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Some Kind of Hell
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Trapped in the Shadows
05:56
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Face of an animal
waking up mechanical
heat like a fireball
moving away from it all
Yeah I still see his face
showing in the wrong place
never at the right time
always in the back of my mind
so I found myself a friend
down the road we go again
we come upon the wishing well
got some time for kiss n tell
I tell her 'bout the holy man
the one who put his hand in mine
how he hid his head low
and moved into my shadow
she said, I heard, bells ring
I said, she heard, yells
they said, they did, this n that
there n then, here n now, Oh..
Now are you looking into the half light
see me where the sun won't shine
moving slow among the trees
blood on hands, dirt in fist, dirty knees
Hear a distant train go by
wonder if we catch a ride
best friend by my side
eyes watching every move
Going with the ebb n flow
knowing every thing I know
eyeing up the hungry ghosts
see 'em moving in the shadows
Look towards the Holy Man
calling in the dead of night
not for the first time
see his bloody hand in mine
I tried to put that world behind
make it to the other side
hurt so bad people cried
And left me in the shadows
We did, Watch that, man come
Hot head, eye bright, not good
Dark night, loud scream, over there
I did, hear it, ALL..!!
See the hole I dug, deep n wide
I fell in love when she climbed inside
Covered us with fallen leaves
Find us here, hiding, in the Shadows
They said, they did, all they could
I said, they did, nothing
she said, she could, make it work
I said, she could, if she would
So we took, that man, to the woods
moved rocks, earth and stone
Buried him, deep in, dirty hole
Left him, turn to, Bone.....
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The Sound of Silence
04:43
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Forty Thousand Years
03:43
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40,000 YEARS
Out in the desert in a landscape so old
I met an old prospector looking for gold
he told me his tale of a life full of dreams
where every thing’s real but not what it seems
the endless wars have taken their toll
he follows a trail forty thousand years old
He's taking a chance...
he spoke of the dark and the sound of its breathing
the stones and their singing at night like the sirens
the panning, the scraping, the digging of doubt
the just one more hole before he pulls out..
an endless search for a secret untold
on a well worn trail forty thousand years old
I love this country I love this land.
it wrinkles and folds like on elders worn hands
red dirt on my boots in my socks and my nails
travelling deep on the wallaby trails
its endless horizons and twisting back roads
following trails forty thousand years old
I wait for a sun rise at Tcharkulta Rocks
for the briefest of moments everything stops...
. . . .
day life is stirring and night life retreats
minutes from daylight are seconds of peace
from an endless night a new day explodes
on a sacred trail forty thousand years old
I’m dancing the dance
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Alexander Joe Winterbone Seaton Delaval, UK
A Hobo,. Winterbone's life has always been connected to music. AJ takes listeners on an emotional journey with Gothic-Folk
and Americana using guitars, ambient electronica, organic-beats, bass and blue notes.
A self-taught punk multi-instrumentalist and producer playing with the dark-side while singing to the darkness.
Looked down on by sun and moon.
Looked up to by his Dogs.
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