There's A Bluebird In My Heart
by Running Red Lights
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Mulberry Love
05:46
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She is bare on my red velvet chair flung out like a rug
And though I know she is barbed like a wire
I am tempted to touch
She's a lady of shipwrecks, my god, how she hurts
But as a man I am damned with desire for her
For her sweet pheromone skin
I am flesh in her sun
'cause I cannot resist her
Mulberry Love
No I cannot resist her
Mulberry Love
Oh she leaves and arrives like the skies of a rolling storm
And while away she will play planting and watering wars
But oh how she molds to my lips like a comfortable shirt
And I cannot lie, I would die for a mouthfull of her
For her sweet pheromone skin
I am flesh in her sun
'cause I cannot resist her
Mulberry Love
No I cannot resist her Mulberry Love
No I cannot resist her Mulberry Love
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In Parentheses
03:57
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Melding shapes against a ruby sky
That was you and I
Unspooled and scarless we were
Shatterproof against the wild world
God, your smile girl
Could silence vanity
But life let go just like an
avalanche
One last dance and our love was
vanished
Now you're a precious name in my
parentheses
You'll forever live in the footnotes of my memory
You, my love, will always be
My favourite apostrophe
I'll remember you
So remember me
In parentheses
One sip of gin and I will think of you
How you used to get drunk on
Tanqueray and
Climb on the tavern bar and sing a song
We'd all sing along
"Baby we were born to run!"
You, my love, will always be
My favourite apostrophe
I'll remember you
So remember me
In parentheses
So if you get a feeling now and then
and you're wonderin'
Who's thinking of you, know its
Somebody fixed in the parentheses
of your narrative, in the footnotes of your memory
You my love will always be
(first moves)
My favourite apostrophe (fixed eyes)
I'll remember you (drawn out...)
So remember me (...goodbyes)
In parentheses
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3. |
Under The Wire
04:13
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I thought my heart had seen its last days
I gave up on giving it away
'Cause I was walking down a jilted lover’s road
And there was no turning back…so I was told
No, there was no going back so I was told
Once the grip of hurting had its hold
Those cold, shiver girls of stone
They crushed my heart and chilled my bones
It was burnt ash, black as coal
In my broken, high-heel-trampled soul
'Til there you were, like a river, babe
You carried all my blues away
Oh, your love came in under the wire
Drowned in a river of tears
I was played out beyond my years
The needle moved the record 'round the same old song
My body buried in the mud
I was almost dead, the trench was dug
I was waiting for the darkness to
descend on me
But, while I was waiting on that goodbye train
Umbrella up, you fought the rain
You ushered me out of the cold
Baby, you saved my soul
You know
Oh, your love came in under the wire
Your love, your love, your love, your love, your love came in under the wire
Oh, your love came in under the wire
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Dear Liza
05:12
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Roll away, roll away your boulder Dear Liza
I have turned every stone and damned if I can find you (So where could you be?)
Now all the birds singing blue ‘cause I miss you, Dear Liza
And these hands on my chest, they don't feel a beat without you,
without you
There's a hole in my heart, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
In the shape of you
If the walls of these halls could talk they'd say “Dear Liza
There's a fool on the floor and he's crying for the memory of you and what use to be”
I forged a future of failures when I hurt you, Dear Liza
And who I've been and who I am will be nothing again without you,
without you
There's a hole in my heart, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
In the shape of you
Why do clocks carry on? Why does day bring the sun when it hurts so much?
Why are birds in the sky? Why are stars shooting by when it hurts so much?
Why do lovers in the night still hold each tight when it hurts so much?
Why does life play along as if
nothing is wrong when it hurts so much?
There's a hole in my heart, Dear Liza, Dear Liza
In the shape of you
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Love Letter Airplanes
04:01
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Somewhere in New York City you are lying with new lovers
And I'll be sleeping on that thought tonight
Somewhere the moon is leaning into your open window
Illuminating her in perfect light
Tonight I'm drowning in a sea
Of crumpled paper memories
And my tears, like sour milk, are spilling thick upon these pages of lies of love you wrote and I believed
So I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Torn paper love letter airplanes tonight
I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Heartbreakin' love letter airplanes tonight
6 months in New York City and I am heavy with contrition
And as loveless as the night stand by my bed
Down here your stars are dropping like brilliant diamond boulders
Unloading all your wishes on my head
Tonight I'm drowning in a sea
Of blank paper apologies
And my words, like dried up milk, are reading stale upon these pages
Cause there's nothing I can say that you'll believe
So I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Torn paper love letter airplanes tonight
I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Heartbreaking love letter airplanes tonight
"Your beauty is enduring like the bed beneath the river.
