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Out of Sight, Out of Mind

by Oscar Lush

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Nick Green But we lost Jenny down by the water, it was near the shoreline hotel and we searched out there in the darkness but all we found was ourselves- a Jason Molina moment Favorite track: Miranda's Birds.
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Travis Button Thanks to my brother Matty (watermusic.bandcamp.com) for sending along this little gem. Really loving the sound of Oscar, it's so genuine and the production is the perfect fit for his voice and sound. Favorite track: Nightmare Song.
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1.
There's a nightmare in the hour, there's a tangle in the weeds. You can hear them singing softly outside of Canfield Green There are soldiers in the garden, something's burnin' on the wind As the night watchmen, they gather up to hunt your sons again. Put a finger to the trigger, put a young man on the run. He ain't sure where it's all headin, but he knows where it begun. In the graveyard mothers gather round, all burying their sons. How can you walk a free free man knowing what you've done? And far away the trumpets play 'We Shall Overcome' As a light blown out too early casts doubt on what is done. There's a man who decides that young boys life is worth less than his own. There's a guilty man with blood on his hands and a debt he'll always owe. There's a body in the jailhouse, there are voices through the trees Left to die in isolation. A young boy, not even seventeen. As the ones who serve to protect us beat that young boy then watched him die How can you say there's nothing wrong and look me in the eye? There's a mother now without her baby, there's no husband for his wife. There's a man thrown down on a busy street, and he's begging for his life. There's a hard white hand wrapped around his throat, like a murderers so tight. Help me please, I cannot breath, he cries in broad daylight. Help me please, I cannot breath, right before they took his life Help me please, I cannot breath, do you know just what that's like?
2.
Now where do I start? Where do I begin? With the crying of a poisoned mind out on a wicked wind? In an old hotel room with the light bulb swinging low. Down in that western hour where all good things get old Where the night it gets so low. And you're ready to go home. Where the lives they're burning out far too fast And the moments we live for never last. There's a needle in the drainpipe, needle in the arm. There's a world up in a bottle, I hope you never know. Where the young are always hungry, where the young they seem so old. Weighed down in hours that never end by hearts of heavy gold. Where the night it gets so low. And you're ready to go home. Where the lives they're burning out far too fast And the moments we live for never last. No, the moments we live for never last.
3.
O'The Fire 04:49
When it came for us we were all asleep. My young brother Joseph was havin' a dream. And my mother was resting, a long day gone. When she woke in the night, thinking she'd fall. And the room was dark, you couldn't see nowhere. There was smoke in the hallway, smoke on the stairs. And a great bright light, like no other pain. Was it god or the devil calling my name? But oh the fire, how it raged so long. Oh the fire, well it took it all. And Aunt Mary was sleeping in the room upstairs. And she never woke, from one world to the next. I hope she was quick, I hope she was calm. Don't leave me to suffer, lord do me no harm. But oh the fire, how it raged so long. Oh the fire, well it took it all. And my father was out, he was working all night. Driving strangers home by crescent moonlight. By the time he arrived, well all good was done. In the blink of an eye all you love is gone. But oh the fire, how it raged so long. Oh the fire, it took it all. And you can hear my mother out in the street Where are my children? Take them to me Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. They're in a better place now, believe this I must. But oh the fire, how it raged so long. And oh the fire, well it took it all.
4.
Well I've taken that train, I've ridden that line Far too many times to count in my mind. And I've passed those empty stations Now left out there in the cold. And I've passed those places they couldn't afford To hold up anymore. And I'll miss those early morning ghosts Who ain't asked to go there anymore. So they turn to drinking and hoping to die, Hoping god forgives them when they finally arrive. But there ain't nothing forgiving bout living nine to five, Don't take a man who's seen the world to know it is a lie. Cause you know someday we're gonna die. Don't make me wanna leave before that day arrives. And I'm worried when I go Won't be nothing of this world for me to leave behind. For my daughter and my son, But a bullet in a broken gun. While the darkest hearts that turn the wheel turn down the setting sun. With the warm and depthless ocean now filling up with blood. We'll set fire to this world and we'll never blink an eye Just to leave our TVs on, run our cars another mile. So we'll build another shopping mall, another parking lot Before this city overflows, then fill another one. And we'll spend our lives with strangers just to die alone, Raise a child without a heart in a home without a home. Cause you know sometime we're gonna die. Don't make me wanna leave before that day arrives. And I'm worried when I go Won't be nothing of this world for me to leave behind. For my daughter and my son, But a bullet in a broken gun. But the shadow of a man on the run. For you know that we've been here before and you know we'll come again. Return to where it all began just to find it is the end. And we'll hang our hearts and hang our minds come the end of the day. And we'll grow too tired to really care when the limelight falls away. Cause you know we're gonna die someday. Don't make me wanna leave before that day comes my way. And I'm worried when I go Won't be nothing of this world for me to leave in my wake. For my daughter and my son. But a bullet in a broken gun. But the shadow of a man on the run. With the feeling in their hearts That there's nothing can be done.
5.
You know, bumblebees don't fly, they just drift on the wind. And the pale mountains don't seem so far when you think to way back then. When Miranda's Birds would head out North, then you'd know it was Autumn time. Just before the dawn they'd go catch the wind, casting shadows across the pine. While outside in the street, the machinery sounds. Blue slaves of repetition sing. Dull fire of the night, come wash my dream away. So then Harry got married, and we danced all night, with all that poison in our blood. Someday he'll live in a big old house with three daughters and a son. But I'm not really sure that's the life for me, out where the heart don't sing. I'm the kind that needs to feel it all at once, sorrow's how I'm gettin' free. While outside in the street, the machinery sounds. Blue slaves of repetition sing. Dull fire of the night, come wash my dream away. But then we lost Jenny down by the water, it was near the shoreline hotel. And we looked out there in the darkness, but all we found was ourselves. And she came back in the morning, though she wasn't quite the same. But I guess that's the way things often go. You know people, they gotta change. While outside in the street, the machinery sounds. Blue slaves of recognition sing. Dull fire of the night, won't you wash my dream away?

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released February 1, 2016

Oscar Lush - Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Liam Gough - Drums
Liam Vaughan - Bass
Craig Mattingley - Keys

Recorded over two days with Josh Delaney @ Smooch Records
Mastered by Mikey Young

Artwork by Jane Lush

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Songwriter and composer working and living in Naarm on Bunurong Boon Wurrung and Wurundjeri Woi Wurrung country.

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