Farler's Fury Jon Creeden Split

by Jon Creeden

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Released September 16, 2014
Album Artwork by: Mike Feehan www.mikefehan.com
Available from My Fingers My Brain Records on vinyl in 3 different shades of purple. Or pick one up at a show.

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released 29 September 2014

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Track Name: Don't Be Like Me Brendan
I miss the days when we would stay up late
and nights never ended with conscious decisions
we fell asleep when we were tired
and went to work with the party still ringing in our ears

And I can't say today that I miss the hangovers
It's much easier making it through the day

But Everybody needs to grow up some day X3
Sometimes Life gets in the way

When my father was my age
he had one child and another on the way
I've got friends with children and homes to settle down
I've got one foot in the clouds and the other on the ground

And I can't say today that I miss the hangovers
It's much easier making it through the day

But Everybody needs to grow up some day X3
Sometimes Life gets in the way

But Everybody needs to grow up some day X3
Sometimes Life gets in the way
Track Name: 169 King Street (Farlers Fury)
I see a shallow depth of field and sepia tones
a funeral procession and an empty home
there's a town along the river where I come from
with a wealth of history that's all but gone

A church bell rings and for a moment I am lost
until the passing of a crow swiftly steals my thoughts
they say the days are getting longer but the sun hangs low
and the howling winter wind has never felt so damn cold

I see a looming revolution in a time of need
but there's a sinking sense of failure in every word I read
the times they are a changin' but they won't change me
I find a vital sense of purpose in community

They say the days are getting longer but the sun hangs low
and the howling winter wind has never felt so damn cold

I will stand my Ground on the front lines
without a doubt in my mind I'm on the losing side
but these four walls are no worse for the wear
so i will go to my grave knowing I was there

I see a looming revolution in a time of need
but there's a sinking sense of failure in every word I read
the times they are a changin' but they won't change me
I find a vital sense of purpose in community