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Fall Before You

by Darling Don

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Bring Me To 03:44
He heard the words of book of the law And devastated, his robes, he tore his robes He realised what his fathers had done And he fell to his knees and he began to weep He said... Bring me to the end of myself So you can start your work in me And I desire to be great I want my name in that hall of fame But I'm scared of what it might entail And whether or not I might fail So... Bring me to the end of myself So you can start your work in me
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And I fall before you You died and I died with you And I will not rise Until you raise me I'm dead on the floor before you I'm laying at your feet No writhing or striving for you There is no more, I'm beat And I fall before you You died and I died with you And I will not rise Until you raise me Helpless before you A sloppy mess of a man At your mercy in the twilight Of a filthy urban dance The weeds have sprung all over In the groaning, creaking wind Lifeless eyelashes flicker Like the scrub in the desert sand And I fall before you You died and I died with you And I will not rise Until you raise me
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You said you'd get violent If we moved that motorbike And if something happened It worth about fifteen grand What was going on As you lay there on your bed Your computer on You didn't even turn your head And what I needed from you Is something that you could not offer And what you needed from me Is something that I'm still working out And I saw you stumble As I pulled up to the lights You couldn't hold your balance So I offered you a ride You were mighty grateful And you marvelled at my age You offered me your daughter Hot as and twenty-two When we got to your house You invited me back in I said I'd better go now I wondered what I was leaving ... Then there came the day When it all came to the fore You called out in pain Your voice was bouncing off the walls I tried to call back to you But you could not hear my voice All that you could hear Was the sound of your own noise
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I look at what's done and what's finished What's definite and complete And when I look at myself Can I embrace myself? This work this piece that's not yet done? And I view my kids With same critical eye That I view myself with And that which don't grow will decay, although We climb a hill that slippery as slate And we fight just to keep ourselves And show only the sexy bits when we know There's yet another page I'm offered each day Many measures with which to hammer down on myself And when hammered down My hands they feel infected by A nasty cough that spreads itself Onto whatever I touch And so I keep to myself this day And watch as my hope decays My belly churns but I can do nothing And we sing 'How inappropriate! How inappropriate!' I make my mark And you cover it up Restore it all back to its righteous place And I feel so wrong Like litter from the bin And now here I stand I stand before you all A moment of honesty is like The call of freedom to the slaves
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The Lord from heaven down looks For one who understands But they eat up people like they're bread They don't call upon any god But there they are in great terror For God is with someone else And you would shame the poor For his safe home is the Lord And as I enter in My sweat drips on your forest bed And I am cosy in you But there's no claustrophobia And there they are in great terror For God is with someone else And you would shame the poor For his safe home is the Lord
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You push me and shove me with your silence Ok, you've had a hard day You've had a hard week Just one thing I ask - Don't push it aside in the name of protecting me There's too much at stake For me to replicate What you've done to me I'd better speak out loud, and I'd better speak it now Before my absence says something i don't mean Then I've got you on the other side You've apparently nothing to hide You've had a hard day You've had a hard year You pull me apart just to find what you want isn't there There's too much at stake For me to replicate What you've done to me I'd better speak out loud, then I'd better walk outside Before my presence says something I don't mean
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My bike seat sits a little low It's not my fault I bought it from my best friend Where the salty air takes its toll Now I'm the road and I'm on my way home The wind it blows against my bike as I ride it Home to my baby, home to my baby Now i'm working a different job I spend more time in the car I drive with the radio on But the traffic sets me back a lot Now I'm on the road and I'm on my way home The wind it blows against my car as I drive it Home to my baby, home to my baby I finally walk through our door We lay down on the floor I'm trying to say it best But the lump wrangles in my chest Now I'm off the road and I'm finally home with you The wind it blows against my mind as I make it Known to my baby, known to my baby

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released February 1, 2015

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Darling Don Wollongong, Australia

A Sydney-Wollongong indie-folk outfit with an uplifting yet melancholic force resulting from Sam Roberts' honest, intriguing lyrics, Sheren Sujanto's energetic beats, Krizia Montano's beautiful counter-melodies and Kenner Yoga's melodic bass lines. Formed in October 2019 at The Australian Institute of Music, the group continue to expand their sound into 2020. ... more

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