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It Ain't Easy
03:13
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It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy, to peel away the fake from fact and see the reasons for the act.
It ain’t easy, it ain’t easy, to hear the lies and see the truth or follow faithful blind and stoop
Oh give us the strength, to hold a light up and let it shine on the truth,
Just to hold that in your hands…
It’s to easy, It’s to easy, To hear your heart felt sympathies Your prayers to god how could this be
It’s to easy, It’s to easy, Another man made travesty Blamed upon what can’t be seen
Oh give us the strength, to hold a light up and let it shine on the truth,
Just to hold that in your hands…
Oh give us the strength, to hold a light up and let it shine on the truth,
Just to hold that in your hands…
Coz it’s so easy, it’s so easy, when you put yourself first of all before your fellow beings souls
It ain’t so easy, It ain’t so easy, when you stand up at those righteous gates and ask St Peter to be saved
Oh give us the strength, to hold a light up and let it shine on the truth,
Just to hold that in your hands…
Oh give us the strength, to hold a light up and let it shine on the truth,
Just to hold that in your hands…
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2. |
The Amber Lights
03:55
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We was Kickin’ heels and killing time down on Windmill Street,
Take a draw one more it’ll knock you of your feet,
Well John he said he had a plan, to drink the whole world dry,
Got to take it easy he said, one bottle at a time.
Oh those summer nights,
Under the amber lights,
We were the lost and found,
Of a long forgotten seaside town.
Crystal skies and grey green seas, penny falls and slot machines,
A candy land by the sea for the great unwashed,
That grand old lady of history, her tales are etched for all to see,
But time it ain’t been kind to that old gal.
Oh those summer nights,
Under the amber lights,
We were the lost and found,
Of a long forgotten seaside town.
Oh remember,
Oh remember,
Oh remember,
To send me a postcard from the sea.
We were in the wilds of seventeen, thought that we’d seen everything,
But those bright young eyes hadn’t been beyond these shores,
Well we grew up and moved away and the life blood slowly drained away,
And that worn out town was sadly left to fade,
Now we go back every now and then, to see our folks and remember when,
We spent our nights underneath those amber lights.
Oh those summer nights,
Under the amber lights,
We are the lost and found,
Of a long forgotten seaside town.
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3. |
The Awakening
03:10
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History is written by the winners,
No matter if they are the sinners,
The people will cheer and applaud,
A past scrubbed clean of all fault.
Are we all seeing, or are they deceiving,
If we ain’t all breathing then should we be bleeding.
Look in the mirror to long,
You’ll be blinded to all that is wrong,
Because Lies can be gilded and polished,
But Truth is founded on knowledge.
Are we all dreaming, when we should be screaming,
If we ain’t all breathing then we should be bleeding.
Steel is forged in the fire,
Wisdom is born in the light,
Fear Is fed in the darkness,
All the quicker with lies
And laws enacted as chains,
Must be broken again and again,
For the worth of your life is the sum,
Of all that you said and you done.
If you ain’t seeing, you must be deceiving,
If you think they are breathing then why are they bleeding.
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Saviours and Sinners
02:59
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Oh these well worn spires, I thought so grand
Stand crooked with deceit on this land
And the ground it is dust all beneath my feet
On the road of all I believed
Saviour or sinner, loser or winner,
All are welcome to come,
Build a pyre, set a fire to all that you know,
We start again at the rising of the sun.
Will you live a long life, well beyond the pale,
When you own, just half of the tale,
For I have danced for decades to long
To the words of my old gaolers song
Brother or sister, steadfast or drifter,
All are welcome to come,
Build a pyre, set a fire to all that you know,
We start again at the rising of the sun.
Now all that we new from those jaded half truths
Pull tight on the neck like a noose
I’ve a burning desire from the heart of the pyre
Of the death throes of an empire
Worthy or needy, giving or greedy
All are welcome to come,
Build a pyre, set a fire to all that you know,
We start again at the rising of the sun.
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5. |
Night Terrors
03:34
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My daemons are hiding just out of my reach
I can hear them picking their way through my honesty
Wrapped in cold fear, wide eyed in the dark
I am plagued by the wilful desires of a blackened heart
And the angels aren't singing no more,
And their silence is pounding in my ears,
Oh How I long for the morning light, but I have found,
to the twilight of the star light I am bound.
