Get all 6 Sun-Pinned Leaves releases available on Bandcamp and save 35%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Tales From The Great Lakes, Altered States, Rock 'n' Road, Eclipse, Trans-Genre Express, and Theories Of Destiny.
1. |
Lakes and Sky
03:49
|
|||
|
Took a road trip from Chicago in the Fall
North to Mackinac the Highway calls
Cool brews in Milwaukee
Sweet curds in Green Bay
Autumn colours fill the wind-shield
Getting brighter every day
Those lakes and sky
They get you high
We let em in
Then life begins
On a boat trip out of Munising in the rain
Saw the painted rocks then hit the road again
Watched the sun set in St Ignace
Toast S’mores upon the beach
Ann Arbour to St Joseph
Made friends you wanna keep
Those lakes and sky
They get you high
We let em in
Then life begins
Ice blue days
And jet black nights
Those lakes and sky
They’ll get you high
Those lakes and sky
They get you high
We let em in
Then life begins
Oh Lakes and sky
|
||||
2. |
Corydon 1863
03:32
|
|||
|
We fell in love in 63
Beneath the shadow of civil war
At St Joseph lighthouse
Down by the lake
Your brother was fighting with the men
Of the 6th and 8th of Corydon
You left to nurse the wounded
You couldn't forsake
How could I let you go?
Join that dirty war oh
I wish that I could have gone instead
While I keep the lighthouse here
Living each day in fear
Of a telegram saying you're missing or dead
You crossed your heart and said you'd be home soon
As we watch the sunset from the Warren Dunes
Three months pass and not a word
The Yankees lost or so I heard
Outnumbered and a running for their lives
How do we justify the cost of blood shed and lives lost
While the pain is born by the few that get to survive
How could I let you go?
Join that dirty war oh
I wish that I could have gone instead
While I keep the lighthouse here
Living each day in fear
Of a telegram saying you're missing or dead
You crossed your heart and said you'd be home soon
As we watch the sunset from the Warren Dunes
Autumn came, wind and rain, swirling round the lighthouse
Storms begin
I turn my frozen face to shore
And see a figure walking out of my dreams
You crossed your heart and said you'd be home soon
As we watch the sunset from the Warren Dunes
We remember friend and foe who fell too soon
As we watch the sunset from the Warren Dunes
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
Singapore
Upon the shore
Is no more
Nothing left to see
Chicago burned
So they needed wood
Took all they could
And felled our trees
Heard some people saying
They think I’m insane
All because I’m staying
When no one else remains.
Lost my job
When the saw-mills failed
And all the ships they sailed
And the fires came
And Thank the man
For Eroded land
That left nothing here
But shifting sand
I heard some people saying
They think I’m insane
All because I’m staying
When no one else remains.
I could run back home
The long road home
To my parents home
In Bangor Maine
If I run back home
The long road home
To my parents home
I’d die of shame
Now my home lies
Beneath this sand
And here I’ll make
My final stand
Of nature’s curse
I’ll be the proof
Until this sand
Buries the roof
|
||||
4. |
November Witch
04:33
|
|||
|
Nineteen thirteen in the Fall
Something wicked called
As sailors came to town
All Lake Huron bound
But one man he will not board
Afeared they all would drown
The engineer thought him cowardly
For his superstition
But he could not just ignore
The awful premonition
So the Charles S Price
Left behind their ship-mate
And twenty-eight men set sail
For an unknown fate
He sighed and memorised
All of their names
Ready for the next time
That they’d meet again
November witch
Hails from the North
Preys on the South
Trapped in her icy embrace
November witch
East Ontario
To Minnesota
Trapped in her icy embrace
November witch
And three sisters
Sure to get ya
Trapped in her icy embrace
November witch
Ships in the basin
All for the taking
Trapped in her icy embrace
|
||||
5. |
Box Car
03:09
|
|||
|
All across the prairies and north to Illinois
He laid down the rail-tracks as a man and boy
He sends home his money the little that he can
To the father in Merida who’s so proud of his son
Each night as he sleeps
Though his soul wants to weep
He swears he’ll no longer be poor.
He’ll move to Chicago
Not living like cargo
And sleep in a box car no more
Dreamed he’d be wed by now with a family
But that distant future is oh so hard to see
Each night as he sleeps
Though his soul wants to weep
He swears he’ll no longer be poor.
They’ll move to Chicago
Not living like cargo
And sleep in a box car no more
Last night a good friend died slipped beneath a train
But that’s rail-road life when safety’s just a game
Each night as he sleeps
Though his soul wants to weep
He swears he’ll no longer be poor.
He’ll move to Chicago
Not living like cargo
And sleep in a box car no more
|
||||
6. |
Barrel of Fun
03:45
|
|||
|
He pulled a bank job
Out in Ohio
Then Dillenger escaped from prison twice
Fled to Chicago
Hiding out there
But he could not escape his gangster life
From North Dakota
Came Pretty Polly
Started turning tricks when she was young
Now she’s a waitress
Still offering specials
He met her at The Barrell of Fun
He thought “I don’t care what you’ve done
Or how you earn your money
That’s no one else’s business babe
I just want a piece of you
A memory or two of you
To take with me to the grave
While they were dating
One July evening
Biograph Theatre was the place
Federal Agents
Lay in wait then
When Dillenger emerged they all gave chase
In an Alley
Those Agents fired
He took 4 in the back right where he stood
As he lay dying
Gun barrels smoking
Pretty women dipped their skirts in his blood.
