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[Info]
Artist : Matthew Good
Album : Arrows Of Desire
Label : Frostbyte Media
Genre : Rock
Street Date : 2013-09-24
Quality : 263 kbps / 44.1kHz / Joint Stereo
Encoder : Lame 3.98.4 -V0
Size : 84.14 MB
Time : 42:31 min
Url : http://matthewgood.org/
[Tracks]
1. Arrows Of Desire 4:06
2. Via Dolorosa 4:02
3. Had It Coming 2:40
4. We're Long Gone 2:09
5. So Close 3:42
6. Garden Of Knives 5:29
7. Mutineering 5:05
8. Hey Hell Heaven 3:51
9. Guns Of Carolina 4:42
10. Letters In Wartime 6:45
[Notes]
2013 release from the prolific Canadian singer/songwriter. From its anthemic
title track, Arrows Of Desire volleys a wave of rhythmically charged songs.
Produced by Good and mixed by Randy Staub, each track is sure to be an
instant favorite.
Lyrics
1. Arrows Of Desire
On a ruined wind to see our promise right in front of you
Silver barbs to crash the heart
Those gates so irremovable
Oh we can beg, we will bend again
Oh we can beg that we will bend again
Up in thin air, we lie in wait
Held to loose
Wait for the word to come and then to hell with you
Over the fire a time to bear what those below await
HereÆs my golden spear
HereÆs my cold despair
Up in this air, we lie in wait
2. Via Dolorosa
ThereÆs a spider in the kitchen sink
Turn the tap on, stand there, watch it panic
Via Dolorosa
Wait till I get my head on
Wait till I get my head on straight
Wait till I get my head on
Wait till I get my crown on straight
Wait till you get your head on
Wait till you get your head on straight
ThereÆs a tiger in your cage
Now go to sleep
SomethingÆs coming you donÆt know yet
But itÆs sorry
Via Dolorosa
Wait till I get my head on
Wait till I get my head on straight
Wait till I get my head on
Wait till I get my crown on
Wait till I get my head on
Wait till I get my cross on straight
Wait till you get your head on
Wait till you get your head on straight
3. Had It Coming
Well you walk like I thought youÆd walk
And you talk like I thought youÆd talk
Broken glass, lips to ass, the stars up in the sky
IÆm like that one about a priest who walks in bar, orders a drink
And then finds God all in savage company
Well smile
Cruelty free, well heavens me, I never thought IÆd see the day
IÆve had it coming
Well you work a job, you hate your job
You go home and you wonder
ôWhat am I going to do about my job?
It pays the bills, the bills add upö
So you go to bed and dream
You wake up hung over on a beach in the sunshine
And you walk into the sea like nothingÆs ever been
Yeah you wade into the sea until you can feel the planet humming
Yeah you sink into the sea and find out that you can breathe
Yeah you sink into the sea and find out at last
YouÆve have it coming
WeÆve had it coming
4. WeÆre Long Gone
Got a playbook full of photographs
The coffin corner floor
Faces hit so out of place whoÆs going to bother with the score?
WeÆre long gone
Used to call you on the telephone when it was on the wall
Now we line up neat all down the street
And rebel for twice as long
Well somethingÆs in a hurry baby
Price fixing a storm
Watch it come but never run
Oh nobody has before
WeÆre long gone
5. So Close
There was a bird from Camden High Street
That hit the Thames just short of Battersea
And all the time it flew it sang Young Man Blues
ôAint got nothing in the world these daysö
Just the world donÆt know itÆs true
So close
Days of rage
Oh us pioneers
If you ainÆt on your back taking it get out of here
And if somehow you do, you sing Young Man Blues
ôAinÆt got nothing in the world these daysö
Just the world donÆt know itÆs true
So close
Keep us alive on 45
DonÆt let the wolves get anything
Keep us alive on 45
It may mean more than anything
6. Garden Of Knives
My love screams
Yeah I like the second half
All in-between honeycomb legs
IÆll break your back
The more that you want it the more that youÆll take it
The more that you want it the more that you break it
No matter where we are IÆll let you know
No matter where the sun strikes us
Knives will grow
Hear them horses come to mow the road
Feel the air burning like your lungs could just explode
The more that you want it the more that youÆll take it
The more that you want it the more that you break it
No matter where we are IÆll let you know
No matter where the sun strikes us
Knives will grow
7. Mutineering
Just a little lie to take
Got a little code to break
Yeah you know you found me out
Oh my mind, mutineering
Oh my love you stay clear of it
I wish I could turn out the lights
To stone and wood these crooked dice
Cause they donÆt got you yet
Done a little bad for should
But never for no greater good
Yeah you know youÆve found us out
And now you know youÆve found us out
All my life, mutineering
Oh my love you stay clear of it
I wish I could turn out the lights
To stone and wood these crooked dice
Cause they donÆt got you yet
8. Hey Hell Heaven
ItÆs old bearing disaster
Yeah but IÆve been faster since I would come around
You got all the exceptions
In a pile leaving all the corrections
Since I would come around
Its want ate everything
And IÆd be soulless saved when I would come around
Whole nights caught in a capture
So far gone a collapsed blur
When I would come around
Hey hell heaven is a place that you go
Just so we got a little time on our hands
Just so we get a little time off
Well I wish I was over the fail spot pinned to my shoulders
Since I would come around
Maybe in some other life thereÆs a better feeling for feeling right
And I would come around
Hey hell heaven is a place that you go
Just so we got a little time on our hands
Just so we get a little time off
9. Guns Of Carolina
Stay like that
You always win with it
That car crash where youÆre laid out like Arlington
Got some explaining to do
ItÆs all too late, so what you waiting for?
Take these guns back to Carolina
ItÆs all too late, done what you paid me for
So take these guns back to Carolina
All high-pass
Every time I look at you
The doors still draft the same of old empty room
Got some explaining to do
ItÆs all too late, so what you waiting for?
Take these guns back to Carolina
ItÆs all too late, done what you paid me for
So take these guns back to Carolina
10. Letters In Wartime
ThereÆs a way over you donÆt go
Count the days all silent, pinned and roped
Well thereÆs dynamite in that tunnel for the matchbox in your head
You know, curious canaries suffer no fools in their stead
We got lost at sea once night deceived
Bitter tried you bleed, a bear thatÆs treed
Where not everything comes forgettable
This is the time IÆve waited for you
Bordered a line I canÆt ignore
Taken a life IÆve waited to come again
ItÆs the only way that I talk
And youÆve always know that it was
ItÆs the only way I can tell you
Like letters in wartime do
Been lost at sea for years deceived
Chased by sets of French Corvettes
Where not everything comes forgettable