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Te Oranga
06:02
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Tihe ̄ winiwini
Tihe ̄ wanawana
Tihe ̄ Mauriora!
(I wriggle, I jump, I sneeze & I am born)
Ka oma te tamaiti
Ka tipu te tamaiti
Ka harikoa te Manawa
(The child grows, The child runs, the heart is happy)
Mai i te taiohinga
Mai I te taiohinga
(Along come the teenage years)
Ka puta mai he po ̄he ̄he ̄
Ka puta mai he po ̄he ̄he ̄
(Along comes rebellion)
Hau ana te ha o Tawhiri
Hau ana te ha o Tawhiri
(The breath of Tawhirimatea changes)
Ano ̄ nei he ha ̄mana
Ano ̄ nei he ha ̄mana
(And like the Salmon)
Ka whawhaitia te wai
Ka whawhaitia te wai
(I fight the Water)
Kia kitea to ̄ku moenga
(Let me find my bed)
Na ̄ wai, a ̄,
Ano ̄ nei he Kahuku
Na ̄ wai, a ̄,
Ano ̄ nei he Kahuku
(After a while I turn into a Monarch butterfly)
Ka rere i te hau
Ka rere ki tawhiti
Ka moe ake te kaiwawata
(To fly with the wind, To fly far away, The dreamer sleeps)
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Gone
07:52
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Won't you think of them when they're gone
No longer a shoulder to cry on
No longer at the end of a telephone
Too late they've gone
Won't you think as if they weren't around
Nobody to pick you up when you're down
Nobody to share what you've found
Love likes now
Hey, every day
I inhale my mortality
Kin, came shelter me
and for that I reciprocate
Imagine, Hei Ngaro noa
Kui's laugh keeps me sane
I exhale non-necessity
in a bed in autumn years
When a Ruamoko gonna turn
No longer a 1 or a 0
who now gonna be the hero?
Ma wai ra
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Gone Pt. 2
01:22
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I look around and what do I see?
See a gigabyte of ten delights
all dancing after me
And in my dreams she's calling to me
with a lullaby that God denied
and Io he chose to keep
So the seas did rise and the winds did burn
and the plastic mountaineer becomes the Khan
to teach the world of yesteryear
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Big Man
08:02
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He woke up before the sun
and he went to work for the man
to be accepted
And while he's away, his babies in bed
a big big man put a gun to their heads
Josephine, just 12 years old
an innocent thing if you know what I mean
Militant demon gets in her way
and now at night she lays screaming in her bed
And a big big man put a gun to Grandma's head
So wrong, it's yesterday's song
and we say we are one with our people
and then we move on
No not right, thieves in the night
That dark day in October
they came to deliver their lies
Never, never, ever, let a big man
put a gun to Grandma's head
Never let a big big man put a gun to Grandma's head
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She had a dream last night
she was playing the Earth like a beat up old guitar
And the mountain started to sing to the boy with the silver hand
holding comets in a jar
They played an ancient rhythm, on an ancient drum
that woke the Matriarch
She sang a time old melody that came in on the count of three
and was heard from afar
Their atomic chord had opened a gate
into another time
They were falling out of when, imploding in to now
so they left the dark behind
And the wind he sang his harmony
a magical cacophony
While the Matriarch began to weave
a seamless melody from broken strings
They played through that fission
a new world began from a beat up old guitar
It was a beatificophony, but it was time for all to sleep
Sewing dreams for the dream swimmers
And in the maelstrom middle was made a man
and he looked upon a star
He remembered a melody from the girl who had a dream
and a beat up old guitar
When the wind had sang his harmony
a magical cacophony
While the Matriarch in time did weave
a seamless melody from broken strings
And the dreamers fought that gravity
molecular uncertainty
And now the Matriarch she plays to me
a seamless melody on broken strings
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Backbone
06:48
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Woman, walks this rocky road with me
And woman, walks this lonely road with me
So we might be, so we might be at peace
So we can live here peacefully
It takes backbone
to walk this rocky road with me
It takes backbone
to walk this lonely road with me
Come rain, rain
you give selflessly
Come rain, rain
you give selflessly
All for love, all for love
it's not yourself you're thinkin' of
It takes backbone
to walk this rocky road with me
It takes backbone
to walk this lonely road with me
He moana pukepuke
E ekengia e te Waka
(A choppy sea can be navigated)
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One Hand
08:48
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One hand raised up high
is it to ask a question, or to deny?
And one hand can turn the tide
from sorrow to divine
Two hands raised to worship
your deities wait in slumber
Those two hands, building Rome
seedy senate self implode
Ten thousand hands raised up high
feel the rhythm, idealism
I want to love my neighbor
though he’s a non-believer
He ain’t no sinner man
He ain’t no sinner man
Sinner man. Sinner man. Cinnamon. Cinema
for the world to see
Show your spirit. Spirit. Spirit
You’ll be flying
You’ll be laughing
Wairua. E rere. Wairua
One foot either side
of a meandering, microscopic chalk line
in the rain
Beastie he resides at the helm
with his eye on a coin that will never see
the sunlight or the rain
Awaken from each night
from a cave to a pipe
Channel prayer to a fibre-optic marketplace
From yin to yan
stardust to man
From yin to yan
stardust to man
Hanga…
Te Ao. Te Po. Te Ao. Te Po. Te Ao. Te Po …. Io
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Little Bushman New Zealand
Built on the shoulders of classic 60s psychedelic rock, lyrical folk and contemporary New Zealand blues music, Wellington quartet “Little Bushman” exemplify unpredictable, sincere musical explorations. Filtering the real, the unreal and things worth standing up for into song, this is music optimistically dreaming of a better tomorrow, re-imagined one note at a time. Enjoy! Peace, Little Bushman ... more
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