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Live! From A Boat

by Faint Peter

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1.
There's a hole in the center of the great white world and we're only gonna dig it down With our army of spies and our diamond eyes Set a mile and a half underground And our pockets fill up and our pockets fall out And the sun and the water will rise no doubt And the wind and rain and the hurricanes Will scatter our cats and dogs about I know It's what we're asking for I grew up in the land of the lemonade stand but it never got as sticky as this And I still am drinking it every day But I swear it tastes a lot like piss Cause I get it from a man in another state Who buys it by the ton at a better rate And ships it out here right to my plate But they just don't make it like they used to make it no Oooh nice and slow There's a hole in the center of the deep blue sea And we're never gonna fill it up There's a girl back home who cares for me But these days that's never enough So I'll work real hard and make mistakes And learn just a little bit of give and take And I need her so much my body aches But we just don't make it like we used to make it no Oooh nice and slow
2.
The River 05:04
Ten thousand voices on the waterway They never stop to say goodbye Another day has left the world with only memory deep inside Ten thousand voices on the waterway Some will fall and some will rise All fearing for themselves What's waiting there beyond the sky Hold fast to love Hold fast like the river go down Hold fast my love Hold fast but let it meander Now pass the cup Drink deep from the river way down You pass the love Hold fast but let it meander Ten thousand voices scream the battle cry They never stop to wonder why Another day has left the world with only suffering as our guide Hold fast to love Hold fast like the river go down Hold fast my love Hold fast but let it meander Now pass the cup Drink deep from the river way down You pass the love Hold fast so you can remember
3.
As the population steadily rises at a rate we've never seen And California swallows its last drops The United Nations bungles the outbreak in a manner so obscene Even Hollywood is begging it to stop And every night I put the knife into my holy stolen heart My life spills out in front of me And I go right back to the start This emptiness is really killing me But things can't be as bad as they seem Another day, another body laying face down in the road and not a soul to pay for what's been done The holidays are coming so don't leave him out in the cold After all we're living in America And every night I put the knife Into my holy stolen heart My life spills out in front of me And I go right back to the start This emptiness is really killing me But things can't be as fucked up as they seem And everyone I know is disillusioned, decomposing Barely stumbling by Like drunks in the night But they all are hoping, undercover Loving one another is alright And it'll stop the fight Is it alright if we just stop the fight? And every night I put the knife Into my holy stolen heart And my life spills out in front of me And I go right back to the start The necromancer's knocking at my door I swear I seen this movie before So what the hell are we sticking around here for?d
4.
Can you measure every inch of a man Just by looking at the ways that he's been torn up And the pain that he can stand? And when you think you got him all figured out Does he turn and walk away and leave you wondering why It's happening again? I won't pretend I've always been right But that don't mean I haven't tried to win every fight We can't get back the years we've lost With hope and fear and tears the cost But in the end, it'll be alright Cause I'll come home to old New England If it's the last thing I do Just to know what I been missing And to see those hills so blue So don't you go before I return Let me get my message through I'm coming home to old New England if it's the last thing I do Every single day that we're apart Is a testament to how we learn to live our lives Inside a work of art I can't really explain it but somehow I know that I'd be better off if I just laid down and went right back to the start The distance is the darkest of nights But if you can stand it long enough I'll bring you forth the light We can't get back the years we've lot With hope and fear and tears the cost But in the end it'll be alright Cause I'll come home to old New England If it's the last thing I do Just to know what I been missing And to see those hills so blue So don't you go before I return Let me get my message through I'm coming home to old New England if it's the last thing I do
5.
Four O'Clock 04:28
I drag the morning into the afternoon I'm still thinking about what I said and if I said it too soon The little children are laughing in the street They don't have any expectations to meet I can hear them calling but the sound is so far off Like a diver deep down in the sea I wanna sink until the darkness washes over me But the sun is shining, gonna burn up this whole town Till there ain't nobody left like me hanging 'round And by the time I finally throw the blankets off it's 4 o'clock Oh and if I could block out the light Only a few hours more until the soft warm night Maybe I'll pack my bags, move somewhere far up north Where the winter's everlasting and I won't remember who I was before Like a wounded bird I tussle and turn lying here in the silence while my insides twist and yearn Never thought I would be the sick and shuttered kind Digging over and over at the bottom of my mind But I know there's something way down Gleaming in the wreckage like a long forgotten crown I wanna wear it on my head I wanna carry it around I want everyone to see it shining in the light of day And I won't ever let any of 'em steal it away But by the time I finally throw the blankets off It's 4 o'clock
6.
The Well 05:06
All of my days Working the well, working the well Nobody knows You couldn’t tell, you couldn’t tell Where is the end of my rope? It’s in my hands, in my own two hands In my head and in my hope It’s where I stand, it’s where I stand Up from the bottom, up from the bottom It’s coming up from the bottom, up from the bottom I am alone On a garden path, on a garden path Trimming the hedges They grow so fast, you know they grow so fast And all of my nights Working the well, working the well So many secrets I’ll never tell, no I’ll never tell Up from the bottom, up from the bottom It’s coming up from the bottom, up from the bottom I bring it up from the bottom, up from the bottom I bring it up from the bottom, up from the bottomds
7.
Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while Think I see my friends coming Riding a many mile Friends did you get some silver? Did you get a little gold? What did you bring me my dear friends To keep me from the gallows pole? What did you bring me to keep me from the gallows pole? I couldn't get no silver, I couldn't get no gold You know that we're too damn poor To keep you from the gallows pole Hangman, hangman, hold it a little while I think I see my brother coming Riding a many mile Brother, did you get me some silver? Did you get a little gold? What did you bring me, my brother To keep me from the gallows pole? Brother, I brought you some silver I brought a little gold, I brought a little of everythin To keep you from the gallows pole Yes, I brought you to keep you from the gallows pole Hangman, hangman, turn your head awhile I think I see my sister coming Riding a many mile, mile, mile Sister, I implore you, take him by the hand Take him to some shady bower Save me from the wrath of this man Please take him Save me from the wrath of this man, man Hangman, hangman, upon your face a smile Pray tell me that I'm free to ride Ride for many mile, mile, mile Oh, yes, you got a fine sister She warmed my blood from cold She brought my blood to boiling hot To keep you from the gallows pole, pole, pole, pole, yeah Your brother brought me silver Your sister warmed my soul But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the gallows pole, yeah But now I laugh and pull so hard And see you swinging on the gallows pole, pole, pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows pole Swingin' on the gallows pole, pole, pole, pole, pole, pole, pole, pole

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released March 19, 2020

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Faint Peter Los Angeles, California

Faint Peter is the indie folk offering of singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Joseph De Natale.

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