Steve Low

Steve Low

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  • LOVE ISN'T DUMB
    LOVE ISN’T DUMB
    I been unfolding the map too many times G C D
    The way to your heart it’s elusive, there ain’t many signs
    You’re like a mirage you flicker and then you go hide Am F C
    I’m left to suck up the pain right through the night Am F D D7
    Love isn’t dumb it’s a sting C
    It’s a spin off the road to a ditch G
    It’s a car driving by and leaving you there Bm D
    To the sun that burns a hole in your head Am C
    If I could just bury your image and walk proud away
    Lay a false trail and go play you at your own game
    But no I’m the pilgrim bent down kissing your feet
    Wanting to call out your name to the whole of the street
    Yeah all of the day you’re a stake in my brain F
    And I’m wanting your scent in a basic way Am
    Do I have to break like a rolling car G
    Soaking down pain in gasoline balm Bm D
    Love isn’t dumb it’s a sting (single strum)
    It’s a spin off the road to a ditch
    It’s a car driving by and leaving you there
    To the sun that burns a hole in your head
    Love isn’t dumb it’s a sting
    It’s a spin off the road to a ditch
    It’s a car driving by and leaving you there
    To the sun that burns a hole in your head
    4 min
  • WHERE CIGARETTES FALL
    A&R company Taxi is one of the hardest to crack so to have this song accepted and forwarded to the music director of a new TV series in the US was a good moment.
    Where Cigarettes Fall
    You wanted a rendezvous
    For the consignment I said I’d let you see
    We gotta be murmuring
    Behind the hands – the voice of righteous felony
    So I said I’d meet you – and I did – in the dark
    In the place – where cigarettes fall
    Where the gutter’s strewn with stems n ash
    And the talk is all just threats n trash
    Out the back door steamy kitchen blue hotel
    Where cigarettes fall
    Then there’s your girl you see
    Pretty one - she on the take in multiple ways
    She’s going to purgatory
    You’d have to think cause she’s there right in my face
    Yeah I’d often meet her – as one does – in the dark
    In the place – where cigarettes fall
    Where the touch is imperceptible
    And kiss n talk a silent thrill
    Out the back door steamy kitchen Blue hotel
    Where cigarettes fall
    Won’t be long before I cut and run
    To where the road meets the sky and the world curves down
    Mr Unsavory - you got burned
    But as they say - the wheel comes round
    And she’s beside me – in the car – cause she hungered
    For me – where cigarettes fall
    Where the gutter’s . . .
    alt-country
    4 min
  • WORKING SHOES feat. Hamish Low
    Working Shoes
    I like it that you toil away D
    Use your hands to scrub all day C
    You’re not afraid to lift a load
    You don’t give up and hit the road (hit the road hit the road)
    While I’ve been laying out in the warming sun C9b7 Fma7
    Soaking it all up and getting nothing done
    I gotta lift my game to get your heart Bm7 E
    And put my working shoes on A
    And go head out to the vine Dbm
    Sweat it out and take me to the wire F#m D
    I’ll put my working shoes on A
    Gonna give up all my time Dbm
    And lay it out n catch your eye Bm D
    Girl I see you’re organized
    You don’t run out of your supplies
    A South bound train with a belly laugh
    Nothing gonna stop your river raft (river raft river raft)
    So I’ll be your stoker or your anchor man
    Pullin’ on my shoes gonna lend a hand
    I gotta lift my game to reach your heart
    I’ll put my working shoes on . . .
    Put my working shoes on . . .
    3 min
  • UNBUNDLE YOU
    Unbundle You
    You’re all bound up
    Like a mummy in a tomb
    A coat of many layers
    Does anyone get you
    But you’re hot and I want ya
    Get you into bed
    Lay you in my arms
    And get inside your head
    You’re wired to max and you’re hard to penetrate
    You never lie down and you gotta dominate
    Wanna unbundle you
    Then we can love a night away
    Then we can love a night away
    All your energy
    Going round circuits
    Making up problems
    That really don’t exist
    You gotta take a chill pill
    Lie around with me
    I’ll loosen up your layers
    And I’ll set you free
    You’re spaghetti junction – but hey you gotta function
    Gonna peel u like an onion – mmm I really need your lovin’
    4 min
  • NOTHING BUT SILENCE
    Nothing But Silence
    Need you from that first sight moment
    I lay it on you a reckless showman
    I carry you everywhere
    It really does hurt to care
    I tell you that you shine so bright
    And me I won’t sleep tonight
    I’m hungry for things you’d say
    But there’s nothing, nothing, nothing nothing but silence
    I sense you don’t trust my ramblings
    You think I’m hooked on craven play things
    You don’t get the first sight thing
    That love was born - a wave came in
    I tell you that you shine so bright
    And me I won’t sleep tonight
    I’m hungry for things you’d say
    But there’s nothing, nothing, nothing nothing but silence
    Nothing but silence
    Nothing but silence
    Nothing but silence
    I’m going to make you see I’m true
