the Red Wool
by The Acre
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Introduction
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The Weakener
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Maroon (Blues)
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Beware of Me!
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Louder
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Red Wool
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Burn
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about
Recorded 2007-2009 in various locations in and around Boston.
credits
released 07 May 2009
The Acre is/was:
Nick Murphy: Guitars, Vocals
Courtney Cavanaugh: Vocals
Steve Rice: Bass, Keyboards
Sebastian Hutchinson: Cello, Bass
Chris Anthony: Percussion
With help from:
Will Tortolano: Cello
Conor Loughman: percussion on Burn
Brendan Cavanaugh: percussion on Burn
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The Acre currently is comprised of:
Nick Murphy: Guitars, Vocals
Courtney Cavanaugh: Vocals
Steve Rice: Bass, Percussion
Matt Samson: Percussion
Danny McNair: Guitar, Keyboards
For all inquiries please e-mail:
theacremusic@gmail.com
Make sure to say hello at:
www.facebook.com/theacre
myspace.com/chatterboxrock
The Acre is/was:
Nick Murphy: Guitars, Vocals
Courtney Cavanaugh: Vocals
Steve Rice: Bass, Keyboards
Sebastian Hutchinson: Cello, Bass
Chris Anthony: Percussion
With help from:
Will Tortolano: Cello
Conor Loughman: percussion on Burn
Brendan Cavanaugh: percussion on Burn
***
The Acre currently is comprised of:
Nick Murphy: Guitars, Vocals
Courtney Cavanaugh: Vocals
Steve Rice: Bass, Percussion
Matt Samson: Percussion
Danny McNair: Guitar, Keyboards
For all inquiries please e-mail:
theacremusic@gmail.com
Make sure to say hello at:
www.facebook.com/theacre
myspace.com/chatterboxrock
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- Track Name: The Weakener
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Give me away
It’s that time of the season to be someone else
And is that ok?
Is that a reason to be someone else?
Take the laurel wreath
Off your head
It’s time you let down your hair
It’s not what we have
It’s not where we’ve been
The defines where we’re going
And what we’ll see
It’s all about money
It’s all about sin
Kissing in the rain
Caught you again
So give me away
Your breath is stale from beer and smoke
And is that ok?
To make the best of the words we last spoke
Take the broken teeth
From out of your head
Its time you let down your hair
It’s not what we have
It’s not where we’ve been
The defines where we’re going
And what we’ll see
It’s all about money
It’s all about sin
Kissing in the rain
Kiss me again - Track Name: Maroon (Blues)
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You slung me to slums
A beautiful taste
Torn into one
You look to the sky
With your gutted
And glazed eyes
Why’d I ever have to hear your voice?
You’re a whisper in the city noise
You slung me to slums
A beautiful taste
Torn into one
You look to the sky
With your gutted
And glazed eyes
Why’d I ever have to hear your voice?
You’re a whisper in the city noise - Track Name: Beware of Me!
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Your irony’s waning
And your time is sinking low
The ships in the night
Surrender to the quiet light
The cracks in the dark
Snapping wood and crying bark
The wolves are singing
Sounds of a man dying
The road is blocked
Turn around don’t stop
The road is blocked
Turn around don’t stop - Track Name: (The Great American) Novel
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I’m writing the great American novel
It probably won’t sell
Until after I’m lost and gone for good
The story line is intriguing
You and I meeting
In different times of our lives it’s misunderstood
The ending won’t catch you off guard
You won’t have to guess whose heart gets broken in the end
Should I write the secrets in the margins?
Or lead you to believe in
The scholars and teachers when I’m gone
The ending won’t catch you off guard
You won’t have to guess whose heart gets broken in the end - Track Name: Louder
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Pale blue skies and little white lies
Your heart beats louder
The perfect gentleman who smokes a pack or ten
Just a little louder
Sunset’s beaming bright hopeless dreams and pointless nights
Just a little louder
Your eyes are black and sore and all you want is a little more
You’re just a coward
Your heart can’t control the sound
And all your walls are breaking down
No one’s there to comfort you
Same old shit, nothing new
You can’t break from the grind, holding on to nothing tight
Just a little louder
If love is a symphony, then no one’s ever played for me
Can you play a little louder?
Will it change if it won’t, when’s the next breaking point?
Just a little louder
Turning pages for an end, hope falls again
You’re just a coward
Your heart can’t control the sound
And all your walls are breaking down
No one’s there to comfort you
Same old shit, nothing new - Track Name: Lambs
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You sit on a wall without a care
And your eyes give a listless stare
Your brothers are dying on a mercy street
You sit and you sigh as she washes your feet
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs
There’s a howling that chills the royal night
But your eyes and ears are locked tight
The lights they shine upon your face
Show the cracks of your fall from grace
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs
The words that drip from your lead tongue
Call for arms to pick up dusted guns
For angels whisper words in your head
Your boys and girls fall upon a broken bed
There are mothers praying in their Sunday best
And fathers call out with a whiskey breath
So you ease your guilt with a glass a gin
And you tell yourself “hell, there ‘aint no sin.”
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs - Track Name: Red Wool
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I just can’t stay
Vacant for another day
If you should fall back some day
I don’t think you should come back my way - Track Name: Burn
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Burn out like a fire overturned
My tongue trips on tired words
I’m moving off
I’m packing to go
I’m moving off
I’m packing to go
Been out to sea for far too long
Rusted near a quiet song
I’m moving off
I’m packing to go
I’m moving off
I’m packing to go
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Murder Ballad
Well you started to draw and quarter
And you laid me amongst the pines
My daughter asked me how I was
I said, “Sweetheart I’m doing just fine”
Caught my brother down in Georgia
He was layin’ on the old line
Hanging ‘neath the willows
With blood spiriting down his spine
This is the way to go
I don’t know what else to say
Wish to be up in heaven low
But I got lost somewhere along the way
My sister lays so still
With blood rushing through her hair
She gazes up skyward
And prays to someone who isn’t there
My mother is quite the fine woman
‘Til daddy shot her in the head
She was cooking dinner for the both of them
She poisoned his bowl and now they’re both dead
This is the way to go
I don’t know what else to say
Wish to be up in heaven low
But I got lost somewhere along the way
My wife, she loves me still
My dog, she howls through the night
My son asks when daddy’s coming back
“Son, I’ll be home by the morning light”
This is the way to go
I don’t know what else to say
Wish to be up in heaven low
But I got lost somewhere along the way