They thought “I don’t care what you’ve done
Or how you earned your money
That’s no one else’s business babe
I just want a piece of you
A memory or two of you
Before they put you in the grave
|
||||
7. |
Devil's Night
04:18
|
|||
|
I head out… to see
Got a burning lust in me
No harm… do I mean
Till something stirs in me
All life in my hands
Even I don’t understand
I hide in plain sight
Under the neon lights
Welcome to my game
Feel the burn again
Welcome to my game
Prowling the block
Wish I could stop
But the thrill of it all
Is just so inviting
Here in my car
We’ve come this far
It’s too late for turning back
Block after block
Shock after shock
And the thrill of it all
Its just so inviting
All life in my hands
Even I don’t understand
I hide in plain sight
Under the neon lights
Welcome to my game
Feel the burn again
Welcome to my game
Prowling the block
Wish I could stop
But the thrill of it all
Is just so inviting
Here in my car
We’ve come this far
And it’s too late for turning back
Block after block
Shock after shock
And the thrill of it all
It’s just so inviting
Thrill of it all
It’s just too inviting
Welcome to my game
Feel the burn again
Welcome to my game
Feel the burn again
Welcome to my game
Feel the burn again
Feel the burn again
Feel the burn again
|
||||
8. |
UFO
03:49
|
|||
|
Sitting on the front porch, coffee in his hand
Strange shapes skittering like June bugs in the night
Across the water, bright lights hover
They’re dancing all along the south east shore
Well his wife passed so many years ago
The children moved so many miles from home
Cards and phone calls, Christmas and birthdays
They can’t take his loneliness away
UFO
He’d like to meet them
UFO
He’d like to join them
Morning mist becomes blue sky
TV news asks what and why
Looking for answers reporters come to town
Questioning people bout those bright lights in the sky
No one seems to see an empty porch and chair
Or notice a half-drunk cup of coffee
|
||||
9. |
City's Got Soul
03:17
|
|||
|
Grey clouds fill the sky
In these ever-changing times
As I take a drive to nowhere
This city’s seen some rain
Had its share of pain
But people round here they still care
They won’t be hushed,
They won’t be crushed
Aretha’s in the sunshine
That soon will shine on down
Smokey’s in the rainfall
Like tears from a clown
But it won’t last for long
This city’s got soul
City’s got so much soul
I’m feeling kind of lost
The car radio’s on
They’re playing ‘The Locomotion’
A lady calls me up
Says she could use a friend
I second that emotion
We won’t be hushed,
We won’t be crushed
Aretha’s in the sunshine
That soon will shine on down
Smokey’s in the rainfall
Like tears from a clown
But it won’t last for long
This city’s got soul
City’s got so much soul
This city’s got soul
the sun is shining down
This city’s got soul
The sun is shining down
This city’s got soul (x 3)
|
||||
10. |
Into the Deep
03:56
|
|||
|
When I had just turned eighteen
In Toledo High, I met a dream
And though I was kind of shy
The lake brought us closer
As the day sped by
With shared anticipation, holding hands
We jumped right in
Into the deep nothing could be better
Sharing the rush whatever the weather
I was crazy for that lady
Into the deep holding one another
Sharing those words only shared by lovers
I'm crazy for that lady
On my way, Princeton beckoned
I count the seconds till I come home again
We met down by the lakeside
And we kissed in Ohio rain
With shared anticipation, holding hands
We jumped right in
Into the deep nothing could be better
Sharing the rush whatever the weather
I was crazy for that lady
Into the deep holding one another
Sharing those words only shared by lovers
I'm crazy for that lady
And now she's just a memory
But I wouldn't change a thing
Into the deep...
|
||||
Sun-Pinned Leaves England, UK
Christopher Brown and Neil Faulkner are an established song writing partnership whose prolific output has resulted in six
full albums being released in 48 months.
Melody and intellectually perceptive lyrics combine with a myriad of Americana -influenced musical styles to produce some memorable and enduring works.
... more
If you like Sun-Pinned Leaves, you may also like:
Echo Dancing
by Alejandro Escovedo
The legendary Alejandro Escovedo returns with another country-rock scorcher.
go to album
Downey to Lubbock
by Dave Alvin
Soulful guitar interplay form the heart of this lovely Americana collaboration from Dave Alvin and Jimmie Dale Gilmore.
go to album
WARMER MILKS "Soft Walks"
by Warmer Milks
The sterling songwriting of lo-fi country-psych outfit Warmer Milks gets a chance to shine again on this reissue of their 2003 album.
go to album
The latest album by the Los Angeles rock outfit showcases their varied musical influences such as zydeco, folk, R&B, and cumbia.
go to album
Spare bedroom folk songs from this North Carolina musician that evoke a host of emotions with lovely, tender melodies.
go to album
Rootsy cosmic Americana with good time family vibes from Glendale, California.
go to album
No One Seems To Notice That It's Raining (Previously Unreleased Recordings 1970-75)
by Jay Bolotin
This compilation of songs from cult legend Jay Bolotin has the same stark beauty as prime Leonard Cohen and Jackson C. Frank.
go to album
