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by Douglas Miles Clarke

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L(G) (ˈɛl ɪ dʒi)
n., adj. derivative of élegos
1. arcanity of stasis, evolution and passage
2. mathmatical infallibility of ending
3. remote circumstance of denouement
4. melancholic composition of fate
[c. 20-21st; deriv mtn cdn < wst pac < nor atl < cnt glf]

This is an album about endings. The songs were written over the last couple of years and felt to me like they wanted to be together.

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released November 19, 2013

Produced by Douglas Miles Clarke
Mixed by Brant Lee Sankey
Mastered by Peter Carey's Rhythm Room

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Bass, drums, electric guitar (except 4 7 8)
Recorded at Windmill Valley Studios Bulverde TX
Session Engineer Carl Scheel
Session Producer Brant Lee Sankey

Marcus Rubio recorded himself Valencia CA
All other home recorded in San Antonio TX

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Photography by Steve Circeo
Art & Design by Javi Garcia

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Songs Written by Douglas Miles Clarke (BMI)
Copyright © ℗ 2013

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Thanks to
Paul Davis & Tracy Graves
Robin Kirby
Peter Palenske
James Pardo
Jackson Parten
Daniel Thomas Phipps
K Phillips
Joe Reyes
Jason Roberts
Joe Shortt
Hills Snyder
Jason Trevino
Race Villarreal
John & Jimmie Whipple

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Track Name: Bitter Cup
Well, It's time
to wipe the sleep from your eyes
but keep your dreams alive
‘Cause you need ‘em in the world outside

Because the moon
well, it’ll weigh on your crowded mind
And the wind is just passing time,
while it’s waiting for you to fall

and the shadows’ll tear you down
you’ll feel lost in an empty town

You’ll have rags covering aching bones
but you can sing the blues now
you’re wearing those vagabond shoes
and drinking bitter tears like wine,
yeah, it's time

And it's a bitter cup
when you drink from it every day
Cause you' want to be main stage babe
but you’re really just a sideshow anyway

So drink it up
Now that you’ve thrown it all away
And you got no place to stay
and there's static on your telephone line

And it's the shadows that tear you down
you'll feel lost in an empty town and
you'll have rags covering aching bones
but you can sing the blues now
You’re wearing vagabond shoes and
You’re drinking bitter tears like wine,
yeah it's time
yeah, It’s time

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Treasure
Shadows leave the eastern rim
It’s early morning spreading out
There's a chill in the autumn air
As the hour hand spins around
Well, did my heart just lose this place
like a bet in a downtown bar
I never thought my feet were set
Here in the cattle yards

‘Cause I would dream of diesel trains
Carrying treasure to the west
And now I dream of aeroplanes
touching down again

Floating on the rolling fields
On roads that rise and fall
Grain elevator, sentries stand
and they feed the railroad cars
The land beats an ancient drum
From dirt to seed to harvest time
And the river finds its own way home
On a map that it designs

And I would dream of diesel trains
Carrying treasure to the west
And now I dream of aeroplanes
and being home again

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: And Wake the Dead
how sweet the songs they sing
the lost rebel souls
born of the fire
to drive away the cold
With shoulder to the stone
so truth is told
In stories bold
and dreams still walk the earth
and they wake the dead

And when they reach the heart
They scrape away
with tender melodies
for ancient maladies

songs of the siren
wrought of bone and iron ore and
they settle the score
And while demons dance
they wake the dead

and wake the dead
no outcasts
no slumber everlasting
and wake the dead
no cowardice
no dark abyss
they walk amidst us
and they wake the dead

they walk amidst us
and they wake the dead
they walk amidst us
and they wake the dead

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Rain
Step out your front door there's nowhere to hide
You’re at the crossroads of the world
Where every line meets up with every time
so you always end up home

Broken lines mark all the fake divides
And there's lies and hope on every side
And I can find myself some real life
but I'm heading nowhere fast

And you hear the fear on every side
Times are tough so why let fools decide
And I can try to keep my sense of pride
But I really just want rain

Can you see the desert growing strong
Man. I've never seen it bloom so long
like a river cuts a canyon side
it breaks the spirit of a man

My back is breaking from the wasted grain
We can bury it in the broken planes
Yeah, I'd like to feel I'm whole again
But I really just want rain

Can you see the fear on every side
Times are tough so why let fools decide
I can hang on to my sense of pride
But I really just want rain

