Jen Cloher - Loose Magic lyrics
[Jen Cloher - Loose Magic lyrics]
Standing side of stage watching people
Watch the Dirty Three in one woman’s face
I can see it’s the air she needs
She needs to breathe
These songs were the only thing
That got her through seventeen
When life felt like a high-pitched scream
The boy from Clifton Hill
Who escaped to New York
Conjures up a rhythm no-one could dream of
Like some kind of sorcerer
He turns the drums into feeling
Loose magic slowly tumbles out
Feels like your dreaming
Everything slows right down
Nothing in the world
No, nothing could ever feel
Like the first time sue’s Last Ride
Messed you up for real
Everything’s fine everything’s fucked
No-one knows i’m gonna lay down
Look around sea above and sky below
The boy from Ballarat who could play violin
Arcs back kicking like some wild thing
Horse hair fraying and then the release
Into feeling precious tender melody
Can’t help but weeping
Everything slows right down
Nothing in the world
No, nothing could ever feel
Like the first time sue’s Last Ride
Messed you up for real
The boy from Black Rock playing Ocean Songs
Plucked and droning anchor in the storm
Each note spaced out like stars in the sky
Where it’s needed
Placed there with a painters eye
Easy as breathing
Everything slows right down
Watch the Dirty Three in one woman’s face
I can see it’s the air she needs
She needs to breathe
These songs were the only thing
That got her through seventeen
When life felt like a high-pitched scream
The boy from Clifton Hill
Who escaped to New York
Conjures up a rhythm no-one could dream of
Like some kind of sorcerer
He turns the drums into feeling
Loose magic slowly tumbles out
Feels like your dreaming
Everything slows right down
Nothing in the world
No, nothing could ever feel
Like the first time sue’s Last Ride
Messed you up for real
Everything’s fine everything’s fucked
No-one knows i’m gonna lay down
Look around sea above and sky below
The boy from Ballarat who could play violin
Arcs back kicking like some wild thing
Horse hair fraying and then the release
Into feeling precious tender melody
Can’t help but weeping
Everything slows right down
Nothing in the world
No, nothing could ever feel
Like the first time sue’s Last Ride
Messed you up for real
The boy from Black Rock playing Ocean Songs
Plucked and droning anchor in the storm
Each note spaced out like stars in the sky
Where it’s needed
Placed there with a painters eye
Easy as breathing
Everything slows right down