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Any Given Day (debut album)

by Tim Reid

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1.
You took the best part and you kept it to yourself Just like an alter piece left hanging on some shelf And right or wrong, I’m the one who’s staring up at it… I saw you sitting in the garden with some guy Just a little conversation – man I know those kinds There you go making mountains out of molehills But right or wrong, I’m the one who’s waiting up for you tonight I had this dream I had this stupid fantasy That all I’d see was you and all you’d see was me The bigger picture coloured in A silver lining that’s worn thin Glued to the TV screen When all I seem to do is dream - and not so well Not so well…. You left me whispers now I’m talking in my sleep You’ve kept me dancing on with two left feet And here I go making molehills out of mountains But right or wrong I’m the one not giving up on it tonight I’m the one not giving up on it tonight….
2.
We All Need 04:45
Hello Miss tragedy I’ve seen you before? Knocking on doors, promoting some cause But I never looked at you, not till today When you turned to speak I started to think That we all need something to say We all need something to say First date scene’s a trampoline No walk in the park Cause here comes the start and there go my best intentions You take my life and make it seem right Fill up the holes Cause we all need someone to play/something to say We all need someone to play/something to play P.J. I’d marry you and we’d settle down Iron out the frowns and work it all out But years from now I’d look at you lying around Thinking about the love you missed out on We all need someone to blame Yes we all need something to blame We all need something to say We all need something to say
3.
Delicate girl with the folded arms Taking me away with your deadly charms Making me the fool that I know I am I don’t know what its like to be a Romeo But I know what its like to be loved by I don’t know what its like to be Edgar Allen Poems written delving into deep depression Words in a bottle of your Sunday best I don’t know what its like to be the hero But I know what its like to be loved by you (Ooooh) Everybody’s telling us to stick together The battles being fought they will all get better But the tears on your face speak a thousand words And I know what its like to be the saddest clown When every picture of you comes tumbling down Cause I know what its like to be in love with you. (ooooh) As you come tumbling down – I know I know what its like….
4.
Here we are, stretched out like a pair of shooting stars On any given day, luck comes into play Years apart, wrapped up in a dream that never starts On any given day luck comes into play Now its been and done the surreptitious one saves the day A cameo in blue with lines better than you Turns the stage lights off and takes the good girl home with him… Here’s the part – a solitary figure in the dark With a chemical bouquet luck comes in to sink you down Clutching at whatever can be found In every little way, luck comes into play So you see its true the sentence that was due gets paid Damaged and divorced the sole pretender caught It s a way to go, you take the good girl home with you… Here we are, stretched out like a pair of shooting stars On any given day, luck comes into play On any given day On any given day On any given day
5.
Home Movies 04:34
A simple man, a tired girl, they settle down and build a world Make no pretends, it sounds like love He acts the clown to her trapeze, they navigate with such great ease And make home movies about it In a bedroom there’s a photo of a beach town A black suit and a happy ever after gown Ornaments, expensive clothes, they fill the house and starve the home But make great dinner conversations But a baby boy and a baby girl will complicate a simple world The china plates’ days are numbered Little footprints are the measure of a year now, (and) family pictures that you’re putting up and taking down Years go by, move in reverse, not making love, just makes it worse They’re making movies about this Like a dead car sitting on the free-way Knowing doesn’t stop you driving on it every day A simple man, a tired girl, they settle down and build a world And make home movies about it
6.
You all dressed in white, playing piano to my out of tune guitar We’re the only two in sight If we create history here in this bed Fully clothed lovers with more words than sense Not the silent types - filling the air with words tonight You look kind of right, can we fix the details some other time? And reach those dizzying heights Forging a future on false sentiment Tripping ourselves with this uncommon sense Not the silent types - filling the air with words tonight Do, do, do, do, do, do, do ,do ,do ,do – Hah, ah, ah, ah ah, ah, no, no! Everything’s open to interpretation It’s the last time I tell you anything - About me You all dressed in white, playing piano to my out of tune guitar We’re the only two in sight If we create history here in this bed Fully clothed lovers with more words than sense Not the silent types - filling the air with words Filling the air with words Filling the air with words tonight
7.
Paper Mache and a penchant for the obvious Making models of a world that looks ridiculous Bending eyes toward the fancy people’s ignorance You won’t go now you’re far too safe and sound In a world that’s made for two… You had big plans about the city you would build for her But they left when the bassinet and baby came between you Spending more time at the office seems the only things to do, You won’t go now you’re far too safe and sound In a world that’s made for two You won’t go now you’re far too safe and sound In a world that’s made for……….two Not the picture that you dreamt about inside your head Not the lover you thought you’d be sleeping next to in bed Not the life that you signed on for, It’s a counterfeit instead… You won’t go now you’re far too safe and sound In a world that’s made for two (x4) Take a look around at who you’re standing next to Take a look around at who you’re holding onto You won’t go now…
8.
He’s counting days: she’s counting hours ahead Falling so gracefully into an argument The tentative colours of a stage have been set There’s a lull creeping over the audience A quiet crescendo and a little over-acting to go Send on the stand-ins to tell them the act must go on Highlight the fine print to settle the situation ‘Cause the lines have been spoken but nothing’s been said There were moments but you don’t remember them And it’s a wrestle with curtains that signals the end of the show You built a world but we know that you faked it By watching you make it I’m watching you go Take down the tapestries: tie up the ends in a bow Fill up each sentence with tales of a love that has gone The backdrops are lowered and a single light set On a stage that was home to delight and dissent Where goodbyes are mandatory At the end of the show You built a wall and I’m watching you break it Not watching you make it I’m watching you go…
9.
Unstable 04:09
I'd almost forgotten myself then you climbed aboard And I couldn't get off Seventeen ways to feel low, you taught them well So they were all that I'd know Now I feel fine, safety my crime I'm unstable moving alone now. Tempered decisions let go, walking away From a place I don't know Love letters written on cue, Invented by men with nothing to do Now I feel fine - hiding inside Turned tables, soft and dishonest (that) Burn like a promise, burn like a promise, Burn like a promise Now I feel fine, safety my crime I'm unstable moving alone now Moving alone now Moving alone now Moving alone now
10.
Lily 05:20
High above the 8 X 10s - a big blue sky is coloured in As Lily plays piano in the west wing of a Hawthorn mansion She plays each note just like it is, with the solemn poise of morning gin On any given day it's the best thing she has found All hell is waiting to be offered up by Lily and those ivory chords. Tender moments overlooked by her marriage to a balanced book And the sweet scented display of a manicured house By and by the six foot fence a simple life of ordinance Is surely waved away by a growing bank account All hell is waiting to be offered up by Lily and those ivory chords By Lily and her ivory show She gave her love of course to a guy with an eye for detail A philosophic dreamer with an antique heart not built for use A wooden box of strings can take the shape of something precious And give an old girl wings to fly away High above a sleepless night, a restless girl has taken flight And Lily plays piano
11.
Me and You 03:15
There will be time to trace the life that's written on your face In silhouetted shades of black and white I Know you're looking where you've been at lines that fenced you in Drawing them in thicker every night You only make it worse when you tell it like it is A crowd of angry enemies exploding from within I never needed reams of proof to know the simple truth That you've been slipping further by and by The rope you tied will never stick you never learnt that trick And quiet desperation's not your style You only make it worse when you tell it how it is The tired words of enemies just drag you further in Until there's nothing left to do and this old town that we once knew is splitting us in two There's nothing we can do - there's only me and only you We'll battle in the living room and put ourselves to bed To start it all again There will be time to make amends and look beyond the end To love that's filled with passion To words scattered like ashes To things that never happened

