Ayla Brook & The Sound Men - (I Think I) Hit My Limit [Official Music Video]
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Lift You Up
04:21
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Sweet hum of amplifiers
pressure drops as the walls perspire
kings and queens of the small-town scene
in old leather and army green
volume swells as the sun goes down
lost in desolation sounds
young ones with old guitars
driving to the gig in their girlfriend’s car
do what you love for not much pay
you’re the reason I want to stay
to lift you up
lift you up
lift you up
lift you up
set fire to the ave again
light the night for a room of friends
heartbreak, and a gravel throat,
a hoarse voice and a bending note
gonna lift you up
lift you up
lift you up
lift you up
heartbreak and desperate thoughts
we’re happy with what we got
volume swells as the sun goes down
lost in desolation sounds
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All That I Wanted to Do
03:45
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Living on the fence
finding it hard to get friendly, lately
ain’t got no defense, living present tense
can you mend me, baby
If you wanna go
babe just tell me so
well that’s alright
baby, that’s all
all that you wanted to do
all that you wanted to do
well, that’s alright.
baby, that’s all, that’s alright
Party’s getting packed
hanging with the cat in the corner, save me
knocking over cups drinking far too much
can you mend me, baby
Oh I oughta know
when it’s my time to go
well that’s alright
baby, that’s all
all that you wanted to do
all that you wanted to do
baby, that’s all, that’s alright
Lately staying in
feels like it’s a win
I know it’s not a sin
waking to my television
That’s alright
Cause baby, that’s all
baby, that’s all
all that I wanted to do
baby, that’s all, that’s alright
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I’m alone but I’m not lonesome
never one that once was winsome
not too handy or too handsome
but I sure do like to play some
and I can be a fool
lose the plot and lose my cool
I lose my keys but not my conscious
tell me do you really want this
Tell my why why why why you want to go
I’ve tried tried tried to let it show
I’ve been to the bottom and back
so many times that I think I lost track
and I think I hit my limit, I think I hit my limit
this time
I think I hit my limit this time
I’ve been trying to take it easy
take it easy but still take it
make it better if I break it
sometimes that gets hard
if I slip to older ways
poorer plans of darker days
need a shoulder for a friend
I hope I see you then
Tell my why why why why you want to go
I’ve tried tried tried to let it show
I’ve been to the bottom and back
so many times that I think I lost track
and I think I hit my limit, I think I hit my limit
this time
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She Smiles Like a River
03:09
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Mamma sold bootleg goat’s milk
poppa wore braids and a beard
I grew up in the coyote howls
down the river from here
Done school I hit the highway
strumming out the One, Four, Fives
played every kinda stage in Old Dirt City
from the concert halls to the dives
On a cheap microphone & an old guitar
cheap microphone & an old guitar
I’m a big star at my local bar
with my cheap microphone & an old guitar
oh, I know I’ll never ever go gold
oh, but it helps to soothe my soul
Still like to get out on the highway
couple few times a year
throw the gear and the band
in a rental van
and roll on outta here
never stop dreaming ‘bout the big time
but the small-time suits us fine
we’ll never get rich but it’ll scratch that itch
and it pays for the gas and the beer
Got a cheap microphone & an old guitar
cheap microphone & an old guitar
I’m a big star at my local bar
with my cheap microphone & an old guitar
oh, I know I’ll never ever go gold
oh, but it helps to soothe my soul
Got a cheap microphone & an old guitar
cheap microphone & an old guitar
I’m a big star at my local bar
with my cheap microphone & an old guitar
Cheap microphone & an old guitar
cheap microphone & an old guitar
I’m a big star at my local bar
with my cheap microphone & an old guitar
oh, I know I’ll never ever go gold
oh, but it helps to soothe my soul
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6. |
A Little More Light
03:36
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Start the engine, scrape the windows, pack the food
try not to worry ‘bout the old man’s attitude
smile and nod and take his odd advice
hands on the wheel, eyes on the black ice
Do you remember that time before that time
with my sister was it back in ’99
the way that happened it really was a crime
how’s the heater? I’m just fine
I spend my days
racing down the nights
knowing winter never wins
and the war that he wages will never be a fair fight
No don’t you worry, don’t you worry ‘bout it dear
it’s just the season, it’s just that time of year
take your boots off and let me take your coats
and raise a glass to toast to all those good ghosts
Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, lovers, friends
life’s a party, but parties have to end
but we’re just starting I don’t mean to be so dark
how was the drive? did you find a place to park?
