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The End
04:46
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my memory is blowing in the breeze
and the moon’s eye is staring through the trees
and my days are numbered and they’re few
but there’s something leading me to you
and i know it’s not your fault
and i know it’s no one’s fault
and i know it’s not your fault
but i can’t help but feel like that just
makes this so much worse
so much worse
so much worse
so much worse
was it worth all your while?
was it worth all your time?
what will you do now that she is gone?
where will you go now that she is gone?
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he sang of love and prayed to his father
he drank the blood and took from the bread
but then one day the lord took his lover
and she washed ashore with a bullet in her head
and he screamed at the night
but god did not reply
and he learned that day
that god was not his friend
the reverend
the reverend gabe
the reverend
he ran away
and i screamed at the night
but god did not reply
and i learned that day
that god was not my friend
the reverend
the reverend gabe
the reverend
he ran away
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An Angel Falls
00:34
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On the Run
05:36
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the sun was on fire when i woke up
and there was warm whiskey in my cup
so I drowned my sins i drowned it all
i lost my god and fucked it all
so don’t you
pray for me
i’ve got my gun
so don’t you
wait for me
i’m on the run
i drove for miles and finally broke down
into a place the locals called Low Town
and i met a fox with silver eyes
she said you’re not like other guys
so don’t you
pray for me
i’m having fun
so don’t you
wait for me
i’m on the run
the white white line
is on my mind
the white white line
is on my mind
the white white line
is on my mind
the white white line
is on my mind
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Blood in My Eyes
05:42
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did i see you moving
down the stairs?
did i see you moving
are you there?
did i hear your voice now
calling me?
did i hear your voice now?
let me be
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
blood in my eyes
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i fell asleep with dizzying thoughts
and had a dream a dream, not to be forgot
i walked on streets of cobblestone
through broken homes, all alone
i crossed a bridge to foreign land
and met a man with eyes for hands
he said, oh, what have you done to me?
oh, what have you done?
take deeper breaths now
try not to swallow
take longer steps now
into the hollow
as i ran away it began to rain
but the bridge i’d crossed had not remained
and thunder came with awful fright
and the day had slipped into the night
i turned around but the man was gone
as the world turned black he sang this song
he said, oh, what have you done to me?
oh, what have you done?
take deeper breaths now
try not to swallow
take longer steps now
into the hollow
morning bloomed and brought the sun
and in my hand was a bloody gun
i said, oh, what have i done to you?
oh, what have i done?
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dreaming of what he sees
what it is and ought to be
he don’t know
he don’t know what i know
thinking of what to say
when to sink and when to swim
swim the sea
swim the sea to a new home
feel the wind rising up
reaching out from down below
feel it grow
listen close he says to me
life is but a mystery
let it go
let it go, jesus says
it’s strange to think you’ll always be
what they saw but never see
let it go
let it go, the devil says
feel the wind rising up
reaching out from down below
feel it grow
feel the wind rising up
reaching out from down below
feel it grow
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The Truth
05:39
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ain’t it strange how it often goes?
true love is like a broke rose
and your heart is like a sinking stone
i know, yes, i know you know
the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead
oh, but it tastes like love when we touch
oh, is it love?
ain’t it strange how it often seems?
true love is like a paper dream
and my heart is like a drifting stream
i know what you think i mean
the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead
oh, but it tastes like love when we touch
oh, is it love
when i hold you
in my arms and
you tell me
that love is gone?
it’s all right to feel lonely
and it’s all right to be unholy
so say it once, no, say it twice
just make it fun, yeah, make it nice
the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead
oh, but it tastes like love when we touch
oh, is it love
when i hold you
in my arms and
you tell me
that love is gone?
it’s all right to feel lonely
and it’s all right to be unholy
so say it once, no, say it twice
just make it fun, yeah, make it nice
the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead, the truth
it’s dead, the truth
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Hair of the Dog
05:39
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she says, i’m over it
because my body feels like shit
my mind’s all halfway up
careful, don’t spill that cup
because i
need it
when will it end?
when will this story end?
do you still feel me?
because i still feel you
do you need me like
i need you?
tell me your favorite song
and maybe i’ll sing along
god, take me away from here
and pass me that day-old beer
because i
need it
when will it end?
when will this story end?
do you still feel me?
because I still feel you
do you need me like
i need you?
or is it a dream?
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the reverend
the reverend gabe
the reverend
he ran away
the reverend
the reverend gabe
the reverend
he ran away
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Gabriel Granillo Portland, Oregon
Weird electronic music, with occasional scores and comps.
Also in Reverend Gabe & His Priestly Duties and bassist with Egg Princess.
Gabriel Granillo recommends:
The Eggy P EP (EP EP)
by Egg Princess
For Egg Princess I play bass and provide some (sweet) backup vocals.
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For TUSK, I sang, played guitar and bass, and wrote some of the songs.
go to albumIf you like Happy Hour, you may also like:
I Could Be Your Dog / I Could Be Your Moon
by Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith & Emile Mosseri
This two-part collaboration between composers Kaitlyn Aurelia Smith and Emile Mosseri consists of two 17-minute sides.
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Lake Shaped Embrace
by Airships on the Water
Airships on the Water return with another LP of phenomenally textured post-rock, moving from tender passages to well-earned crescendos.
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Another Year Outside the Frame
by Airships on the Water
A big, yearning post-rock song from this Arkansas group that builds and recedes with patience and precision.
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Memory Lame
by GIRAFFES? GIRAFFES!
Experimental indie math rock that's playful in spirit and wonderfully complex in execution.
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