Spruce Goose EP

by Greg Reed

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Leaving Chicago – Lyrics Tonight I’m gonna find myself a real woman Take her downtown to the lights out on State Street. That’s right, I’m leavin the thought of leaving behind I’m past past-due on time, and time’s a-wastin So good-bye sweet Foster Beach Winter’s gone a summer sauntering And we won’t miss the cold until it’s July ------------ Oh babe don’t worry or miss me when I’m gone For I’ll be back before the spring grass is growin Oh endless night – don’t take away my song I’ll need it when I think of home and all she harbors Oh Illinois, I knew you well Shoulders broad and fields full by now And oh to see the lake in all her glory
Reborn – Lyrics And I feel like I’ve been reborn And I feel like I’ve been remade And I feel like I know myself And I know the reason why And you do too
Made Criminal – lyrics His thoughts rebounding back Across an empty track A lack of concentration In a lapse of regret A quickly stolen glance To risk a stare, a chance The stranger’s eyes might meet his And remember his face He’s running, darting Hiding in the shadows at night Avoid the lights, the sirens That are screamin his name Again…hide away Where it’s safe - But where is it safe? ---------------------------------------------------- The friends he’s never had Have left him all for dead His sense of dread has never left And it’s all he had Nowhere to run No one to see Nothing to do In his lone misery Now they grab a hold Never to let go His fate is sealed in a letter To the devils below Inside…of his head A scream rises up from below
Bulletproof – lyrics Glidin smooth across the floor Find my way to her Feelin dapper in my $200 suit Feelin confident “Well I suppose it’s goin alright,” That’s what she said When I asked, I asked her how it’s goin “I suppose mine’s goin exactly the same At least, that’s what I tell myself to get a decent sleep at night.” She didn’t ask my opinion She didn’t look up at all And when you feel that dejection Risin up like a ball Well it pounds at your chest And you think – what a bitch ----------------------------------------------- Pickin out potential targets Through a crude gin-fueled reverse-Darwinian process Flyin with my wingman by side Can’t shoot me down Ya know I’m feelin bulletproof But when she punched a million little holes into my armor Well it kinda set me back a step or two And it wasn’t what I was expecting No, what I was expecting Was an evening full of harmless flirtation Followed by a morning full of awkward good-byes She didn’t ask my opinion She didn’t look up at all And when you feel that dejection Risin up like a ball Well it pounds at your chest And you think – Is it me? ----------------------------------------------- Glidin smooth across the floor Figure I owe myself another chance Not gonna take “no” for an answer this time At least not so easily “You don’t have a cell phone? What do you mean you don’t have a cell phone?! It’s 2013, at least you could’ve told me something That’s not a lie to me!” And what’s the point in always trying to fly If I just get shot down everywhere Everywhere that I go She didn’t ask my opinion She didn’t look up at all And when you feel that dejection Risin up like a ball Well it pounds at your chest And you think – maybe a bar isn’t the best place to meet a woman
Faith of the Sun – lyrics Green fields and summer On the wind Met the girl with starlight In the way she moves across the waves Caress me slowly Baby, pick me up, hold me Hold me Dirt road I’m walking Skippin stones for throwing New love overflowing Urgency that’s growing Follow the faith of the sun Whole world, living as one And oh – it’s hard To let love into your heart Won’t you tell me the things that you feel? Believe me, I swear this is real ------------------------------------------------------------- Cool wind that takes me Back to Spain Oh those younger days I Try to live again in vain But there’s still time Babe, put your hand in mine And we’ll leap into the sea Happy as can be Won’t you tell me the things that you feel? When living makes our dreams come real


Recorded at Sound Lab, Jeongja, Bundang, South Korea.


released March 8, 2013

Produced by Michael MJ Beeghley
Mastered at Backhouse Productions by Thomas TJ Martin
Guitar, vocals, violin, percussion, bass by Greg Reed
Percussion and bass by Michael MJ Beeghley


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I am a violinist, guitarist, singer, songwriter, composer, and teacher currently residing in Bellingham, WA.

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