I spend my days
racing down the nights
knowing winter never wins
and the war that he wages will never be a fair fight
seasons change
I know we’ll keep on rising
for what we’ve got to lose
and knowing every morning
we’ll have a little more light
We’ll have a little more light
have a little more light
we’ll have a little more light
We band together in these darker days
to sing our sorrows and chase them all away
songs of hope and joy after the tears
when we’ll stand together in a brighter year
I spend my days
racing down the nights
knowing winter never wins
and the war that he wages will never be a fair fight
seasons change
I know we’ll keep on rising
for what we’ve got to lose
and knowing every morning
we’ll have a little more light
We’ll have a little more light
we’ll have a little more light
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I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening, I was glancing at my phone
a little notification, my mind starts to roam
broken, communication
we’re together, we’re alone
always, surrounded, even at home
those things we said
those things we did
all piled up on our heads
we swam below
the river of it all
we floated so far from where we’ve been
Trying to tell you, I feel like I’ve been living alone
no I’m not certain you notice when I get home
face light in blue light, now it hardly ever goes dark
I'll be sitting in the kitchen if you think you wanna try to start
Those things we said
those things we did
all piled up on our heads
we swam below
the river of it all
we floated so far from where we’ve been
this is the part where I repeat myself I repeat myself I repeat myself
this is the part where I repeat myself I repeat myself
I’m sorry, I wasn’t listening, I was glancing at my phone
a little notification, my mind starts to roam
those things we said
those things we did
all piled up on our heads
we swam below
the river of it all
we floated so far from where we’ve been
we floated so far from where we’ve been
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Love & Laughter
03:51
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All I’m after is her love & laughter
sweet slides to rough rides
songs in the night
when I see her, I don’t believe her
her love & laughter
holds me upright
Mornings do get cold
it’s good to have someone to hold you in the dawning
to hide beneath the folds and whisper secrets
bold, and boldly to behold them
for who they are
and what could be
Love’s a spell caster
with a telecaster
she rocks some deep cuts
and rolls them right
and then after, up to the rafters
there’s love & laughter
holding her upright
Mornings do get cold
it’s good to have someone to hold you in the dawning
to hide beneath the folds and whisper secrets
bold, and boldly to behold them
for who they are
and what could be
Love’s a spell caster
with a telecaster
she rocks some deep cuts
and rolls them right
and then after, up to the rafters
there’s love & laughter
holding us upright
There’s love & laughter
holding us upright
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Little Birdie
04:19
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Little birdie, little birdie
Won't you sing to me your song
Got a short time to stay here
And a long time to be gone
I'd rather be in some dark holler
Where the sun don't never shine
Than for you to be another man's darling
And to know you'll never be mine
Little birdie, little birdie
What makes you fly so high
When you know that my true lover
Is waiting in the sky
Little birdie, little birdie
Won't you sing to me your song
You've caused me lots of trouble
What you've caused me too, too long
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Refuge Cove
04:02
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Laid out on our backs
to watch the lightning
chain across the clouds
the dark sky brightening
before the rain
and the hail came bashing
and the wind roared up
to send the power lines crashing
When it all comes rushing in
I think back to where I began
if it all starts falling down
I’ve got my refuge cove in desolation sound
Black suits in the front porch
chainsaws in the back
there's a hell of a mess
where the willow cracked
keeping it together
but I just wanna shout
daddy's dying upstairs
with the power out
When it all comes rushing in
I think back to where I began
if it all starts falling down
I’ve got my refuge cove in desolation sound
Poppa petered on down
from his second-story spire
to hold my hand by one last fire
he said “I love you son
and I know she's not your mother
but when I'm gone look after each other”
that made me want to wail
like a Coltrane solo
I said “it's ok daddy if it's time to go”
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11. |
Who Are You
05:29
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Who are you
Bright-eyed, bright-eyed babies
bright-eyed babies
bouncing on knees
don’t see none for
don’t see none for
don’t see none for me
none for me love, none for me
Don’t you hide your face now
hide your face now
mister from me
know those tears don’t
know those tears don’t
come so easily
don’t come easily
don’t come easily, not so easily
Who, who are you
There’s no, there’s no shame in
all this playing, living so free
all face struggle
all face struggle
not so equally
equally
equally love
equally
Who are you
Who are you
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Ayla Brook & The Sound Men Edmonton, Alberta
Desolation Sounds, is the new album by Ayla Brook & The Sound Men. Produced by Terra Lightfoot, its a collection of songs
and stories about friends and family, bursting with rock and soul and western charm.
Whether they’re packing dance floors in honky tonks or in rock clubs soaked in wine and whiskey, the band deliver a tapestry of hurtin’ and feelin’ tunes about life on and off the barstools.
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