Dinosaur Tooth - Meet the Tooth

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All songs written, performed, recorded, produced and mixed by David Bowick
Mastered by Hans Dekline at Sound Bites Dog
Additional vocals on “Finally Found You” by Vanessa Parr
Additional vocals on “The Way Back Home” and “On The Other Side” by Trey Broussard
Additional vocals on “Meet Tomorrow” by Lindsey Bullen and Trey Broussard
Additional vocals on “27 Days” by Lucas Carpente

Finally Found You

These are tunes that I wrote for Riot Games' "Summoner Showdown 5" ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElSXd6x3IKk )

Summoner's Battle

Summoners Battle

Dinosaur Tooth - Bitefrost

She swears like a sailor, but she swears that she’s mine
Gets me revved like an engine made in ‘69
She’s the wind in my hair she’s the arm on my chair on Sunday
I don’t need no signs to you in my one track mind

The doctors all said it was a heart attack
I said you don’t understand my girl just loves me like that
I start to flat line when our hearts align their beating
I don’t need no signs to you in my one track mind

If I feel lost it means she’s gone away
Like having dancers but no music at the New York ballet
Whatever it costs I’ve got to make her stay
Not a coming and a going like an L.A. valet

Don’t have to go when opportunity knocks
When what it’s selling rubs away like chalk
The woman I fell for is ringing that bell to find her
and I don’t need no signs to you in my one track mind

Holding The Sun

One Track Mind

Uptown all the lucky gettin’ down
I found all the streets they drive around
Try to stay away with a setting sun
But they come back ‘round when they’re out of fun

‘Cross town the lights are blinding in the night
Outside all they see at night is light
How I’d love to see beyond my heart
‘Cause between these walls all I can see is dark

Try to save my soul turn it into gold
But the preacher man says I don’t have a chance in hell
Try to save my soul turn it into gold
But there’s gotta be something in me that they don’t know

Next door lives a man with no regrets
He’s lied and tipped the scales without a sweat
but he sold his soul so long ago
Lives his life like a knife is on his throat

Try to save my soul turn it into gold
But the preacher man says I don’t have a chance in hell
Try to save my soul turn it into gold
But there’s gotta be something in me that they don’t know

Save My Soul

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Colder In Columbus

Nostalgia comes around when 
The next fears are bounding through your door
(to beg for more)
Tiptoe around yourself like 
Bits of broken glass on the floor 
(What’d ya do that for?)

Don’t ever say it’s enough 
Until you’re holding the sun

Love finds a way to me then Always a way to leave me be 
(So don’t ever leave)
Well guarded hearts and minds 
Tend to end up wanting to be free 
(don’t you agree)

Don’t ever say it’s enough 
Until you’re holding the sun

Can’t stop when times are tough
“Ok” won’t be enough
If in dreams you can fly
Don’t take less than the sky
	
Don’t ever say it’s enough 
Until you’re holding the sun

Lost yourself along the way just to find yourself at the end of the day
Cleaning up the mess you left to fate.

Everything so momentary until you’re in the cemetery
Wishing that you’d thrown that last hail mary.

When you stop looking for a sign
You never know what you’re gonna find

You’ll find who you are on Lincoln Blvd.
Though the light is far from a Sunset full of stars
In a dusty corner of lonely little bar
Right there on Lincoln Blvd.

Soldier grab up your canteen and march along the war machine
There’s no room for any in between

California’s dry with drought, my jury’s always hanging out
I am plagued with no small amount of doubt

When you stop looking for a sign
You never know what you’re gonna find

You’ll find who you are on Lincoln Blvd.
Though the light is far from a Sunset full of stars
In a dusty corner of lonely little bar
Right there on Lincoln Blvd.

Sometimes I don’t want to go
But deep down I always know 
It’s a home, when home’s not home
Sometimes it keeps you going strong
Sometimes you wonder what the hell went wrong
But there’s a magic in the tragic last song

You’ll find who you are on Lincoln Blvd.
Though the light is far from a Sunset full of stars
In a dusty corner of lonely little bar
Right there on Lincoln Blvd.

Lincoln Blvd.

There There

Denver based Music Producer and solo artist.