"Private Island" - Ben Whiting

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leftlanerocket Great melodies and song writing.

Simply put, the best independent voices and musicians come from Australia period.

We would love to see you come to the States.

Keep up the good work Sir. Your music truly stirs my soul.
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released May 10, 2017

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ben whiting Melbourne, Australia

This Byron Bay native’s authentic and occasionally nostalgic musings on love and life have created a fresh take on indie folk, with a distinctive crowd-pleasing rock edge honed on the streets of melbourne - an edge always underscored by his sweet vocals and singular guitar styles ... more

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Track Name: Dirty Hands
“Dirty Hands” Lyrics by Ben Whiting

(verse 1)
There's a shovel in my yard
Soil on my boot, a trail of the trouble she said led me straight to you.

There is poison in my blood it's in the family tree
Running through the generations from my father to me.

(chorus)
I've got dirty hands
I don't sleep at night
I've got dirty hands and no alibi


(verse 2)
There's a storm on its way
I feel it in the air
There's a weapon of destruction loaded up in my head
Shooting words sharper than knives
Killing truth with sharper lies.
Track Name: Fire In The Wind
“Fire In The Wind” Lyrics by Ben Whiting

(verse 1)
Down by the river we meet
Flower in her hair, bare feet
There i stood in my tattered shoes
Everything to give, nothing to lose.

(chorus)
feel your fire in the wind
And i hear your voice in my head
Still feel your fire in the wind
Gonna dream of you till im dead

(Verse 2)
Up by the lookout confess
Truth in her eyes and on her breath
There i stood so confused
I can't speak and can't move.

(bridge)
Don't look back
But i looked back
I turn my head and i look back
Yea i always will look back
Track Name: Frangipani
“Frangipani” lyrics by Ben Whiting

(verse1)
Always on my mind
A crayon coloured sky
Memories of the night
Memories of the time

(verse2)
Stories of then
Haunting my head
Memories of truth
Memories of you

(chorus)
You call i come running
You go i go darling
You call i come running
Darling
Always

(verse 3)
Lover of youth
Uncover my truth
Keeper of my saddened heart
Even miles apart

(outtro)
You send me back in time
You bring me back to life
You send me back in time
You bring me back to life
Track Name: Private Island
“Private Island” Lyrics by Ben Whiting

(verse 1)
Paddle out before you choke
Step aside from the city smoke
If you try you might wind up bent and broke

(verse 2)
Free your mind from rusty chains
Let the love live inside your veins
If you wait a while
Feel the fire burn in you for days

(chorus)
Come to the shore we got a fire burning
Welcome abroad the private island

(verse 3)
Leave the castle bring yourself
Leave the hassle on the dusty shelf
Were waiting waiting for no one else
Track Name: Walls
“Walls” Lyrics by Ben Whiting


(verse 1)
All my bones are in the stones
They build the walls around my palace
A hollow heart
An empty yard
A wonderland without the Alice
All my choices
And all my plans
Always broken by the hands
Natural forces and wild horses
Come on hard and heavy again

(Pre Chorus)
But it comes on like an old steam train
So much faster than i can explain

(chorus)
Why does it rain every time i go outside oh i wanna go outside

(verse 2)
Here i stall from hitting walls
I should have known to bring my latter
when i fall down from your cloud
I hope my bones don't break and shatter
I hear voices and demands
Everest upon my shoulder
I hear noises in my head
Come on in i have something to show you.


(Pre Chorus 2)
But it comes on like an old steam train
So much faster than i can explain


(chorus 2)
Why does it rain every time i go outside oh i wanna go outside

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