead
To miss that scene with me
Track Name: Tribe
That faun has no
Belief
In fear
Or fair

He shows the world
But as
The world
Then lingers
There

He knows you’ve got
More to show
But don’t
And won’t for now

He meets the head raising glare
You won’t
Allow

If you
Could hold
That world
But as
A wrong

Would it remove
The cold
Belief
You’ve worn
For so long?

Bridge
Since
He
Made up for what you’d ruined then
For the chance to live again

You’ve
Been
A far from faultless perfect pair
Always near, but never there

That man can hold
His grief
In place
Of care

He knows the girl
Can’t ask
The world
To hear
Despair

He makes it out
As too late
But twists it
To fate

He makes the head raising pair
You can’t
Escape

That boy would share
The pain
You’d hoped
To bear

All just to kiss
The girl
Who led
Him there

You found the man
At the gate,
And asked, were you
Too late?

His words echoed no sound
To end
Your wait.
Track Name: Your Own Way Home
You
Leave on your own
To ramble,
Stagger and roam
Your way home

Scenes
Blurred
For me
Seizing your straws,
Shading your flawed
teens

I could barely picture you
Seeing beauty in a view
Arranging your breath
Catching what’s left
To get through

If I’d bought a drink or two
Would you let me walk while you

Stagger
And roam
Your way home


You’d spare a light and share the night
So you weren’t left alone
Then dull the flame and end the game
To find your own way home

With
Something to say
You amble,
Gather your own
Thoughts and blow

Taking my shirt by the seams
Tearing through me with your screams
With each musty breath
Thrashing what’s left
Of my dreams

You’d spare a light and share the night
So you weren’t left alone
Then dull the flame and end the game
To find your own way home

You’d spare a light and share the night
So you weren’t left alone
Then dull the flame and end the game
To find your own way home