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The Verve: A Northern Soul

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Hut Records
Released: 1995.07.03
Time:
 64:01
Category: Progressive Rock
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: *******... (7/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.theverve.co.uk
Appears with: Richard Ashcroft
Purchase date: 2002.02.18
Price in €: 16,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] New Decade (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 4:12
[2] This Is Music (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 3:35
[3] On Your Own (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 3:33
[4] So It Goes (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 6:11
[5] Northern Soul (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 6:32
[6] Brainstorm Interlude (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 5:11
[7] Drive You Home (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 6:41
[8] History (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 5:26
[9] No Knock on My Door (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 5:11
[10] Life's an Ocean (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 5:44
[11] Stormy Clouds (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 5:34
[12] Reprise (S.Jones/R.Ashcroft/N.McCabe/P.Salisbury) - 6:11

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


SIMON JONES - Bass, Percussion, Keyboards, 12-string Guitar, Producer
RICHARD ASHCROFT - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Percussion, Electric Piano, Producer
NICK MCCABE - Guitar, Piano, 12-string Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Hammond B3 Organ, Moog, Producer
PETER SALISBURY - Drums, Percussion, Producer

OWEN MORRIS - Hammond B3 Organ, String Arrangement, Syntezised Strings, Producer
WILL MALONE - String Arrangement
GAVIN WRIGHT - Strings
THE LONDON SESSION ORCHESTRA - Strings

MARK LEE - Studio Assistant
JACK ADAMS - Mastering
BRIAN CANON - Sleve Concept, Design, Art Direction
MICHAEL SPECER JONES - Photography
MARY SCANLON - Photography

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1995 CD Vernon Yard 40437
1995 CD Virgin 40437
1995 CS Virgin 40437



Though shorn of the more overtly shoegazer-styled elements of their debut A Storm in Heaven, the Verve’s sophomore effort A Northern Soul is no less epic in scope, forging a heavier, more traditionally psychedelic sound infused with a chaotic energy which mirrors the emotional upheaval at the heart of Richard Ashcroft's songs. Reportedly produced under the influence of excessive drug use, the album is harrowingly intense, its darkly hypnotic momentum steered by Nick McCabe’s spiraling guitar leads and Ashcroft’s incantatory vocals; tracks like the remarkable "On Your Own," "So It Goes," and the majestically morose "History" are searing evocations of isolation and desperation, soaring yet heartbreaking anthems of disillusionment and loss.

Jason Ankeny, All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



New Decade performed

The Verve beefed up their brand of psychedelic soul with the snarling "A New Decade." Serving as album opener to the group's second long-player, A Northern Soul, the track strives to combine the band's trippy roots with the dominant guitar-heavy sound of alternative rock. Singer Richard Ashcroft bellows earnestly in the style of U2's Bono, while guitarist Nick McCabe unleashes a searing slab of hot guitar distortion set against a languorous rhythmic shuffle. The arrangement has a sprawling feel, centered on a simple riff, supplemented by brief chord surges providing a slight mood change for the song's short choruses. Ashcroft seems to be questioning his very place in the world as he seeks to find some kind of solace in the music itself and the hope of connecting with a like-minded audience, offering, "A new decade/The radio plays the sounds we made/And everything seems to feel just right/Coming through your lonely mind/Well I've seen things that scared and bruised and left me blind/So come on, listen along with me/I think you need a little company." The chorus lyric also offers a glimpse into the band's notorious troubled relations amongst various members, as well as the inherent paradox of celebrity. Ashcroft pleads for answers as he sings, "And how long will I run for?/Who am I running from?/But now I've seen my face on a cardboard wall/Nobody comes, nobody calls." The group would temporarily split not long after the release of the album, making Ashcroft's words all the more prophetic.


