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Butterfly Net

by David Hosking

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1.
The Table 04:13
The Table Come on get up in this sleigh Going to see the world today Hold on for all your worth Or you will plummet back down to earth Got a package for the slaves Not exactly what they crave Just enough to keep them quiet And to stop a riot Ho Ho Be satisfied with what you get Ho Ho You ungrateful proletariat Ho Ho Your position is what it is Ho Ho There will not be any changes Tried to give my heart to Jesus But it was slippery and fell He was quite apologetic As we watched it fall to hell I said - your butter fingers cost me An eternity with sheep He said - well that was just analogous It’s your soul I’ll save and keep You’ve got your elbows on the table Your head is in your hands Certainty is circling And it won’t being changing plans The table might look different From where you’re standing in this room This song goes on forever And there’s silence coming soon Dirty proletariat
2.
Close Your Eyes Close your eyes Don’t let the wide wide world get in Just let this kiss begin Close your eyes Never mind that we’re not alone It’s time To give this wish a home Close your eyes Suddenly Helplessly Like falling through the sky Keep holding on It won’t be long Certainly we’ll fly So close your eyes Close your eyes There’s another world within Can we go and look again Close your eyes I didn’t know But must have dreamed that you would be Everything I see With these eyes
3.
Other Little Lies We’ll walk alone again It’s no surprise We might share one Or many many lives In some we really lived In some we slept Some we want back again Or want to forget The sun will shine again Even if you don’t Stay in your little ball Curled up if you want If that’s the only way You can survive For another day Go on then and hide Hope You’ve nothing left Hope Nothing left It’s just a little thing When we rely On another I’m Ok And other little lies Is it a little thing? When we pretend And there’s a bigger sting In the end
4.
Someone Will Catch You Line‘em up Drink‘em down Sing a song Start falling down You’re with friends Someone will catch you But when you’re on your own Stay off your feet The road from there Is far too steep And in the end There’s no one to catch you And when you fall You’ll crash instead Any sense knocked into That head Won’t be recalled When you come to The very pain You tried to kill Dug a hole That’s never filled And in the end You’ll fall into
5.
Butterfly Net I want to laugh the whole way through this song If that’s Ok my Darlins As these words begin to crumble And make no sense at all Will you catch them in your butterfly nets As they tumble Stick them in your pockets And take them home Like snow falls on the mountains Branches drop their leaves Tears roll off my face If I don’t wipe them on my sleeve I don’t expect your butterfly nets To be helpful I guess you’ll need a bucket To get them home You’ve got no one’s attentions Nobody to hold This loneliness invention Is going strong yet it’s so old I said I’d laugh the whole way through this song And all you heard was crying As these words begin to stutter Then make no sound at all Will you catch them in your butterfly nets As they flutter Stick them in your pockets And take them home
6.
I Wish They’d Sing At Night It’s the morning don’t you like it It’s a favour It’s what I wished for you It was a long night you didn’t like it But it’s over And I’m right here with you Don’t rise just shine and stay there Because I am tired to Every time you tossed and turned I watched over you The birds are singing can’t you hear them Through the window They love it when it’s light When it’s dark they think it’s boring So they’re snoring But I wish they’d sing at night And when we couldn’t shut our eyes We’d listen to their song Then every hour wide awake Wouldn’t feel so long
7.
Every Corner Turned There’s a road to Then a door through To the one Who will be waiting Every mile gone Was too long You must be strong Or be breaking Every corner turned turns Towards her Every sign above says Love You could not wish to hold her More than this In this wide world There’s just one girl You are blind To all the others A little further A little closer You will hold her You will be lovers
8.
Maybe 03:26
Maybe Maybe I got stuck on a sentence Or maybe I never had a clue If only I had paid some attention in school I might have learned a way to hide this fool Maybe if I stood a little straighter And listened to my father’s loud commands Instead of hunched in my default defiance I might have turned into his kind of man I used to be a saint now I’m a sinner Life’s a little easier these days You can still say grace before our dinner I’ll just sit and listen as you pray Maybe there’s a point or there isn’t Or maybe is just a word that wastes the day Maybe-ologies and maybe-isms Maybe they just get in the way Maybe there’s a point but if there isn’t And all the great ideas are laid to waste Every answered question no matter how much truth Maybe we’ll be always lost in space
9.
Numbers 07:49
Numbers Standing on the main road Sydney’s at its end It will only take ten hours Now they’ve straightened all the bends But I’m only around the corner From where I need to be Waiting in the shadows For this rain to ease There are many people moving In the corner of my eye They’ve umbrellas and they’ve ponchos So they’ll be staying dry But I was never one for planning So I’m staying put Until the elements have squandered The chance’s that they took But the night is getting older The rain has settled in I feel it getting colder As it slams into my skin I’ll be here forever Counting on a break But counting on this weather Is a chance I shall not take So I step out from the shadows Hoping for a ride I’m only there a second And I’m pleasantly surprised I say I’m bound for Sydney And I have the cash To take me to the moon and on As long as you don’t crash He says I’m just a taxi Not built for astral streets But I’ll take you anywhere you wish Now you’re sitting in that seat I say I’m just a joker Your temporary load You won’t be making much from me I’m only up the road He says then tell a story I’ll count it as a tip I’ve worked too many hours tonight You will be my final trip If you’ve anything worth hearing To add to what you’ll pay I’ll consider you the customer Who didn’t waste my day I say I’m sorry I’ve only money My stories are all spent They’re just written down soliloquies That never paid the rent I should have kept them to myself And that’s just what I’ll do You’re better off just driving and I’ll listen to you So the taxi driver tells me Numbers are his game I count the numbers on the meter He the letters in my name Now what about the date And the year of your birth And what’s your occupation Here on earth I say my mother called just yesterday She remembers everyone I thought he’d wish me happy birthday But continued on Please explain the work you do And how long you've been there I say nothing like I dreamed I would And too many years to care Now what about your brothers You said there’s only three I’m having trouble with these numbers They beg to disagree Well yes there was another Count him if you must Ashes to ashes Dust to dust I thought he’d say that he was sorry For discovering this loss But he just turned the final corner And switched the meter off The fare I’d pay was frozen I looked to see how much He said well I guess that he was chosen Or his number just came up He calculated figures And this is what he got You’re supposed to earn you living from singing But you’re not I don’t understand it’s worked before Something must be wrong You sure you got your birthday right You should be singing songs He pulls up to my driveway Still trying to work it out There must be something you’re not telling me Without a doubt Numbers unlock mysteries And that’s what you remain I said and you’re still driving taxis It’s a little bit the same
10.
Won’t Be Long The letter and the flower Were swinging from her hands Like broken wings on a broken bird Who couldn’t reach the land Falling through the smoky sky Still singing as she fell The gathered could hear the song From where it came they couldn’t tell Why the faces so long? Don’t you know where I’m from? There’s a place you will love again Won’t be long Won’t be long Like footsteps in the darkness Are drowned out by the band The crashing waves remind us There’d been footprints in the sand And a thousand conversations Maybe more Float across the ocean Until they reach another shore The letter and the flower Roll up on the beach Back and forth with each little wave In a separate bottle each Somehow still together Halfway ‘round the world All that’s left of what was once A message from a girl

