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WInter's End
04:44
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Time and again
You say that we’re just friends
But then again, then again
We walk downtown
The leaves are grey and the sky is brown
At Winter’s end, Winter’s end
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
Winter’s still here, but it’s warm and it’s strong
You write a couple of verses and maybe I could sing along
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
The Sun melts fat
An orange yolk on the horizon
Blue to purple, grey to black
Still there’s no more stars
Just these tracks and trains and sleepy bars
Where time moves slowly, but never back
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
Winter’s still here, but it’s warm and it’s strong
You write a couple of verses and maybe I could sing along
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
Skip like a stone
Off the pier and plunge into the unknown
Feelings have grown
And the seasons will shift on their own
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
Winter’s still here, but it’s warm and it’s strong
You pen a couple of verses and maybe I could hum along
It’s bits and pieces, but it could be a song
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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2. |
Petaluma Purple
04:55
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It’s that Petaluma Purple
The clouds are green tonight
And the moon hangs so low
And close to your eye
We’ll drive out past the upkeep
Stand by the side of the road
Keep your keys in the ignition
In case the five rolls
And who needs forgiveness
For what he ain’t already done
We just want safe passage
A memory of fun
A memory of fun
I heard they’re out at the Quarry
But that’s alright
‘Cause the mood is easy
And the feeling is right
The air’s as crisp as an apple
Washed in a snow melt stream
And your breath joins the thick fog
That weaves low through the trees
We’ll crank up the Alpine
Mellow on the ledge
We could lie on the hood
Or just lean on the edge
Beneath that Petaluma Purple
The clouds turn green tonight
And the moon hangs so low
And close to your eye
It’s close to your eye
And I don’t want nothing
But I need a ride
Don’t leave me white knuckling
On the passenger side
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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3. |
Tumblin' Down
04:38
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4. |
Nasty When You Dare
04:30
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Well, I was listening to the rhythm of the city one night
When you rushed at me like a freight train light
And you slapped me upside the head, baby, with your love
I started crying like a baby that had just been born
As my back bowed out and my shirt got torn
But I could be your apparatus little gymnast any time you feel
Baby, you just ask me and I’ll be there
You can harass me, I don’t care
But don’t you walk right past me and avoid my stare
You so classy, but you’re nasty when you dare
You so classy, but you’re nasty when you dare
Well, we were sitting eating supper in a fancy little joint
And the waiter had a stick and he never made his point
And the drinks cost twice as much as the worst we’d seen
So you threw me in the lady’s room and up against the wall
But you didn’t hit the lock and we never made the stall
And a blue-haired lady with a hat came a waltzin’ in
She starts mumblin’ something ‘bout “Sakes Alive!”
But I see fire in her eyes and she’s looking at my thighs
And suddenly the bathroom attendant stands up and clears her throat
But you calmly walk over, throw a five in her jar
And then a squirt of perfume and as we walk to the car
You like right at me and say: “Hey man! Did we even pay?”
You so classy in the summer time
I put a flower in your hair
Keep me guessing in the winter time
What’s underneath that Pea Coat that you wear?
We were driving through the woods drinking IPA
When a cop pulled over and I started to pray
But you were laughing in the shotgun seat like we had won a prize
Well, he’s asking ‘bout my blinker and my speed changing lanes
And I’m sweating and I’m pissing and I’m trying to explain
But you say: “Sir, we’re up from LA and that’s the way we drive,”
Well, somehow that seems to work and he warns me: “Slow down,”
And to use my little blinker when I hit the next town
And I need a change of shorts, but you say: “Damn, I feel alive!”
You slam your fist on the dash and shove your face into mine
I see your shoes fly off out of the corner of my eye
And as the cop rolls on he doesn’t notice our seats recline
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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5. |
Letter to Maryanne
05:33
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I see you running headfirst, straight downhill
But downhill’s ease could have false appeal
Someday soon you’re gonna have to reach the bottom
One day you’ll have to stop and feel
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
Words fall flat in the sense of trying to prove what’s right
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
I just can’t seem to help you into the light
One day there’ll be nothing left to do, but die
But that’s no reason for you to seem so blue
We’ll sit right down at the counsel of the enemy
Knowing damn well that he used to be a friend to me
One day there’ll be nothing left to do
So we could just sit here like it’s all ok
Or you can pretend that I’m not here
But that cloud’s not real and it’s not going away
The shadow has moved in to stay
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
Words fall flat in the sense of trying to prove what’s right
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
I just can’t seem to help you into the light
One day there’ll be nothing left to do, but die
But that’s no reason for you to seem so blue
We’ll sit right down at the counsel of the enemy
Knowing damn well that he used to be a friend to me
One day there’ll be nothing left to do
Why you wanna be like her?