This Is Music

"This Is Music" was the first single from the Verve's second full-length album, A Northern Soul. The song received little attention from American radio though fared better in the group's native England. The track is a heavy dose of psychedelic groove rock, with sustained guitar distortion soaring above singer Richard Ashcroft's emphatic wail and the rhythm section's droning mid-tempo propulsion. The recording is peppered with spacy lead guitar swirls and the occasional buzzing keyboard noise. The track's production has the air of an over-amped grandiose wall of psychedelic soul upon which Ashcroft pours out a stream of phrases singing the praises of the band's collective fondness for the rave scene drug of choice, Ecstasy: "Finding myself used to be hard/But now, I see the light/If love is a drug/Then I don't need it." The end of the song goes for an old-school soul rave-up with Ashcroft bluntly proclaiming music as his salvation to a repeated backing chant — "This is music/This is music" — while raging guitars push the singer to a breathless finish, panting, "Jesus never saved me/He'll never save you too, and you know!/I've got a little sticker on the back of my boot/This is music/Well music is my life/And loved by me/I'm gonna move on the floor with my sweet young thing/Down, down, down we go 'till we reach the bottom/Of our soul with this is music."


On Your Own

"On Your Own" was released as the second single from the Verve's ill-fated second album, A Northern Soul. Though commercially the track was unable to make a dent, it did signal, along with its more grandiose musical cousin "History," a new direction for the band and served as a precursor to the breakthrough singles on the follow-up album, Urban Hymns. Venturing from the dark, drug-fueled workouts found on much of A Northern Soul, "On Your Own" uses more organic production, centering the tune on acoustic guitars and a relaxed breezy rhythm section with nary a distorted guitar in sight. The increased intimacy of the recording and effortless flow of chords uncover a new profoundness to singer Richard Ashcroft's words. Lines that were previously lost in the swirl of heavy-handed psychedelic-inspired jams suddenly come through with an intense and heartfelt sadness as Ashcroft bluntly confronts ones ultimate isolation, softly intoned in the chorus, "You come in on your own/And you leave on your own/Forget the lovers you've know/And your friends on your own." Ashcroft seems to sincerely connect with a glimmer of optimism found in the slight uplift of the bridge as he sings, "All I want is someone who can fill the hole/In the life that I know/In between life and death when there's nothing left/Do you want to know?" The track dissolves to Aschroft's spine-tingling falsetto singing "Lies, I've got to get rid of this hole inside" in a high, harmonized shiver over a repeated chorus and tinkling piano accents. An acoustic version of the song was also included on the EP History #1 that would contain the song "History" and serve as the third and final single from the album before the group would temporarily split.


So It Goes

"So It Goes" aims for the middle ground on the Verve's second full-length album, A Northern Soul, in an attempt to strike a balance between the dense, dark psychedelic jams and the newer exploration into more organic, folk-tinged pop, with lukewarm results. "So It Goes" lacks the visceral punch of the heavier rock numbers and yet is also unable to connect on the personal level of the crafted gems such as "On Your Own" and "History." What we are left with is a decent album track that floats around a pleasant guitar swirl and soothing rhythmic shuffle that ambles on a bit too long, clocking in at just over six and a half minutes while offering little dynamic change. Singer Richard Ashcroft's earnest vocal rises and falls while the track ebbs and flows as he oddly revisits some of the exact same lyrical themes from the record's previous track, "On Your Own," singing, "You come in on your own in this life/You know you leave on your own" in a kind of self-paraphrase or running theme. The track ends with the repeating of a humorous barfly mantra: "Another drink and I won't miss her/Another drink and I won't miss her." The track seems satisfied to emulate the inane character of its title.


History

"History" would be released as the third and last single from the Verve's second full-length player, A Northern Soul, and mark a bold new direction for the group. A clear step away from the heavy droning psychedelic workouts that were the band's meat and potatoes, "History" is an ambitious epic ballad, making dramatic use of orchestral string arrangements and strummed acoustic guitars. The song would foreshadow the Verve's biggest commercial hit several years later with the incorporation of a string sample in "Bittersweet Symphony" from the successful 1999 release Urban Hymns. Where "Bittersweet Symphony" lifted a string sample from an orchestral arrangement of the Rolling Stones' "Last Time," the strings that kick off "History" draw inspiration from John Lennon's "Mind Games." The shimmer and sweep of strings give way to strummed acoustic guitars and low hum of synthesizer drone. The track has a slow burn, epic quality that eventually builds to grandiose levels. The band holds down a gently swaying rhythm over which singer Richard Ashcroft pours on a steady flow of tender yearning: "I've got to tell you my tale/Of how I loved and how I failed/I hope you understand/These feelings should not be in the man." The arrangement has a kind of flowing formless structure, the track gently rising and falling back along with the intermittent sweep of strings. By the end of the track, Ashcroft's vocals take on a growing desperation, the words coming in a steady rush as he optimistically looks to the future: "But you were weak and so was I/Let's pick it up, let's even try/To live today, so why not smile/Don't dream away your life 'coz it is mine/Is that a crime?/This life is mine/The bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope."


