Living Room Session
by Tom Savage
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Digital Album
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about
Originally recorded for demo purposes, the lo-fi, stripped down feel suited the songs so well, we here at Rabid ear Music felt it was worth sharing. Our first release signifies the different approach we are taking, by allowing listeners a glimpse inside the artistic process.
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released 01 February 2011
All Lyrics and Music by Tom Savage
All Lyrics and Music by Tom Savage
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- Track Name: The Less You Seem To Know
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it's the principle of the thing
feelings get hurt thought's seem to scatter
it's the bitterness that heartache brings
when the world grows cold
nothing else seems to matter
it's a long, hard road ahead
and the further you go
the less you seem to know
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i remember what my mama said
a vague recollection
in the frozen food section
a behemoth of a big box store
you can buy your tires
and tofu in one stop
and i wonder why , what for
the world seems to be spinning out of control
--------------------------------------------- why did you leave me in this place
where I don't speak the language
can't order a sandwich
nowhere to hide my face
the mirrors are all two way
not sure what to say
and i feel like going home but that's 2 years, 3000 miles, and a suitcase away
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loitering in a parking lot
security guard
gonna lay it down hard
some battles need to be fought
but if i only had a dime
for every single time
that i came up on the losing end
than i wouldn't be sitting here right now - Track Name: Par For The Course
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i'm bad with faces
worse with names
social graces
high school games
my idea of light conversation
is to discuss the inevitable end
i could blame it on lack of sleep
but i think it's
cause i'm not a sheep
or if i am my wool grew in sharp
and spiky as porcupine quills
i'll admit i'm wrong
i won't run & hide
i won't kindly step aside
i'll muster up the courage
to face another day
call me unruly
call me bold
call me stubborn
or just plain old
but before i go
there's something i've gotta say
CHORUS
I think i've done all right
30000 days, 30000 nights
i've had my share of troubled times
i've had my share of remorse
but then again, that's just par for the course
now my body's letting go of me
but my spirit will keep me free
i've got so many stories and i'll repeat them 'til you know
i won't pretend i was a leader of men
i had my moments now and then
but i was never one to brag
or put on an elaborate show
when i beckon, lord, won't you hear my call
when i turn in like a tore down ol' shopping mall
when i face the final curtain
whatever mister anka said
i want to be remembered for who i was
not the time i was voted employee of the month
i stood tall, i stood proud
my children were loved and well fed - Track Name: A God I Can Call My Own
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Searching for A God I can call my own
Sanctuary, A place to call home
Someone who's not afraid
To beat down the demons at my door
Where life in real time
Is something worth livin' for
Searching for A God I can call my own
Sanctuary, A place to call home
The past is the past
It's back there for a reason
Time marches on
Another change in the season
Searching for A God I can call my own
Sanctuary, A place to call home
No fire, no brimstone
No anger, no fear
A comforting hand
When my time is near
Searching for A God I can call my own
Sanctuary, A place to call home - Track Name: Bleed That Pig
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CHORUS :
bleed that pig til it's dry
none left to go around
poison the air in the sky
steal the life from the ground
if a dollar bill has a soul
you're the king yet to be crowned
watch the peasants weep at your feet
while you say something profound
Her heart once knew your name
A century ago or so
She knew the rules to the game
At the very least, she thought so
But the cold,cold winter came
And melted away the snow
You're power was too great
For her to ever know
CHORUS
Will I have to tell my grandchildren
What a Grizzly bear was
Will I have to describe the wilderness
Amongst the backdrop of urban fuzz
Will I have to explain how we let them down
Say that it was just because
We had to have more than anybody ever had before
We had to get that buzz
CHORUS - Track Name: Lonesome Highway
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Breathe in the night
Breathe in your last cool breath
You've been held back
By the things you can't forget
Remember him, holding you
That cold December night
A year ago or so
You really can't say when
But you know I know
Exactly where you've been
On a lonesome highway
Subway train
Oh, ain't it all the same
Oh-oh-oh-oh
It's the gentle kiss
Of yesterday's man
The harsh cruel touch
The sharp skeletal hand
A broken promise
So long ago
Oh you never really know
If you've left it behind
Or it's become a part of you
These awkward divisions
They fast become the truth
On this lonesome highway
This long, long road
One day you'll find girl
You're really not alone
You're not alone - Track Name: Never Been Seen
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why does it all have to end
why can't it go on forever and ever
why do we make the decisions we do
why do we rape pillage and plunder
why does the heart have to break
why do our hopes have to drift asunder
why can't it all be explained
why am i searching why do i wonder
chorus
i believe i recall a certain refrain
it takes me back further than i could ever remember
love is a burden, a blessing a curse a promise beginning an ending a verse
in a poem we've recited so many times rehearsed
verse 2
where will we end up
alberta's mountains, new mexico's desert
taste the crisp fall air
brace for the winter like a child who's grown old
so quickly it seems
yesterday gone tomorrow's almost past
i'll try to hold on to every moment as long as i can
chorus 2
i believe i recall a certain refrain
it takes me back further than i could ever remember
love is a burden, a blessing a curse a promise beginning an ending a verse
in a poem we've recited so many times rehearsed
a weight a buoy a raft an anchor
an ocean between a stream to the river
a feeling that burns that you've never been seen
