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you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
what did you suppose, wonder all this time? everything is true
you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
your hand opened my heart to touch i miss you so much
i miss you so much
our love is perfect, like air, a crutch i miss you so much
i miss you so much
you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
you could be a light
you could be a light
you could be a light
if this went well just once it’d all be alright
here you are you are
here you stay you stay
we’ll organise the rest
stick this in your arm
stick this in your mouth
we’ll run a couple tests
this might be a touch uncomfortable
but now you’ll never have to get up
you can lie here in my arms forever you can lie here in my arms forever you can lie here in my arms forever you can lie here in my arms forever
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do you want anything?
oblivion, jelly, more painkillers? more painkillers?
sure, maybe this time they’ll work
do your thoughts hurt again?
are you gonna explode
or bite out your tongue?
maybe i could slap you or something? yeah? ready?
see the leaves light up again, veins aglow
touch the sky, purple again, reaching low
see the world
all everything
vast enough to know
everything everything everything
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“-flavour?”
“vanilla”
“what flavour?”
“vanilla”
“You sure love?
Got Volcano Instecticide, Light In The Morning and Tears!”
“I’ve tried other flavours, I just wanna make this a nice one - I lost my Dad last night to lies and fears”
and the walls came down for a sec
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
“limit your smoking”
“you’re dead! are you joking?”
“don’t breathe so much...
...what I mean is I love you and if you died I’d die”
a word is a weight is a jetpack inflated by good intent
you can build a whole world and give every idea a try
looooooock up your juuuuudge for a sec!
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
when we rivulet
the world we make it better
the page is a playground, the dark can’t hurt you here
nor can you hurt anyone
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
when we sing in the dark
we make it better
we make it better
when we rivulet the world
we make it better
we make it better
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raspberry eyes
you had one job to do: make sense of it all
raspberry eyes
it’s far too far it’s far too high
sensitive
the crashing weight of cloudy grey
raspberry eyes
you had one job to do: take care of it all
raspberry eyes
the drink of drinks, the sigh of sighs
one blue eye
looks down at me
the other winks
a raspberry
wrapped in grey sheets
raspberry eyes
you prayed for peace and got demise
raspberry eyes
shine bitter cold to mask surprise
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Jesus sits next to me on the bus
with strong BO
i resent him for it
this fog is for me, apparently
this fog is for me, apparently
i don’t ask his, i just say black is my favourite colour
coz it’s got all of them
it’s the densest rainbow
he tells me resentment’s only useful if it motivates action
so i spitefully teach myself to truly enjoy
pointless, endless resentment
its use is my pleasure
i showed him, didn’t i?
black is my favourite colour
coz it’s got all of them
it’s the densest rainbow
at home i wear a soft, pink sack on my head so i know when no-one’s around
at home i wear a soft, pink sack on my head so i know when no-one’s around
black is my favourite colour
coz it’s got all of them
it’s the densest rainbow
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feet in the hands of a stranger
fear: is it love is it danger
well the wind without fire lives alone
she would die to have you come and nestle in the furnace
for you are baron and shapeless as sand
come and drink from the fountain and wet your desert insides
feet in the hands of a stranger
fear: is it love is it danger
there’s a spirit within screaming low
it’s a mountain of snakes blind and hungry for the centre
now a circle is made, biting tails
it’s the end of the earth and the brightest ever future
feet in the hands of a stranger
fear: is it love is it danger
dirty, the noblest behaviour
feet in the hands of your saviour
feet in the hands of a stranger
fear: is it love is it danger
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feel that
rolling
It’s the crescent underneath you
yearning
folding
that dependable inconstant moon
and you can stand up
you can stand upon it
you can stand up
you can stand, I promise
I know what’s real
I’ve felt the truth
It’s a lead pipe to the larynx
It’s the sparkle of a raindrop on a rose
and the dead eyes of an addict
but you can stand up
you can stand up on it
you can stand up
you stand, I promise
running away
only feels great
if you’re never going back there
so you might as well greet the dragon,
if love is what you live for
but of course it’s ok
if you’ve run away
and you wanna come back home
maybe a new love
can be born in the place
of that wretched shredded dread-tome
coz you can stand up
you can stand upon it
you can stand up
you can stand a promise
you can stand up
you can stand upon it
you can stand up
you can stand a promise
you can stand up
you can stand upon it
you can stand upon it
you can stand up
you can stand a promise
you can stand, I promise
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DNA Kisses was written and recorded between 2019 and 2020, in a small house in Tempe, Sydney (Gadigal And Wangal land), Australia. I had arrived there with no job and only a handful of connections, and having just made my way out of a long depression. Somehow, I was immediately embraced by a wonderful community of musicians who were incredibly supportive and interested in any music with magic in it. This EP is my intuitive exploration of the good, the true and the beautiful, their opposites and enemies, and my gratitude for the new life I had been given. The songs are populated by images religious, sacrilegious, profound and absurd, as well as some of my favourite Sydney musicians. Making it was a really deep undertaking - hundreds of hours of love and care and thought went into it - and I think you can tell. I hope it stirs you, like tea or cake mix or something.
released January 20, 2023
Credits:
Boroky - Vocals, Keyboards, Synthesizers, Drums, Percussion, Synth Bass, Guitars
Ashley Stoneham - Drums Tracks 2 & 4
Dave Quinn - Basses Track 4
Jack Stoneham - Alto Saxophone Track 2
Solomon Frank - Modified Clarinets Track 6
Charlie Sundborn - Alto Saxophone Track 6
All Songs Produced and Written by Toby Graham
Artwork by Boroky
Engineered and Mixed by Toby Graham
Additional Mixing by David Muratore
Mastered by Andrew Edgson at Studios 301
Label - Plug Research
