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After the Storm

by Tim Moore

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1.
I am the branches bending when the cold wind blows I am the winter sun when you’re feeling low I’m water in the well, I’m mud on your feet I am a plastic bag blowing down an empty street And out on the highest hill I’m a voice in the fog Yeah I am the spirit of the spirit of a dog And I’m so far from home though I’ve never left Yeah I’m one of a kind just like all of the rest But after the storm I’ll be gone Because we are hollowed out and our hearts are sore From having too much and then asking for more But it’s so hard to remember what it’s all about When you are the edge of a fire that is burning out But we are the wild weather, we’re birds above the trees We are rocks in the river and leaves in the breeze We are sunshine lighting up the darkest clouds We are two hearts beating when the thunder’s too loud And after the storm I’ll be gone But if you’re singing the saddest songs Well I’ll sing along
2.
Home 04:05
When we wake up from the dream we’re free We’ll leave this place with everything we need Nothing on our backs and nothing on our feet Nothing in our minds but an idea and a seed In between the dawn light and the tops of the trees In between the low hills and the edge of the sea Around a fire there’s you and me Warming our hands and the backs of our knees Singing oh yeah, this is how we find it But oh no, it’s nothing like we thought that it would be And oh, this is how we find home We’ll meet beautiful creatures who have been cast out on their own Their faces and their voices might be nothing like our own We might not understand them but we’ll feel it in our bones That we’re searching for the same place We’re searching for home Singing oh yeah, this is how we find it But oh no, it’s nothing like we thought that it would be And oh, this is how we find home When our memories are fading and breathing is slow They’ll take us down to where that bright river flows We’ll hear our hearts beating, we’ll hear a wild wind blow When it’s calling our names love, that’s how we’ll know That oh yeah, this is how we find it But oh no, it’s nothing like we thought that it would be And oh, this is how we find home
3.
The sun is almost gone And the stars are coming out inside my mind I am nearly home And I am not the last one of my kind Because we read all the signs But in the end we found it on our own We knew we had arrived When our hearts were full and our minds were blown So breathe in now And let me go Then hold it out In that ancient flow Nothing stays the same But nothing really ever changes at all But the faces and the names And the space between the first step and the fall And there’s a dream inside our silence And there are trees along the narrow winding road That leads us out of here And so far away from everything we know But I know your voice And I know your ghost And it’s not time That we need the most So breathe in now And let me go Then hold it out In that ancient flow As the night rolls in You won’t see me turn my back and run Though the body bleeds This spirit believes that a light will come And we know it’s buried deep And it’s covered in the darkness of our soul Yeah it’s buried like a seed That just has to die before it grows So breathe in now And let me go Then hold it out In that ancient flow
4.
Well it’s bright like the stars in the desert And subtle as a change in the wind It’s sweet like the words of a saviour, And heavy as the weight of our sin Because the sky was like an old dream that I Just couldn’t wake up from You were the words to a forgotten song That I lost in the eye of the storm But I can feel it coming back now slow and strong When the truth is we are right where we belong So we buried our plans in the dry ground With the songs we could no longer sing We didn’t know they would seep down Into the river under everything Because the sky was a wide, wide ocean And our hopes were just drops in a sea I was a boat in a harbour And you were two hands cutting me free And we can feel it coming back now slow and strong When the truth is we are right where we belong Well it’s that knowing look, it’s a kiss on the mouth It’s two hands on the small of your back It’s warm skin when it’s cold outside, It’s the last two cigarettes in the pack Because the sky was a field where I was chest deep until The clouds covered over the moon You were fingertips on my two lips Saying I am going to see you soon And we can feel it coming back now slow and strong When the truth is we are right where we belong Yeah we can feel it coming back slow and strong When the truth is we are right where we belong
5.
Or the last message on our phone? Or are we all of the thoughts that fill up our heads when we are alone? Are we all that we buy? Or are we the price that we pay? Or are we the sum of all of the stupid mistakes we know we have made? Because our cruel happiness And our cardboard love and trust Well it’s pulled her from our fingertips And turned us into dust Are we our quiet sighs? Or all the shit that we post online? Or are we all we said after too much of that wine? Are we a light in the street? Or are we a voice in the dark? Or are we the desert squeezed into our brother’s heart? Because our cruel happiness And our cardboard love and trust Well it’s pulled her from our fingertips And turned us into dust But the pieces of you they fall from the roof Like leaves in the wind blowing out of the depths of my heart When we set our spirits loose in the yard Now they’re calling to us, and the faraway stars Saying we’re here, we’re free and we are waking up And I know that she lives in a place that we never go And she speaks in a language that we don’t know So are we the space in between growing up and growing old Are we the face of the stranger lost out in the cold? Are we the years going by? Or are we what we leave behind? Or are we all of the beautiful things that we find? But the pieces of you they fall from the roof Like leaves in the wind blowing Out of the depths of my heart When we set our spirits loose in the yard Now they’re calling to us, and the faraway stars Saying we’re here, we’re free and we are waking up
6.
Well it looks like the love we lost But it feels like the one we found It’s clouds painted on the inside of our lungs It’s like water coming out of the ground Because the trees were shaking in the valley With a wind that shook us in our sleep In a dream we watched our children walk Into a river running wide and deep So stir up the dust and light up the dark With the fire in our minds And with our two hands we will build it again With the pieces that we find And we were sheltering under a circle of stones When our buildings fell into the sea We filled an empty jar with a thunderstorm I drank to you and you drank to me We drank to hard work and belief And the sunlight on our teeth And the hope that our hope never dies But that western horizon was carving a line on The surface of our eyes So stir up the dust and light up the dark With the fire in our minds And with our two hands we’ll build it again With the pieces that we find And we’ll know by our love and the smell on our clothes And that light coming out of our skin That nobody knows where we’re going But everyone knows where we’ve been
