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MIRRORS（DEMO）

1. Don't Get Caught 
so please don’t close these doors / i’m not dead set on dying / these wounds and sores / have let the poison in / but these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / and if all you’d known was war / then you’ll just keep on fighting / the pain before / you let it all cave in / no this brain will never quit / no this brain will never quit / no this brain will never quit / so if you’re set / and that’s the plan / then you made your choice / and you’ll fall by your own hand / so then all in all / what if all’s the same / then you took your stance / and you’ll fall in the same place / in the same place / obeying all their laws / ignoring what they’re hiding / behind their walls / kid they said you’re born in sin / so you kneel and pray to it / so you kneel and pray to it / so you kneel and pray to it / and if all you feel is loss / then you’ll just keep on finding / despite the cost / you’ll be stealing just to win / yeah they’re stealing just to win / you’ll be stealing just to win / you’ll be stealing just to win / so if you’re set / and that’s the plan / then you made your choice / and you’ll fall by your own hand / well then all in all / what if all’s the same / then you took your stance / and you’ll fall in the same place / in the same place / so please don’t close these doors / i’m not dead set on dying / these wounds and sores / have let the poison in / but these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it / no these veins won’t shelter it 

Don't Get Caught

SOUTH OF TALLAHASSEE
Words & Music by Wiley Gaby (BMI)

Caleb Lindskoog - Electric Guitar
Dennis Lichtman - Violin
James Power - Acoustic Guitar
Jeffrey Doker - Bass
Jeff Lipstein - Tambourine
Kerry Flanagan - Vocals
Parker Kindred - Drums
Rubin Kodheli	 - Cello
Wiley Gaby - Vocals, Piano, Wurlitzer

You don’t want me enough to keep me 
I don’t need you enough to stay 
And I’m tired of spinning your plates 
So I must be on my way, and we’re gonna be better off 

I’ve been betting on a boy with a better heart, baby 
But the decks ain’t stacked so fair 
So I’ll give it up to a stranger with a beating heart 
Pretending I don’t care, yeah I’m gonna be better off 

So don’t you hit me up tonight and try to sell me on some pretty things
I could walk away tonight if you’d just tell me it’s just me

When’s it ever gonna feel right? 

On the island of Manhattan, in a phone booth of the north side of Delancey 
Watching everything and everyone I want go slipping quickly past me 
You see, I’m never gonna stand the thought of you, boy, until I got a little less on the line 

So I’ll pack the bags I said I’d never pack 
And that white flag can be my toast 
To the year of avoiding a bloody back 
And keeping enemies real close 
Yeah, I’m gonna be better off

I’ll be on the plane tonight, so don’t you ever try to say to me
I coulda had it if I tried a little harder, I keep trying to disagree 

Oh, I’m coming down, Mama 
But I’m keeping all the sinning, and the trouble, and the bruises from you 

I’m going south of Tallahassee
Where I won’t find myself stumbling in your shadow
Get me past the Georgia line 
Where luxury ain’t just a bedroom window
You see I’m never gonna stand the thought of you, boy, until I got a little less on the line
No, I’m never gonna stand the thought of you until I gotta a little less on the line


Oh I’m going back to the bible tonight
Oh I’ll drown my pride in the bottle tonight
Oh I’m going straight down on these wounded knees tonight 
But I’m alright
Yeah, I’m alright 

But that old Wakulla River just can’t wash away the sins left on my memory
And the devil tends to follow me no matter where my restless soul can send me
You see I’m never gonna stand the thought of you, boy, until I got a little less on the line
No I’m never gonna stand the thought of you until I got a little less on the line

You can turn from your tomorrow
Try to find your way back home
But it won’t be where you left it
Like a lover you’ve outgrown
And you won’t be better off
No I’m never gonna stand the thought of you until I got a little less on the line


South of Tallahassee

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Correspondents is Frank Corva making music with his friends from around the world. The project was borne from a desire to write and perform music while traveling around the world. Frank had been playing in a punk band - Stay Alive - in the U.S. (New York City) but had to quit it as he began traveling throughout Europe, Africa and then North, Central & South America in 2009 for various personal and professional pursuits (these travels are documented at http://www.allintogethernowinternational.blogspot.com). Wherever Frank went, he had his guitar with him and would write and perform whenever and wherever possible. The Burn for This EP documents Frank reflecting on and coming to terms with some trying years of his life. After writing and performing the songs in various adaptations and forms in countries such as Venezuela, Ghana, Guatemala, Germany, Switzerland, The Czech Republic, Austria, France, The Netherlands, and the U.S., Frank finally recorded them. Having recruited an extremely talented group of friends from around the world to play on the record, the result is an acoustic guitar- and vocals-driven record featuring piano, violin, lead guitar, and back-up vocal accompaniments that are as precise as they are heartfelt. It was a cathartic experience to have the songs come to life on record and Frank is looking forward to sharing them with the new region of the world in which he is currently living – Asia. As a newfound resident of Tokyo, Japan, Frank has recently gotten his feet wet with his first few shows here. Inspired by the DIY subculture live house scene in Tokyo, Frank is looking forward to performing frequently and recording more music while living here.

Don't Get Caught

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