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Anyone who has met Australian singer/songwriter Tim Reid or listened to his addictive music knows that he occupies a magical space. A space where a distinctive blend of unassuming flair and intense ambition collide to produce an artist who is at once approachable and intelligent. Tim Reid\'s music is characterised by beautiful, stirring melodies and an easy openness in his lyrics that only comes with genuine poise.

Tim released his first EP, Catherine, in 1998 which received local and national airplay and which also prompted him to begin showcasing his talents at live gigs. A song he recorded for ABC radio, World That\'s Made For Two (featured on his current album) was play-listed on affiliated AM stations and has since maintained a constant level of airplay.

Tim has focussed (in his own endearingly disorganised but secretly exacting way) on becoming a mature songwriter and performer, and he has just emerged from the studio with his first full-length album. Recorded with the help of Arts Victoria and released by Popboomerang records, Any Given Day features the eclectic talents of Ross Calia, Susie Ahern, Marcus Goodwin and Matty Vehl (Ice Cream Hands), Marty Brown (Art of Fighting, Sodastream) and jazz artist Tim Wilson. Brimming with real human emotion, it explores themes of love, loss, and all things in between, weaving familiar sketches, soothing philosophies and fresh ideas into delicate but potent songs that are easy on the ear and reassuringly catchy.

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released April 1, 2003

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