7.
Well the morning creeps into your room And it lights up your face like sunshine on the moon But when you go out something goes out inside of you So what are we going to do If we don’t find somewhere to curl up underneath the words That fill the spaces in between our mouths and our minds And we’ll breathe in the whole ocean Until the fishes are swimming inside our chests And tonight we’re going to find out What happened to all of the rest And the starlight will shine the backs of our hands As we bury our feet in the cold, cold sand Until we find somewhere to curl up underneath the words That fill the spaces in between our mouths and our minds Because I don’t just believe, oh no I know That there will be a light again in everyone’s eyes And the roads that lead us back from here -they’re all closed And the boats that are down at the pier – they don’t float So the only way for us to go is along the edge Of the water and the land Of everything thing we do and don’t understand About the darkness and the dawn And the sunlight and the storm And whether we’re together or alone We can fill our lungs with the wild winds of home Until our dreaming - it’s like breathing And we can feel our hard hearts beating Like the tumbling sea against the stones And this is how we find somewhere to curl up Underneath the words That fill the spaces in between our mouths and our minds Because I don’t just believe, oh no I know That there will be a light again in everyone’s eyes
8.
I can feel the edges of your fear That the truth you know is just a ghost Just the passing smoke of a fire That wouldn’t light the damp grass That your head is bent over And our heads are bent over Look how far we’ve come Look how far we’ve come Through the years and years Of hail and sunshine in the dark And it feels like warm blood running in your arms And your body moving sideways Through the traffic and suburbia See the horizontal light On the backs of tiny little screens That our heads are bent over Yeah our heads are bent over Look how far we’ve come Look how far we’ve come And is this the end, or is it the beginning Of a world that none of us really want to live in? Is it the outside caving in? Or the whole system giving sight to the blind? Is this the darkness of a tunnel or a mine? Because our heads are bent over Yeah our heads are bent over See our heads bent over... Look how far we’ve come Can we hold on Long enough to see The meaning in everything?
9.
This Land 05:27
When we first met I was covered In the hills of my home But I was hiding All my dark clouds On the inside of my bones Because this black dog it Followed my father And follow his father before him But I thought that I could be different And I wouldn’t have To let the bastard in Now these pieces they don’t seem to fit But I hope that we can hold them Hold them in our hands And if this curse lifts I will be like sunlight Shining on your garden Filling up this land When we started You were brighter Than our flowers in the spring Now in your eyes all I see is winter as we wait For them to buzz you in Because you’re so tired And I’m so tired And our little boy Just stares out at the trees Because the man that I’ve become Is so far away From the one I meant to be Now these pieces they don’t seem to fit But I hope that we can hold them Hold them in our hands And if this curse lifts I will be like sunlight Shining on your garden Filling up this land And my heart sinks Because my mind thinks that I I know why you’ve come But you smile and say that I’m still your lover babe and I’m still the father of our son So we hold our hope out like a light That flickers in the dark When the wind is blowing strong Because all that any of us want Is to find our own heart And a place where we belong Though these pieces they don’t seem to fit I know that we can hold them Hold them in our hands And when this curse lifts I will be like sunlight Shining in your garden Filling up this land
10.
What We Love 04:00
There are no ghosts under the table But there’s a spare key in the door There are curtains on the windows But we’ve forgotten what they’re for There’s light on our backs And nothing on the walls But a shelf full of books About a long forgotten war And there’s a boat just off the coast That belonged to a good man Who said he only felt free When he lost sight of the land Now he’s a fire on the beach And he’s a black dog in our dreams He’s the poem in our pockets That’s not as sad as it seems It says hold the things you love With both of your hands And hold the things you don’t Until you understand I was chest deep in the Tasman On the night you went away I was still just trying to figure out What to sing and what to say Because I couldn’t feel it In your cold hands But I could see it in your eyes You asking what are you going to do With your one wild and precious life? Because you’ve got to hold the things you love With both of your hands And hold the things you don’t Until you understand And oh this house was Never built to last much Longer than a year It’s just the sunshine In the springtime It’s just the shedding of a tear Three more days and the sun will come up There’ll be bread in our bellies And there’ll be wine in our cup Three more nights and we’ll be tired no more And together we’ll all push that boat Off of this rocky shore And we’ll holding what we love With both of our hands We’ll no longer hate anything at all Because we’ll understand And for the first time that dawn light Will warm up our skin As we lose sight of the land
11.
Doing Well 04:29
Once I was a dreamer Once I was a drone Once I thought I could do this on my own Now there’s a secret that I never keep And a truth I never tell But I’m living like I mean it And I think I’m doing well Because I’ve had a fire in my lungs I’ve had my back against the wall I’ve had reasons for having no reason at all Now I light cigarettes out in the wind Just to remember the smell It’s been ten years now since I blew it out And I think I’m doing well There were times I should have held on Times I should have let it go But there were more times that I really didn’t know Now there’s so much that I can’t buy But there’s more that I won’t sell Because my heart has found a hand to hold And I think I’m doing well And I’ve lost count of the people I’ve lost And the ones that I have found But learned that it’s love That makes this mad place go around It’s in the faces of my little boys It’s in the eyes of my little girl And if we’ve only got each other Then I think we’re doing well