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Saskatoon
Mile marker fifteen and a tank full of gasoline
Two thousand miles between today and Saskatoon
Crows on the power lines they whisper devious asides
and speak in ancient tongues but they're rhymes for a fool

And the grounds gone cold
and all these stories that I know
It's all I have to hold on to
except worn winter breeze and empty trees

The dreams of Dakota Sioux they still haunt the avenue
in birch bark canoes with shiny metal rims
And Sunday bells still ring sunrise is eternal hymn
and prairie dogs lie down when sunset fires dim

But the grounds gone cold
and all these stories that I know
It's all I Have to hold onto
'cept worn winter breeze and empty trees

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Lead Pipe Cinch
Baby, if your heart is willing
Then hope can be a lead-pipe cinch
And you can get out of that trouble you're in
that gutter you're in

Or live a life that's worse than fate
'cause only lovers hesitate
And the only habits you seem to break
Well, they’re the ones you hate

And the grass is always greener
when it's not dying under your feet
And your heart can't take the loss
of that loss you feel

Monumental sentimental pain
Look out now cause it here it comes again
You can't see the forest for the trees
How you gonna find a cure when you love your disease
And Baby you love your disease

Busy roads are always filled with reckless lovers set to kill and
You suffer from electric ills every time you plug in
And every romance is a heartache
'Cause you love to love and then you tear it down
You can't find a better town than one you ain't been
'Cause the grass is always greener
when it's not dying under your feet
Your heart can't take the loss of the loss you feel

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Deadwood
Well, the prairies on fire
and you've howled at the moon
And my finger's on the trigger
of a gun that fired too soon

Summer lies dying
and winters ahead
Did she fall from your heart
as you fell to your death

Weren't you the one
Who held on too tight
Do you still see her face in your hands
while you're feeling the bite

And she's not the one
Who made you unkind
Who turned all the tables on you
And believed all the lies

Well the prairies on fire
and your town is a ghost
And you're still thinking about
that girl on the coast

You held out for riches
but you weren't the only one
It'll always be the legend that killed you
in front of god and everyone

Weren't you the one
Who held on too tight
You still see her face in your hands
While you're feeling the bite

And she's not the one
Who made you unkind
Who turned all the tables on you
And believed all the lies

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Eliza Jane
Is that you singing in the hills, Eliza,
are you calling to the wild, Eliza Jane
The wolves go still at the sound of your voice
and the stars, oh the stars, they shine

Is that you dancing in the misty moonlight
Can you still shake the valley floor
I can't find a path to get out of these woods
I can't beat the devil to your door

Oh Eliza, set a fire and set the trees ablaze for me
‘Cause I'm lost, and the road keeps bending away

Oh Eliza Jane, set a fire
Oh Eliza Jane, set a fire

Is that you dreaming about home again, Eliza
I'm not sure where that is anymore
I can't find a path to get out of these woods
I can't beat the devil to your door

Oh Eliza, set a fire and set the trees ablaze for me
‘Cause I'm lost, and the road keeps bending away
Oh Eliza Jane, set a fire Oh Eliza Jane, set a fire
Oh Eliza Jane, set a fire

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: Roots
Picket fence like a postcard
In the mailbox outside
Hickory fills the front yard
But it's hollow inside
Turn off the porch light
and unlock the door

I know that you love him
You were born true that way
And I'm just an echo
no intention to stay
So please stop your crying
Please let me go on my way

I know your roots are as
deep as that tree that's
dying in your front yard

I know your life ain't turned out
like you planned but it's the
only life that you got
to live

So live your life in circles
like a merry-go-round
You get on and stay on
try not to lose your ground
And I'll see you in your dreams babe
when you see you in my arms

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke
Track Name: This Dead End Town
So hold me close with your sad-eyed smile
and drive away the shadows
You caught my eye with your prairie sway
And left my heart in tatters
Sing me your sad song, girl
and I can sing you mine
And when the sun goes down
in this dead end town
we'll leave it all behind

So why these clouds on a sunny day
Can we make ourselves some blue sky
‘Cause this old world it won’t always go our way
So wipe away your dark eyes

And sing me your sad song, gir
and I can sing you mine
And when the sun goes down
in this dead end town
we'll leave it all behind

Why waste your time worrying about things you can’t change

So hold me close with your sad-eyed smile
and drive away the shadows
You caught my eye with your prairie sway
And left my heart in tatters

Sing me your sad song, girl
and I can sing you mine
And when the sun goes down
in this dead end town
we'll leave it all
we'll leave it all behind

© 2013 Douglas Miles Clarke