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Death Of The Elephant

from Darcy Hay by Darcy Hay

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A weird little track written loosely about journalism, and going through a rough patch working as a journalist up in Carnarvon, Western Australia

lyrics

Muse, let me kiss you.
Drape your rubbish pearls and seagull skies
right across my eyes.
Tomorrow ain't nothing -
I have to touch you now.
And the mangled bottles moan,
"Leave that Wicked Boy alone."
Seeds that I have sowed
wait for Spring to come around.

There's a beating goin’ on outside,
they got him up on the ropes.
Yelling, "Don't you tell me those lies!";
they're throwin' him 'round by the throat.
Next morning, he can't speak, or laugh -
but man, look at him grin!
'cause there's nothing he can say,
and it's easier that way.

Cardboard coffins and balloons down town
herald the Death Of The Elephant.
Self-flagellatin’ preacher cries out
for God to cleanse the Behemoth of his sins.
He who trampled everything he found
to be ultimately insignificant,
and in desperation drown'd himself, when
he found that he couldn't touch the ocean.

And it's not enough for Little Mary Sue
to see the Behemoth tore limb-from-limb.
'cause her mirror's been smashed,
and her mind's lost as the Wind.

There's a song I sing in times like these,
I heard it's old as Solomon.
Well, it's 13 words long, my friend -
and it might just get ya back up on your feet again.
It goes -

"Stay with me, my angel.
Glory! Glory in our love!
Let us always be together."

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from Darcy Hay, released January 3, 2016
Darcy Hay - guitar, mandolin, vocals, lyrics
Aaron Willcox/Epic Studios - recording, production, mastering

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Darcy Hay Geraldton, Australia

Folk, country and blues singer-songwriter from the Midwest of Western Australia with a penchant for political and poetic lyricism, energetic guitar playing, authentic vocals and deft harmonica work

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