Oh, to be a stone along your water's edge."
Such sweet words on these pages for my pain to empty over and wonder which of them were truly meant
So I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Torn paper love letter airplanes tonight
I'm flyin' love letter airplanes tonight
Heartbreaking love letter airplanes tonight
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Parlour Cafe
04:27
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Oh, the mountains have folded
The bird is back in its cage
I’m back tending bar at The Parlour Cafe
Sweeping bottlecap ashtrays, repeat and repeat
Patching holes in my sky where my stars used to be
And I lose
I lose
Now the bar is full of ladies for the 2AM draw
Who’s getting who, Ms. Lonely or Mr. Loneliest-Of-All
In the arms of a stranger, they all sink like a stone
‘cause they’re all scared of dying, or dying alone
And they lose
Oh, how they lose
You take what you can to comfort your blues
Cocaine or cowboys, it don’t matter to you
All your tenderness is broken ‘cause you’ve been hard on your knees
You’ve been swimming in shit, girl, as deep as the sea
And you lose
Oh, how you lose
And we lose
Oh, how we lose
Oh, the mountains have folded
The bird is back in its cage
I’m back tending bar at The Parlour Cafe
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Boxcar Telegrams
04:24
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Warm in this narrow car I lie
Spinnin' wheels move me further into night
Cold train is rollin' me along
Back to the old Queen, 3 times her weight in stone
And I don't want to go
Back to my city bed to lie
Through window square watching bodies speeding by
To the poet stirring rackets in my mind
Where days empty into winter whiskey nights
And I don't want to go, no I don't wanna go
So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones
Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home
Cause I don't wanna go
No I don't wanna go
Home
Back far from BC timber lines
To inner voices and disapproving eyes
From a sea of summer backroad country miles
To a grave of unborn concrete piles
And I don't wanna go, no I don't wanna go
So leave me in Yukon mountains to rest my hurried bones
Silver Springs wash the fuel of youth that drives me home
Cause I don't wanna go
No I don't wanna go
The night comes black and forest falls to ash and stone
Over iron hills the train begins to slow and I am back once more,
Back where I belong
But I don't wanna go
Home
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By Your Side
04:47
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Days repeat themselves for those who wait...
Wait for stones to roll with nothing more than gravity
Like you, you tie yourself to open doors
And smile at those who pass, who squint their eyes to see your face
Watch them go
Seizing lives unknown
Leaving you alone
Leaving you behind
But I'm...
I'm gonna stand by your side
We, we tried our best to beat the age
When one gets comfortable cheating games of solitaire
But we're old, we're older than when we were young
Closer to the ground and further from the fading sun
Now it's almost dark
The bluebird in your heart and every ice cold star in the sky
Has left you blind but I'm...