Choking on fears, sweating on time
Reaching for the answer to which I'm blind
And the angels aren't singing no more,
And their silence is pounding in my ears,
Oh How I long for the morning light, but I have found,
to the twilight of the star light I am bound.
My anchors are failing, swept away in the night
And I fear that I have lost the will to stand and fight
My angels have fled, I can no longer see
But those daemons still pick their way through my honesty.
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6. |
Some Bruises Don't Fade
04:50
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You should burn, burn, burn up those fears, for the loss of the days, the weeks, the months and the years,
You can’t turn, turn, turn back that clock, forget all the words, the choices, the years that are lost.
And they burn like fire through your bones,
Questions with answers nobody knows,
Oh your life been delayed,
And all you can say, is them bruises don’t fade.
You can’t cry, cry, cry for what’s past, the knots that we twist and turn will sometimes hold fast,
Don’t lie, lie, lie with them thoughts, they’ll tie up your days and turn your nights to naught.
And they burn like fire through your bones,
Questions with answers nobody knows,
Oh your life been delayed,
And all you can say, is them bruises don’t fade.
Turn it around all that you found to repay,
You don’t Have too, you don’t have too anyway,
Turn it around all that you found to delay,
You don’t have to any way.
You can’t change, change, change what you seen, can’t second guess where you’d be if you could change where you’d been,
You should burn, burn, burn up those fears for the loss of the days the weeks the months and the years.
And they may burn like fire through your bones,
Questions with answers nobody should know,
Oh your life been delayed,
And all you can say, is one day, is them bruises might fade.
You should burn, burn, burn up those fears.
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7. |
What Do The People Say
03:10
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When we look down from above,
Dropping pennies in a box for a fund
Think we’ve done enough
Posting comments and sharing the love
What do the people say
What do the people say
They just look the other way
Distracted by a throw away
Of somebody else’s pain
Thankful it’s not their own.
What’s the point to wax lyrical and sing
If the words that we say don’t mean anything
When the promises fall quick from the lips
But then fade like an early morning mist
What do the people say
What do the people say
They just look the other way
Distracted by a throw away
Of somebody else’s pain
Thankful it’s not their own.
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8. |
Setting Fires
03:42
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Oh, your wild and precious soul, shines like diamonds set in gold,
And, the fire in your eyes, burn like lanterns in the night sky
You’ve been searching for that one you cannot find,
And there is a burning wake of loves you’ve left behind,
For you’ve been setting fires all your life.
Oh the lion in your heart, roars so loudly in the dark,
And the power of your word, strips away all pain and hurt.
You’ve been searching for that one you cannot find,
And there is a burning wake of loves you’ve left behind
For you’ve been setting fires all your life
Oh, your skin like silk it slips, beneath my trembling fingertips
And the lightness of your kiss, conveys the faintest trace of bliss
You’ve been searching for that one you cannot find,
And there is a burning wake of loves you’ve left behind
For you’ve been setting fires all your life.
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9. |
Deep Blue Sea
02:55
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Tell your heart not to beat out of time,
Take the lead in this dance from time to time,
Tread light on the ground so those steps don’t make a sound,
Tell your heart to come on and beat next to mine.
If you’re that red, red rose standing tall in the sunlight,
I’ll be the earth running deep beneath your roots.
Tell your head not to think in straight lines,
Take a turn of that road from time to time,
Little worries they may circle like crows in a murder,
Tell your head to run wild with mine from time to time.
If you’re that long, long road heading off to new horizons,
I’ll be the sun shining down from overhead,
I’ll be the sun shining down from overhead.
Tell your soul not to dive into the deeps,
Take a swim in the shallows as you sleep,
When the sun it is shining and the truth is there for finding
Tell your soul not to give up and leave.
If you’re that bird flying high and the edge of the skyline,
I’ll be the deep blue sea beneath your wings.
If you’re that bird flying high and the edge of the skyline,
I’ll be the deep blue sea beneath your wings,
I’ll be the deep blue sea beneath your wings,
I’ll be the deep blue sea beneath your wings.
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Jack Cade and the Everyday Sinners UK
Jack Cade plays a mix of Americana and Alt-Country usually as a solo performer but at times with The Everyday Sinners. His vocals are a rough and ready deep growl, delivered with simply crafted songs about love, loss and the bits in between.
Jack Cade and the Everyday Sinners recommends:
Great songs, harmonies and feel to this album.
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First heard these guys on Nine Bullets, now a firm favourite on my playlists and turntable.
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