casseroles & flowers

casseroles & flowers (documentary score)

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written by: mike edel, alexandra niedzialkowski, sjoerd meyer
produced and mixed by: mike edel

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lyrics:
the rain is pouring down
on that old blue house
the town is getting quiet
and the neighbors are coming out
their lining up at the front door
just to ring that bell
casseroles and flowers 
and wishing you well

it makes me wonder how it’s gonna be
for someone, somebody like me

this time last year 
the lights went out
everyone lit candles
to find their way around
old man denver
passed in his sleep
we lined the sidewalks
wishing him peace

it makes me wonder how it’s gonna be
for someone, somebody like me

you might think your alone
when your falling apart
but the world has a way
of mending your heart
you think it’d be sad
when we we’re singing his song
but tears and laughter
have a way of getting along
tears and laughter
have a way of getting along

Produced by Parker Bossley
Lead vocals produced by Mike Edel
Backing vocals produced by Parker Bossley
Recorded at Jam Florist Studios (Vancouver)
Mixed by Ryan Worsley 
Drums by Flavio Cirillo
Guitars, keys, backing vocals, bass, and drum production by Parker Bossley.

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lyrics:
the time of our lives
perfect and bittersweet 
like the sun in my eyes
were we out of our minds
pillow talk a little scheme
leaving it all behind

i’m not moving on
i’m just a little bit gone
i’ll let it slip through my fingers

show me everything that you see
it feels like a dream
it feels like a dream we once had
if you let go then hold on to me
it feels like a dream
it feels like a dream we once had

the glow in your eyes
illusions by the sea
vermillion waves crash over me
we’re going to find 
the future of a memory
and see from the other side

now the rain is coming down
and the crowds are pouring in
i don’t want to drown
i just question everything
and the cities start to change
but the people look the same
as they hold onto these 
illusions by the sea
hold onto these 
illusions by the sea
hold onto me

illusions by the sea

domino

love me the same

mirage

Little Lies

collapse

cheeks

friends

cervix

heartbeat

solo

decked

foreshadow

arrival

We didn’t realize what was happening
as one by one we left
The sun beat down
to dry tears in your eyes
we said goodbye
 
We started to
count down the afternoons we’re leaving soon
We swung back and forth
staring to the northern sky
the direction of my home
 
The shadows were looming larger
We felt the august evenings colder
More than the summer
was coming to an end
 
Sitting in silence next to you
the preacher said
talk and start anew
Our faces staring at our feet
walking warm on the concrete
we made sense of what was to be
 
Now the shadows had fallen over
We felt September turn to winter
More than the summer
was coming to an end
 
Then a week had passed
since I had seen you last
I drove to Santa Barbara
and in your place
filling your body’s space
it wasn’t you
 
The shadows were starting over
We felt the june winds blowing warmer
More than the summer
was about to start anew


More Than The Summer

Julia you live where it’s so cold
but I don’t mind these visits in the snow
 
Julia the way you wear your sweater is
so different than anybody else
 
And I know, it’s only
two weeks in Calgary
And I know, it’s only
two weeks in Calgary
 
Julia you smoke so much
when I get home, it’s on my clothes
Julia you’re different than
anyone that I have ever been with
 
And I know, it’s only
Two weeks in Calgary
And I know, it’s only
Two weeks in Calgary


Julia

It’s sunny outside this afternoon
I can’t go out, I can’t leave this room
I open the window, I lift up the glass
but the one I love won’t come back
the one I love won’t come back
 
I left this place on a holiday
hoping to forget if I went away
but the miles and the minutes seem shorter these days
and the one I love is in here to stay
the one I love is in here to stay
 
But it’s done now it’s over, we’re history darling
all that we were is a city on fire
like the whiskey that burns, rising steam off the water
but I still remember the way that it started
 
The bright afternoon gives way to the night
I sit on the porch, watch the evening arrive
but it’s one of those evenings, the quiet kind
like when I saw you go into the evening light
when I saw you go, and you should have been mine


Sunny Outside This Afternoon

There’s a line between the sky and the ground
and a road connecting these two prairie towns
when the calm comes cold, it’s the hand of god
 
Even when the good goes wrong
 
There’s a radio singing to the snow
about a homecoming and a 0-0 score
was it a hopeful song, playing all along
 
Even when the good goes wrong
 
Protected by the pines along the road
in a field of rock and ice and row on row
with our feet in the snow, we look down below
and in a circle we hold, each other’s hands in the snow
 
Even when the good goes wrong


When The Good Goes Wrong

I can’t keep doing this, I need to move on
You can’t keep calling me, when you’re lonely
I thought an island was far enough away
but I saw you on the weekend, I wanted you to stay
 
I don’t think I can love you like you need me to
hold your hand, walk with your steps and break my plans
move out west, for the summer to try this again
you should have thought about July when you called it an end
 
I hid for the winter and took your pictures down
to try to forget what I had once
I see you in it all your ghost is in this town
but it feels like I’m the one, who went below
 
If you forgot me when I went
can I forget you when you switch
If you forget me when I go
how will we ever share a home


Thought About July

The sky fell in the water and it burned bright
I sang your songs to our friends by candlelight
I sang you from the docks to your mountains and your sea
even though you were gone, you were listening
 
The wood lied long and crooked and put us to sleep
the water sang you as a lullaby underneath
A straight line, following the peaks
sang in my mind and sang you sweet
 
And it came to me, you came to me
a song to sing, the missing piece
that you were all the morning meant to met
the morning meant to me
 
It came like a wave and it came quiet
we all went our own ways in our own right
but it wasn’t in the dark that I missed you beside
but in at the start in the day at the first light
 
And it came to me, you came to me
a song to sing, the missing piece
that you were all the morning meant to me
the morning meant to me

All The Morning

Hot in the summer, hot to the glove, 
down the barrel and over the top
Into the box like their up against a wall 
with a blindfold on looking for a walk

Smoke twisting up from the field 
off the coach’s cigar and the idle kick
It was all-surefire a downhill sprint 
when up to the mound he saw his mother running

“Oh they’ll remember you son over the lot, 
throwing strikes on strikes not even a walk,
but I’ve come here to bring you in 
cause your old mans had an accident.”

Red stitch slip in a downward spin 
as a signal to the pen bring the closer in
The grain, his hand, the auger got it, 
and the stubble is the color of the dust on your mitt.
The stubble is the color of the dust on your mitt

“Don’t you remember that heat thrown over the top, 
all those strikes not even a walk
And those perfect 8 till the closer came
On that day his old man went
And those perfect 8 till the closer came in, 
For the ninth to give up three and the win.”

The Closer

Late Night Talking

Flowers

illusions by the sea (instrumental)

mirage (instrumental)

love me the same (instrumental)

on to something (instrumental)

fountain of youth (instrumental)

everywhere you are (instrumental)

There She Goes (The La's Cover)

It's My Life (Talk Talk Cover)

Heart Of Gold (Neil Young Cover)

I Won't Back Down (Tom Petty Cover)

We hiked up the mountain in the woods
I thought maybe we could make out
You looked up through the branches in the sky
and we named the constellations
 
Up in the sky we saw the tressel overhead
it was disguised in the foliage
Out to the edge we looked down onto our toes
only the valley lie below
 
Another July, hiking in the dark
A new love, twisted fingers happy hearts
Beside you, there was nothing else at all
I followed you
I loved you running through the trees
 
Your soft voice was a Lord upon the air
in a simple conversation
Up above the canopy of trees
we reached the blue above the green
 
And what we came for, was much more
Than I had, in my mind


Blue Above The Green

If hell exists, then I can feel it in my chest
it twists and turns, and it feels like this
If hell exists, it’s in my fingertips
it twists and turns, and it feels like this
 
If I leave now, and walk to the light
and leave myself, broken in the night
if I leave now, I leave you behind
and it feels like this
 
If this is it, the blood running through my veins
like a city street, after everyone’s asleep
but I like it here, it’s so lonely it’s nice
and it’s the only place, I still feel you by my side


Hell Exists

Together our hearts beat
But yours I’ve learned it’s incomplete
Four long years I’ve loved you best
Is it wrong, is it right, is it at rest

All those nights you spent with me
Was the good lord watching, and did he see
Did he see you stumble or see you fall
To make new scars and to raise your wall 

I need your skin, I need your breath
Like a Sunday on the back of my neck
I’m on the east shore, you’re on the west
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this

We can blame it on the ocean winds
That would take you away till the weekend
We can blame it on the vast expanse
Two cold prairie towns but you just can’t

I need your skin, I need your breath
Like a Sunday on the back of my neck
I’m on the east shore, you’re on the west
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this

If we stand up straight will be ok
If we meet in the middle can we both go halfway

I need your skin, I need your breath
Like a Sunday on the back of my neck
I’m on the east shore, you’re on the west
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this
Can we meet in the middle can we fix this


MikeEdel

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