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Lost Servo
04:46
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LOST SERVO (2017/2019)
I’d been on the road for hours
when, down the barrel of those lines,
I began to see these flickers
that sent a chill all down my spine.
I’d heard tales from old truckers
how this place could just appear,
out of nowhere on a highway
and draw you in its sphere.
Oh, the air was full of neon
with colours all aglow.
And if I wasn’t dreaming,
I’d found the lost servo.
The waitress took my order,
And, while she wrote it on a pad,
it appeared right on the table,
and was the best I’d ever had.
God knows how long it was
I lingered in the spell.
But how long is a piece of string?
How deep is that well?
Oh, the hours curl like vapour
when you’ve nowhere else to go.
And if I wasn’t dreaming,
I’d found the lost servo.
And, in a trance,
I watched as loved ones
that I’d lost so long ago
criss-crossed the floor before me,
a-swinging to and fro’
...Oh-oh-oh oooo...
And I held again the kindly hand,
my father’s sturdy one.
And the gentle face of my mother
that never shone upon my sons.
oh, hold me in the knowing,
all these parts that need to grow.
I knew I wasn’t dreaming.
I’d found - the lost servo.
And, turning on the open road,
my knuckles turning white,
and my senses in hyper drive,
no longer sure of what was right.
And I couldn’t shake the question,
‘What was this place I’d seen,
that filled me with desire,
pumpin’ dreams not gasoline?’
Oh, drifting in the shadows
of what I do and do not know,
I knew I wasn’t dreaming.
I’d found - the lost servo.
And in a trance,
I watched as loved ones
that I’d lost so long ago
criss-crossed the floor before me,
a-swinging to and fro’;
a-swinging to and fro’.
I’d found the lost servo.
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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2. |
You Brought the Sun
03:05
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YOU BROUGHT THE SUN (2017/2019)
Well, lonely is my second name
And broken is the road
Half-baked notions in a caravan’s
- a dream in any brogue.
Now, lovin's mostly easy
It's the livin’ that gets hard
An’ running seems the answer
When the voices leave you scarred.
I wasn’t looking for a miracle
not even for a home
just a’tumblin’ and a’tumblin’
which ever way she roll'd
You brought the sun that morning
into my foggy room
held it in a tea cup
And served it with a spoon. Yeah
They say I lost my bearin’s
When the desert took hold
where the soul has its longin’
'nd the nights are long and cold.
You stumbled on that broken road
You found a song behind my eyes
You played it on some old guitar
You made it ring across the skies
You brought the sun that morning
into my foggy room
held it in a tea cup
And ya served it with a spoon
Yeah, you stumbled on that broken road
found a song behind my eyes
And played it on some old guitar
You made it ring across the skies
You brought the sun that morning
into my foggy room
held it in a tea cup
And served it with a spoon
You brought the sun that morning…
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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3. |
Balloon Man
03:11
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BALLOON MAN (2021)
Balloon man
All your coloured balloons
Play our tunes an’ lift our eyes
Coloured balloons
Aching memories
Distant loves in the palm of his hand
Balloon man
Whispers with tenderness
Seethes, gnarls and coils
Coloured balloons
Tell us a story
Help us forget all the grey
Balloon man holds our dreams
Balloon man lifts our eyes
Take me sailing through the skies
Take me sailing from these lies
Balloon man set me free!
Balloon man
Down by the river
Keeps his rainbows there
Coloured balloons
ask no questions
Floating mysteries on the end of a string
Balloon man
All your coloured balloons
Play our tunes An lift our eyes
Balloon man
Holds his lines
tethered in one hand by the one at the end
Balloon man holds our dreams
Balloon man lifts our eyes
Take me sailing through the skies
Take me sailing from these lies
Balloon man set me free!
Well, take me sailing through the skies
Take me sailing from these lies
Balloon man set me free!
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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4. |
Goin' Back (Dora's Song)
04:00
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GOIN' BACK (2001/2019)
Goin’ back, spirit risin’,
River callin’, spirit risin’
Song is singin’, and spirit risin’.
Goin’ back home.
Young brown eyes in the sun
face a light that’s burnin’.
Red dust flies behind the wheels
across the camp you’re leavin’,
Ohhh, you’re leavin’.
Goin’ back, spirit risin’,
River callin’, spirit risin’
Song is singin’, and spirit risin’.