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released June 16, 2016

Tim Moore - Vocals, guitars, resonator, mandolin, electric bass, upright bass, percussion

Jase Shepherd - Electric guitars, resonator

Natsuki Kurai - Harmonica

Brett Taylor - Cello, drums, electric guitar

Josh Spier - Piano

Maggie Rutjens & Stacey Lamb - Vocal harmonies

Special thanks to Josh Spier, Jase Shepherd, Maggie Rutjens, Natsuki Kurai, Stacey Lamb, Joey Fagan, Will Keyte, Phil Zylstra, Sharni Honor, Ross McHenry, Gordon Andersen, Emma Coyle and everyone at Music SA, Jennie Lenman and everyone at Radio Adelaide, George and the Grace Emily, Ria Loof and everyone at the Wheatsheaf, Bron and Laurie Moore, Nick Brz, Sam, Liam and Skye Taylor, Brett Taylor for the enormous amount of work and creativity you have poured into this project, Liv Moore your love, support and creative ideas mean more than you know, Lucy, Finn and Arlo for being total winners, special thanks to everyone who has come along to shows, and been so supportive and encouraging of what I do.

Recorded, produced and mastered by Brett Taylor at Pilgrim Arts in the Adelaide Hills, South Australia.

Cover photo by Phil Zylstra, Kosciuszko National Park Cover layout and design by Nick Brz

All words and music by Tim Moore

This album was partly funded and supported by Arts SA

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‘Australia has a healthy number of musicians exploring the sounds of folk music so it's impressive when one comes along that really stands out. Tim's voice is like cut marble - it's aesthetically impressive but it also carries a hefty weight with it - and Tim uses that voice masterfully.’ Dave Ruby Howe, Music Director - Triple J Unearthed
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