I'm gonna stand by your side
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9. |
Run Away
05:05
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Run away, lets run away
Till this town fades into nothing
Run away, lets run away
Lets take a chance on something
You're the only joy I found
In this godforsaken town
But I've never seen you laughing
So run away, lets run away
Cause all that stays is dying,
dying, dying
I wanna run away
I wanna run away
I wanna run away with you
These high-school glory days,
And all these quiet town clichés,
And wasted faces down in the
gutters
It's thickening our skin
I feel the hardness setting in
We're rotting here just like the others
So lets run, run, run away
Till all these streets we know by
name
Will be nothing but a distant
memory
I wanna run away
I wanna run away
I wanna run away with you
Put your heart on wheels tonight
We got one big dream and one
headlight
Put your heart on wheels tonight
We got one big dream and one
headlight
While our love is young and our
blood is wild
We're gonna drive this life a
million miles
Put your heart on wheels tonight
Put your heart on wheels tonight
and Run away
I wanna run away
I wanna run away with you
Run away, lets run away
Lets take a chance on something
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10. |
Memory Bells
04:49
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As I watch the snow fall over Boston, a silver white and blue
I drink myself back to my youth and try to summon you
And as the radiator hums a grown-up tune
A memory, like a radio, is coming through
A rose-colored window with a
sentimental view
You and me high in the burning cold
Bottle rockets fired up and ready to go
I remember we were paranoid the whole damn world would blow
Now every winter sky has tales to tell
Every stormy night rings a memory bell
Every snow drop soaking through my shoes
The memory bells start ringin' and I'm back to you
Tonight the sky is black as carbon and the stars are shinin' through
The full moon smiles bright
polyester, insinuating June
And while the radiator hums a grown-up tune
A memory, like a radio, is coming through
A rose-colored window with a sentimental view
Rollin' on a blanket on a hot roof top
Drinkin' whiskey out of empty cans of pop
Drownin' out the world with your tape deck stereo
Now every summer sky has tales to tell
Every starry night rings a memory bell
Sun kissed sidewalks burnin' through my shoes
The memory bells start ringin' and I'm back to
First moves and fixed eyes,
and drawn-out goodbyes
Back to the burn of longing bones
When hearts stopped and lungs filled
Under half moons on Summer hills
Aching bodies and nothing in between
Back to suitcase dreams and Friday plans
To falling lace in nervous hands
My sleeveless flowered dress on canyon floors
Back before time turned on us
And changed our minds and love to dust
Before our wounds were too grown-up to mend
Back before the scent of rain
and startled memories in my brain
Of last goodbyes and looks of soft regret
Back before
Every teary sky had tales to tell
Every lonely night rang a memory bell
Every raindrop kindled thoughts of you
Before I needed memories to get back, I go back
When July summer skies have tales to tell
When ocean melodies rang a memory bell
Every lazy Sunday afternoon
Those memory bells start ringin' and I'm back to you
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11. |
A Damn Good Way To Go
04:46
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It's a cold turn when youth decays into a broken rhythm and time is spinning
And nothing is racing faster than a clock that's running down
So take on your twilight in the
distance with resistance
And go chasing shadows in the
moonlight tonight and
Count the stars, steal her heart
It's a damn good way to go
Dare to dance, take a chance
It's a damn good way to go
Kiss her porcelain skin down down down down to the bone
Throw your cares to the wind
It's a damn good way to go
I was a man of song too long inside my own head, just dreaming
And waiting, I was bottled like a firefly and burning out
But too many losses I have carried and buried
And out of the dust with cold
precision, came the wisdom that
Counting stars, stealing hearts
It's a damn good way to go
Dare to dance, take a chance
It's a damn good way to go
Kiss her porcelain skin down down down down to the bone
Throw your cares to the wind
It's a damn good way to go
Give it up and let it go
All your heart and all your soul
Used up and wrung out from the road
Its the only way
Its a damn good way to go
Its a cold turn when life decays into a broken rhythm and time is running out
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about
8 long years with a crowded narrative of misguidance, inflated industry promises and no meaningful body of work to stand upon, perhaps Toronto Indie Pop/Folk band Running Red Lights should have simply bent to the supposed will of the world and ceased to continue. However, in the twilight of 2012 RRL found the courage and the fight to try again. Widowed from any industry influence 'There's a Bluebird in My Heart' is the sound of a band surviving and winning. The multiplicity of the album demonstrates a practiced discipline of songwriting and seasoned musicality and yet every song shares a glaring cohesiveness that proves the band has found a definable sound. Produced by Running Red Lights in collaboration with Joshua Van Tassel (Royal Wood, Classified, Meghan Bonnell) and Mike McKyes (Jennifer Kee, Clayton Healey, When Systems Collide) the album’s charm lies in the hard-won exuberance behind its creation.
The leading single 'Mulberry Love' has drawn comparisons as far-ranging as 'Americana' Fleetwood Mac, Jeff Buckley and Chrissie Hynde, while the proposed second single 'Under the Wire' parallels the roots rock sounds of 'The Band' and 'Alabama Shakes'. An overall presence of ethereal softness is showcased in the climatic, Grizzly Bear-esque 'By Your Side', while 'Love Letter Airplanes', 'In Parenthesis,' and 'A Damn Good Way to Go' demonstrate the band’s affection for big pop melody. On the contrary, the undressed and raw 'Parlour Cafe' is perhaps the most stirring gem on the album, candidly recorded in one take, live off the floor to the warmth of analog tape, the song is a powerful ballad illustrating the band’s propensity for the melancholy.
