1. |
I Reside
04:43
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I Reside
I’m here to raise suspicion
I've come to collect your debt
I’m here to play with silence
And the whispers in your head
I’m the air you’ll never breath
I’m the coming of the seasons
I’m the bookie breaking even
I’m a stone wall believer
I am the peppered welcome sign
I am the town most left behind
I am the endless summer days
The wind that bends the barley stem
I reside where the wild things roam
Hit me back another
I’ve come to carry you on my storm
Hit me back another
I’ll carry you on my storm
The flighting of the birds won’t stop me now
I am here I am gone I’m everywhere you’re not
I’m the pillars of Palmyra
I’m a point-n-shoot caregiver
I’m 14 miles of ocean
I’m a desert storm blowing
I am the few who care the help
I am the rest who help themselves
I am the winter setting sun
The frost that grips all its become
I reside where the wild things roam
Hit me back another I’ve come to carry you on my storm
Hit me back another I’ll carry you on my storm
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2. |
Upon the Hammer
04:05
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Upon The Hammer
Hands upon the hammer I give to you again
Buckle me up and send me off for the road out here is set
And if you feel me splinter know that I’ll be fine
Its only the sound of hammering hands I’ll carry you by and by
So run
Honey now I’m bound for Babylon
Juniper pulls the daylight in and cradles us till morning
Naked we lie side by side my feathers painted red
So when wicked she comes to wake me tell her I’m away
She’s only come to count the days and take tomorrow with her
So run
Honey now I’m bound for Babylon
And break
Honey now I’m bound to work alone in the cold hard ground
Now the merry old sound of my merry old gang goes rolling round the bend
See the rattle and hum of their marching drums have left me far behind
So with bootlace and a claw-jack I’ll face the coming days
Just give me room and space to breath whilst steadiness I wrestle
So run
Honey now I’m bound of Babylon
And break
Honey now I’m bound to work alone in the cold hard ground
Honey now I’m bound to work alone in the cold hard ground
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3. |
When the Days Cool Down
02:55
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When The Days Cool Down
As the days cool down
Fire wood piled high
Under tarps tied down
Heavy stones in the ground
As the days cool down
In the yard the leaves play
Around the tables I have made
And the children gather sticks
Forts to build out in the thick
As the days cool down
Mother calls the ravens three
Temptation doubt and greed
And with heavy hearts they sing
Hear harmony begin
As the days cool down
Now the foreman’s cut my side
If I turn I’ll come untied
Says he feels the debt I’m in
Says he’ll work me till the end
When my days cool down
So I strap the handles down
Throw my weight behind the plow
Heaven knows the path is set
See the fields bend and stretch
As the days cool down
As the days cool down
Fire wood piled high
Under tarps tied down
Heavy stones in the ground
As the days cool down
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4. |
Tuttle's Reel
01:18
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5. |
Ireland
04:05
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Ireland
Deer skins on velveteen
Spirit left to rise
Iron your shirt
Gather your things
Tonight we fly to Ireland
Top-to-tail
The beds we'll have to share
Place coasters on the drawers
Outside the cars will heave
As the congregation greets the priest
So call home all the roosters to rest
Who'll speak from the podium next
Jocelyn pulled at my sleeve
As life from the heart left howling
Inside the family retired
I sat with Joseph and his feminist bride
He passed me the can
A tip for the gate
Said heaven relies on those who donate
Drinks flowed and history awoke
Around sheltered ears she spoke
A hand me down heart
A ticket to ride
A gift to the earth of formaldehyde
So call home all the roosters to rest
Who'll speak from the podium next
Jocelyn pulled at my sleeve
As life from the heart left howlin
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6. |
Landscapes
02:17
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Landscapes
From the foothills of the highlands to the boarders I've run
Under dark clouds my father blew wild
On my shoulders I've anchored a little sail boat
For Lord you see I'm a runaway child
Now there's two which ways any circle can take
One turns around whilst another's embraced
And there's two which ways any string can lead
So for now we'll move through the age of uncertainty
So gather all your windfall and we'll set out to begin
See I'm building me a landscape with off cuts and ends
Past state lines where the fields been cleared
And the birds fly around circle high and disappear
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7. |
Huckleberry Finn
04:07
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Huckleberry Finn
We'll grab your buckskins and Grandpas gun
Meet me out by the back of the barn shooting birds
As the sun goes sinking in
You be Tom and I'll be Huckleberry Finn
Now across the hill lives whisky Earl
Got his dogs and his pin-up girls on his arm
I've heard he's drunk and mean
But he has some work cleaning up his farm machines
So roll on July
Summers she's coming down the yard
Bare foot bound
She's spinning with the sycamore in hand
Cause mighty runs the trail
That leads to Ballantrae
Now I was twelve when my heart first fell
A gypsy girl her name was Tinkerbell but her Ma'
She saw my broken teeth
Said girl don't you bring that boy home to me
But see my father he was a handsome man
Wore his collar a little open in town if you will
I loved his northern tongue
But I'm told I've always been my mothers Irish son
So roll on July
Summers she's coming down the yard
Bare foot bound
She's spinning with the sycamore in hand
Cause mighty runs the trail
That leads to Ballantrae
And might is the stone caught in the sail
So buckle your belt and gather the plans
I'll meet you out by the back of the barn
I've whisky I stole from under the sink
And cigarettes we can smoke after the bridge
So roll on July
Summers she's coming down the yard
Bare foot bound
She's spinning with the sycamore in hand
Cause mighty runs the trail
That leads to Ballantrae
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8. |
Ribcage
02:28
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Ribcage
Turn your head
Go easy now
The light on my front porch is flickering out
Does your phone book fall from the seam?
Here I stand Lorkin
Dangerously addicted to social smoking
Curling her finger
She beckons me back
To sit at the table her knife in my back
Will your Ribcage save you from heartbreak?
Here I stand Lorkin
Guilty of wasting Sunday morning
Guilty of wasting Sunday morning
Sunset now
Sinks far behind
The walls of my backyard and leaves without sound
Will you ever harness a day dream?
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9. |
Kingscourt Farewell
02:26
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10. |
Landscape (Reprise)
02:26
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11. |
Poughkeepsie
03:32
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Poughkeepsie
From the laundry room I can see the hallway floor
There's a rope ladder hanging from the attic door
But the passwords in a language I don't speak
Would you be kind enough to guide these hands
Locked to the light I see a child's bike
There's a man twice my age with the saddle raised high
Old movies come bootlegged in old CD sleeves
And cigarettes come single a quarter a piece
Oh Poughkeepsie
How fast and how ruthless here route 9 becomes
How the high street she cries my death has begun
There's a word I saw carved in the bark of a tree
Would you lend me your knife to sharpen my teeth
Oh Poughkeepsie
On the church lawn there's a message from your Father above
It says No Gun Allowed Stop Playing God
The big band leader sighs as he counts down to three
And we waltz between tables and empty seat
Oh Poughkeepsie
Well in time I will find a reason to love you
In time we will learn to share with ease
But now send me to bed with the windows locked
Oh Poughkeepsie
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Lorkin O'Reilly Dublin, Ireland
Lorkin O'Reilly is a singer-songwriter who writes reflective narratives that fall naturally into the musical spaces he creates; warm, confessional sounds, with nods to traditional folk music. He came to the United States from Scotland when he was eighteen, and settled in New York's Hudson Valley. He currently resides in Catskill. ... more
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