Life's an Ocean

"Life's an Ocean"'s smoldering, laid-back groove plays like some '70s blaxploitation soundtrack outtake as interpreted by an English, late-'80s Manchester rave-rock band. The track is dominated by the weighty swagger of bass guitar and hypnotic pulse of silky rhythms to which singer Richard Ashcroft vents his restlessness with earnest white soul, "Imagine the future/Wake up with a scream/I was buying some feelings/From a vending machine/Say that I will see/Something more than I have/There's something inside of me/Cryin' out for something else." Guitarist Nick MaCabe contributes tastefully clean licks and occasional spaced-out textures via echo and reverb effects. The track has the feel of an open, extended jam over a sprawling six minutes, with Ashcroft hanging on the line "Slippery slidey road down" as the track builds and releases momentum at various points before bowing to a slow fade out.

Tom Maginnis, All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



Though The Verve has finally taken its rightful place in the Brit Rock cannon, it languished for years behind such English luminaries as Oasis and Radiohead. During that time, The Verve release several albums that got less attention than they deserved. Mark A Northern Soul as one of them. The 1995 release was perhaps the first album on which the band reeled in its trademark guitar epics and fashioned bona fide pop songs. "On Your Own" is one of the lushest and loveliest tracks never to find a minute of commercial airplay in the U.S. or abroad. No self-respecting fan of modern rock should be without this one.

Nick Heil, Amazon.com



The Verve's first album, A Storm In Heaven was a little too much like a wet weekend to really live up to its title, dallying in intangible psychedelia. Bolstered by Oasis producer Owen Morris, A Northern Soul delivered a lot more. The opening "A New Decade" was imbued with all the glorious bombast that its title suggested, and "This Is Music" sounded like some furious gospel, with shamanic lead singer Richard Ashcroft bellowing the title like he was administering to his flock. Inconsistencies marred A Northern Soul, however, with "Brainstorm Interlude" hardly even worthy of inclusion, and "Life's An Ocean" simply unrolling as an overlong jam. The album's clincher, surely, is the almighty "History". The Verve's greatest achievement, "History" is an epic, tearful elegy, and to date one of rock music's greatest moments. It alone proves that A Northern Soul is a failed masterpiece. By the next album, Urban Hymns, The Verve had learnt to dispense with the filler.

Louis Pattison, Amazon.co.uk



What the Critics Say...

Q Magazine (12/99, p.84) - Included in Q Magazine's "90 Best Albums Of The 1990s."

NME (8/12/00, p.28) - Ranked #15 in The NME "Top 30 Heartbreak Albums".

Q Magazine (2/96, p.67) - Included in Q's 50 Best Albums of 1995.

Melody Maker (12/23-30/95, pp.66-67) - Ranked #29 on Melody Maker's list of 1995's 'Albums Of The Year.'

New Musical Express (12/23-30/95, pp.22-23) - Ranked #17 in NME's 'Top 50 Albums Of The Year' for 1995.

Q Magazine (8/95, p.134) - 4 Stars - Excellent - "Rangy, whirlpool rock from Wigan's aspiring starsailors, with a dense, warm sound....the band's exploratory ethic guarantees the odd blind alley, but the rewards are vertiginous guitar themes [and] a mighty, organic groove..."

Melody Maker (7/1/95, p.38) - Recommended - "...The loud stuff is where it really kicks in--the title track is nine different stereos playing in nine different buildings, while 'This Is Music' makes the most of lurex-rough guitars to create something that comes close to being horribly ponderous [but is] all the more impressive for just clipping the corners..."

New Musical Express (7/1/95, p.48) - 6 (out of 10) - "...exude such a sense of astounding self-belief...they can almost convince you that even their more nonsensical moments should be cast in gold....Marry that self-belief with music that actually justifies the swagger...and The Verve are onto a few sly winners..."

