We are okay to go. As our spirits we are sending ourselves on missions never ending, we are okay to go, we are okay to go. Rainbow colors flashing, astral waters splashing, canopy projected, our spirits are protected, we are okay to go, we are…
A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
When the bombing ends and all that's left is sand and bones and charred remains, what will you think then? Will you call it a win? Or will you lay down and die with all the rest? Its not too late to stop, call this death march to a halt. I promise…
Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
We are okay to go. As our spirits we are sending ourselves on missions never ending, we are okay to go, we are okay to go. Rainbow colors flashing, astral waters splashing, canopy projected, our spirits are protected, we are okay to go, we are…
A little white house, just off the highway, ghost of a black cat scratchin’ at the door. Old dry well out in the backyard, we just can’t use it anymore. There are some secrets here. Oh, there’s secrets everywhere. I know nothin’ more or less…
Fourteen days till my ship sets sail, fourteen days of nonstop hail, punchin’ holes in everything I see. Fourteen days of howlin’ wind and rain, fourteen days full of doubt and pain, gnawin’ my guts till finally I’m free. I can’t stop, I can…
A solar flare is the ejaculation of energy from the north pole or the south pole of this super concentrated point which has turned itself into a black hole because it has so much energy that it’s sucking in everything around it at such an exponential…
All guitars by my good friend Chris Mitchell. I had a chance to record this while I was in Dallas this past Summer. This is a companion piece to my song Secrets from the "Of Sound Mind" album, my RPM 2009 entry.
Come Tomorrow
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I'm like a tumbleweed, got no roots
I'm like a climbing vine, leaves and chutes
Come tomorrow, I might not be around
Come tomorrow
I'm a reflection, you see me in your mirror
A missed connection, so far and yet right here…
@rinyville - Thanks for the response! I tend to want to bury my vocals in the mix... I resisted the urge this time, but when I listen back, it just seems too loud. I am really curious if anyone agrees that it could stand to be brought down just a touch?
At a recent charity event held in my small town's train museum, I was admiring a massive brass train bell when the curator walked up to me. I commented that a bell would really rather be heard then seen, and he agreed. I offered to digitally record…
Come Tomorrow
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I'm like a tumbleweed, got no roots
I'm like a climbing vine, leaves and chutes
Come tomorrow, I might not be around
Come tomorrow
I'm a reflection, you see me in your mirror
A missed connection, so far and yet right here…
To all who commented, thanks for listening! I do think the vocal is *just a bit* too loud... anyone agree with that assessment?
@Mr Sandbags - I did actually smoke Marlboros once upon a time, but that was over twenty years ago! No more tobacco for me!
and the story goes
we know you thru the chain
the chain of ghosts
we know you brag and boast
and toast with the holy ghost
brag and boast and
steal the chain of ghosts
steal the chains of ghosts in the dark
when I was a kid
i could steal in the…
About a place in the world that is very special.
But It would be just another bit of rock if it wasn't for the people I shared it with....
This one is called “Stoneâ€...
Peace
T
Vocal and Lyrics by Jim Higgins
we raced…
I like when you sing Geas, but I LOVE your instrumentals! :-) I dunno if you give extra care to the mixes or if it's just me... This one is perfect for a desert road trip mix tape.
This is really a true story.
No, really...
And our holiday gift to you & your friends. (Feel free to download it and share it with anyone who you think might enjoy it.)
Oh... by the way... acl is finally waking from a very deep slumber…
Take me back to ole Virginia Lord, he's pluggin' in a mic.
I dig the cheesy Farfisa Rotary patch......
Here's a song to sing
a fairy tale
no mountain high
or oceans to sail
no darken nights
in the belly of a whale
no hammer's throne
or red…
Comments on Cave Street's stuff
You are....experienced!!
Great song and feel....really dig the whole thing!!
cool!
This is good mate I really dig your sound well done
Nice one mate cool.
Brilliant rythum mate love it.
Great lyrics well done cool track mate
Woah, someone's got rhythm! Excellent!
There be singing-along in this here kitchen!
Sweet and subtle. Lovely!
Ah man! I want to hear this blend in to the previous track and on to the next! Love the way this album is going!
Ouch! My poor brittle heart! Such tender vox against an almost chiming bed of sweet music. Magical. Welcome back, Cave Street!
If I put aside Wake Up, My Skin, Blue, Nothin' to Lose, Do, and Funeral Chant, this is my favorite Cave Street Tune.
Hey, Mark - you got rhythm. Lovely track, Michael.
I really like this, Michael, vox, clapping, the lot.
Wonderful vocal! w;-)
Really comes alive with earphones.
Dreamlike! Nice warm vocal. I love the family sounds.
I wonder if the next to last song in this album had something to do with this song? hehe. Pretty trippy.
...for these sounds and for listening/commenting- thanks. kss
Comments made by Cave Street
@rinyville - Thanks for the response! I tend to want to bury my vocals in the mix... I resisted the urge this time, but when I listen back, it just seems too loud. I am really curious if anyone agrees that it could stand to be brought down just a touch?
Most excellent! Looking forward to another collab with you, sir. Will have tracks for you soon!
To all who commented, thanks for listening! I do think the vocal is *just a bit* too loud... anyone agree with that assessment? @Mr Sandbags - I did actually smoke Marlboros once upon a time, but that was over twenty years ago! No more tobacco for me!
I'm not sure what's happening here, but I think you might want to get those prescriptions filled! j/k! Great track
woah
A beautiful, pure sound you have captured here. My heart sings!
Nice tunes! Let me know if you're ever coming anywhere near Nashville Tennessee.
Another very special song! Dig the scratchy effects...
This is swell! Nice work guys!
Digging the pitch shifted guitar (if that sound is what I think it is!) anyway, cool tones & fuzzy textures... psychedelic!
I like when you sing Geas, but I LOVE your instrumentals! :-) I dunno if you give extra care to the mixes or if it's just me... This one is perfect for a desert road trip mix tape.
thoroughly enjoyed this!
nice textures & tones... sweet mellow track.
*shines as bright as the northern lights* this is one helluva catchy track, nice riffs!
really really like this one
one of the all time faves "this kid's got one helluva grip!"
this is special song, thanks for sharing
Heh, knew this was Geas from across house in the kitchen washing dishes! nice one! *faved*
I like the breathing. sweet track
Epic lyrics & guitar... worthy of Deep Purple, or maybe Dio. Nice work! Keep on rockin my brother!