three songs for three years

by Jeremiah Of The Hill People

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Three years ago today I was woke by a phone call telling me that my father had suddenly passed away so to pay my respect and prove that his memory stays with me I decided to record three stripped down versions of songs that I felt were pertinent to his life and that I am proud to say I've penned.
The third track in particular (Tell-Tale) was written the day after I visited my fathers remains at the same funeral home I paid my final respects to my dear friend Matt a few years before.
With that being said I hope you enjoy my work and use this thanksgiving day to be thankful for the people who helped shaped your life and the ones who are still there helping you carve away.
Thanks so much to all of you who've been in my corner over the years. You know who you are and you know how much I owe you.

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released November 22, 2012

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Track Name: You Think You Saw A Ghost
If memory's one small glance of what we'd be
I say you fire your synapse and reconsider what you believe

Oh yeah you think you saw a ghost hanging out by the trees
But maybe that ghost was me

When our loves runs to the ditch we'll skin our knees
Don't worry we'll mend baby because the pain is all
Oh yes the pain is what we need

Oh yeah you think you saw a ghost hanging out by the trees
But baby that ghost was me
Track Name: Cane the Rooster Stray
We're breathing undersea just to live a dream
So fuck your hands and feet let's go
We're living in the dirt and washing 'til it hurts
Yeah fuck your basic needs let's go

Because we don't have much time
Before we're forging futures in a fog

So blame the broken words for knowing they're absurd
Yeah fuck the wicked speech
The polyester plan is learn to grow then bend
So fuck your hometown scene let's go.

Because we don't have much time
Before we're forging futures in a fog

We're breathing undersea just to live a dream
So fuck your hands and feet let's go
We know we need new things
But situations can be snaring
So force the sleep away
Cane the rooster stray

Because we don't have much time
Before we're forging futures in a fog
If you need to mend and a man to call it's okay
I'll be standing right there again
I'll be standing there 'til the end
Track Name: Tell-Tale (My Father's Final Rest)
What I saw is what I saw in a room I've been before
In that spot against the wall laid the surface of a moon that fell

And all those dead men who tell no tales were all talkin' to me

What I saw is where I'll crawl if I move around with my own name
Cause in that spot I'm sure to sprawl if another pushes me away

And all those dead men who tell no tales were all talkin' to me