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Songs of the Vanished

by Tim Cameron

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In the dark, in the snow, I am sleeping, I am frozen In the sun, come the dawn, I am breathing, I am golden And in the field, the lonely field, we are sowing, we are sowing And on the soil, little stars: ever knowing, ever growing Though doom may devour me, don't mourn Come the thaw, we shall all be reborn Heed my tribe And the seed shall rise Till our season dies Through the crack, through the loam, we are pushing, gently pushing And we'll amass, we will attack, river rushing, river rushing We are one, we are the wheel, we are diving like the raven Never fear, no never fear, little Hayven, little Hayven Their daggers will reap us in vain From this earth, we will leap forth again Heed my tribe And the seed shall rise Out of the grieving skies Pours a paradise Till our season dies
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Receiving Me 03:41
Act now, or you'll forever suffer Don't miss this offer, I insist Rewrite the story of your future Before the great plot twist I am the prophet of the signal Script doctor sowing up your holes If you stay tuned and never touch that dial You'll never die alone Behold the herald of the coming Of a very special episode Soon, all the B-list unbelievers Will reap what they have sown Are you receiving me, receiving me? Do you believe in me, believe in me! I will be your TV guide tonight Dancing round the edges of your frail firelight Each day, we pray for syndication One show, in everlasting life While up above, our long-ascended heroes Cascade across the sky So act now, and join the constellation One by one, we're coming out to shine! One truth is going to play on every station 'Cause this is our prime time Are you receiving me, receiving me? Do you believe in me, believe in me! I will be your TV guide tonight Dancing round the edges of your frail firelight Are you receiving me, receiving me? Believe in me, believe in me! I will be your TV guide tonight Dancing round the edges of your frail firelight
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Godmother 03:47
Just call me god, or call me mother: either way, you're not wrong I run the house: the house of Hedon where the freaks all belong The wine is high; the beds are heavy with some very good friends This is the house where the pleasure never ends We cherish every breathless moment like we're on our death rope Oh ma cherie, it gets so easy when you give up all hope For there are angels in our bad angles, my dear It's a lovely way to kill the fear If you should chafe at how your life is always buttoned so tight Come find yourself - and several others - under cover of night You're not a wife, you're not a mother: let's no longer pretend Here in the house where the pleasure never ends We are the light that chases every lying shadow away To leave the truth: that we will everyone be shambling some day But there are roses that bloom on bodies And salves to absolve us of all our little follies And love will find us a-sleeping together Our hearts bound up in a skein of wet leather And this shall be our sweet prison forever and ever, my friends Here in the house where the pleasure never ends
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Sin Eater 03:53
I gave up all I had, now I am alone And I die when something dumb reminds me of home But if all I have is love and lantern light At least I know I need not fear the night It broke my heart that evening I said goodbye And I saw no understanding brighten her eyes Crying why, love, why, when everything's so right? I do it so You need not fear the night Please kick at me and spit on me And cast me out alone I have eaten up the sins of the world So you might be absolved I am walking, walking: desert, barrow and hill But it's not so far till I'll forever be still I will take with me that shame we hold so tight Just so, my dear We need not fear the night
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O Captain! 05:50
That Sunday when I came back, you would not believe it Tried to stop from hoping, frightened of the pain Of letting your gate open, only for the demon To rush inside your soul as I left you again But it was all for nothing, 'cause I never came back Just a simulacrum standing in my shoes Missing something vital: memories of laughter Innocence and heartache This is what you lose Darling, I wish I could remember how I felt Before there was a war When I was someone else I swore I wouldn't cry But now I don't know if I even could They took my open eyes and stopped them up with blood Someone's got to stand there, perfect as a pillar Holding down his terror, propping up the wall Watching as the dead tide beats against the boundary Waiting to be drowned by some abhorrent squall O, let me be your captain; trust in me, my brothers Till I leave you lying fallow on the field And those of us who come back: no one meets our eyes now Frightened of the scars so artfully concealed Darling, I wish I could remember how you felt Before there was a war When I was someone else You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea I swore to keep you safe But who of us will keep you safe from me? You have to understand: the hero is the one who gives himself His body may return But he is someone else You turn into your hate, as surely as the swelling of the sea I swore to keep you safe But who of us will keep you safe from me?
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If you're lost, you're not alone All you need is one good doctor I will slice and I will mend There's no sickness that I can't solve From this hand, you'll spring anew Though the meek will call you monster Will it hurt? Oh it'll hurt But that's how we all evolve Listen close - there is a code In the crackle of the counter: Only change can light the road Leading out of our great despair There are worlds beyond the world There are rhymes in every raindrop Give me tools and give me time And one day, I'll take you there Who can save us from purity? Darwin, Darwin! Who can light up your soul? Darwin, Darwin! Ooh, it's growing inside of me Beyond my control Chaos came, and with a scream Paradise was rent asunder We are cursed to walk this earth Till the sinner can heal the saved Ugly boy, don't be afraid As the ether pulls you under You will wake a work of art Made whole by my shining blade Who can save us from purity? Darwin, Darwin! Who can light up your soul? Darwin, Darwin! Oooh, it's glowing inside of me Beyond my control If you're lost, you're not alone All you need is one good doctor I will slice and I will mend There's no sin that I can't absolve We will soar above the world All electric in our wonder Will it hurt? Oh it'll hurt But that's how we all evolve Yeah, that's how we all evolve