Alternative Press (8/95, p.102) - "...conveys intense soul-searching and philosophizing borne of great emotional stress....The Verve have swallowed hook, line and sinker the trappings of rock mythology. That they don't sound hopelessly retro testifies to the brilliance with which they manipulate hoary signifiers..."



Somewhere between the Ailman Brothers, the MC5, and the Chocolate Watchband hovers The Verve, a British outfit intent on out-psychedelicizing modern rock's most paisley-painted, and out-dreaming its dreamiest. A Northern Soul follows in the Stone Roses' footsteps with relaxed, drawn-out jams and chord change after chord change of hypnotic grooves. It's an undisciplined mess much of the time, but a beautiful one, with buckets of hippy freakout spirit and musical adventure. Whether they decide to rev it up ("This Is Music") or take it down ("History") in a flourish of lush orchestration, the band's psychedelic sunbursts-of guitar, organ, drums and bass-suck the listener into their chilling exploration. When they let you down, they do it gently, so the shock of returning to a vibe-less reality isn't too traumatic. Even the sweeping song titles-"Life's An Ocean," "So It Goes," "History"-echo the epic sweep of the protracted jams and lush orchestration contained therein. Warning: Because most of the tunes here tend to wander off in typically bugged-out fashion, A Northern Soul is not a record for those who suffer from Attention Deficit Disorder. But for those with a supply of chill pills on hand, The Verve may be perfect company.

© 1978-1999 College Media, Inc. All rights reserved.



Wigan, England's The Verve once again brings its psychedelic sounds to American shores with its introspective sophomore full-length, A Northern Soul. While the album proves a welcome respite from the walls-of-guitar barre chord rock that seem to dominate the alternative pop scene these days, it also manages to hold onto enough distorted intensity and grittiness to sharply contrast its occasionally jangly qualities-something that also helps keep it from falling into the more relaxed and laid-back side of things. The combination of Richard Ashcroft's vocals and the band's knack for studio experimentation may lead to U2 comparisons, but The Verve enjoys wandering into heavier realms even while maintaining its pop sensibilities, as evidenced both by the majestic album opener "A New Decade" and the weighted, dejected title track. Pete Salisbury's consistently leaden drumming also continually belies the band's spacy nature, providing a solid base for Nick McCabe's thick, colorful swirls of guitar. "History" brings The Verve's superb arrangements into clear focus with a richly orchestrated string section. Bring on the new psychedelia: "Stormy Clouds," "This Is Music" and "So It Goes."

CMJ New Music Report Issue: 433 - Jun 26, 1995
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 L y r i c s


A NEW DECADE

A New Decade
The radio plays the sounds we made
And everything seems to feel just right
Coming through your lonely mind
Well I've seen things
That scarred and bruised and left me blind
So come on, listen along with me
I think you need a little company

And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?

And it makes sense
The youth coming up and making you dance
'Cause I've got some living inside of me
So come on I could use the company

And how long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
But now I've seen my face in a cardboard wall
Nobody comes, nobody calls

How long will I run for?
Who am I running from?
Teenage tears sting my eyeballs
In a town where I wasn't born
And I will never suffer
So come on, come on, come on
But now I see my face in a cardboard wall
Nobody comes, nobody calls

If you're looking for me
I'm there and it's you
If you're looking for me out there it's true
If you're looking for
I'll be looking for you
If you're looking for me
Then I'm looking for you
If you're looking for me
Then I'm looking for you
If you're looking for me
Then I'm looking for you


THIS IS MUSIC

I stand accused just like you
For being born without a silver spoon
Stood at the top of a hill
Over my town I was found

I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Got my things and now I'm gone
How's the world gonna from take me?

Finding myself used to be hard
But now I see the light
If love is a drug
Then I don't need it

I've been on the shelf too long
Sitting at home in my bed too long
Now it's time to hear my song
How are you gonna take it?

