The Gold EP

by Hello Later

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All music by Hello Later.
All lyrics by Michael Parish.
Recorded February 2013 @ Hangrr 18, Hudson, NY.
Produced by Hello Later.
Engineered and mixed by Michael Guthaus @ Silver Lake Studios, Kingston, NY.
Mastered by D. James Goodwin at The IsOkOn Studio, Woodstock, NY.

credits

released 19 July 2013

Michael Parish - Vocals, Guitar
Michael Guthaus - Bass, Mandolin, Vocals
Steven Pasqua - Drums

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Track Name: Heaven To Hold
Living in the attic don't bother me
Sleeping with the termites and dead leaves

Many years of solitude can make you feel afraid
Of all the things you loved and all the things you could have been
But oh you're heaven to hold dear
Come on you're heaven to hold
Track Name: Number Three
Drawing circles in the night sky
With a cigarette from a kid on a bike
He rides around in the park after dark
Looking for something he lost

He knows it's nowhere around
It ain't something he can pick up off the ground

Asking the dead for an hour or two
We're gonna burn it all down
Track Name: Satellite
I've been searching for a satellite that fell out of the sky to the earth
All is silent on the side of the road where my car it just gave up and died

Call me on the telephone
Ask me when I'm coming home
To be with you

My it doesn't even matter
I don't have the answer
Why if I had somebody
I'd ride further from ya

Empty silos echo miles of grain grown in years of the summer's gone by
Met a farmer who would give me a ride just as far as I'd like
Track Name: The Farmer Song
Oh can't you see what my life could have been
Borrowed beam of light in which I've trapped this piece of time

Let's go down to the old swimming hole
And have a little swim before we all go home
That's fine

Oh can't you see what my life could have been
I've lived a while but still I can I cannot see

Let's go down to the old swimming hole
And have a little swim before we all go home
That's fine

As we waste away
We have it all
As we waste the day
We have it all
As we waste away
We have it

May all your dreams come true
All your dreams come true
And that's fine
Track Name: My Turpentine
This summer all the lovers
Hold hands in tiny spaces
Underneath the stairs

The streets are filled with roses
Empty cans of off white
Paint dry in the heat

Oh my
My turpentine

I want to thank you for the letter
It came by mail a week late
You sound happier to me

She said she feels the planet breathing
Feels the planet breathing
And I think she's a freak
Track Name: Silver Lake
Heading west out of Kansas City
Something is amiss
There's a street sweeper sweeping an empty field
And we just want to drink tonight

Went looking for the high road
But the low road suits us better
Trying to make it to Denver baby
But it's getting darker and there's no moon

I want to go back to New York
When New York still meant something
Now we're sleeping in the lake
Dreaming of hipper strippers

We're dreaming in the lake

Two sad entertainers entertaining nothing but dead air
Your friend looks a lot like James Dean
But his acting is terrible

Told us about his hometown yeah
He made fun of mine oh well
I once had a friend just like him
But then I got older he stood still