1. |
Smoke Clouds
03:22
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Verse 1 :
The floor moves beneath us to the beat of the kick
Sound reverberating from the amp to the brick
And the smell of smoke in my clothes and hair
Your hand hits the bass line and the rhythm goes on
And I think I’m in love, think I belong
And I hear the old train go down by Evangeline
Chorus :
And I see smoke clouds in the air
Verse 2 :
The room is made of dancing and the sound of the bass
Magic, only magic that we know how to make
We’re singing like a choir in the city church
Trying to find some truth in the chords and the words
And we chase them down and clutch our hands around -
Chorus :
But they are smoke clouds in the air
Bridge:
The harmonies are thirds and fifths
Hanging on the minor like we’d hang from a cliff
It’s all a show, it’s all a show
My eyes are closed or looking at you
In the midst of the crowded room
And when we melt together
Chorus :
We are smoke clouds in the air
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2. |
Burned
03:55
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Verse 1 :
I’m not your mountain, if you bend me I will break
I’m not a carpet you can walk upon
You call this love but then you take and take and take
But I keep hanging on
I’m not your savior, don’t you bow your head to pray
I’m not your fool, no not no more
You left an awful lot of ruin in your wake
But I keep hanging on
Chorus :
‘Cause even so, I wanna be your everything
Bend over backwards just to give you anything
I touch the fire, I get burned, burned, burned
Oh I hurt, but I don’t learn, learn, learn
‘Cause even so, I always push myself aside
For you I’d hang up on a cross, you’d let me die
I touch the fire, I get burned, burned, burned
Oh, I hurt, but I don’t learn, learn, learn
Verse 2 :
I’m not your mountain or your mother, goodness sake
But I was taught to never leave
They say we all lie in the broken beds we make
Oh I can’t be free
Chorus
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3. |
Round & Round
04:41
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Verse 1 :
What’s the use of talking about it
Your mind is made up love
If you are the judge, I’ll sit here for judgement
Go on and call my bluff
I built up a statue of you in my mind standing high
I watched as it weathered and worn out and wasted in time
Chorus :
Have you had enough, baby now
Can we let this go, honey I’m
Tired of going round and round and round
Verse 2 :
So I’ll put on a laugh for fear of my weeping again
Our tragic love tells like a story and I know how it ends
Chorus 2 :
Have you had enough, baby now
Can we let this go, honey I’m
Tired of going round and round and round
Aren’t you getting tired, baby now
Can’t we say goodbye
Before the blaming starts
Goes round and round and round
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4. |
Missing Man
03:51
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Verse 1 :
Come on baby, swing that dress a little closer to me
Don’t you tease me, not this time
I just wanna hold you in my arms tonight
Hold you in my arms tonight
The shadows danced beneath the yellow light of stars and street lamps
We were laughing in the rain
I just wanna feel your hand in mine again
Feel your hand in mine again
Chorus 1 :
I can’t love a ghost and I can’t hold you when you’re gone
I won’t wait forever babe, I’ve waited all along
All along
Verse 2 :
All these miles and all the weight of all the world upon me
Your voice is breaking on the line
Almost right and almost time, I’ve almost found a way to
Hold you in my arms tonight
Hold you in my arms tonight
Chorus 2 :
I can’t love a ghost and I can’t hold a missing man
I won’t wait forever, but I’ll wait long as I can
As I can
Chorus 3 :
If you are a ghost then you will haunt me til I die
I won’t wait forever, but I promise you I’ll try
I will try
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5. |
Aline
03:32
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Verse 1 :
There she sits upon her bed
Waging wars within her head
Mama’s in the living room, slams the door
Every day like, every day just like the ones before
Marks she hides beneath her clothes
Scars too deep to even show
Mama’s got a temper and her daddy’s gone
She packs a bag, a pack of cigarettes and leaves at dawn
Chorus 1 :
Her mama liked to gamble cards
Her daddy played the steel guitar
She married as a child sixteen
Verse 2 :
There she stands above a crib
Baby’s crying, won’t be still
Husband’s in the kitchen drinking whisky straight
She’s got 50 bucks beneath the mattress
To get out of this place
Her lover told her where to meet
9:00 on Fletcher Street
But she won’t leave her baby so she cries instead
Every minute of the story plays inside her head
Chorus 2 :
Her mama never learned to love
Her daddy left when things got tough
She’s trying but it’s not enough, no no no
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The Amber Day France
Booking : Flower Coast
gregoire@flowercoast.fr
Since 2020, The
Amber Day provides pop melodies within a folk soundscape, driven by the unique voice of its American singer Rachel. Their original songs stand between raw energy and comforting sweetness, sometimes both.
After their first EP was unanimously acclaimed, their first album "Our Stories" is now available everywhere.
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