1. |
Faithful People
02:51
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Ain't no changes in the badlands
With the Padres in the air
And the girl who starts to wonder
Why she's been there so long
There were mountains deep and purple
Sweet as James Taylor's sweet guitar
On a ranch off Santa Barbara
And it's been there so long
Then we grooved right down to Haight Street
Because we love those seven hills
Spent some time with the faithful people
And they've been there so long
Now I'm diggin' writing this song
It's the first one in a while
Every time I think of California
I feel I've been there so long
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2. |
Waking Giants
04:33
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Hold your horses steady
Giants are sleeping
Who knows when they're coming to
We ride the morning shore
We must fly the closing door
We are leaving
And we'll never look to our homes
Sinking like the sand in the hourglass
We've no reason to stay
And no-one to pray to
No compass
We don't need instructions today
Trouble is on our side
But fortune's at our heels
With thunder in its wheels
That have trampled many a heart before
Oh stay awake, stay awake
Or they'll surely outrun us
There's no sacred divide
And no cross to be tied to
No compass
We don't need instructions today
Trouble is on our side
Hold your horses steady
Giants are sleeping
Who knows when they're coming to
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3. |
Cookie Blues
02:23
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Something smelling good's a-crawling up my nose
Grandma's in the kitchen by the iron stove
I think it just might be
Cookies!
Everyone was sleeping
I was all alone
I was hungry for something
Wasn't a bone
Gotta get me some of these
Cookies!
I leapt up on the table and I took a bite
My ears started flapping and I saw the light
But now I'm on my knees
Bring it up!
Soon as it was over I was looking for more
But I'm staring at the mess-up on the kitchen floor
I think it just might be
Cookies!
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4. |
Countryside
03:18
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Took me outta my mind
When we went walking in the countryside
Sure is nice to find a woman who will sing to you
And help you drink your wine
Oh soon she will be mine
She's my shadow
Growing old
As the sun sets low
And it's good to know
That she'll be back tomorrow
Took me outta my mind
When we went down to the riverside
Sure is nice to find some children who will sing to you
And heal your blinded eyes
Oh soon they will be mine
They're my shadow
Growing old
As the sun sets low
And it's good to know
That they'll be back tomorrow
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5. |
Prop Me Up
02:42
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Prop me up against the jukebox when I die
My head is getting heavy and you know why
I'm down and out and I'm hanging low
I'm the loser guaranteed
Prop me up against the jukebox and leave me be
Prop me up against the jukebox when I die
I've jived and skived my way and I hate my wife
My kids are gone and my hound is dead
My lovelife is K.I.A.
Prop me up cos my ticket here was one-way
Prop me up against the jukebox when I die
That record's spinning my funeral in the sky
When I look back on my life
Of pain, trouble and strife
It hurts like a goddamn knife in my eye
So prop me up against the jukebox when I die
The only time I'm happy is when I'm high
Every time I take a toke
The whole damn day goes up in smoke
And I'll be stoned and broke when I die
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6. |
Warbler
04:29
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Hear the warbler
Singing songs of you
To a day that's new
Wind is turning
Blowing you away
I am bound to the clay
This is your day
Don't hesitate
Time will not wait
And I won't get in your way
Words burning
Into butterflies
Fill the morning skies
My lady's laughing
Only she knows why
Think I'll give it a try
This is your day
Don't hesitate
Time will not wait
And I won't get in your way
Day that's new
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7. |
Hangman
07:47
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A rope hangs steady
In a desert sky
The sun is shaking
As the mountains sigh
As the mountains sigh
Did you see the serpent
In the flames last night
I could swear she knew me
For her eyes grew white
For her eyes grew white
Nobody knows her name
She stands before me
She's in the game
If I could be made to care
I'd surely realise
That there's no-one there
They say the red man
Once knew this land
Now his ashes stain the sand
Now his ashes stain the sand
My eyes are heavy
But I won't look down
In case I'm sinking into the ground
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Arch Stanton London, UK
Acoustic vocal harmony trio active since 2005. These days we live in Oxford, Edinburgh and Copenhagen respectively so opportunities to write and record are few and far between ! Nevertheless our new EP Oceans of Time is available here, check it out : )
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