I've been on the shelf too long
Think the words without the song
Never had a way to go
Tell me now I'm taking it
I've been on the shelf too long
I've been on the shelf too long
I've been on the shelf too long

We've got a lot of living to do
There's a door in my mind that's open wide
Come inside come inside

Jesus never saved me
He'll never save you too, and you know!
I've got a little sticker on the back of my boot
This is music

And now I see the light shining bright in my eyes
If love is the drug then it ain't for me
Well music is my life
And loved by me
I'm gonna move on the floor with my sweet young thing
Down down down we go till we reach the bottom
Of our soul with this is music


ON YOUR OWN

Tell me what you seen
Was it a dream?
Was I in it?
Life seems so obscene
Until it's over
Who knows?

All I want is someone who can fill the hole
In the life I know
In between life and death
When there's nothing left
Do you wanna know?

You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you've know
And your friends on your own

Tell me if it's true
That I need you
You are changing
I've seen this road before down on this floor
It is hurting me

All I want is someone
Who can fill the hole
In the life I know
In between life and death
When there's nothing left
Do you want to know?

You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you've know
And your friends on your own
You come in on your own
And you leave on your own
Forget the lovers you've know
And your friends you have told

Lies
I've got to get rid of this hole inside
Lies
I've got to get rid of this hole inside
I'm coming in on my own
I'm coming in on my own
I'm coming in on my own
Lies
I've got to get rid of this hole inside
Lies
I've got to get rid of this hole inside
Lies
I've got to get rid of this hole inside...


SO IT GOES

Life
Roll my die
Change this life
You said this movie was mine
But now you go and change your mind
This is my life
So it goes
You come in on your own in this life
You know you leave on your own
'Cause I don't need no cause
When my feelings fall
You showed me things I didn't want to see
I don't believe that love is free
Sure fine way to treat a man

So it goes
You come in on your own in this life
And you know you leave on your own

Life
This is my Life
So it goes
You come into this life on your own
You know you'll leave on your own
Life
This is my life
So it goes
You come into this life on your own
You know you leave
I'm just a poor little wifeless fella
I'm just a poor little wifeless fella
I'm just a poor little wifeless fella
I'm just a poor little wifeless fella
Another drink and I won't miss her
Another drink and I won't miss her
Another drink and I won't miss her
Another drink and I won't miss her


A NORTHERN SOUL

This is a tale of a Northern Soul
Looking to find his way back home
He's coming from that same old road
You know the one your folds don't know

I want to see if you know me
I was born in a rented room
My mother didn't get no flowers
Dad didn't approve of me, do you?

I'm alive with something inside of me
And I don't think I'm coming back
So come on come in inside of me
Let's spread it all around

Give me your powder and pills
I want to see if they cure my ills
I've no time for love and devotion

No time for old fashioned potion

Take a look into my eyes
I tell you so many lies and then I'll let you go into the night
And I don't think I'm coming down
I'm alive with something inside of me
And I can't seem to get it out

I'm gonna die alone in bed
This is a tale of a northern soul
Looking for his way back home
And my friend said, "Come in side of me
And your speakers are telling the truth
Coming through and into your room on a river of sound"

This is a tale of a northern soul looking for his way back home

And if he sees it I know I'll know (repeat)

And there's fighting on the street below
I know there's fighting on the street below
But I don't care 'Cause I'm a Northern Soul
And I'm looking for a way back home

Too busy staying alive (repeat)

Too busy living a lie, too busy living my life
Too busy staying alive


BRAINSTORM INTERLUDE

Instrumental


DRIVE YOU HOME

Your face so pale
Hasn't see the light for days
But on the hill
You had no place to say "The skies are all mine
And I'm proud to be here
But when my lover cries I feel his tears"
I was gonna drive you home
I was going to tell you who I wanted
We came back to the same place
We didn't speak just danced in our minds

Oh lover I know this ain't what it should be
But let me take you home
I'll show you what you should see
I was gonna drive you home
I was gonna tell you who I wanted
I was gonna drive you home

I'll never change for anyone
I know it's there but I just can't see it
I know it's there but I can't see it
A little light with you and me in it
I know it's there but I can't see it

I was thinking about the times I could have had
And whether they turn out good if they turn out bad
I was going to take you home
Show you things your lover wouldn't know

