Tambourine Girls EP

by Shakes

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released March 8, 2016

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Track Name: Hole In Your Pocket
In a flash of smoke you only hope evaporates up into the ether,
They act like murder clues staring back at you like puzzle pieces that you can't put together,
But you try it anyway, hoping something's gonna change.

Are you tiptoeing around the edge of the snake pit?
You thought that it looked like fun to fall in
The card up your sleeve, the one you're hiding from me
Is slipping through the hole in your pocket

There's a book on the shelf with the velvet cover but the authors name I just can't remember
A story of you & me, some other galaxy,
Transcending to another dimension,
You said you'd call me back but I'm not holding my breath.

Are you floating inside of your minds little space ship?
The uninvited guests are invading
The card up your sleeve, the one you're hiding from me
Is slipping through the Hole In Your Pocket

A clumsy kiss that ends in tears like grazing teeth along a bottles edge,
Are you diving off the deep end, hoping that you won't end up sinking?

Or are you tiptoeing around the edge of the snake pit?
You thought that it looked like fun to fall in
The card up your sleeve, the one you're hiding from me
Is slipping through the Hole In Your Pocket.
Track Name: Tambourine Girls
She Looks at me through a kaleidoscope,
Closes one eye & asks where I’d go,
If the world was flat & we could travel just by turning a page?
I’d go anywhere with you but these ghosts always give chase and now

All the Tambourine Girls are clouding up my window,
Lately all their fathers been banging at my door,
Were you trying to walk on water without putting your shoes on?
Folded notes & photographs you’ve got this hypnotic way or pulling me back

Stepping out of your lonely head,
Tight rope dancer skipping across the edge,
We’re just trying to figure out the ending before we begin,
Making jokes to hide the fact that I’m terrified of what’s ahead and now

All the Tambourine Girls are clouding up my window,
Lately all their fathers been banging at my door,
Were you trying to walk on water without putting your shoes on?
Folded notes & photographs you’ve got this hypnotic way or pulling me back
Track Name: Modern Age
Bragging aloud with a cigarette hanging from your mouth,
Talking of how you understand what we’ve been trying to figure out,
You’ve got Tolstoy up your sleeve your friend’s buying you another drink,
As you casually say to me we’re just living out War & Peace,
I wish I knew what that means

But it’s not your fault we’re just victims to the modern age,
Trying to hold out attention until we turn the page,
It’s getting late,
I wanna know if you’re planning your escape could I follow you to that far off place & disappear?

You were bright as the sun acting elegant & young,
Floating in the blue above away from the rest of us,
You’ve practiced all your lines but you forget them from time to time,
You’ve got me feeling like a fool or did you lose your mind?

But it’s not your fault we’re just victims to the modern age,
Trying to hold out attention until we turn the page,
It’s getting late,
I wanna know if you’re planning your escape could I follow you to that far off place & disappear?

I’d love to disappear from the Modern Age.
Track Name: Roll The Dice
I saw you standing in the back room looking like some kinda ghost,
Like you were stranded on a island with only your lonely bones,
You said come on in the waters warm you dim the lights like you’ve been here before,
Then the whites of my eyes give away the last thing that I’ve got left to hide,
And we roll the dice,

When it gets dark thoughts of you come running,
I don’t know where from,
It’s like flipping through pages of your body,
I wanna know what you’re made of,
Is it glass & smoke or just diamond dust?
Your razor tongue locked behind your teeth,
Honey it don’t matter when you’re next to me.

But is your love is just a game I don’t wanna play it safe,
You can call the shots babe, it’s in the hands of fate.
I knew you’d never fold, it’s in the cards you hold,
I’ve heard them talking of how we’re walking on the ice.
When we roll the dice.