I'm going off to war, 
I'm going off to war, 
I know I'm never coming home. 

Don't come knocking at my door, 
You won't see me anymore, 
I know I'm never coming home. 

Replaced an angel with your face inside my head, 
Bought a package of cigarettes just to smoke 'em. 
I made calls and I mailed letters to my friends, 
I don't think it matters anymore…it doesn't matter anymore, 
Cuz I'm going off to war, 
I'm going off to war.
credits
from Freedom, released 07 November 2014 
vocals, guitar: Ariana Gillis 
nashville guitar: David Gillis 
trumpet: Bill Melymuka 


Produced by David Gillis 
Recorded & Mixed by David Gillis

Going Off To War

Produced & Mixed by David Gillis
lyrics
You snake, you black, black snake, 
You hide inside the light in the filament waiting to bite, 
Don’t smile, ‘cuz I can see your fangs, 
Hovering o’er my skin, 
When I flip the switch ready to dig in. 

I never wanted anything, never wanted any venom ‘cuz it stings. 
Camouflaged back, difficult to spot, 
Thought you’d get me, get me got, you thought, you thought. 

You play with such an art, 
You lead me into snares, I think you care, 
But your much too smart for love, 
And for you, love is war, 
Where you strangle and you gore, 
Your prey is left in feathers on the floor. 

And I never wanted anything, never wanted any venom ‘cuz it stings. 
Camouflaged back, difficult to spot, 
Thought you’d get me, get me got, you thought, you thought. 

You snake, you black, black snake, 
With diamonds in your scales attract the doves to your jaws and impale. 
I’m not looking for the shine, 
‘Cuz there’s nothing there to find, 
Just a constricting grip holding on my mind. 

And I never wanted anything, never wanted any venom ‘cuz it stings. 
Camouflaged back, difficult to spot, 
Thought you’d get me, get me got, you thought, you thought. 
You thought you’d get me, get me got, you thought, you thought. 

Camouflaged back, difficult to spot, 
Thought you’d get me, get me got, you thought, you thought.
credits
from Freedom, released 07 November 2014 
vocals, guitar, background vocals: Ariana Gillis 
guitars: David Gillis 
bass: Russ Boswell 


Produced & Mixed by David Gillis 
Recorded by David Gillis

Black Snake

Jeremy Woodstock is the only man I know, 
the only man I know without a heart. 
They made a deep incision, and cut into his cage, 
and ripped the screaming organ out. 

Said the heart to the man, "I am not your enemy, 
Let me fill you up, let me help you breathe!" 

When the doctors sewed him up 
Jeremy was vacant of feeling anything toward the heart. 
And when they asked him what he wanted to do with his vessel, 
He told them to put it in a jar. 

Said the heart to the man, "I am not your enemy, 
Let me fill you up, let me help you breathe! 
Let me make your veins pulse, let me make your lungs rise, 
Let me make your mind burst, put me back inside, 
I will be your best friend, I won't let bad happen, 
Please, please, please, please, please...Jeremy." 

But Jeremy Woodstock wouldn't listen to the heart, 
He couldn't bear to hear it's words again. 
'Cuz every night in his dreams he would see his wife and daughters, 
and feel it pounding in his chest. 

Said the heart to the man, "I am not your enemy, 
Let me fill you up, let me help you breathe! 
Let me make your veins pulse, let me make your lungs rise, 
Let me make your mind burst, put me back inside, 
I will be your best friend, I won't let bad happen, 
Please! Please!" 

"I will make your veins pulse, I will make your lungs rise, 
I will make your mind burst, put me back inside..." 
"But Heart! Can't you see?! I trusted you!" cried Jeremy, 
"And I will never trust in you again..." 

Jeremy Woodstock is the only man I know, 
the only man I know without a heart.
credits
from Freedom, released 07 November 2014 
vocals and guitar: Ariana Gillis 
guitars and banjo: David Gillis 
drums: Jorn Andersen 
drums and percussion: Ben Rollo 
bass: Mark McIntyre 
trumpet: Bill Melymuka 
piano: Mark Llama 
background vocals: Ariana Gillis, Briar Gillis, Prairie Gillis, David Gillis 

Produced & Mixed by David Gillis 
Recorded by Jeremy Darby & David Gillis

Jeremy Woodstock

Light, quick lightening, 
Thundering, blundering. 
I said I prayer, 
I inked it to my arm, 
I inked it to my arm. 

Freedom, freedom where have you been? 
I've been missing you so long. 
Guns and soldiers, bullets, patrollers, 
Freedom never felt so wrong. 

All around me they're making up stories, 
Saying we got good things coming. 
But Freedom took off before that talk, 
Ever since then I've been running. 

My future's dead, shot in the head, 
Forgive me don't care about nothing, 
But finding the light, for too long I've been blind, 
And the truth's gotta count for something. 

Freedom, freedom where have you been? 
I've been missing you so long. 
Guns and soldiers, bullets, patrollers, 
Freedom never felt so wrong. 

Light, quick lightening, 
Thundering, blundering. 
I said I prayer, 
I inked it to my arm, 
She inked it to her arm, 
I inked it to my arm.

Freedom

Written by Ariana Gillis & David Gillis 
Produced by David Gillis 
Mixed by Cory Barnes 
Mastered by Phil Demetro
lyrics
Flipped suit, cell phone piece 
Got the goods, runs so fast 
Up the ladders down the streets 
Your fuzzy little head is quite the beast 
Bloody knuckles, no fingerprints 
Coyote got into the chicken coop 
Run for cover in the black 
Electric eyes, quick attack 

Meet at the lake where it all goes south 
Bottom full of bones no one knows about 
They don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know 
Money money here, money money there 
Crawling off the wind, tousling my hair 

First grade detective 
Gotta get a little dirty to make a buck 
Never the intention but green is sticky 
When you’re in a rough patch, you don’t get picky 

Everyone’s a liar, everyone’s a cheat 
I’m cheating on you, but you can’t see 
You don’t know, you don’t know, you don’t know 
Money money here, money money there 
Clawin’ at the dirt ‘cuz I want a share 

I’m always in a rut, when it comes to life, when it comes to love 
Besides, I don’t like to lose, I’ve been losing for such a long time 

Mr. Hot Shot got shot in the head 
Someone took the cash, I stashed the cash 
I lie low, keep my head down 
When it all blows over I’ll skip town 

Gone like smoke, you never even knew 
You’re at the bottom of the lake, no one will find you 
They don’t know, they don’t know, they don’t know 
Money money here, money money there 
In the drink I drink, in the clothes I wear.
credits
from Forget Me Not, released 28 November 2011 
vocals, acoustic guitar – Ariana Gillis 
banjo, resonator guitar, nashville guitar – David Gillis 
bass – Bill Dillon 
drums & percussion – Gary Craig 
cello / strings – Kevin Fox 
background vocals – David Gillis

Money money

"I'm staggered by how good she is. I can honestly say she's the most exciting thing I've heard in a long time." 
– Bernie Taupin, Elton John's co-writer

"I've never seen an unknown performer with more power as when I saw Ariana performing at a music convention – I couldn't stop talking about her. The last performer I felt this way about was Bruce Springsteen" 
– Dave Marsh, Rolling Stone Magazine

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