Powderfinger
“Skinny Jean”
Big Day Out 1997
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Powderfinger
“Skinny Jean”
Big Day Out 1997

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there's love on your breath, i'd better not say about the blood on your hands.
Living Type, Double Allergic
Powderfinger - D.A.F.
If I had no friends I'd have no one to ridicule So goes the tale of the resident fool
Powderfinger - Turtle's Head
(1996: Double Allergic)
D.A.F. - Powderfinger
Holding out for a signal to come Solution found should appease everyone Religion hides from developing proof Believers try to encourage the truth Cascading down golden rays above Cascading down life from far beyond May reveal the silence they deny Sound and sight end suspicion and fear Distant light took so long to appear Fey black eyes mystified everyone Cascading down golden rays above Cascading down life from far beyond May reveal the silence they deny But they keep filling up, keep filling up my eyes But they keep filling up, keep filling up my eyes
Cascading down...

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Living Type - Powderfinger
You hold the future in your hands And sullen eyes soothe and command A graceful mouth your deadly tool Too bad the truth has fallen through
There's love on your breath I'd better not say About the blood on your hands There's love on your breath I'd better not say About the blood on your hands
The cross on your head Tell me what does that say About the blood on her dress
-- Ok, Powderfinger was the first real band I feel in love with (before that ... the less said the better) when I was around 12-13 (so like in 2000). Can I just register that I had unexpectedly good taste for someone so young? Anyway, so the point is that they mean the world to me and I have never reblogged anything by them yet which makes me stupid as hell. so yeah *awkwardly looks at this spiel, decides to reblog its pointlessness anyway because that's what I always do*
Take away point: Powderfinger is fucking epic.