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Days Done and Gone
05:51
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Eyes open wide in the back of my mind
Kept my hope inside, held close it to my chest
I’ve been trying to cry, but I must confess
I sleep where I lie, despite my unrest
The trees in the forest sway together as one
As I whisper the chorus of praise gone unsung
What’s brought before us cannot be undone
What lies in store you’ll never outrun
I’m at my best, in the weeds of distress
I wasn’t depressed but my fire was burning out
I wanted to rest, run and hide underground
God bless this mess of my own design
I’ve dodged my old haunts and now I’m a lost cause
Stumbled past bones & blood on my way out of town
The tears come-a-flooding because my levee’s broke down
Now my well’s full of nothing but days done & gone
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A Machine From God
05:06
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Blow away the settled dust, unearth your deepest memories
Your purpose will reveal itself in idle reverie
Perfection is a fatal flaw that’ll never be achieved
Aiming for a false ideal just beyond your reach
Machina Ex Deo
Reconstruct your shattered hope one fragment at a time
Did you notice how the light reflects the glimmer in your eye?
There’s a vital vein flowing through cracked & crooked lines
From mended faults and stented tubes grow the seeds of a
revival
Wide awake, mouth agape, in awe of dying stars
Clawed and scraped you can’t escape the skin beneath your
scars
In fits and starts and mismatched parts you’re a mangled work
of broken art
By connecting all the orphan dots, your hands have built a
machine from God
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Soil & Sentiment
05:58
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Trapped in an echo chamber
Force fed your falsehoods to no end
Soil & sentiment creep down crumbling walls
Hollow words that hold no meaning at all
Your faith soundly sleeps
In a land of make believe
Head buried deep
Drowning in your lonesome tears
We see through your window dressing
From the outside looking in
Swaddled in a blanket of your own ambivalence
Sooner or later everything fades in the distance
The path of least resistance
Is an all too familiar road
Cosmic debt won’t provide sustenance
It’ll deliver you straight to that rabbit hole
Oh what could have been?
If we pretended to believe
A forever fever dream
Tucked in so tight you can’t feel a thing
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Frozen Moon
03:34
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It came to light, a moment of truth
Like a distant satellite peering through
Clear as day, the wind’s music played
for the trees while they gently swayed
Beneath the Frozen Moon
What remains of eve’s translucent gloom
Dead leaves shrouded by morn’s residue
Branches bare, shivering and scared
The woods were unaware
Beneath the frozen Moon
The clouds obscured impending noon
Tomorrow grew slowly, still it came too soon
My shadow was shaken, unwilling to awaken
I couldn’t feel my cold heart breaking
Beneath the frozen moon
Under the weather, I’m as light as a feather
Beneath the frozen moon
Floating forever, drifting high among the heavens
Beneath the frozen moon
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Being There
04:46
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Just being there is all your heart can bare
Though it feels like it’s not enough
Your dry, worn skin through thick & thin
Can heal with the slightest touch
Being there even when the world’s got you down
Being there with both feet on the ground
Being there when your soul’s full of doubt
Being there day in and day out
Mind & spirit may have left the building
But the show must still go on
Faintly present, your sweet caress, it
Pulls us back into your loving arms
Been down this road, don’t know where it’ll go
Feeling lost and unredeemed
Keep driving on, past the setting sun
Steady hands guiding the steering wheel
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Nothing Left
03:16
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Don’t know where to begin, don’t know where to begin
I was broke and I was bent, I was at my wits’ last end
I had nothing left to give, nothing left to give
I tried to take a breath but I had nothing left
It takes the thickest skin, it takes the strongest wings
To rise above this distress like a ghostly silhouette
Your world was crashing in, your world was crashing in
I didn’t have the strength and my heart felt emptiness
My cup filled past its brim, my cup filled past its brim
I was an overflowing mess when all you needed was a rest
It echoed through my ribs, it echoed through my ribs
Pain’s fleeting soft caress rang like tender resonance
The light was getting dim, the light was getting dim
Forsaken and helpless, we awaited the sunset
My will was wearing thin, hanging by a string
I was out of my depth, I was in over my head
I had nothing left to give
You’re my everything, you’re my everything
Despite all this despair
Your love is always there
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When You Were Crying
03:33
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When you were crying just now
I’m sorry that I let you down
My inner voice has given out
Those unspoken words weren’t much help
I wish you could hear me scream and shout
So my silence doesn’t nourish your self-doubt
I wanted to soothe your pain but I didn’t quite know how
When you were crying just now
When you were crying back then
I was stuck inside my head
I wanted your heartache to end
But all that you needed was a friend
If only I could’ve been more present
And, difficult as it was, embrace the moment
I’d have done all in my power to erase your torment
When you were crying back then
When I see you crying again
I don’t want to make empty promises
Know that I’ve got two shoulders to lend:
One to carry the load and the other for your cheek to rest
Let’s find solace in the silence
It’s your sorrow that I hope to mend
I just want your heartache to come to an end
When I see you crying again
Your tears won’t drown your sorrow
Your tears won’t dull the pain
Your tears may return tomorrow
But so will my loving embrace
So will my loving embrace
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Matt Gower Ottawa, Ontario
For over 20 years, Matt Gower has been involved in the Ottawa music community. In that time, Matt has performed with Garage Folk band Capital Grass and the No Men, folk duo Fathom the Sea as well as solo gigs around the National Capital Region. Along Matt’s musical journey, a constant thread has held true: nothing carries more meaning than connecting with an audience through the power of song. ... more
Matt Gower recommends:
Don't Wait for the Mountain
by Capital Grass and the No Men
Capital Grass and the No Men push the limits of roots rock & folk music to create an energetic genre they like to call "Garage Folk".
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