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The Parade
04:36
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The Parade (Seadar Rose & Aaron Davis)
Hold tight in the middle of the night I’m creepin’
Hold tight in the middle of the night I’m creepin’
Back to you
Heavy is the hand that guides me down I’m nothing
Like a feather in the wind, free and clear it’s nothing
Like we were
So I let that highway call me out of darkness
It’s a long white line to get back where I started
Letting go
Line up the parade, wave those years in the wind
Trash the masquerade, hang it out with the bends
Oh, yeah
Have you ever felt so much inside it shakes you
From the tipping point staring back in the rear view
Running you wild
So hold tight in the middle of the night I’m creepin’
Yeah hold tight in the middle of the night I’m creepin’
Back to you
Line up the parade, wave those years in the wind
Trash the masquerade, hang it out with the bends
Oh, yeah
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2. |
Pay it Forward
04:09
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Pay it Forward (Aaron Davis)
Here I stand in Yellowstone
This feeling hits me like a Hendrix tone
Would I be here in this wild space?
If it wasn’t for you there to set the pace
You’re the voices in my head
And you helped me when I’s sick in the bed
On and on and on and on
That’s how your love for me has gone
Come on, I wanna be for you
Come on, I wanna be for you, yeah
Roll on, gonna Pay it Forward for two
Steamrollin Steamrollin Steamroll
I know you’ll steer beyond the family tree
And even if you’re far West of me
The ruts out there show the grit you’ll need
To make it a go, that’s guaranteed
Somewhere out there, change of sea
A vision quest of necessity
You knew not, nor did I
I had broken ground on the new Divide
Come on, I wanna be for you
Come on, I wanna be for you, yeah
Roll on, gonna Pay it Forward for two
Steamrollin Steamrollin Steamroll
Steamrollin Steamrollin Steamroll
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3. |
Summer in January
04:54
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Summer in January (Aaron Davis)
I met summer in January
Sweeter than a peach on the 4th of July
Shall we dance to maintain? Mother Earth pushin’ her Novocain
For granted … no no no I won’t take
Wait … Why didn’t ya tell me?
I’d a stayed … Despite the worries
Ewww … The Damage is done
And now I’ve got the key to all of the doors
But summertime in the winter, ya know it’s trouble
Can’t have one without the other
Indulgence is not a sin, but this World is split like bowling pins
For today, hey hey hey, let’s paint the town
Windows down, rollin’ with Austin rockers
Lone Stars ain’t so bad after all
Barton Springs to take a dip, a lil White Horse tonk to move the hips
Summer in January, gonna cheat on me
We all thrive with the upswing
Sometimes only the sun
Bury the nag in your backswing
The vibe has only begun
Wait … Why didn’t ya tell me?
I’d a stayed … Despite the worries
Ewww … The Damage is done
And now I’ve got the key to all of the doors
And now I’ve got the key to all of the doors
And I’m gonna make you keys to all the doors
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4. |
Rest Be Not Forgotten
05:16
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Rest Be Not Forgotten (lyrics by Seadar Rose, music by Seadar Rose & Aaron Davis)
Sleep and hold your anchors
Sleep and hold your anchors
Sleep and hold your anchors
Rest be not forgotten
Worry and shout for answers
Worry and shout for answers
Worry and shout for answers
Our lesson has only begun
With weighted hearts and slow replies
Troubled minds and hollowed eyes
We gather on, we lead on
Rest be not forgotten
March and sing our prayers
Gonna march and sing our prayers
We’re gonna march and sing our prayers
A new day has dawned
With weighted hearts and slow replies
Troubled minds and hollowed eyes
We gather on, we lead on
Rest be not forgotten
Rest be not forgotten
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5. |
Drifter
04:39
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Drifter (Aaron Davis)
Are you a Drifter? Drifters are my kind
I’ve made up, made up my mind
Boxcars are empty, but you won’t sleep a wink
Might even get Kentuckied, naturally
Steady jobs and friendly cops still scare me
‘To each is own’ it’ll read on my gravestone
Can’t keep me from shinning around my hometown
Bottom fact is now, its drifting for me, my friend
Is it the freedom or the gamble? Driftin’ is my jam
Days are like cards, cards in my hands
Driftin’ is like fishin’ and catchin’ ain’t means to an end
If your line’s not in the water its all pretend
Steady jobs and friendly cops still scare me
‘To each is own’ it’ll read on my gravestone
Can’t keep me from shinnin’ around my hometown
Bottom fact is now, its drifting for me, my friend
Siftin’ thru the big sky blue, aim-full in scope
It beats settling down if you can cope
Steady jobs and friendly cops still scare me
‘To each is own’ it’ll read on my gravestone
Can’t keep me from shinnin’ around my hometown
Bottom fact is now, its drifting for me, my friend
Bottom fact is now, its drifting for me, my friend
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Screen Door Porch Jackson
Casting an artful sound with lyrical purpose that nods to Roots-Rock, Soulful Americana and vintage Country-Blues, Screen Door Porch brings to mind “Stevie Nicks meets The Band, with Ryan Adams and Bonnie Raitt hanging out backstage.” It's grooving, electrified Porch music adorned with the soulful pipes of Rose, propped-up by Davis's gritty slide guitar, quirky banjo pickin'. ... more
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