    You’re like a seed it grew and grew
    I can wait for time to pass
    Of what you think I’ll never ask
    I tell you that you shine so bright
    And me I won’t sleep tonight . . . . . . Nothing but silence
    4 min
  • LONELY ROAD
    Lonely Road
    Oh yes I’m driving down this lonely lonely road
    Yeah and it’s bustling with everyone you’d know
    Out on the weekend
    With street lights a fiery glow
    And the night a promised land
    For pilgrims in party hats
    Oh yes I’m driving down this lonely lonely road
    I know that you’re out there talking the talk I know
    Falling down laughing
    While your friends go count out the beat
    To the freedom of the street
    While I’m a guy you used to know
    I feel like an alien from yesterday
    Looking through the glass as the people play
    Craving for your scent somewhere in the night
    Somewhere in the night
    Why don’t you call me
    I’ve left you agony on your phone
    Yeah my heart has been ripped from its home
    Oh Baby come back to me
    3 min
  • POLICE ON YOU
    Police On You
    A heart breaker smile
    And rollin’ with your eyes
    I’m faking Mr Casual but choking as you play your game
    You who loves to talk
    You really are a wall
    Gonna put Police on you
    Give me a clue
    About who you are
    The one I love
    They’ll hold you down
    Your hands be bound
    With Police on you
    I’ll get the truth
    They’re armed to starve
    Dissect your heart
    And interrogate
    I just can’t wait
    Get the Police on you
    Police on you
    Hey you make a play - Innuendo too
    But then you pull away and you are righteous lady
    Like it’s wrong for you
    And your book of truth
    Aching down that living highway seeing a jet stream and hoping for release
    Give me something - a minor victory
    Give me a little hope – that we gonna do it –
    Go ahead and prove it
    3 min
  • DON'T YOU TURN AWAY
    Don’t You Turn Away
    Our skins radiate
    But I’m the only one who’s feeling it
    You’re looking back bemused
    Like who’s does this guy think he is
    But you stay along for the ride
    Like you’re gonna throw and play me on a line
    But when it comes time to part
    You don’t give a thing just a half smile
    Hey don’t you turn away
    Hang on hang on – give me just a look
    Yeah don’t you turn away
    Hang on hang on – stay with me and talk - don’t you turn away
    You got your life on track
    You don’t need to cross this field of mines
    Your business is your passion
    If I can drive your numbers you’ll give me the time
    And you’re reading all my signs
    Like bill boards flashing you know they’re there
    I’m a prisoner in the spot light
    All you got for me is a knowing stare
    Hang on hang on stay with me and talk
    Hang on hang on don’t you turn and walk
    Listen to our rhythm
    Don’t you want to chase that ecstasy
    We can light fire with grace
    We can find a book that makes you believe
    Cause I’m screaming under this skin
    I need something for this suffering
    Light me up with your eyes
    Show me that your heart might let me in
    4 min
  • SOMETHING GOOD IN ME
    Something Good in Me
    Night it seeps in through the cracks
    Of this highway byway wooden shack
    No one’s made this home for years
    These walls have dried a 1000 tears
    We stopped in here just me n her
    Running from the debt and failure
    Well I lie here almost gratefully
    This dirt floor is my sanctuary
    My lady’s gonna stay with me
    Does she see somethin’ I don’t see?
    Does she see somethin’ good in me?
    Was flying high not long ago
    A peacock in a field I’d sown
    But the gambler it took hold of me
    The season’s change I didn’t see
    Her face went thin like a witch’s broom
    As I told the truth ‘bout wrack and ruin
    Well I lie I here almost gratefully . . .
    She’s combing dust right outta her hair
    Sayin’ our field’s now embers n sparks
    But she knows I meant the best for us
    Cause me I bear a generous heart
    4 min
  • 3PM
    3pm
    I’m in and out of focus I’m a harbor light
    Sweeping through fog trying to make out shapes
    And the dust particles like floaters in my eyes
    Shimmer and jerk with the head that aches
    Oh how they keep it going those workaday people
    When the afternoon drags and they’re death on ice
    But me I’m of the night like a church has a steeple
    I’m a doll connoisseur but my heads getting screwed up in a vice
    Trying to focus on what I did say
    When I’s pouring out my soul last night
    I probably said that I’d meet you today
    But my bodies inert and it’s 3pm
    And your image in my mind no it ain’t quite the same
    Now I’m leached of the drug and my hormone’s low
    And I guess you’ll get the vibe of a back up train
    If I gave you my number and you ring my phone
    Chorus
    You probably think that I was using you
    But swinging on highs is different from blues
    Chorus
    3 min

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Playing live and writing & recording in Nelson New Zealand - began recording in 2004 once technology was available to make CDs using industry standard equipment at home. Radio airplay on Fresh FM…