We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

All The Lines Are Down

by tobias hengeveld

supported by
/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $12 AUD  or more

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    comes in a gatefold CD wallet

    Includes unlimited streaming of All The Lines Are Down via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    ships out within 3 days

      $20 AUD or more 

     

1.
In my gondwanean garden There’s a low path and a high trail The former leads you onto a glacier The latter a mountain of shale In my gondwanean garden The plant life has travelled at length Scaled like armadillos They cluster in the dry river beds Pacing the shores Of the sea of the dead I’m awaiting a giant red wave In my gondwanean garden We partake in stiff drinks at dusk Spread out on the tundra like colonists Toasting the epoch of rust Toasting to our health and drinking With an oblivion haunted thirst
2.
make a noise 02:47
If I was a small hawk I'd sit upon a wire and wait for you to arrive then I'd hover there above you flapping like mad to hold still there I would have you pinned dive in on in for the kill I want to woo your heart make a noise I'm gonna rule your heart but I'm just a half-wit town boy and I don't know where you are all I've got is white lines into darkness the terror of those night trucks the punch of wind and glare springs up a Roo in the headlights as if I'd even care waist-high grass on the roadside on the backs of highway sings anywhere you might spot it Kelly-Anne will you will you will you I want to woo your heart make a noise I'm gonna rule your heart make a noise
3.
Come About 04:24
I want to hear horns A smooth flurry of brass With my guts all choked up in my throat I can’t fix your image fast And the further away I get Just a sun-gilded silhouette And whatever you have with him I’m going to have to steal you I’m the only horse you’d ever back To clear the gates and run the other way These fine wires always come attached Running back to a dynamite bouquet Tonight, what you have with him Is riding rough-shod through my brain You’re at the bottom of this bottle baby I swear When all the lines are down Won’t you come around Now the lights are out Won’t you come about I wake in a tangle of sheets Head in hands under the rising steam The bats are back upside down And the wild dogs are sleeping underground I want to hear horns All clear from the blast You’re a bend in this river baby A tiny spark caught in a jar Whatever you have with him I’m going to have to steal you And conceal you from the light of day If it’s the only time you’ll light my way When all the lines are down Won’t you come around Now the lights are out Won’t you come about
4.
We piled seven in the cabin And two youngens in the boot Straight past the duty car At the public bar That old copper’s probably half-tanked too Between towns edge and the lookout Shane was driving at hells clip We’re all screaming out Passing bottles round As if the windscreen was some horror flick Then the headlights illuminated That old graffitttied pile of boulders Crunching gravel in the car park Leave the stereo right up Pissed and fooling round Smashing bottles down I saw my opening and grabbed her hand What if thunderbolt could have seen us here Layed out on his rock fumbling at our jeans Yeah we did it like you do at that age Then sat up and shared a cigarette and she asked Hows the work so far at the abottoir Hell you can talk you haven’t left school yet And these passing rigs they screech and rumble And they don’t sound nothing like a thoroughbred When its crossing open ground The traps from miles around Have come to do you in Just how it had to end And from this vantage point His future full moon clear What if thunderbolt Could have seen us here
5.
Sawdust 04:20
Sawdust, you’re light snowfall on everything Feather sweet and dry how you used to lie here In the cup of my hands All that has been and what’s left You’re sneaking your way in on my breath And I’ll hold that memory in Sawdust, as I’m sweeping you up into piles Thinking about the miles and miles and miles and miles and miles of intervening ground That stripped us from branch and from spine How the wind used to sing through the pines And as a shadow, I’d just collect myself there Upwardly climb Beyond your timber-line Oh those dizzying heights Sawdust, now you’ve gone and come apart No amount of blood, sweat, spit and pissing tears Can make you wood again Or deliver you back to good again How the drought, then the mice, then the men Simply bored and riddled through you And ate you clean of your core But if I could rewind, you still might be mine Oh that glistening heart If you don't mind, I'd be honoured to come apart like sawdust are you comfortable, coz it's upon us to come apart like sawdust
6.
Well on the night you were born Your mother barefoot and padding across the floor To a radio’s static hum And the smell of dinner enveloping the warm hair She was young Much younger than you are now And you were ready so I suppose she just had to be Just had to be In the local hospital Where the pickled matrons start chanting her through the drill And on the night you were born Your dad had car trouble on a roa-side coming into town Took some time to get the word And he makes the bedside with a lightning nerve in his eye He was young Much younger than you are now His stomach knotting for the pain that’s screwing up her pretty face her pretty face And he just can’t bare to watch So he takes to pacing fast laps around the block It’s a warm still night in town The scent of the pepper trees The distant bark of dogs The street lamps are alive in clouds of bugs And a window in the building shone brighter than the rest Tonight On the night you were born
7.
Broken Hill 03:40
8.
Shore Whaler 04:48
9.

about

Recorded at WinterHill through 2008.

credits

released May 1, 2009

Tobias Hengeveld - Guitars, Vocals
Andy Papadopoulos - Double Bass
Barry Turnbull - Electric guitar, Pedal Steel
Kate Connor - Violin
Anita Quayle - Cello
Renato VaCirca - Drums
Steven Briggs - Piano, keys
Andrew Bencina - Man Choir, Synths

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

tobias hengeveld Melbourne, Australia

Tobias Hengeveld writes melodically vivid songs, riddled with unexpected angular pop-hooks. His distinctively sylvan voice tells personal experiences with wry lyrical candor.

The Daylight Express was nominated for an Age Music Victoria Award in 2014.

Due in April 2019, NAUGHTS & ONES is a triumphant mirror-maze of jubilant pop tunes set in a hinterland of darker rock ballads.
... more

contact / help

Contact tobias hengeveld

Streaming and
Download help

Shipping and returns

Redeem code

Report this album or account

tobias hengeveld recommends:

If you like tobias hengeveld, you may also like: