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I Will

Born

1000 Times

The Version

The Version (feat. Robert Stadlober)

Ruiners - Outside

Demos and such of things 

Driving Backwards (demo)

Dummy - EP

Angel's Gear

Written and recorded by Exam Season
Mixed and mastered by Warren Hildebrand
Artwork by Peter Nichols

Lyrics:

My heart always starts racing before green light turns to red,
It acts as a sad reminder that at once we could be dead,
And that reminds me of the way you left.

The way you left us all bereft,
The weekend’s when you’d see me next,
But you couldn’t hang on past Friday despite what you said.

I’m middle-lane driving again,
Pissed-off commuters undertake me as I dawdle to the end,
My side tail lights a devilish red,
Whilst your side beamers white like the heavens, ‘cause that’s where you’ve head.

If only I believed in that concept,
I think the skies is what you would’ve wanted,
Though I’m told that you were agnostic,
At least that’s what Dad says.

God damn I wish I knew you mum.
This is kinda your song.

You explained to me what cancer was in a Peugeot 106,
I don’t remember much else from age 10 but that detail fucking sticks.
I feel like sobbing uncontrollably just like I did in your car,
But my windscreen wipers are broke, I won’t be able to see very far.

I loved our trips to Fleet Service Station,
I’m only half joking when I say it was our favourite holiday destination,
I saw a t-shirt there today that had “legalise dreams” written on the front,
At first I laughed out loud, then thought that’s relatable as fuck.

‘cause,
Every night you turn up in my dreams,
But next morning I forget everything,
I just wish I didn’t have to create,
My picture of you with someone else’s paint.

With someone else’s paint.

Your Car

Chiling out with some piano on a Sunday

StateofMindWOWNEAT

Black, black, black is the color of mу true love’s hair 
Her face is something wondrous fair 
The purest eуes and the daintiest hands. 
I love the ground on which she stands. 

I love mу love and well she knows I’ll follow her where’er she goes. 
I will write her a letter containing these lines: 
I’ll suffer death a thousand times. 

Black, black, black is the color of mу true love’s hair 
Her face is something wondrous fair 
The purest eуes and the daintiest hands. 
I love the ground on which she stands. 

I’ll go to Troublesome to mourn, to weep. 
But satisfied, I ne’er can keep If she on earth no more would staу, 
Mу life would quickly fade away. 

Black, black, black is the color of mу true love’s hair 
Her face is something wondrous fair 
The purest eуes and the daintiest hands. 
I love the grass on which she stands.

Black Is The Color Of My True Love's Hair

Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride

"All men are false", says my mother
"They'll tell you wicked, lovin' lies
The very next evening they'll court another
Leave you alone to pine and sigh"

My daddy is a handsome devil
He's got a chain five miles long
And on every link a heart does dangle
Of another maid he's loved and wronged

Go, court another tender maiden
And hope that she will be your wife 
For I've been warned and I've decided
To sleep alone all of my life

Don't sing love songs, you'll wake my mother
She's sleeping here, right by my side
And in her right hand a silver dagger
She says that I can't be your bride

Silver Dagger

Come all ye fair and tender ladies
Take warning how you court your men
They're like a star on a summer morning
They first appear and then they're gone

They'll tell to you some loving story
And they make you think that they love you well
And away they'll go and court some other
And leave you there in grief to dwell

I wish I was on some tall mountain
Where the Ivy rock is black as ink
I'd write a letter to my false true lover
Whose cheeks are like the morning pink

Oh, love is handsome, love is charming
And love is pretty while it's new
But love grows cold as love grows older
And fades away like morning dew
And fades away like morning dew

Fair And Tender Ladies

When we drove to Ithaca
Drive along the Susquehanna	
The sun warm on my cheeks
Hey boat on the river 

We hike the gorges, 
a mill was built within
We walk the brick-layed commons
In the vest I had sewn for your birthday

A homing pigeon sent
Sleep beside a lady of the 
Pennsylvania Grand Canyon
Planted bulbs that would grow later

Seven men sleep on my floor
You played sitar on my bed
That’s no way to say goodbye
Marianne’s hair on the pillow

Your turtleneck was black
Looking like a beatnik poet
And your hand upon my knee
With deep eyes of the mezzogiorno

In your patinaed house
The floors shook and rocked
Everyone sang along
As you sang Marianne so long

Ithaca And Ladies Of The Pennsylvania Grand Canyon (demo)

Basil permeates the room
And it brings me back to you
Slightly
We go down down down down
Tide comes in
I miss you in waves

Preserved citrus, bright ferment
Salt softens the skin
Sea glass And toes tucked in sand
cigar smoke and sambucca	
Until I see you again
I’ll miss, in all the ways
Tide comes in
I miss you in waves

Basil (demo)

Follow the music. Not country though. Except Johnny Cash

Driving Backwards (demo)

Red Pants

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