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The Strangest Tribe

by Ryan Townsend

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1.
Taken For 03:30
Hey man what’s that sound? It’s just your imagination Crawling out from the seams again Gather round all your clowns And have another dozen revelations As the humble thieves descend And I know that these times are sacred And I know that they won't be taken for All sides are shown like the hand that feeds the storm All we know is what the past has shown before It was a long trip down to the other side Where the cold wind blows and the shadows shine Below a faceless moon and an unjust sky With broken wings and swollen eyes And I know that these times are sacred And I know that they won't be taken for All sides are shown like the hand that feeds the storm All we know is what the past has shown before Once we were enticed like a child whose eyes have grown Into reprise of what the past has shown before
2.
Palestrina 04:24
Palestrina take me for a ride Atone these lost notes building up in strife I am lost, I’ve been gone Parched as the warm sun steals the color from my plight This long road weaves the burden of its aging mind Lonesome visions haunt, and I won’t subside You came softly piercing, riches to my eyes I am lost, I’ve been gone I was beaten by the tyranny of time Hanging on your memory like darkness to the night Dreams and nods came crawling past the fires that burn inside Scars of aging, growing strands the reasons in my mind I’ve been lost in, I am gone I’ve been lost in, I am gone Gone, gone, gone, gone As gracious as the the pale moonlight, her smile is charming Gliding on in supple strides, delicate style
3.
Cold Dreamer 05:09
Wounded by the light, I’ve gone Taken all in strife, we’ve known Won’t somebody come and try to break me out The devils on my shoulder the mystics fading out Time is growing older the shine is wearing thin Thinking bout these thoughts don’t make me want to think I see your troubled face and tang your tattered tastes They try to lead me stray and make me wanna change I’ll find a better your eyes start to feign You’re loving ways lost I’ll remain Transcend to the shine Radiance falls I find I’ve got a lot to decide But I don’t want to make up my mind Well, I’m a cold dreamer With my head to the ground Believe me when I say to you I’ll rise above the crowd And when I come to her no matter where I belong I’m a cold dreamer hard dreamer warm seeker cold dreamer Faceless eyes are shown, they’re lost Chasing the tides that have grown and washed out far Lost amongst the sand the dark night howled I arrange my weary head the pieces fall down Laying lost land I left a worn out crowd My senses reprieve at the stars burning out The cold wind spins I start to head south Chasing and misplacing the Styrofoam sound We all want some shine some gold in our lives But that don’t come we suffice Transcend to the shine Radiance falls I find I’ve got a lot to decide But I don’t want to make up my mind Well, I’m a cold dreamer With my head to the ground Believe me when I say to you I’ll rise above the crowd And when I come to her no matter where I belong I’m a cold dreamer hard dreamer warm seeker cold dreamer I’m a cold dreamer I don’t need no song to sing I don’t need no words to breathe Into a brilliant mass dim light Vividly they drown from sight Transcend to the shine Radiance falls I find I’ve got a lot to decide But I don’t want to make up my mind Well, I’m a cold dreamer With my head to the ground Believe me when I say to you I’ll rise above the crowd And when I come to her no matter where I belong I’m a cold dreamer hard dreamer warm seeker cold dreamer I’m a cold dreamer
4.
Prelude 04:56
Disenchanting transformations Bar the bows of expectations Misguidedly intensified Extraordinary lies Sleeves of pardon, dreams of late Forced precision, low light strays From a solitary promenade Inspirations separate In a stint the hours grow tired In a stint the hours fall while In a stint the hours grow tired In a sting the hours fall while A quilted beauty shadowed by the stolen sun Weathered through the shadows losing all but none I don’t want to worry, I don’t worry, I don’t worry tonight I don’t want to worry, I don’t worry, I don’t worry tonight I don’t feel like talking I want to leave these winter trials My feet forgot about walking Been stranded in exile All the light has gone inside Hide beneath the cracks that bend The shades that paralyze It’s hard to see the light See the light I don’t know when I’m leaving I don’t know when I’ll try I don’t know when I’m leaving I don’t when I’ll try And I’m moving like a quick hand of slight My feet forced in strides The hours grown and tired The hours grown and tired But I’m feeling cold and faint Lying in the winter my complexion’s worn Do the tides consider a prelude to the shore?
5.
High Street 05:08
Lost and I’m leaving Go on you try Fall back to the warm fire Say you’ll be leaving Though you’re lying Bless you darling I’m alone and tired I lost her eyes down a million highways I should have stayed for the sunrise The corners of memory Are slowly creeping up on me I don’t want to wait till I’ve lost The warmth inside Memories stray From my mind Like a lost word frays Falls with time One day to go One time We’ll again the same as then farther in the dissident When our roads entwine I’ve lost her eyes down a million highways I should have stayed for the sunrise The corners of my memory Slowly creeping up on me I don’t wait till I’ve lost The warmth inside I lost you that night on High Street Where the river meets its end

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released November 14, 2007

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Ryan Townsend Nyack, New York

Ryan Townsend writes and performs acoustic driven original songs whose roots are soaked in rock, folk, blues, and soul. Honest music, from a hard working and passionate artist who has lived a life full of story telling and musicianship. He crafts tales with a vintage spirit told in a rhythmic full-throated language, making music on his own terms. ... more

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