Goin’ back home.
Kept the truth deep in your heart.
A pain that kept on hurtin’.
Held your head above the whispers
saved yours from being taken,
Yeah, from being taken.
Goin’ back, spirit risin’,
River callin’, spirit risin’
Song is singin’, and spirit risin’.
Goin’ back home.
One day, I'm gonna go back there.
You know, back to my family;
An’ back to the river;
back to my country.
Yes. I'm goin’ back home.
It’s now time to dream again,
along your ageless winding river.
The desert winds will sing your story:
A silent song that’s deafenin’
Oh, it's deafenin’.
I’m goin’ back, spirit risin’,
River callin’, spirit risin’.
Song is singin’, an’ spirit risin’.
Goin’ back, goin’ back.
I’m goin’ back, spirit risin’,
River callin’, spirit risin’
The song is singin’, and spirit risin’.
I'm goin’ back - home.
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon ©
Music - Charles Jenkins / Greg Mackinnon ©
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5. |
It Never Crossed My Mind
05:04
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iT NEVER CROSSED MY MIND (2019)
I saw you out there
you offered me some company
a kindly gesture on your part
I was too busy chasing rainbows
to see the ones deep in your eyes
it would have been easy enough
to spend some moments in a dream
but you know, it never crossed my mind
It never crossed my mind
I saw you out there
you always seemed so easy
I didn’t see you falter at the gate
you always seemed so self-assured
while I was always in a mess
it would have been easy enough
to stand a little closer to you
but you know, it never crossed my mind
It never crossed my mind
seconds fall like cinders drifting from our view
what was once warm in our hands
disappears beyond the blue
I saw you out there
I thought that you were floating
I thought I’d kinda like that, too
it didn’t occur to me you were in trouble
how hard it was to keep afloat
it would have been easy enough
to wade out there and offer a hand
but you know, it never crossed my mind
It never crossed my mind
seconds fall like cinders drifting from our view
what was once warm in our hands
disappears beyond the blue
it didn’t occur to me you were in trouble
how hard it was to keep afloat
it would have been easy enough
to wade out there and offer a hand
It never crossed my mind
It never crossed my mind
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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6. |
When the Love is Gone
04:01
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WHEN THE LOVE IS GONE (2021)
Sometimes, when the love is gone
Whoa, sometimes, There ain’t no coming back
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
People think that love’s a pretty thing
Dress it all in fine-er-y, with Ever in a ring
Brighter than the sun
And softer than the moon
And wilder than the wind
But sometimes, when the love is gone
Sometimes, there ain’t no coming back
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
Ohh, in the morning, love can fly, an’ leave you all alone
Hollow and hurtin’, and chilled to the bone
Harder than the sun
And darker than the moon
And wlder than the wind
Yeah, sometimes, when the love is gone
Oh, sometimes, there ain’t no comin back
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
No use pretending, it only hurts ya more
‘Cos like a raging wildfire, it burns you to the core
Hotter than the sun
And harsher than the moon
And wilder than the wind
Yeah, sometimes, when the love is gone
Oh, sometimes, there ain’t no comin back
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
when the love is gone
Oo-oo-oo
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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7. |
Disaster
03:01
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DISASTER (2021)
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
D is for dancin' on the dining room table,
I's the incision the broken bottle made,
S is for stupid, I needn't say more.
A's the ambulance arrivin' at our door.
S is for stitches and spewin' on the nurse.
T for tirade of vexes you cursed.
E for the exit nearly sober again
R's the record that gets stuck on regret.
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
D for dares and the constant disgrace
I for the insults thrown in our face.
S is for sorry, it was never enough.
A's the attraction, that fatal kinda stuff.
S for the sessions, the staggers, and swills,
T's for the tantrums, the tricks, and the pills.
E for the excuses, ev'ry maudlin threat
And R's the record always stuck on regret.
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
You and me, you and me,
was always gonna spell 'disaster'
D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R
D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R
D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R
D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Disaster!
Oh, oh, oh, oh....
Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
℗ & © Bones Mackinnon BM01. All rights reserved. Made in Australia
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8. |
Tell Me Baby
02:44
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TELL ME BABY (2020)
Oh, tell me baby, tell me true
what was it like for the child in you x 2
Did they treat you good And treat you right
Did ya sit and watch the moon at night
Did they spin a story And listen too
Did you dance and sing the whole day through
Oh, tell me baby, tell me true
what was it like for the child in you x 2
Did they hold your hand when you felt small
Did you ever feel ten feet tall
Did they dream with you And count the cars
Did you have a chance to count the stars
Oh I wonder what lead us to the brink
Cos when I look at us, I start to think. Yeah
Oh, tell me baby, tell me true
what it was like for the child in you x 2
Did they treat ya right Did they treat ya good
Did they treat ya like they oughta should
Did they sit with you And help you fly
Did ya see the miracles in the sky
Oh, I wonder what lead us to the brink
Cos when I look at us, I start to think
Oh, tell me baby, tell me true
what it was like for the child in you x 2
what it was like for the child in you
what it was like for the child in you
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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9. |
I Close My Eyes
03:01
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I CLOSE MY EYES (2021)
I hear a whisper, swirling in the wind
Sweeten the air with a breath of spring
and I close my eyes
I’m lying in clover watchin’ the stars fall
Or gatherin’ freesias by the old dance hall
and I close my eyes
blossoms are calling, magnolia too,
and lovers by the river singing, ‘I love you’
and I close my eyes, and I’m walkin’ again
Along the dusty track, it’s takin’ me back
And I close my eyes, and I’m goin’ home
Days turn to ev'ning, moon to the sun
I dream of tomorrows that have not begun
and I close my eyes
Why fill our lives with nothin’ but hurry
getting ourselves nowhere but sorry
and I close my eyes
Tall trees're dancin, an’ colours sing glory.
All this wonder - it whispers our story
and I close my eyes, and I’m walkin’ again
Along the dusty track, it’s takin’ me back
And I close my eyes, and I’m goin’ home
We're going home.
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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10. |
Utopia
03:38
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UTOPIA (2017/2019)
Out there, along the highway,
past the rider in the tree,
take the road out to Utopia
where your heart must be.
Well, you can hear it cryin’,
and callin’ in the night,
for the home it’s been missin’
where a spirit is free
where a spirit is free
Out there, in Utopia,
there’s no-one livin’ loud;
no need for luxury
when feet are feelin’ proud.
people got no hurry,
no payment plans;
Starry skies in the evenin’
pour riches in their hands
pour riches in their hands
All the cities there're all chokin’;
there’s madmen at the wheel,
only carin’ for the silver,
not the brokenness you feel.
well, these cities they will crumble
in time - you will see
what my father gave me lives in my heart.
It’s part of me
what my father gave me lives in my heart.
It’s part ... of me
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
The final line based on the Elder's words, and used with the kind agreement of his family.
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11. |
Morning Song
02:19
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MORNING SONG (2021)
Before the cold dawn, and the clarity of day,
within the deep shadows, know you’re not alone.
Tiny birds sing the welcome, gentle lullaby of morn.
Precious gifts to lift a spirit and we know we’re not alone
And with every new beginning, there’s whispers of the past.
The arms that held us close, the shoulders that we rode,
appear upon the ridge, right before the light.
The old ones of our knowing remind us we belong,
And we are not alone.
We are never alone.
We are never alone.
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Lyrics - Bones Mackinnon Music - Charles Jenkins ©
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Bones Mackinnon Maryknoll, Australia
Bones (Pauline) Mackinnon is an Australian writer, teacher, & vocalist with local band, 'The Swamp Dogs'. Acclaimed
songwriter, Charles Jenkins, began as her mentor in 2019, and they ended up writing a number of songs together.
Engineered and produced by Douglas Lee Robinson, her debut album, 'Goin' Back', features a lovely collection of these songs.
(Profile photo: Chris Franklin)
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Bones Mackinnon recommends:
Blue Atlas - Digital only
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There is no album of Charles Jenkins that doesn't warrant a listen. 'Blue Atlas' with the Zhivagos has exquisite songs that give your spirit wings to dream.
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by Charles Jenkins and Douglas Lee Robertson
Poetic themes shimmer in this stunning album of songwriting pearls, crafted weekly by Charles Jenkins and fellow musical genius Douglas Lee Robertson for Triple R's 'JVG Radio Method' programme.
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The Yearlings' music wraps you up in rich textures: 'Quiet, intimate, raw and powerful - a new strain of acoustic music, distilling Americana through the filter of distinctly Australian life'
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