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The Dwarf Inside (Naklada​:​1993)

by DavidJohnHull

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1.
You 03:19
You I saw your face smiling You made me grin and I thought of hope Then I looked at lovers entangle themselves And I felt sad Waiting in my angry bed Working it all out inside my head just what I'd have to say You I need a small white lie to help me get by But the truth raised its ugly head and cried I will always cherish you but you make it hard When you ask me questions Like some sort of dictator Waiting in my angry bed Working it all out inside my head just what I'd have to say You
2.
The Fix 05:47
The Fix And the tears that he cries Could never darken or fill this vast ocean And if he should sink the knife into his frail skin The blood that spills would never dilute her Take a pleasure bus to the coast of your mind And picture these eternal waves Sitting high upon a Catherine wheel Let yourself at least fall once from grace Ride the roller coaster that always spins Fear not this curdling feeling Sober yourself on ghosts of dead merry seamen And at every port hang withered junks In different stages of failing So shy girl take a fix and you will know And marbled waves They kick up a sultry spray fragrance Filling his head and his body Like a pure smoke dream And this stormy April day Blows and forms the sand-dunes of his notions He needs the grey turning blue red turning red Tunnel of colours that kaleidoscope By his treasured sea empire And at every port hang withered junks In different stages of failing So shy girl take a fix and you will know
3.
Napoleon 06:32
Napoleon You are the one The one I'm trying to be And you are all time Won't you give me the key A feeling as excess baggage We roam the town Looking for a safe seat I feel like a little man And it's funny to think of Napoleon And who he was He could have been a dog or anything Or he could have been me Hot summer's day Looking through blossom trees I can see the blue sky That everyone else sees And the spinal staircase climb Needs a caring hand And a grasp of understanding So as not to fall down And when the pain starts to cry out loud It's time to reach up high They say heaven gives out new identity I said you are the one that I'm trying to be you are the one that I'm trying to be I said you You are the one
4.
The Field 04:30
The Field This land is ploughed and the seed laid upon the ground To grow its locks of corn unto your backs Swaying in the breeze to reach for the sky Life is like a field on fire Branded in my soul Hiding behind hollow logs I throw them down so cold And the fire is stoked Flaming emptiness Cutting shadows of autumn lay a dark And we cry for our own colours and our roots But she drowns on This sinking light Life is like a field on fire Branded in my soul Hiding behind hollow logs I throw them down so cold And the fire is stoked Flaming emptiness Falling snow lays deep within our souls Waiting for the thaw to walk and caress But our tombs lay full A hidden bloom Life is like a field on fire Branded in my soul Hiding behind hollow logs I throw them down so cold And the fire is stoked Flaming emptiness
5.
Wealth of Needs Chained Catherine wheels that turn Droning cloud scattered dreams Like a locust swarm Gathering the wealth of needs And pains of desires And the virgin laid sprawled On her diamond crusade Through scalding harsh waters And then like keeling ghost ship she sails Through fogs of piss-like ignorance Night fields of poppies Breathing shallow chapped air Brief sirens of crimson guide Then as a fleeing mass she goes Leaving a dark sprawled silence Delving in skies of blues And shining in deep caverns Trickling stenches encircle us And then like a tainted dog Ready to tear open Our splintered and rusted gates Howling and growling we lust In deserts of tears And howling and growling we lust In deserts of tears And forests of broken arms Thorns tear our ordered threads Stones blister our angelic feet And in boxes of square teachings Rocking to-and-fro In a trance of stifled stillness Rocking to-and-fro Rocking to-and-fro Our tickets stamped for the wake For the wake For the wake
6.
Shout 03:59
Shout You were convicted before you were born It's all in the family the courthouse only son And you look for the right for the right paths But all you could do was bury your fist on their mouth But most of the time your out for the count You've only learned how to shout They asked you to joining the killing 'Cause there no money in saving the race Life always seems so real on film You're the director cut it how you feel But most of the time your out for the count You've only learned how to shout
7.
Just About Nowhere Eject me with the love you gave me Sketched out with your shaking caring hands And lay me soft in the fleece of enchantment Me just a blurry silhouette of myself Spellbound in search of blood sincere While hoards of frightened steely riders Stockbred-typecast are riding the pre-ape look Child with rank fingers scrawl your psalms On my face enrage me It feels as the furnace inside me is prickly plotting So I take the night barge from the swamp banks Of my cherished river And I see the signs hanging on high To escape from the sins that have caused my fall Madness I'm down on bended knees Brewing in self torment I lay siege to my own roots Sit and gain another face Change my shoes and throw away conventions A conventional gesture My martyred-like hide strung high on my cross of soft hiding Slowly I climb down and it's all festering around me A quagmire of mixed emotion I try and pull those important out And fine them swimming free And I see the signs hanging on high To escape from the sins that have caused my fall Madness I'm down on bended knees
8.
The Word Game Forging her papers rolling her head in the sand Sorceress raise your only flag Merchant or queen no place to hide Swallow like children living on borrowed pride And we play the word game You feel like an endless notion A perfectly regular orbit Swallow like children living on borrowed pride And we play the word game
9.
The Dwarf Inside The dwarf inside he's a-hammering And sent to the kitchens a-carving Held out at sea on the ferry man's call You delve in the hold for your colours And shedding skins you shed your naked hide Mix and match the era New faith for tired eyes And the marriage party that turned black and blue And the whores the whores that lay down for you You threw the world and its child through that door While exchanging others' points of view Long fallen notions Back door dumb grim Downtown in the gallery Salt tear sweet sin A pair of hard times You fall on broken roads Waiting for tomorrow's end Vain purple people Star-light bribery You're safe with your secret wounds Oh yes you are And the marriage party that turned black and blue And the whores the whores that lay down for you You threw the world and its child through that door
10.
Stepping Out 03:43
Stepping Out You can have your words of wisdom And the conjured arm that leads you And the wine upon your table Take care whose potion feeds you Don't be shy just tell what you think what you feel and who you are 'Cause we stand and sit and shit and piss Just like each other Tinker tailor soldier sailor rich man poor man beggar man thief But if time should stop tomorrow your world would keep on moving on Your huddled darting glances convicted scheming moving on 'Cause you held me down in high court And placed the cloth upon your head I didn't revert to you words or yours to mine How can I when your book of logic Is my book of crimes I'm stepping out I'm stepping out You borrow and steal and cheat and lie Then ask me what's in it for me Hey boy you know I once heard A fair exchange is no robbery You had me in mind for a project in a gallery But the wind changed direction And you put me out to sea And if you learn a storey Your fine clean lines soon go out of shape Your jewels weigh you down And your gold is buried down with you I didn't revert to your words or yours to mine How can I when your book of logic Is my book of crimes I'm stepping out I'm stepping out

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released January 25, 1993

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DavidJohnHull Germany

David started playing double bass in various folk, rock, and chanson bands in Berlin. In 1991, he turned to writing songs and has released roughly 17 albums to date. In 2017, the band Golden Dark was formed, and in 2018, the project Shapeless Man was initiated. In 2020, he began working on the radio play "The Pigeon House." In 2023, he started improvised voicing with various projects. ... more

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