1. |
After The Drifts
02:48
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Nightingale awake and I am turning pages
Night by night, alright, I want some solitude
Might I rest a minute on your haymakers?
Am I alright with you?
Will I see your kicks
On the boardwalk after the drifts?
When I beat the blitz
I will have no one to talk with.
Poor me, pour me a gin and catatonic
My god, I gotta get up an at 'em
I know I'm not the last romantic
But when I'm in a cotton tee, when I'm back in denim ...
Will I see your kicks
On the boardwalk after the drifts?
When I beat the blitz
I will have no one to talk with.
No other man about town, or someone else of such renown
From the military compound has two feet on the ground
Will I see your kicks
On the boardwalk after the drifts?
When I beat the blitz
I will have no one to talk with.
And you're the only one who'd notice
That I have no one to talk with
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2. |
Noise on the Anvil
03:37
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Looking through the curtains at the seaside
Looking to be kept alive
Where I wait til you throw rocks at my window
With a plan for tonight
Like "meet me down at the concert hall
With the night owls under the mirrorball
I wanna dance in a tape delay"
Say, that's the way out that I needed
I'm heart sick, but a young thing undefeated
Say that's the way out that I needed
So make a little noise on the anvil, let 'em know you're alive
I take in the vision that you made of me
I take a minute to make believe,
The way nightmares never even bother,
I'm your boy at the beach
With a gold-capped tooth and my ill-spent youth
Well it won't get better than bad news.
I'm okay, thanks for asking. Why?
Say, that's the way out that I needed
I'm heart sick, but a young thing undefeated
Say that's the way out that I needed
So make a little noise on the anvil, let 'em know you're alive
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3. |
Jasmine and Flowers
02:40
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Susan, I think everybody wants some -
An engine and a little better odds
I got skin in the game,
But I don't want to fall in love all over again
When I'm out of power, I'm going back to the owls
With some jasmine and flowers in my veins
I pontificate at the cafe
Cheek cut, curiosity unbuckled
I'm trying to stay on the dial
To little or no avail
When I'm out of power, I'm going back to the owls
With some jasmine and flowers in my veins
Susan, I think everyone wants some
An engine and political odds
I don't need no pulpit,
Between yas be it
When I'm out of power, I'm going back to the owls
With some jasmine and flowers in my veins
I'll be touched up, for sure, by your mainland leisure
But I've got jasmine and flowers in my veins
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4. |
Feel Nothing
04:43
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She with her roses, I in my jeans
Step like ponies in the snow on a white evening
I am cut to the bone by the wind from the sea
I can't keep control of my chattering teeth
I feel nothing
We arrive like we'd fallen from a cola machine
Everyone is shaken by the pop rock teens
Words laced in brandy drip like honey
From lips in envy of poetry, in them
I feel nothing
I drag from my coat the smell of cigarette smoke
As we hold bare hands on a cold walk home.
She'll raise her head and say to me
"Isn't it nice of the sky to sow seeds
That under street lamps bloom as an alabaster sheet
That lights the white evening?"
I feel nothing.
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North Lakes Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island
North Lakes is a rock and roll band, pure-grain and punchy with a reverb chaser.
They play a smart
blend of nostalgia and new. It’s equal parts power pop, proto-punk, and garage rock. Melody and songcraft come first for North Lakes, keeping their tracks timeless and approachable.
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