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by Proof of Ghosts

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1.
I'm a wheel I can run I can feel You can't stop me turning I'm the sun I can move I can run But you'll never stop me burning Come down with fire Lift my spirit higher Someone's screaming my name Come and make me Holy again I'm the day I can show you the way And look I'm right beside you I'm the night I'm the dark and the light With eyes that see inside you Come down with fire Lift my spirit higher Soneone's screaming my name Come and make me Holy again
2.
The old man by the shdady tree He sings of love and running free Riding high upon the wings Of yearning's summer breeze So goodbye friends it's time I go And ramble down that open road And if you see my lover Tell her I'll be home come fall So goodbye all my darling ones If time is ours we'll make him run So look for me where willows grow Or with the setting sun
3.
Come undertaker My sweet old friend Take this empty casket And bury it again Row upon row The bodies rest in shrouds Until the trumpet's blow Summons them to the clouds SO don't search for me in the posies Or cry by the tombs No pretty marble bears my name No love's swollen womb So follow me to the fair We'll find a fortune-teller Lure her down to the lake And if she comes then we'll drown her So come undertaker And measure my bones Fill a pine box up with sand Lay me out on the stones And come when I summon to court All those ever known me There I'll ask my mother Mother, why you ever bore me
4.
Lay my old guitar out by The whispering pine tree Lay my old guitar out by The whispering pine tree Lower me down to my rest And set my horses free My foot is on the highway And your tears they wash my hands My foot is on the highway And your tears they wash my hands Goodbye my lonesome sweetheart I'm leaving this here land I'm going where the water's brown But thirsty men don't mind Where the water's cold and brown But thirsty men won't mind So sit here friend down in the mud And bide our passing time Sift the bottom of the stream The little rocks and shells Down the bottom of the stream The little rocks and shells They swim in underwater dreams Where ghosts and memories dwell So lay my old guitar out by The road my lover's left on Lay my old guitar out by The road my lovers left on And paint a sign to mark the spot So other's feet won't stray on Or follow if my ghostly form Should beckon you to come Don't follow if my ghostly form Might beckon you to come And join me in my wandering And days far from the sun This old circle of building Is my true blood country's home Ths old and crumbling town My true blood country's home Pulls hard upon my heartstrings But darling I must roam Into a clean and hungry land So dark against the stars Into a clean and hungry land So dark against the stars Where old stories walk among us In our sleep and in the dark Where old stories walk among us In our sleep and in the dark Lay my old guitar out by The whispering pine tree Lay my old guitar out by The whispering pine tree Lower me down to my rest And set my horses free
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Genevieve 02:52
I think I need a hospital to hide in Or at least a nurse to look after my needs 'Cause I feel the world's weight heavy on my shoulders So stay with me, Genevieve... It looks like we're all in for nasty weather The funeral pyres burn for all to see And I can't help but see that you've been cring But your secret's safe with me, Genevieve... And if there was a roadmap here to guide us Into the silver lining of our dreams I think I'd still prefer to find my own way And the highway just rolls on So baby, won't you ride with me Genevieve...
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I believe in woman, my, oh my I believe in woman, my, oh my Don't a woman need a man Try and catch one if you can I believe in woman, my, oh my We all need someone to talk to, my, oh my We all need someone to talk to, my, oh my You need a shoulder to cry on Call me, I'll be standing by We all need someone to talk to, my, oh my We all need alot of loving, my, oh my Yeah a whole lot of loving, my, oh my I can lend a helping hand If you ain't got nothing planned We all need alot of loving, my, oh my So let's all pull together, my, oh my Yeah let's all pull together, my, oh my We can ride the stormy weather If we all get out and try So let's all pull together, my, oh my You've got troubles of your own No need to face them all alone If we all pull together, my, oh my

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just a quick demo, folks... recorded live on 2 tracks in our living room with a hungry cat complaining. The only overdubs are the 'bass drum' which is actually a finger tapping a rice krispies box, with lots of compression and reverb, and the 'snare drum' which is a brush on a pile of bills and junk mail.

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released February 1, 2010

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Proof of Ghosts Toronto, Ontario

I'm riding away, picking up steam, moving along at my own special speed. There in the grass by the tall shady tree, watching life pass in the warm summer breeze. Maybe today the sun will shine down on me and my blues will fly away. So babe take my hand and ramble with me, I aint got no plans and I do as I please. Summer aint long but the summer is sweet and life may be ours for the moment at least ... more

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