1. |
Falling In Threes
02:34
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falling in threes
is what the apples did
from a limb on a tree on a lake
next to your home
waving from trees
is what the birds did
and we rode a red pickup truck
up to your home
i got cuts, i got bruises
you can't win up here
everybody loses
so let's run from the
school to the store
let's buy some candy
and steal some more
now the hills fold me
and the stars told me
that we never have to grow old
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2. |
How I Grew Horns
02:07
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one more walk tonight
making snow grey
we click down the sidewalk
street by street, feeling leaves
my home is one the right
and the city's so silent
the moon is over the alley
line by line the pages form
when you heard me talk today
could you sense all the change in my story
finding a place to stay
while angels walk before me
let's by some bread and coffee
and wait for the spring to come
we can meet in the grass by the crucifix
horns grow on my head
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3. |
Born With A Tooth
02:55
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I was a young boy
And now I'm of age
Traded my wisdom
For a boxful of sage
What will he do
Oh What, Willie Dunn?
For three hundred years
He's been on the run
On oldman river
A dam blocks the flow
And born with a tooth
Is out on parole
Three years in jail
In a lonefighter's cell
And the water don't flow
Where there's power to sell
If I was an old man
I'd speak to my kid
Tell him be strong
Like the lonefighters did
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4. |
Timber!
02:26
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I can't see you
I'm turning up the softlight
I can't be there
I'm lost in my own head tonight
welcome back to
all the friends you left behind
i can't seem to
lose the ones i tried to find
feel i'm sinking
noone here to pull me up
sun comes through here
spill the water from my cup
there's no mention
the future is a falling tree
best intentions
are gonna pave the road for me
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5. |
Hard Time Killing Floor
03:23
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Hard time here and everywhere you go
Times is harder than ever been before
And the people are driftin' from door to door
Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go
Hear me tell you people, just before I go
These hard times will kill you dry long so
Well, you hear me singin' my lonesome song
These hard times can be so very long
If I ever get off this killin' floor
I'll never get down this low no more
And you say you had money, you better be sure
'Cause these hard times will drive you from door to door
Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more
These hard times will drive you from door to door
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6. |
Fled The Fire
04:58
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Lake bed dry as bone
Gibraltar, silent stone
When the fire passed too near
Life was as sweet as it could
Hangin' on like anyone would
Doublewide by the river
Livestock lost in the hills
Smoke on the dead beetle kill
Red pine on the ground
I saw the flames on the mill
From Michael's house on the hill
And the horses in red smoke
Black are the bones in the field
Blackened, the way i feel
Not like a robin
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7. |
St Joseph
06:42
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wake up to your sun
with the skyline haze
and the spiral staircase
where the radio plays
across the country
where dark things hide
the ice is all melting
it's warmer outside
and churches reach
pointing so high
and seagulls wheel
in the smoky sky
and these old streets
hold the map to my soul
and spirit burns
like a small piece of coal
so sleep in your moonbeam
that covers your head
let our golden plans
form on your bed
and i am so far away
from this place i should be
the cuts on my fingers
remind me
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Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know where I'm gone
When I'm dead and in my grave
No more good times here I'll crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them I've gone to sleep
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Freight train, freight train, run so fast
Please don't tell what train I'm on
So they won't know where I'm gone
When I'm dead and in my grave
No more good times here I'll crave
Place the stones at my head and feet
And tell them all I've gone to sleep
When I die please bury me deep
Down at the end of Chestnut Street
So I can hear old Number Nine
As she goes rolling by
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Sun Brimmer Montreal, Québec
Sun Brimmer has evolved over the last 10 years through the ever changing writing
style of Matt Lee Collaborating with
some of
Montreal's best musicians, Matt has created a complex and darkly beautiful raft of
songs that touch on the darker aspects of life and living. Heady countrified music
full of mystery and harmony that draws from a wide range of inspiration.
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