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Music & Lyrics by Nate Weiner
Produced by Nate Weiner Mastered by Jeff Lipton at Peerless Mastering, Boston, MA Mixed by Branden Stroup at Boneshaker Recording Co., Los Feliz, CA Tracked by Tyler Richie at Studio Rev, Culver City, CA Assistant Engineer: Chris Allen "Free Up Your Mind" Guitar Tech: Preston Marshall Field Records by Nate Weiner Album Design & Layout by Eugene Goryachev Album Art by Daria Rud |
Chris Allen - Harmonies
Takero Arima - Drums, Percussion Fren Asken - Electric Guitar Christian LeMay - Bass, Melodica, Percussion Fritz Madden - Drums Anthony Mancini - Electric Guitar Devin McCartey - Electric Guitar, Slide Guitar Lincoln Mendell - Organ, Rhodes, Piano Logan Metz - Banjo, Mandolin, Trumpet Micah Nelson - Drums, Percussion Nate Weiner - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Harmonies, Percussion |
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Heart of Yours
Let’s go to sleep tonight I don’t want to fight Let’s go inside the house Inside now Let’s see that heart of yours Let’s turn ya inside out I found the top of a mountain long ago I ate potato noodles and washed it down with snow I squeezed inside myself But then I was out somehow Let me kiss that heart of yours That’s how I turn inside out Ya call it as it is Love is madness for foolish kids So let’s dive inside the mouth And burn the map to find the way out I wanna lose myself in your sun And the shadows it makes through the clouds I don’t want to fight I don’t want to fight Just stay in that heart of yours Just stay in that heart of yours You Were a Child Once How they make them so young, into the fold Were our futures set, at twenty-years-old Oh what are we workin' towards? And it happens at least, once a day I know you can't be, happy this way Livin' road to road, we climb to fall You were a child once Passion and ignorance Was that the rub? prunes in the tub And you are so jaded With this placement Oh who decides, not you and I In this world Some seem to always do, as those before Bow down their heads to the metaphors That their fathers learned, it's safe when it's the same But oh there's hope to expand your mind Not everyone has the benefit of time So let's make this worth it, let's learn to feel right You were a child once Passion and ignorance Do you still scream in the night? And it's gonna be a long day When you breathe this way Oh what a curse, to taste the hurt In this world Gold Fever It's a common mistake that you think that you're the one for this heartache, Butchya got me reeling on your sporting line, oh you know just how to bait a hook And I wanna plant you in the ground and watch you grow, through the turning leaves and the big black snow, bewilderbeasting at a steamtrain captain, am I boarding yes or no And babe all it really takes is one piece of gold to spark the fever in my soul, so watchya thinking, ride out west as fast as we can, you and me girl, handkerchief balloons flying from our limbs Well I never met a girl who could torture me just like the way that you seem to do, and I'm feeling like running up a mountainside and skipping down with pockets of gold This old gravy train has lost it's brakes, rolling too fast down the tracks, oh my baby, oh no jumpaduckroll, don't let go, I love you city girl Strolling into town and I don't care about all these other fools with their oogles, hey, ho, steady up slow, watch that temper, I just want to keep you safe and close It ain't no mistake that you are the one for this heartache, got me reeling to be a trapping, gunfighting man, I'll do anything for you my city girl Well you can count on me, I already feel the west in my veins, and I'm feeling like blowing up a mountainside and skipping down with pockets full of gold Stick Around Babe, if you ever get tired Of being in control Well just let me know We could sit, relax for a while Sippin’ shaved ice, watchin’ Monarch butterflies I hope that this time, you’ll stick around So let’s drink chilly tumblers in the sun Expressionistas shriek to greet ya, when I got you on my arm And taste the breeze and all the places it must travel The sea, the city, the long journey back to your lil’ mountain home I hope that this time, you’ll stick around But you always know when it’s time to go That look in your eye Well a bird’s born to fly Well I hope that next time, you’ll stick around Polynesian Pine Come down from the treetops You have been hiding far too long Mama’s put supper on the table Hear the spoons to the metal through the kitchen door Well you never did as you were told Barefoot and naked was always the best way to go You became a lover of the Polynesian Pine She switched your palate and fashioned you a brand new pipe So smoke up California, it’s a dead end Yeah I woulda warned ya but we didn’t understand much back then Believe if you got love then the world is an ole gold mine So go get married, build her a house from Polynesian Pine I found you drinking whiskey Spending half your money on a glass of the sourest make It’s been too long by my reasons Cuz goddamn guilt I can’t speak to a man down in a hole And oh how could I help a friend in such a state Try to fall down from the Polynesian Pine And my friend try to give it time When I Was An Actor When I was an actor it was never cool Emotions on stage in high school I didn't know who I didn't wanna be So I auditioned for the universities When I was an actor I did lots of drugs Praying in my own wacked out synagogue I played different roles every day I got good parts in every play *chorus* Never trying to find myself Always doing impressions of somebody else As I drift through this world Gotta search for my own pearl When I was an actor perfecting my form I was dealing out of my college dorm Learning how to fuck up left and right Shaking in my bed in the dead of night Well mom and dad I am sorry That cornfed place was not for me I'll find a brand new start Just gotta learn how to drive my heart *chorus* Spitting words to folks that I wrote Feels better than any Andreyev quote Creating characters was a waste of time Cuz I didn't even know who I was inside *chorus* California On My Neck Well who you are to me Is it alright to say you’re everything And what we do, when we’re apart Don’t ask no questions Don’t break these hearts Eastbound & Down, I ride them rails With California on my neck & the road as my trail Well if I could I’d take that train Walk up to your step with roses And a bottle of grain And kiss you hard, so you know that it’s real Then make love, til the sun comes up Oh Chi-town, your wind is blowing my way With California on my neck & your heart lighting the trail Well if I could I’d take a cruise Someplace real dirty Just to forget bout you Cuz we got to each move along You’re writing your words & I’m singing these songs Turn it up so loud, we gotta breathe underneath With California in my eyes, but the road still on my mind Walls Down In our skin of new, how can a man trust his heart like he used to I’ve been a fool for love, but does that mean that you can beat me up, like a racket to a tired rug Oh who can we blame, letting walls down Oh what a shame, letting ourselves down Well I’ve had some cold, cold nights, and your hot, hot breath don’t keep me warm no more We used to talk by the fire til it died, now it just, just don’t seem right, waiting for an organic goodnight Oh who can we blame, letting walls down Oh what a shame, letting ourselves down Oh remember the smiles we had, but we were both session singers in a church, gospel band, singing to a bright light But oh I wanna sing with you, just like we used to do, fit right into a hum and a groove But we’re outta tune, letting walls down Oh how do we start, tearing walls down |
Fell Over You |
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