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Brush & Ink

by Malachi Doyle

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Oh Temi 03:40
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I arrived in town with middle class guilt empathy and a taste for weed Weed opened a world up to me Poor black oppressed insightful ingenious I learned and loved and had a crazy time Good awful laughter tears hysteria I got to mingle with the world of exiles off the beaten track of my tourist traps Like steely dan sang I became a third world man And I looked at life with my face scraping against the road Good people out there nearly all More moral than the flirtatious bourgeoisie Constant and honest And declaring only a fool trusts another man In lands of desperation Bunny wailer sang “The man oppressed will seem to Do the worst…” But they'll also take the lonely in Ready to rip u off and stab u in the back But never & this is paramount Never to humiliate u If u are humble not inverted proud If u are without illusions Ur faith will be returned When u have escaped & survived The scrapes In another time another place U will see the smiling faces White teeth from the shadows Life ain't long for most of the world Give as good as u take
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After the fall The broken wing The loss of song The favouring of one side The sorrow for self Stepping down from shelves The book without pictures The losers and victors Watching the angels above Imprinting themselves on ur memory Before they vanish forever The cold and the fever The preoccupation with sewers And rats in the rank The dry and the dank U can no longer fly U cannot even try What's the matter friend? U must lie For the sake of saving face For the sake of preserving God’s grace For the sake Of the umbilical soul Ur skin turns white U dress in black U stick to facts Less is more The universe of numbers no longer leading to mystery Only pragmatic certainty U wish u could fly But u cannot remember how or why After the fall ©Malachi Doyle 2016
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All songs Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed
& Produced by Malachi Doyle

Mastered by Nathan Farrelly
Artwork by Denis Smith

Guest Musicians:
Peter Carolane – keyboards track 1
Johnny Tesoriero – drums tracks 1 & 2
Mario Genovese – guitar track 2
Daniele Noel – vocals track 2
Matt Nees – harmonica track 4

©Malachi Doyle 2016
E: artshallbefree@yahoo.com

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released June 24, 2016

Written by Malachi Doyle
©Malachi Doyle 2016

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Malachi Doyle Melbourne, Australia

Born in Melbourne, Australia. Has travelled and toured widely, including long stays in Fiji and the UK to develop a unique blend of Folk, Blues, Country, Reggae and Fijian. Lyrical preoccupations of Love, Social Observation, Protest, God and Whimsy.
More recently he has moved into Expressionist Folk Poetry & Song with Mel From Melbourne and Earth To Malachi, dance parrot and the band Bait.
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