1. |
WINTER
03:58
|
|||
|
Holed up on a mountaintop
Dead of winter and I'm better off
Down and out around
I remember one summer yeah
When I met her and I said I love her
Down and out around
And it's been winter for so long
And all my forces on the run
And all your flowers dead and gone
And I thought I saw your face
And it was
Calling my name, honey
Calling my name, but it all
All was in vain when I wake
From a fever dream
Broke down in a mountain town
Tried to stay above the weather
But I ended up down
Down and out around
And it's been winter for so long
And all my forces on the run
And all your flowers dead and gone
And I thought I saw your face
And it was
Calling my name, honey
Calling my name, but it all
All was in vain when I wake
From a fever dream
Holed up on a mountaintop
Sipping liquor from a Molotov
Drinking it down
And it's been winter for so long
And all my forces on the run
And all your flowers dead and gone
And I thought I saw your face
And it was
Calling my name, honey
Calling my name, but it all
All was in vain when I wake
From a fever dream
|
||||
2. |
RUN MY SON
03:30
|
|||
|
Go my son
You better run
Wind's done changed
And the storm's a come
It's coming for everyone
I'm telling you son
You better run
Go my daughter
Go with your brother
Don't look back
Till you cross that river
Hold to each other
If you see danger
Hear me, girl
You better run
Oh you better run
Now go my brother
Never mind the weather
Gonna be bad
And it ain't gettin' better
Pray one day
We'll be together
But for now
You better run
You better run
Go my lover
My childrens' mother
Beyond the border
Or even further
And if you must
Then love another
For I am lost
A fallen soldier
Run my son
You gotta run my son
You better run my son
(For I am lost)
Oh, you better run my son
|
||||
3. |
EVEN THOUGH
02:53
|
|||
|
Well I am a lover
But I'm fighting within
I'm an outsider
But ain't looking in
I'm a true Christian
But I ain't free from sin
And when I'm arriving
I'm leaving again
I never been homeless
But I'm begging for change
Somewhere to go bury
My mortal remains
I lie to myself
But I'll tell you the truth
I'm looking for something
But thinking of you
And even though I can't stay
Even though I must go
Even now I'm on a path
Of peril and woe
Even though we were lovers
Even when we foes
Even then I hoped someday
Even though, even though
I question the answers
I question my life
I once saw a gentleman
Going home with my wife
I been under the gun
I been under the knife
And I'm hoping for a comeback
In the afterlife
And even though I can't stay
Even though I must go
Even now I'm on a path
Of peril and woe
Even though we were lovers
Even when we were foes
Even then I hoped someday
Even though, even though
|
||||
King Commoner Los Angeles, California
Americana with electronica, made in LA.
If you like King Commoner, you may also like:
Dakota Blue Moon
by Jackson Harden
Gorgeous acoustic Americana from North Carolina, stripped-back and sublime.
go to album
Papa Bear Sings Baby Bear a Lullaby in a Bearhouse
by Hige Kuma
Raucous jams from this Austin artist with hooks so immediate, they bury themselves in your brain.
go to album
Tides of a Teardrop
by Watchhouse (formerly Mandolin Orange)
The forthcoming album from Mandolin Orange blends rustic Americana melodies with aching, orchestral arrangements.
go to album
Meet Me at the River
by Dawn Landes
On “Meet Me By the River,” Dawn Landes’s self-described “Nashville record,” buoyant country melodies settle deep into lush instrumentation.
go to album
Forever Only Idaho
by Harrison Lemke
Big, strummy songs that recall the heart-on-sleeve earnestness and lo-fi glory of early Mountain Goats.
go to album
Caught Up On A Feeling
by Veronica Stanton
Stunningly beautiful orchestral folk songs with just a hint of country, delivered with heart-on-sleeve immediacy.
go to album
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves.
go to album
