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You're A Symphony
03:07
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Like what’s sprung from the cage
And can’t be seen in the dark
I’m a kick to the head
That didn’t quite hit the mark
Like a beggar for shelter
Trying to breathe through a noose
You’re bound up in strings
While I’m out running loose
Baby just close your eyes
You don’t need to see
All the mess I’ve made on this hopelessly lost streak
I’ll break through the waves
That carry you home
You’re a symphony that best be played alone
Like the hope cut from space
In between lost and gone
I’m your little black dress on my floor
After the dawn
The next breath you take
Should be screaming my name
And every breath after that
Should be the same
I’ll tear through your heart
Until I can find
An empty space that could be claimed as mine
I’ll carve in my name
Right down to the bone
You’re a symphony that best be played alone
I’ll tear through your heart
Until I can find
An empty space that should be claimed as mine
I’ll carve in my name
Right down to the bone
You’re a symphony that best be played alone
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2. |
Everything I Need
03:25
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She sleeps
And I lay staring at the ceiling
I count sheep
And wonder what the hell she must be thinking
They say that fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
Well, I’m a fool for her
I’m in over my head
She gives me everything I need
She gives me everything I need
I get drunk
And she still gives me all her lovin’
I’m such a punk
But she doesn’t act above it
They say that fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
Well, I’m a fool for her
I’m in over my head
She gives me everything I need
She gives me everything I need
She gives me everything I need
She gives me everything I need
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3. |
Cinderella Says
03:29
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See the girl with the frosty, tear streaked eyes
Waiting on her happiness reprise
Sits at the window staring out to sea
Watching the birds fly and dreaming she could be so free
Then the girl from the storybook
Cracks a smile
Long enough to look
While the boys in the band play a familiar tune
And Cinderella says she’s not crying
In a place where the grass grows long and wild
And fireflies glow brightly in the night
Down by the water, sand between here toes
When she closes her eyes it’s where she always goes
Then the girl from the storybook
Cracks a smile
Long enough to look
While the boys in the band play a familiar tune
And Cinderella says she’s not crying
Don’t you worry
She’ll be fine
With those seabirds
She’ll be flying
But don’t you worry
She’s not crying
Then the girl from the storybook
Cracks a smile
Long enough to look
While the boys in the band play a familiar tune
And Cinderella says she’s done crying
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4. |
It's Not Easy
04:14
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Pull you in but you push back until I’m gone
Our days grow shorter but our shadow, it grows long
I lock you out to listen to my blue jean sage
And count the bottles as they spill across your page
It’s not easy
Oh no it’s not
It’s not easy when you’re feeling so unsure
It’s not easy always looking for the words
It’s not easy, dealing you for her
It’s not easy but I’ll tell you
It’s getting easier
I’ll burn it down but we both know that I am wrong
This one note melody could never be a song
Peel the cover back to see what’s underneath
But we both know that we’re not sharing in the grief
It’s not easy
Oh no it’s not
It’s not easy when you’re feeling so unsure
It’s not easy always looking for the words
It’s not easy, dealing you for her
It’s not easy but I’ll tell you
It’s getting easier
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5. |
Hungover You
03:44
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You came to me with arms wide open
I fell for you before too long
Now you’re leaving me heartbroken
With nothing but a song
You know I’d give up my life for you
Just to know youd be alright
But I’m a shell of how you found me
Drinking myself to sleep at night
Empty bottles lying on the floor
Been building up since you walking out that door
I’ve watched the sunrise through a haze of booze
I’m so hungover you
Become a cliché of the lovesick
Sat alone with my whiskey
Staring out on stormy weather
Hoping that you’d come back to me
Empty bottles lying on the floor
Been building up since you walking out that door
I’ve watched the sunrise through a haze of booze
I’m so hungover you
I missed you when I had you
I hate you now you’re gone
I guess I’ll drown these sorrows
And chase the misery down
Empty bottles lying on the floor
Been building up since you walking out that door
I’ve watched the sunrise through a haze of booze
I’m so hungover you
I’m so hungover you
I’m so hungover
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6. |
Bloody Nose
02:06
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A bloody nose from my best friend took me on a wild ride
Upside round side it was such a wild night
She was standing there giving me nothing to lose
Looked me up and down, wearing fuck me shoes
The whole damn night just flew right by
She never caught my eye
I was so high
A bloody nose from my best friend took me down a dark path
And once I started that was I wasn’t gonna look back
Upside in and inside down
I didn’t think I could come back down
The whole damn night just flew right by
Until I dropped off like the tide
I thought that I was gonna die
I was so high
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7. |
Favourite Sin
04:12
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She wakes up in the morning
And she sees that he’s gone
While she puts on her make-up
She’s still humming his song
It’s not an old-fashioned love song
She’ll break your heart with one twirl of her hair
She’s not losing the starlight
She’s just trying to catch it in mid-air
Such a bad little habit
But she’s not ready to quit
One day she’s honestly leaving
But honestly, this isn’t it
She’s tattooed his name on her body
But she wears him underneath her skin
They’ll never see picket fences
But he’ll always be her favourite sin
She says “hold me now ‘cause I need it
Wrap me up in a lie
But please don’t tell me you mean it
This wouldn’t work if we tried”
Like a clown at the circus
Spinning plates in the air
When it comes crashes around him
He’ll laugh and just disappear
He’s tattooed her name on his body
But he wears her underneath his skin
They’ll never see picket fences
But she’ll always be his favourite sin
He said “The flowers I gave you are wilting
And I don’t keep pictures of you
Please don’t ask what this all meant
It’s just the best I could do”
He’s tattooed her name on his body
But she wears him underneath her skin
They’ll never see picket fences
But she’ll always be his favourite sin
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8. |
Howl
03:11
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You’re in the dark when the lights go out in the city
You lost your spark and baby ain’t it a pity
You can’t be found on the lonely streets of the downtown
You’ve gone to ground and the boys all say it’s a let down
Well I know that you were a wild one
Who was always on the prowl
But now it’s been such a long time
Since we have heard you howl
Johnny’s spreading the news that you’ve gotten softer
Than you promised your fans that you ever would
Well, baby I could always come to your defence
But you’ve got to show me why I should
Well I know that you were a wild one
Who was always on the prowl
But now it’s been such a long time
Since we have heard you howl
It’s all your fault
You’ve got no one else to blame
You lost yourself
You forgot to play the game
Your reputation
Sure could use a boost
You’re not the libertine
You were back in your youth
Well I know that you’re a wild one
Who can thrive out on the prowl
And I can’t wait until your comeback
When you burst in with a howl
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Mike Hickey St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
I got away from music for a while. After Tapes called it a day, I wasn't even gigging solo anymore. That changed last summer and I'm starting to get back to it, but couldn't remember the original songs I had written for the band. I decided that the second February of a pandemic gave me no excuse not to relearn the songs and finally record them. ... more
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