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City Park

by westwork

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1.
Satellite said we’ve come and gone- Satellite said we’ve come and gone. Every hour we’ve been lead on- Every hour we’ve been lead on. Satellite said change comes in threes- Satellite said change comes in threes. Every desire will leave me- Every desire will leave me. What come rolling over the hill? The end of days for the mentally ill. What compels them to march on? Towards familiar stars, they’re drawn. Satellite said we’ve been lead on- Satellite said we’ve been lead on. Every desire of everyone- Every desire of everyone.
2.
Last Days 03:50
Always returning, fighting the same war. Take down the clocks, we’ll be here for awhile. Out in the distance, they call for assistance. In the liberty graveyards, they’re living in a house of cards. Cut up the mast head. Burn it at both ends, not really seeing the tables have turned. Now that the first frost sinks in to ice our bones, we know that dreaming an innocent dream won’t atone. Like it or not our last days on Earth have come… Smash the receivers. Rip up and start over, only to find that the phone lines are dead. Cut up the mast head. Burn it at both ends, shout through the streets ‘the tables have turned!’ Now that the first frost sinks in to ice our bones, we know that dreaming an innocent dream won’t atone. Like it or not our last days on Earth have come…
3.
City Park 02:38
‘Here’s to you!’, so sorry it’s belated. May all our best moments soon be mated, for future glory, comfortable sidewalks, careless dinners, mild and toothless remarks. Confused to meet you, the bone and the tissue, of our last conversation, we caused a sensation. Well, only for an afternoon, let it go and pretty soon, found a lost and comely tune of rhyme and rose-stained love divine: These are the times, these are the times. Armies attending, the speech is never ending, Valedictorian, sad and rhetorical, sharpens the sense of, the simple needs of simple love, open arms and laughter, happy ever after. The fall of empire, the dance around the campfire, the photographic nightmare, the casual arrangement, of manageable torture, no risk before the venture, no fear before the battle, no strength to face our miserable crimes: These are the times, these are the times.
4.
Raise a glass to Marco, his crown is made coral all is cold and dark, oh down here at the bottom of the sea. We sway in time to a water dance, with the eels and coelecanth, and dream of blessings and blind chance. We hunger for a piece of the sun. We’ve been here so long, oh forgot the verses and song, oh fight back the tears and be strong, oh The years are carved on the bow. Raise a glass to Marco he’s as old as a carp, oh granted, he’s not quite as sharp, oh down here at the bottom of the sea.
5.
Sweet Chorus 04:02
We are gathered for your sweet, sweet melancholy. We are gathered for your tender, revealing moments. It’s a small release, but this downward life won’t cease. We are in need of your sweet, sweet chorus. We are all suffering and there’s no one to notice. Come around anytime, come around anytime. In a lonely crowded hall we sing along, and our sorrow for ourselves is in your song. It’s a long time until we find the dawn. We are in need of your sweet, sweet chorus. We can’t help but think it’s not for you, it’s for us. We’ll come around anytime, we’ll come around anytime. We are in need of your sweet, sweet chorus. We are all suffering and there’s no one to notice. We can’t help but think it’s not for you, it’s for us. We’ll come around anytime, we’ll come around anytime. We’ll come around anytime, we’ll come around anytime.
6.
There is a word that is stuck in the air, let’s make it brighter than a solar flare. Take the dark, and the shame, and the lies: put them in the heart of the sunrise. Lovely to be in this moment.
7.
My Heart 03:52
my heart- -lives underground when sun is up. -builds a house of cards in a hurricane . -keeps a running time while the race is on. -plays the chords of a song in the wrong style. -untrusting the months and weeks to come. -a hardened life will begin to turn. -takes a seat on the rides at the carnival. -in silence waiting for a moment in time. -stays away from the light of a casual smile. -needs a place to hide from all the bright faces. -only stops to see the scenery fly. -on the way to a gleam in someone else’s eye. -beats so many times that I’ve lost count. -it’s all I know, it’s all I know.
8.
If you ignore me, I am your enemy. If you ignore me, I am your enemy. I am rain day. I am a throw away. If you ignore me, I am your enemy. If you ignore me, I am your enemy. I am a sore throat. I am a promissory note. Show me your face. Show me your face.
9.
Lay my head on the ground. Lay my feet on the ground. Keep my wheels on the ground. Keep my heart on the ground. And I’ll pull you down beside me, And I’ll pull you down beside me Lay my hands on the ground. Hear the waves crash on the ground. See the stars from the ground. Put my faith back on the ground. And I’ll pull you down beside me, And I’ll pull you down beside me. And I’ll pull you down beside me, And I’ll pull you down beside me.
10.
Part I Oh midnight car alarm, I awaken to all your charms. You light up my lonely room. You play my heart with a loud and mighty tune. I want to thank you: -for the sleepless hours so I can count my lucky stars. -for the conversation that goes on inside my head, and for a recently decided misery, I want to thank you. Oh captain of my time, the pain is hollow and undefined. Like the shoes that hang on a powerline, I am unable to let this feeling slip my mind. I want to thank you: -for the sleepless hours so I can count my lucky stars, -for the conversation that goes on inside my head, and for a recently decided misery, I want to thank you: Midnight car alarm, Midnight car alarm, Midnight car alarm, Midnight car alarm. Part II I kicked the spoons, and I cracked the earth. Licked my wounds, but I came out worse. So I stamped my hooves, flapped my wings, tightened my noose, and I cut my strings. I stole my blood from a vampire Polished my gun ‘til it misfired. I stole my blood from a vampire Polished my gun ‘til it misfired.
11.
Wish You 00:58
The cards you hold, the lie you told, the path I’m on, the weight of my load. The falling star, the cable car, the blinding Sun, it wounds and it scars. By the way, they changed the rules, wish you a new pair of eyes. By the way, they changed the rules, wish you a new pair of eyes.

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released June 10, 2014

Joshua Camp: vocals, guitars, accordion, claviola, bodhran, percussion, synthesizers, drum programming, bass, banjo, ukelele, keyboards, bagalama, and other sounds.

all songs copyright Joshua Douglas Camp BMI, Calle Del Campos Publishing BMI

Dorsal Fin Records 003

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