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Father Time 03:29
Scout and me are having some quality time The barricade is holding; the weather is fine And I know some day I'll be a stranger in her eyes But right now, my girl is a very good friend of mine She's growing up as fast as she possibly can She cocks her little shotgun just like her old man It's a shame most heroes never stand the test of time But right now, my girl is a very good friend of mine You can't tell me nothing worth the winning goes away It goes away But that don't mean we can't get used to living for today I just remember what my old man used to say: Don't cry for the setting sun when the day's not yet begun Old father time, you're a very good friend of mine There's a big ol' world beyond this perimeter fence And way too many holes in our inner defense So give her love and ammo and some basic martial arts And she'll be fine; gonna break all the young boys' hearts One more slip and daddy's fit to crawl up from the ground I always hoped that she would be the one to gun me down But you know your kids can't follow every step you take Gotta set them free to make their own mistakes So you can't tell me nothing worth the winning goes away It goes away But that don't mean we can't get used to living for today Just remember what your old man used to say: Don't cry for the setting sun when that ol' day's not yet begun Old father time, you're a very good friend of mine Father time, you're a very good friend of mine
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Hate is what you learn when your teacher cheats you When the one you trust is the snake that eats you Leaving nothing more than a skin of smiling wounds And hate is all we found when we woke in mourning Born into the fall with a dead sky dawning Twisted up inside from our mothers' poisoned wombs Daddy made a mess, but he could have saved us Ah but no, his folly and greed betrayed us We who live in heaven will leave our children hell; If hate is all I know, then my daddy taught me well Picture how it was in the growing thunder Traders in the pit screaming out their numbers Covering their ears till the roof went tumbling in And Jesus never came, but the dead kept rising Blossoms on the wind that you feared surviving Nothing to bequeath but the wages of your sin Oh, once I was a boy, and my hope still shivered Fragile little faun not too long delivered Trembling in the ditch where the dead and dying dwell If hate is all I know, then my daddy taught me well Don't go near the apple tree I know it isn't meant for me For knowledge is a savage tool When carried in the hands of fools Our father blew a bitter breeze No apple in Hesperides Was spared his all-consuming lust We'll never know if heaven might have welcomed us So who shall be the snake in this broken Eden? Come to my embrace, and you'll soon be sleeping Join the lullaby of a million mourning bells If hate is all I know, then my daddy taught me well
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My King 04:07
It's at least seven miles since the godless defile Where the raiders had left me for dead On the kind of a night where the kids shake in fright And make fortresses under their beds Still, a song keeps me warm as I crawl through the storm Though it steals every line that I sing I love you, I hear you, my king As in Hansel and Gretel, a trail of rose petals Is snaking back into the wood And there's no hint of fear in the eyes of the deer Drawn to me by the salt in my blood As I choke out the tune that my grandfather crooned; When I fell, it would soothe every sting I love you, I hear you, my king I love you, I hear you, my king If every rhyme has a reason Something divine to believe in Then those who die are still living Carried on the waves There's no light from the town, only night so profound It could bury the brow of the hill But the music that blows from the houses below Tells me whole hearts are beating there still Lovers weaving their symphonies, keener than winter To keep them alive till the spring I love you, I hear you, my king I love you, I hear you, my king I love you, I hear you, my king If every rhyme has a reason Something divine to believe in Then those who die are still living Carried on the waves In a world beyond hope, we float with the ocean; We fall and then rise and then fall But the songs of the vanished still echo unblemished Though all else is long past recall I can count every breath between me and my death But I still have enough for one thing: I love you, I hear you, my king I love you, I hear you, my king I'll always be near you, my king
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They call me Mr Snips Fond of sinking ships Ah, but don't hold that against me, I implore I hear they sing my praise When they brave my waves As if prayer could make the fish forgive the shore How you scrape and fawn, with your cassocks on; Such a waste of breath, your childish piety For if I ever heed your call, you'll wonder why you called at all Hey, every ship is bound to sink eventually! Am I the perfect god? I never ride rough-shod Upon your grudges or lascivious delights And you can scream my name whenever you're in ecstasy or pain And no lightning bolt will strip you of your sight Ah, but I will claim my dues A bond you can't refuse When the cloud begins to glower on the sea And soon, I'm going to rip your sails Falling round your legs like wedding veils Hey, you can run, but in the end you'll come to me Oh god, we're going down! Maybe it is not too bad to drown If you don't fight, it can be peaceful, I have heard But what's that shadow now, rising off the port and starboard bow? It's a mountain, it's a monster, it's absurd! Oh tell me what you want, my lord! Say the word, I'll be your sword! Take my faith if you'll just save me and my girl! Well, I never met an atheist at sea But if you want to pray, don't pray to me: I'm just the biggest fucking lobster in the world! On the killing swell Tiny caravels Crave my mercy as they battle with the waves But soft, you godly fools Sweet little dumplings in my gruel Unless you hunger for a cruel inconstant grave!

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released November 14, 2017

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Tim Cameron Santa Monica, California

Tim Cameron hails from Liverpool, England, and now lives in Santa Monica. He is a songwriter and composer for commercials and film, with clients ranging from the Clyfford Still Museum to the Navajo Nation.

His latest album, Hiker Midnight, tells the story of his 2400-mile hike from Mexico to Canada on the Pacific Crest Trail.

Email at tim@timcameronmusic.com
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