Apart from the harmonious pairing of the blues/folk influenced voice of Scarlett Flynn with the R&B/Jeff Buckley persuaded voice of Kevin Howley, perhaps the most definable element of the album’s sound is in the euphonious backbone of the guitar. RRL's guitarist David Puzak has a melodic quality to his playing that has the combined characteristics of The Edge, James Honeymoon Scott and John Mayer. His unique voice stands alone with the real potential to sway a new generation of guitar players. Lastly and moreover, bass player Jeff Carter and drummer Kevin Howley shape a groove-driven rhythmic foundation that combines the varied stylings of Southern Rock, Country, Pop and R&B.
The band is expected to debut the album via an online live stream Podcast on January 14, 2014 followed by a tour of Southern Ontario & Quebec, ending with a CD launch party at Theatre Passe Muraille in Toronto on January 31st. For a complete band bio and further information on the release go to runningredlights.com
The leading single 'Mulberry Love' has drawn comparisons as far-ranging as 'Americana' Fleetwood Mac, Jeff Buckley and Chrissie Hynde, while the proposed second single 'Under the Wire' parallels the roots rock sounds of 'The Band' and 'Alabama Shakes'. An overall presence of ethereal softness is showcased in the climatic, Grizzly Bear-esque 'By Your Side', while 'Love Letter Airplanes', 'In Parenthesis,' and 'A Damn Good Way to Go' demonstrate the band’s affection for big pop melody. On the contrary, the undressed and raw 'Parlour Cafe' is perhaps the most stirring gem on the album, candidly recorded in one take, live off the floor to the warmth of analog tape, the song is a powerful ballad illustrating the band’s propensity for the melancholy.
Apart from the harmonious pairing of the blues/folk influenced voice of Scarlett Flynn with the R&B/Jeff Buckley persuaded voice of Kevin Howley, perhaps the most definable element of the album’s sound is in the euphonious backbone of the guitar. RRL's guitarist David Puzak has a melodic quality to his playing that has the combined characteristics of The Edge, James Honeymoon Scott and John Mayer. His unique voice stands alone with the real potential to sway a new generation of guitar players. Lastly and moreover, bass player Jeff Carter and drummer Kevin Howley shape a groove-driven rhythmic foundation that combines the varied stylings of Southern Rock, Country, Pop and R&B.
The band is expected to debut the album via an online live stream Podcast on January 14, 2014 followed by a tour of Southern Ontario & Quebec, ending with a CD launch party at Theatre Passe Muraille in Toronto on January 31st. For a complete band bio and further information on the release go to runningredlights.com
credits
released January 14, 2014
All songs written/performed by Running Red Lights - Scarlett Flynn/Kevin Howley/David Puzak/Jeff Carter
Produced by Kevin Howley and RRL with loving co-production by Joshua Van Tassel and Mike McKyes
Recorded @ Grove Productions by Mike McKyes in Bright's Grove, Ontario and at The Jamnasium II by Kevin Howley in Toronto, Ontario
-except "Parlour Cafe": Engineered by Joshua Van Tassel and "Love Letter Airplanes": Engineered by Brian Moncarz (drums & piano), Mike McKyes (drums), Vezi Tayyeb (wurlitzer), and Kevin Howley (vocals)
Mixed by Joshua Van Tassel - www.joshuavt.com
Mastered by Reuben Ghose @ Mojito Mastering - mojitomastering.com
All songs written/performed by Running Red Lights - Scarlett Flynn/Kevin Howley/David Puzak/Jeff Carter
Produced by Kevin Howley and RRL with loving co-production by Joshua Van Tassel and Mike McKyes
Recorded @ Grove Productions by Mike McKyes in Bright's Grove, Ontario and at The Jamnasium II by Kevin Howley in Toronto, Ontario
-except "Parlour Cafe": Engineered by Joshua Van Tassel and "Love Letter Airplanes": Engineered by Brian Moncarz (drums & piano), Mike McKyes (drums), Vezi Tayyeb (wurlitzer), and Kevin Howley (vocals)
Mixed by Joshua Van Tassel - www.joshuavt.com
Mastered by Reuben Ghose @ Mojito Mastering - mojitomastering.com
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Running Red Lights Toronto, Ontario
Born into a space between the notes of Fleetwood Mac and the words of Sylvia Plath. We are Running Red Lights. Back in 2006 we were on our way to catch a train when we we fell into yesterday's sunset...
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