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Live Take (Demo)

by David Stone

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1.
I hope one day, you don’t regret loving me, even if I’m the one to blame. For every earthquake, every flood of mistakes, when I know, I couldn’t change for my own good. Maybe, we’re just dreaming, wounding healing, wake up screaming, your still with me. Buckled to the past, a locomotive on the tracks, the boxcars carry every memory that we have. The train keeps getting longer, reaching back but we grow stronger, pulling forward still with everything we have. Maybe, we’re just dreaming, wounding healing, wake up screaming, your still with me. I know one day, this will all just be a memory, a fleeting glimpse of what we used to be. And though you’re just one star, in this great constellation, you’ll always be the one for which I seek. Maybe, we’re just dreaming, wounding healing, wake up screaming, your still with me. Buckled to the past, a locomotive on the tracks, the boxcars carry every memory that we have. The train keeps getting longer, reaching back but we grow stronger, pulling forward still with everything we have. I hope one day, you don’t regret loving me, even if I’m the one to blame. For every earthquake, every flood of mistakes, when I know, I couldn’t change for my own good. Maybe, we’re just dreaming, wounding healing, wake up screaming, your still with me.
2.
The smell of winter on, a hundred acre hill, he lights his cigarette, and prays for the will, to swallow the stones in his throat, and lay down his rope, to walk the path he came by, instead of letting himself die. I wonʼt pretend, the broken will mend, if I end my life here today. I need your strength, more than anything, and youʼd never want it this way. I canʼt pretend, I could see you again, if I tried to join to today. I need your voice more than anything, but Iʼll just have to wait. The breath of summer gone, and mid harvest near, he pulls out a jar of ashes and, heʼll spread them here, oh just as the earth turns below him, heʼll carry on, and oh as the sun rises each dawn his, brother is gone. I wonʼt pretend, the broken will mend, if I end my life here today. I need your strength, more than anything, and youʼd never want it this way. I canʼt pretend, I could see you again, if I tried to join to today. I need your voice more than anything, but Iʼll just have to wait.
3.
Cast your light, colours burst across the darkness in my life, holding tight, the roots around my heart become entwined, strengthening the wonder growing deep inside. Works of art, take my hand Iʼll take you to the stars, your apart, a canvas once forgotten in the dark, now echoing with passion from an ever growing spark. I remembered those eyes, but I was taken away by your smile, your charm and beauty are one of a kind, and while your wonderful ways drive me wild, girl I still canʼt believe that your mine, you put power back in these lines. Lost inside, awakening is falling deep into the dream that we canʼt hide, freezing time, your kiss forgets the world it leaves behind, in this place where physics stand to be denied. As if we met, repeating disbelief and yet so willing to accept, I never guessed, a winters night could melt the ice inside my chest, whether by fate or chance we live without regret. I remembered those eyes, but I was taken away by your smile, your charm and beauty are one of a kind, and while wonderful ways drive me wild, girl I still canʼt canʼt believe that your mine, you put power back back in these lines. Victoria I remembered those eyes, but I was taken away by your smile, your charm and beauty are one of a kind, and while wonderful ways drive me wild, girl I still canʼt canʼt believe that your mine, you put power back back in these lines.
4.
Guarding the heart you had, steel bones and armor clad. Muddy water in the well, dull toll of a rusting bell. Villain attempts redemption, heart and mind a once seized engine. Failures brought to new light, canʼt run away with an arrow in my spine. Broken at light of day, thieves prey on my mistakes. Wake in a distressful haze, to bang your sword off your shield again. Cannot repair whatʼs already gone, weight of the past will not fall off. Fumble to rebuild with what remains, be crushed or from those weights build strength. You are a diamond tossed, amongst the scores of polished rocks. Shine bright beneath the rough, you are the strongest one. Broken at light of day, thieves prey on my mistakes. Wake in a distressful haze, to bang your sword off your shield again. Choking on my mistakes, thieves flee when I awake. Stand with uncanny grace, and bang you sword off your shield again.
5.
Hold me for always, and dark days in your heart. You carried my burdens on your shoulders from the start. Riches that cannot be bought, lessons we both learned and taught, you gave me a life for to live, but nothing prepared me for this. I know, we wonʼt always see eye to eye on things that we say. Still I know, you support me and I support you on dreams that we chase. Riches that cannot be bought, lessons we both learned and taught, you gave me a life for to live, but nothing prepared me for this.
6.
Cave (live) 03:26
Iʼll find myself a place, to hide my body in, of salt the air will taste, while rocks abrade my skin. The tides will tell the time, where Iʼll forget the sun, and write by candle light, until Iʼve burned each one. And Iʼll dream, wide awake, of your ribs, like a cage. For your blood, and your breath, I will haunt, myself till death. I will erode away, just leave myself behind, before me separate, my body soul and mind. Reflection long since gone, unbiased hands have I, refashion what Iʼve lost, with no self as a guide. And Iʼll dream, wide awake, of your ribs, like a cage. For your blood, and your breath, I will haunt, myself till death. Though the molten wax, will burn my finger tips at first, it will harden fast, and numb me as it covers. This pale statue cast, in the image of myself, plotting out my last, ditch efforts to escape. And Iʼll dream, wide awake, of your ribs, like a cage. For your blood, and your breath, I will haunt, myself till death.
7.
And so I told myself, if husband isnʼt in the cards for me, the greatest father I will be, no man dare stand preventing me. I understate my strength, yet never appear weak, provide far beyond your needs, come learn, grow and become you, beside me. Son low and behold I fear no monster, Daughter know the wolves fear me. So understand a lie, will only break us down, relationships are built upon firm grounds, of trust respect and love. