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1. |
Bridge to Nowhere
04:04
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Her favourite thing about this town is the bridge across the water
It’s the perfect place for working through your thoughts under the sun
It carried one last load of coal back when she was someone’s daughter
But her folks passed not long after the final train had run
The mine collapsed the same year that the mill was slowing down
Anyone with half the means picked up and moved away
Before then she had everything she needed in this town
But now she tends the bar where she sells some pills to keep the bills at bay
There’s a sorrow in the comfort of growing up where you will die
When you don’t know any different you don’t know how to live a lie
You wont’t even change the picture that came in the frame
But Truth be told there’s nothing here that that’ll ever be the same
At 15 he dropped out of school because he wasn’t gonna make it
They said he had the kind of look to maybe find a bit of fame
When he made the promise to get out he didn’t plan to break it
But no one’s keen to hire some kid who can barely spell his name
There’s a sorrow in the comfort of growing up where you will die
When you don’t know any different you don’t know how to live a lie
You wont’t even change the picture that came in the frame
But Truth be told there’s nothing here that that’ll ever be the same
They both just kinda settled here for the best of what’s around
Neither one was staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
When your dreams are so damned far away it’s tough to chase them down
‘Cause it takes so much to move at all and even more to run
There’s a sorrow in the comfort of growing up where you will die
When you don’t know any different you don’t know how to live a lie
You wont’t even change the picture that came in the frame
But Truth be told there’s nothing here that that’ll ever be the same
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2. |
To Mend
03:25
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You’ve been having trouble sleeping
Because your worries hiss and growl at night and hide behind the door
So here’s my armour, you can take it off my chest
I don’t think I need it anymore
When it hurts you can’t help but feel like you’re broken
But I know how just far you can bend in the wind
And The moments you long for will wait while you’re taking the time that is needed to
mend
Why aren’t the gods to whom they’re praying
The ones among us healing minds and bodies with just their mortal hands?
It will cost them much more than the tithes that they’re taking
When they sign off on those less-than-Holy Plans
When it hurts you can’t help but feel like you’re broken
But I know how just far you can bend in the wind
And the end of the world won’t come just because we’re taking the time that is
needed to mend
You’re worn to the bone. And you’re tired of chasing
The same damn things you’re always running from
The devil you know is the devil you’re facing
And we’ve got a few more angels yet to come
When it hurts you can’t help but feel like you’re broken
But I know how just far you can bend in the wind
The moments we long for will wait while we’re taking the time that is needed to mend
And The end of the world won’t come just because we’re taking the time that is
needed to mend
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Circle K
03:10
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Well I’m stopped to top up on caffeine and gasoline This Circle K’s just like the one a mile or two from anywhere
And the sky it looks angry like it’s breathing smoke and it looks more like ashes coming down and
less like snow
And it’s bad news, this I’m telling you and I won’t bow for mercy even if you move to prosecute the
bearer
And then execute the judge by trial and error
And there’s no good reason
Legal or otherwise
That we can’t figure out a plan to push around this weather
Another notch on the coffee card like a scarred up passport stamped in every town assaulted out
along the way
And lately I have found that when I look around at faces of folks that I’ll likely only see today
It’s hard to read the meaning in their eyes when it resembles something between apathy and terror
And they don’t know what to make of a ragged wayfarer
And there’s no good reason
Legal or otherwise
That we can’t figure out a plan to push around this weather
And there’s no good reason
Legal or otherwise
That we can’t tear into the heart of it together
Well I stopped praying long before I even learned to talk but I believe in right and wrong and rigged
and fair
And that beauty’s in the eyes of the wearer
And there’s no good reason
Legal or otherwise
That we can’t figure out a plan to push around this weather
And there’s no good reason
Legal or otherwise
That we have to turn around and head for shelter
Let’s tear into the heart of it together
I’m stopped to top up on caffeine and gasoline This Circle K’s just like the one a mile or two from
anywhere
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4. |
Someone's Favourite Song
04:00
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You might never see my name up in lights on a sign
And if I'm on the road to fame right now it's a real damn crooked line
I haven't been this far from home in a long time
But it's the only way I know to earn a dime
There's still a few more mountains left in front of me
The fields of smoke and fire won't steer me wrong
I've weathered the storm and I can't wait to see my family
But up here tonight I'm singing someone's favourite song
I've only just been two weeks gone but tonight it feels like more
This time round the road hit back a little harder than before
I haven't had this far to go in a long time
But I can't turn around before we reach the western shore
There's still a few more mountains left in front of me
The fields of smoke and fire won't steer me wrong
I've weathered the storm and I can't wait to see my family
But up here tonight I'm singing someone's favourite song
We haven't been this far apart in a long time
But somehow you feel closer than before
There's still a few more mountains left in front of me
The fields of smoke and fire won't steer me wrong
I've weathered the storm and I can't wait to see my family
But up here tonight I'm singing someone's favourite song
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5. |
Ready to Say
03:42
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Silent Night
Oh Holy night
When the doctor said you wouldn’t see the new year
I guess that she was right
All of the gifts that I brought you are underneath the tree
Still wrapped up as are the ones that you gave to me
And If you don’t mind
I’m gonna take my time
Until I’m ready to say goodbye
There’s no angel watching from atop this tree
It’s a banged up tinfoil star that we made as a family
At least it’s the time of the season where I won’t have to spend so much time alone
Because Our kids and their kids and their kids are on the way back home
And if you don’t mind
It’s gonna take some time
Until They’re Ready To say goodbye
You used to laugh that because of my singing you’d be first to go
And If I get to see you again I’m sure you’ll remind me… that you told me so
On this Silent night
this Holy night
I don’t know if anything in my world will ever seem as bright again
And if you don’t mind
It’s not quite time
I’m not ready to say
But if you don’t mind
It’s not quite time
I’m not ready to say goodbye with you
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6. |
Inside Out
03:55
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I wasn’t high when I caught her eye in the mirror on the wall
I could almost see her standing in my hall
But it was just a daydream telling me it’s time
To start again and take back what was mine
I said goodbye and I packed my bags and I brought them to the door
Then I lit a match on some memories that were lying on the floor
If only I could have found a way that it didn’t have to burn
But inside out was the only way to turn
I went walking through the streets of home and talking to the sky
But it wasn’t getting clearer in case it looks like I didn’t try
There’s no complication in my own company
I can search for all my answers while no one looks for me
Since I said goodbye and I packed my bags and I brought them to the door
Then I lit a match on some memories that were lying on the floor
If only I could have found a way that it didn’t have to burn
But inside out was the only way to turn
I can’t see the very top from here but I’ve bounced a long way up from the bottom
No damned thanks to anything that I told myself back then
It took a hard while to come around my legs were bound until I put down the bottle
Although I’d like to blackout those days I can’t disremember when
I said goodbye and I packed my bags and I brought them to the door
Then I lit a match on some memories that were lying on the floor
If only I could have found a way that it didn’t have to burn
But inside out was the only way to turn
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7. |
The Workaround
04:16
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Before your daddy left this earth
He taught you all he knew
About folks who were born with more melanin than you
You never thought to ask the question – was any of it true?
So I guess it stands to reason that the hate inside you grew
So when a man came knocking at your door
As neighbours often do
You knew just from the looks of him what you had to do
When the pleasantries were over
You’d already thought it through
And followed him into the night
His back was turned to you
When you pushed him down
Raised that gun you “found”
So you could “stand your ground”
The law provides this workaround
But son you failed to realize
That a camera saw it too
It’s testimony clearly shows
He didn’t have a clue
Why you pushed him down
Raised that gun you “found”
So you could “stand your ground”
You thought you had a workaround
5 years in a federal cage
Was the best that they could do
They knew a jury of your pallid peers
Would sympathize with you
They couldn’t strap you down
While his family gathered round
To commity you to the ground
Because You took the plea as a workaround
But In there it didn’t matter
What flag your daddy flew
When your cell-block neighbours came around to say goodnight to you
They pushed you down
Wrapped that belt around
Your neck to lift you off the ground
They found a better workaround
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Passerby
04:29
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I've had lots of heroes come and go
But so few have stood the test of time
So I guess it never seems to me as strange
When one goes down a new one's found the world goes round
Safely on the sidelines
The best seats in the whole damned place
There's no dirt and there's no danger
You just play the game you wait you watch it's not the same
I'm just young enough to realize
That I'm not too old to try
To switch it on and not just be a passerby
The loves I've lost the things that bring me pain
Are too easy to deny
To bundle up and bury in the ground
I could adore or just ignore my inner war
When it's time to pack up and move on
And throw it all aside
You can't forget the wisdom you have earned
The compromises or the lies that no one buys
I'm just young enough to realize
That I'm not too old to try
To switch it on and not just be a passerby
As a father and a brother and a son
There are many debts to pay
My best it better be just good enough
To keep them safe to keep me sane to ascertain
What went right and what went oh so wrong
Lessons learned on the flipside
I'm young enough, I'm old enough I'm cold enough
To speak my mind I won't relent I won't rewind
I'm just young enough to realize
That I'm not too old to try
To switch it on and not just be a passerby
A passerby
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9. |
First-World War
04:21
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You followed the leaders
And you hoped that they’d do you no harm
You didn’t see the ambush waiting
You walked straight in – your head held high, and totally unarmed
The times I tried to warn you
You wouldn’t talk to me at all
Even though we were still sleeping in the same damn bed
You wouldn’t break with protocol
You didn’t mean to start this war
It’s like you don’t remember what we’re even fighting for
But here we are just firing blind
Defending either side of an imaginary line
Wading through the information they gave to you
You sounded the alarm
And decided that the greatest of the evils
Was a needle in his little leg cradled in his mother’s arms
You didn’t mean to start this war
It’s like you don’t remember what we’re even fighting for
But here we are just firing blind
Defending either side of an imaginary line
And even now that he’s done breathing
You swear to God that you were right
You didn’t mean to start this war
It’s like you don’t remember what we’re even fighting for
And now you’re absolutely sure
That there’s no need to grieve him anymore
And you tell the world with pride
That he’s better off waiting for you on the other side
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10. |
Bury Me
02:57
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November winds blow and I'm the last leaf left upon the tree
Beside a lonesome bird who sings a song of warning
And when that bird flies the branch I'm on is left to tremble
And with one last gust it's over
When I let go yeah the winter's gonna come
When the light of day shatters on the snow
And the frozen ground - soon it will become my new home
And in the springtime when I'm still cold and lying here
After icy chains give way to the warming
When that bird returns to watch over the season
New leaves bud upon that branch they take my place
When I let go the winter's gonna come
When the light of day shatters on the snow
And the frozen ground - soon it will become my new home
There's no way back for me
There's no way back for me
So why don't you bury me
Come on and bury me
Why don’t you bury me
Come on and bury me
November winds blow now you're the last leaf left upon the tree
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11. |
Overcompensating
05:07
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A storm surge ripped through here a little earlier today
Without any kind of warning sign that it was coming
And now the house across the road looks like it’s on fire
But the colour of the sky is fucking stunning
And I am looking for some meaning in this flood of information I can’t trust
And I’ve been sinking like a stone in brackish water long enough to feel my bones
begin to rust
One might say I’m here today for reasons that I’d rather not discuss
So I’m overcompensating
We went strolling down the boardwalk just the other day
For the life of me I still can’t place the song that you were humming
You insisted that you’d never tell with mischief in your eyes
And It would piss me off if you didn’t make it so damned funny
I’m lying here tired of wading through this flood of information I can’t trust
And I’ve been sinking like a stone in brackish water long enough to feel my bones
begin to rust
One might say I’m here today for reasons that I’d rather not discuss
So I’m overcompensating
When they cut into my mind they took enough to buy another year or so with you
Temporarily it seems to have improved my sinking situation
At least the house across the road isn’t really on fire
What they left behind is to thank for these hallucinations
There’s urgency to find a bit of meaning before I return to dust
I know that I’ll be leaving you behind and that in time you will adjust
But where we go from here isn’t something that we’re ready to discuss
We can’t just sit here waiting
But we’re overcompensating
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12. |
Your Parade
03:56
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I know today left you cryin’
I just hope tomorrow won’t kick you down too
You’ve been out there defying
The odds and the obstacles that you break through
Don’t let the sun chase you into the shadows
And don’t let the rain slow down your parade
Except for a minute to look back on the difference you’ve made
You’ve made
Have you noticed that lately
More and more people are changing their view
And hope is innately
Arising from all of the things that you do
Don’t let the sun chase you into the shadows
And don’t let the rain slow down your parade
Except for a minute to look back on the difference you’ve made
Some days it’s harder to know what to do
When the light in the distance has faded from view
Just know that some folks aren’t ready for someone like you
And don’t let the sun chase you into the shadows
And don’t let the rain slow down your parade
Except for a minute to look back on the difference you’ve made
So don’t let the sun chase you into the shadows
And don’t let the rain slow down your parade
Except for a minute to look back on the difference
Oh except for a minute to look back on the difference
You’ve made
You’ve made
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Colin Fowlie Fredericton, New Brunswick
Hailing from Fredericton, New Brunswick, Colin explores a variety of genres and has been entertaining live audiences with an eclectic mix of pop, rock, blues, and even a bit of hip-hop for good measure. In his own songwriting he focuses on fingerstyle grooves and strong vocal melodies, drawing on influences from the likes of Mark Knopfler, Eric Bibb, Jack White, and Matt Andersen. ... more
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