Leanne Murphy

Leanne Murphy

BandFolkSinger/Songwriter

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Lyrics

Any Place

Written By: Leanne Murphy

This could be any house in any town
No strings attached, no ties
This could be any place we like
Any place at all
We could go walkabout tonight in bed
The dragon flies from room to room
We could take any shape we like
Any shape at all

CHORUS
Would you let go your hands
If you could kiss me with fire
Would you trade wings for the man
Who’ll never understand
How you need to go higher
Kiss me, I’ll take you to your sky

Don’t think of paying rent or buying time
The landlord doesn’t own our minds
Just think of where you’d like to be
Any place at all
We could pack up and buy a caravan
A magic carpet, horse and cart
Don’t think of looking after me
I will never fall

CHORUS
Would you let go your hands
If you could kiss me with fire
Would you trade wings for the man
Who’ll never understand
How you need to go higher
Kiss me, I’ll take you to your sky

BRIDGE
I’ll take you to your sky
A million points of light
A speck of dust in your eye
Every tear I cry is another night we didn’t try
To take the chance that we might fly

CHORUS
Would you let go your hands
If you could kiss me with fire
Would you trade wings for the man
Who’ll never understand
How you need to go higher
Kiss me, I’ll take you to your sky

On The Mountain

Written By: Leanne Murphy

I’ll leave no trail behind me
And keep to shadowed ground
If any voice betray my choice
I’ll flee before I’m found

CHORUS
I’ll seek him on the mountain
I’ll find him in that rocky place
I’ll meet him where the spring runs clear
To see my lover’s face

A wild man makes no promise
Or none that I can hold
But in his eyes beyond disguise
Is truth that can’t be told

CHORUS
I’ll seek him on the mountain
I’ll find him in that rocky place
I’ll meet him where the spring runs clear
To see my lover’s face

A rock can keep a secret
A mountain holds its tongue
A spring-fed stream would never dream
Of crying at the sun

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

CHORUS
I’ll seek him on the mountain
I’ll find him in that rocky place
I’ll meet him where the spring runs clear
To see my lover’s face

This Somebody's Boy

Written By: Frank Prem & Leanne Murphy

This somebody’s boy
And he talks to me, this young man
In a babble of words
I say nothing… he’s too high

This somebody’s boy
A touch of macho surrounding an elevated mood
Racing fast and furied
Until he stops suddenly
Dead quiet

And his face starts to move
Into creases and crinkles
Reshaping while he struggles
And his eyes go glassy
And then it’s all sadness
This boy
This somebody’s little boy is doing it tough
Because it’s hard to be a man all the time

This somebody’s boy
And he walks with me, this young man
In a corridor of lies
I walk gently… he’s still high

This somebody’s boy
A shell of tough, protecting an elemental need
Talking bluff and bluster
Until he stops suddenly
Dead still

And his face starts to move
Into creases and crinkles
Reshaping while he struggles
And his eyes go glassy
And then it’s all sadness
This boy
This somebody’s little boy is doing it tough
Because it’s hard to be a man all the time

Hard to hold the line
Hard to play the hero
When you don’t know the crime
And it’s hard to do someone proud
When they tell you you’re not allowed
And infer that you’re nobody’s boy

This nobody’s boy had a mother and father
This nobody’s boy had a home
But somebody taught him
That growing up means doing it alone
This somebody’s boy
He knows he’s not fine
He knows that I know
That it’s hard to be a man all the time
Hard to hold the line
Hard to play the hero
When you don’t know the crime

This somebody’s boy
And he talks to me, this young man
In a babble of words
I say nothing… he’s too high