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Why My Love
04:07
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Why, my love, do you go,
And take my heart into war?
The landmine’s not a safe place for us to hide,
But it will be our only shelter for tonight.
I tried to be your nightingale,
And sing away the pain you felt.
Oh! Sweet Nightingale…
But you heard the call of fire and ran
To plant your feet in distant lands
And fight another man’s war.
And still,
I’m waiting.
Still,
I’m waiting…
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2. |
Blood Bath
03:36
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I was born into a blood bath
To inherit father pain
All the people marching here and back
Across their brother's graves
Now the call of the drum grows louder
As if pounding through my heart
All our footsteps are united
As we tear other souls apart
Now the call to take up armor
And to fight other souls to death
So that I might find my freedom
Steels our souls from rest
How I have followed and lost my own will
I'd like to run home and fight to be still
Coward or not, it seems wrong to obey
And fight in a war that another man made
I was born into a blood bath (x4)
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3. |
River
04:30
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Hum, hum, hum
Above the river,
Round the voices mine collects,
And gathers with their common flow,
And bathes in their regret.
I, I
Begged my lover, stay here!
But he passes with the time
And the tides keep taking things
That aren’t their own from by my side.
Still, you weren’t, firmly planted,
But my roots had come down strong.
You pulled them when you left me,
Half gone and half alone.
Hung, hung, hung
Above the river rocks
And tossing all around.
When you’re troubled in deep water,
Where will you find your solid ground?
Anchor, anchor
Your love somewhere, darling,
Anywhere you can,
And love some other better
To forget the love I am.
Don’t fall beneath the river
And wind up all alone.
Her wild and restless current
And the thrilling life you boast,
Might wind up up unforgiving
And tossing in her waves
Might make you
Wish
You
Stayed….
Home, home, home……
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4. |
The Post-Timey Rag
02:40
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In the morning
When the sun rise,
I hear my baby
Singin’ all over the place.
Mhmm
In the evening
When the moon shines,
Ain’t nobody
Stop you from singin’ child.
That’s right.
You gotta give that old bad world a reason to shout.
Ain’t no use hidin’ ‘hind the words that won’t come out.
You gotta’ use your voice to tell ‘em,
You won’t be backin’ down.
Ain’t no thing
Keep my baby from singin’ this whole world round.
In the morning
When the sun rise,
I hear my baby
Singin’ all over the place....
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5. |
Laymans' Song
05:04
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I could feel the floor a’bendin’
‘Neath the stompin’ of our hooves,
And our voices started blendin’
Like we was doin’ somethin’ good.
We would howl at night in streets, so loud,
In hopes we could be heard.
Now we’re bitin’ our own bullets,
Now we’re choking on our words.
How the trumpet started blowin’
With no regard to tune,
But our ears were turning deaf
Beneath the silence of the moon.
Now we raise our glasses higher,
And curse the noise we've lost
If we go down still fighting,
We haven't really lost.
Through straining voice
and twisted tongue,
We'll sing the layman's song
“Our labor’s never good enough.
The pain had been too long.”
How the burning rays of summer
Have beat down on our backs,
And we scream out every chorus
In hopes it’s not our last.
We pray our Lord forgives us
For every turn we took.
Though the signs all said forbidden,
Our hearts refused to look.
May the road rise up to meet me
As I stumble o'er my steps,
For I'm far too old to rise for it,
Too far from home to rest.
My callused hands
Can't hold the chords
to carry out the songs,
“Our labor's never good enough.
the pain has been too long.”
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6. |
Go To Sleep My Child
00:55
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Go to sleep, my child.
Go to sleep, my child.
The sun has bowed its head in slumber,
And so, you must as well.
Go to sleep, my child.
Go to sleep, my child.
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7. |
Cannonball
04:58
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My heart,
It swells
From the cannonball
When you made me your
Main target.
These songs,
They wail
From the top of my lungs
When I scream out your name
With no answer.
It makes me feel
Like the dirty ground
That you tread upon
Towards your exit.
It makes me feel
Like a broken love
That you tell all of
Your excuses.
And I couldn’t leave your side now if I tried.
Like a boy, lost in war, I have lost the will to fight,
And I go through the motions
With no hope of returning,
And no hope of ever knowing
What is right.
My coward arms
Are held up high
I surrender,
I cannot run.
Blood on our hands,
Released innocence
For a better grip
On the gun.
It makes me feel
Like an animal
I am loyal and
Always wait.
It makes me feel
Like a filthy love.
The neglect won’t just
Wash Away.
And I couldn’t leave your side now if I tried.
Like a boy, lost in war, I have lost the will to fight,
And I go through the motions
With no hope of returning,
And no hope of ever knowing
What is right.
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8. |
Sleepless Lullaby
04:52
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Lover, Oh, lover, lover, lover,
Why don’t you sleep?
Why don’t you sleep?
There are dreams to be had in me.
Why don’t you sleep?
Peaceful and sweet are our memories,
And in them you still hold on to me,
So, lover, lover, lover,
Why don’t you sleep?
Lover, why don’t you sleep?
There are dreams to be had in me.
Why do your restless, red eyes wade and wander
In a past
That you may never leave?
Lover, why does the pain
Seem to come back in your mind again?
What do these sleepless nights enchant you with
That you might not
Move on e’er again?
And how came this awful night
That you appeared, but weren’t there except in sight?
I tried to hold you in my arms,
Too tired to fight
A restless tide.
And where do you think those dark waves will fall?
Where will the night winds blow?
Where will your soul go?
Where will your soul go?
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9. |
As I Was Sleeping
03:20
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As I was sleeping,
My eyes fell down
To pain that we were passing all around.
I knew no sorrows,
Heard not a single sound.
I put my sword and shield down on the ground.
I felt a peace encircling me
That warmed much like your arms,
And suddenly my dreams released
A shelter from wars harms.
When I awoke dear,
I tried to pull you near,
Find safety in our bodies passing fear,
But I was startled.
Another’s cradling touch
Protected me from death with heart of lust.
I know there is no recompense
To pay for what I’ve done,
And worse than that, the woman in my arms
Is my true love.
The other woman
Is my true love.
So keep the life and home we made,
And take our only son.
Tell him that his daddy’s died,
And never will return.
And never will return.
And never will return.
And never will return.
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10. |
New Old Song
05:12
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Boy, don’t make me raise my voice.
I swore I’d stay,
But you gave me no choice
Than to break my word,
So you could see
What it’s like
To be left,
What it’s like,
To be me.
You warmed her bed
A month or so,
But I did not hear,
No, how could I know?
You treated me nice
As any man should,
But behind my back,
You were treating
Her good.
I’d like to leave you
Down on your knees
Crying for mercy,
Begging me, “please.”
I’m not red handed.
The blood is on you,
And I won’t be bonded
To vows you’ve abused.
Blindly, you thought
You were leading the blind,
That you could be cruel,
And I’d still be kind.
Well, you’ll soon find out
That I am no saint.
You can never return to
The home
That you break.
Boy, don’t make me clench my fists.
Your blows have struck me
Traveling the distance,
But loss is beneath you
When she holds the gun.
The lies that you stole
Are the prize
That you’ve won.
I’d like to leave you
Down on your knees
Praying for mercy,
Begging me, “please.”
I’m not red handed.
The blood is on you,
And I won’t be bonded
To vows you’ve abused.
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11. |
Why
04:36
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Why do I confuse the lines that I drew for you
The lines that keep me from using you
that keep me from myself
Why do hands grasp every treasure that they so desire
Afraid of losing their appetite
Afraid to wait
Why do I try to deserve your love
When clearly I can’t give you mine
Why do thoughts cling to my mind
And devour what’s pure
The subtlety’s gone and there’s not much more
for me to give away
Why does love easily get tainted with what we want
a rush of pleasure and can’t be stopped
But it’s gone before long
And why do I try to deserve your love
When clearly I can’t give you mine
We’ll shred to ruins this love of ours
I can feel the fall of the towers
Shaking the ground beneath where we stand
Oh and weakening the power of our hands
’Til we can’t hold on any longer
What does thirst teach us when it goes on unquenched
The poison is pouring from off my lips
and into your blood
What does pain show us with wounds open once again
Poison and blood come from open skin
Unable to heal
And why do I try to deserve your love
When clearly I can’t give you mine
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12. |
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I will rest
My old head
In this old
Familiar place,
And I will always
Revel in
Its old
Familiar taste.
I will let its brutal winds
Blow right through my brittle bones;
I will let its sculptors carve
Into my heart as if it were stone.
And when they finally come for me
In the cloudy skies,
I will not see their bright street lights
Through my blurry eyes,
And though they finally take me out
Into the night,
Oh,
I will not escape.
I will wonder,
“why?”
And I’ll ask them,
“Will I
Ever
Make It
Out of here
Alive?”
Town’s people watch
My hair grow long,
Spin their trail to
The shadow of a lark,
Listen quietly
As I sing several Songs.
Now, they wonder on
My hollowness and dark.
I will let their brutal winds
Blow right through my brittle bones;
I will let its sculptors carve
Into my heart as if it were stone.
And when they finally come for me
In the cloudy skies,
I will not see their bright street lights
Through my blurry eyes,
And though they finally take me out
Into the night,
Oh,
I will not escape.
I will wonder,
“why?”
And I’ll ask them,
“Will I
Ever
Make It
Out of here
Alive?”
Why, my love, do you go?
And take my heart into war?
The landmine’s not a safe place,
The landmine’s not a safe place
For us to hide,
But it will be our only shelter for tonight.
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The Post-Timey String Band Columbia, South Carolina
With a good mixture of quirky and serious, The Post-Timey String Band produce an interesting blend of folk, ragtime, and blues that hails influence from the old and the new. Kelley creates the picture with her vocals/kazoo/mouth trumpet and keeps everything in beat with her rhythm guitar, uke, and banjo while Sean colors everything in with an assortment of stringed instruments. ... more
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