Six Feet Under the Dirt

I'm frequenting Julia Stone's 'Memory Machine' solo album. Believe me, just like her reputation as sibling duo, this album will not disappoint you (that if you bought digital or physical copy anyway). Illegal downloader, shut your pie hole.

One song caught my attention the most is Winter on the Weekend. Click PLAY if you want to know why this song in heavy rotation.

He's a dog

But he's dressed up like a sheep

Got bones all through the backyard

But he likes to drink tea

We play scrabble on the weekend

And he talks about the weather most of the time

I thought my sacred body

With him it would be fine

And I walked into the doorway

He slid across the room

My heart, it started racing

I just didn't know what to do

And he laid me on the floor

And my screams they go unheard

The lady living next door

Well she's six feet under the dirt

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

He's a dog

But he's dressed up like a sheep

He's got bones all through the backyard

But he likes to fool me

And I travel through the doorway

I thought I'd be fine

But it's not the way it's gonna go this time

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Somebody is going to hurt me

There's nothing I can do

And all this time I needed you

And all this time I wanted you

You can't hear me now

Can't hear me now

Like you do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Someone's gonna hurt me

There's nothing I can do

Daddy, why don't you protect me

Somebody is going to hurt me

There's nothing I, I can do

p.s. yesterday I've heard Angus Stone's 'Big Jet Plane' on BFM channel. Some Malaysian DJ have got a good taste finally.