What are you trying to learn?
Why you wanna be like her?
Why you wanna smolder and burn?
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
Words fall flat in the sense of trying to prove what’s right
I tell you that it’s all my fault
I try to make it all my fault
I just can’t seem to help you into the light
One day there’ll be nothing left to do, but die
But that’s no reason for you to seem so blue
We’ll sit right down at the counsel of the enemy
Knowing damn well that he used to be a friend to me
One day there’ll be nothing left to prove
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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6. |
The Mend
05:04
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We Stepped into forward
With our two heads in the clouds
Now we’ve lived, loved, and learned something of
The way that they handmade the crowd
But you’re on the mend
I’ll always be your very best friend
So long as you still care to pretend
We were born on the same pathway
In this town more simple than it’s name
Where the earth is made of clay and the seasons still change
And the river’s just the tide from the bay
But we came to a crossroads
I chose one and you again
And the wind filled our sails and it widened our trails
But could they ever meet up in the end?
But you’re on the mend
I’ll always be your very best friend
So long as you still care to pretend
You ever intelligent
You lived your life without just as well
Making friends with your charms holding this life in your arms
Like the embrace of a lover under your spell
Oh, but I, I was a bold one
I thought I knew Heaven from Sin
‘Till my sails caught fire and I knelt in the pyre
That was once everything
But you’re on the mend
I’ll always be your very best friend
So long as you still care to pretend
Alas, now forever together
Still afraid yet wizened by time
And I stll love the girl who holds the whole world
In the palm of that innocent smile
But you’re on the mend
I’ll shall remain your very best friend
So long as you still care to pretend
Do you still care to pretend?
Oh, come with me Adrienne
Make believe Adrienne
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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7. |
Good Company
03:58
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Everything in this life doesn’t have to be so hard
The best things really are free
We could find peace of mind in our own backyard
In the presence of good company
In the presence of good company
I sit and sip coffee in my living room
Playing papa and trying to write a couple new tunes
I could start five, but I pray that I could finish two
If I could just finish this one you know I’d send it to you
And I’m sending this one out into the world
And I’m sending it straight up in the air
And with that comes a little inhibition
Cause what you send out into the world
Might just turn cold out there
Everything in this life doesn’t have to be so hard
The best things really are free
We could find peace of mind in our own backyard
In the presence of good company
In the presence of good company
And I can still remember how it all first went down
I picked up and I left my home
New wife, new life, in a brand new town
Venturing off into the unknown
And we learned a few lessons along the way
Yeah, we picked up a thing or two
And I wouldn’t have done it any other way
Then to find myself waking up next to you
‘Cause everything in this life doesn’t have to be so hard
The best things really are free
We could find peace of mind in our own backyard
In the presence of good company
In the presence of good company
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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8. |
Break It In
04:36
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Times like these when the love is brand new
You’ve got to listen with your eyes
Her body telling you what to do
You’ve got a tendency to move to fast
And I know you want the loving to last
You see that good, good lovin’ is seldom built on the pass
And she said take it easy baby
‘cause the loving is strong, but it’s thin
You’ve got to slow down Joe
C’mon and break it in
Break it In
I know that you are and excitable boy
And you’re trying to be cool
But it’s just too tough to play it coy
You’ve got a tendency to try too hard
And if you push it then it ain’t in the cards
She wants that good loving
With the comfort of her own backyard
And she said take it easy baby
‘cause the loving is strong, but it’s thin
You’ve got to slow down Joe
C’mon and break it in
Break it In
And she said take it easy baby
‘cause the loving is strong, but it’s oh so thin
You’ve got to slow down Joe
C’mon and break it in
Slow down Joe
C’mon and Break it In
© Copyright 2017 Thomas Newbold – ASCAP
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Newbold Los Angeles, California
Newbold has been writing music and performing live for too damn long for this to be his debut record. Born in Petaluma, in the north SF Bay Area, the singing drummer has lived his entire life in various parts of CA playing in bands and serving the song to the best of his ability. His slippery grooves and musicality coupled with his gritty vocals often draw comparisons to his idol, Levon Helm. ... more
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