My angel, my lover, my angel
My mind lover, my mind lover
She's my mind lover


HISTORY

I wander lonely streets
Behind where the old Thames does flow
And in every face I meet
Reminds me of what I have run from

In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you two will understand

I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand

I've got to tell you my tale
Of how I loved and how I failed
I hope you understand
These feelings should not be in the man

In every child, in every eye
In every sky, above my head
I hope that I know
So come with me in bed
Because it's you and me, we're history
There ain't nothing left to say
When I will get you alone

Maybe we could find a room
Where we could see what we should do
Maybe you know it's true
Living with me is like keeping a fool

In every man, in every hand
In every kiss, you understand
That living is for other men
I hope you know that I am me so come on
I'm thinking about history
And I'm living for history
And I think you know about me
Cause I am

And one and one is two
But three is company
When you're thinking about the things you do
And you're thinking about the things you do
I want to tell you my tale
How I fell in love and jumped out on my bail
I hope you understand there's more in a smile than in a hand
In every sky, in every kiss
There's something that I might have missed

Why am I going to
A place that now belongs to you
But you were weak and so was I
Let's pick it up, let's even try
To live today, so why not smile
Don't dream away your life 'Cause it is mine
Is that a crime (repeat) this life is mine
The bed ain't made but it's filled full of hope
I've got a skin full of dope


KNOCK ON MY DOOR

She knew my feelings were jangled and frayed
She took me into a wind blown alley way
She showed me a world a boy should see
I'll thank her 'till the day that I die

So, here we go
No knock on my door
Believe it 'till you see
what living has done to me
And I'm sure that I need holding

I took her to a room and I showed her myself
She made me feel proud that I would stand for
There's nothing that this girl wouldn't do for me
For that I've got to thank her and I mean it

So, here we go
A face in the crowd,
Jump up and jump down
Baby, can you see through me?

Sure, I've been here before
No knock on my door
No love in the
Baby, please be my

Sure, I've seen it before
No knock on my door
Love in the
Can be painful, I know

Cry, I cry every night
I need to hold you tight
Oh, can you see me
knocking down your door?

Sure, there's times I have hoped
There's times I have dreamed
Oh, but it seems that much to me to me, my love
I never seemed to it out, my love

I'm shakin'

Yeah, I'm shakin'

She knew my feelings were jangled and frayed
She took me into a wind blown alley way
She showed me what a boy should see
I'll thank her till the day I die
So, here we go
No knock on my door
Believe it till you see what livin' has done to me
And I'm sure I need some company
I took her to a room and I showed her myself
She made me feel proud and I was thankful
There's nothing that this girl wouldn't do for me
For that I've got to thank her I mean it

So, here we go
A face in the crowd
Jump up and jump down baby
You can see through me

Sure, I've been here before
No knock on my door
No love in the jar baby please be my star
Sure I've seen it before
No knock on my door
Love in the jar has been painful
I know
I know

Cry, I've cried every night
I need to hold you tight, baby
Could you see me knocking down your door
Sure there's times that I've gone and times I have dreamed
Oh, but it seems that I pushed you in my life
Can't seem to get it out my life

Shakin.
Yeah I'm shakin
And I'm shakin


LIFE'S AN OCEAN

Life's An Ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion
Dragging me down
Living for today, don't have time to pray
Ready for the game
Take a line of fickle flame

Imagine the future
Woke up with a scream
I was buying some feelings
From a vending machine
Say that I will see
Something more than I have
There's something inside of me
Crying out for something else
And if someone hears my scream
Put it in a letter to me
Slippery slimy road down

Life's an ocean too much commotion

Not enough emotion to satisfy me
Slippery slidy road down
It's slippery slidy road down

Hold my hand and we'll walk down
Dry those eyes and we'll walk down

Slippery slidy road down
Life's an ocean, life's an ocean
Too much commotion, too much emotion


STORMY CLOUDS

I wanted to tell you my story
How my life seemed to change in a matter of days
The heavens break I am walking tall
How come change always seems to bring the rain

Stormy clouds, new horizons
Come and get it, if you want to
So hop on the train 'Cause it kills the pain
Blues player going to another town
Believe me this boy here is sinking
Just drinking

These streets, these times
They tie me down through with you
But I feel no pain
Stormy clouds, new horizons

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