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Again this Australian singer songwriter takes a different road. Here a string quartet, beautifully scored by Michael Keeney, swells around the songs adding only what the song asks for. Album opener “The Table” though, will scare your neighbours cat off your front lawn.

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released February 23, 2017

BUTTERFLY NET


David Hosking - Acoustic and Electric Guitars, Vocals
Paul “Hammy” Hamilton - Drums, Percussion, Guitar, Backing Vocals
Colm McClean - Electric Guitars, Pedal Steel
Gareth Hughes - Electric and Upright Bass
Bruce Haymes – Piano
Steve Kinrade - French Horn
Sarah Liversidge - Backing Vocals
Strings - Arco String Quartet

String arrangements by Michael Keeney

Recording Engineers - Paul “Hammy” Hamilton at Hill House Studio N Ireland and Number 29 Melbourne Australia
Craig Pilkington at Audrey Studios Melbourne - assisted by Heath Mackaay

Mixed by Michael Keeney at Abbey St Studio N Ireland except “Maybe”, mixed by Paul “Hammy” Hamilton at Hill House Studio N Ireland
Mastered by Michael Keeney at Abbey St Studio, N Ireland
Art by Michael Lelliot


All songs David Hosking 2017©

Produced by Paul “Hammy” Hamilton

In memory of
Mira
Steve Kinrade.

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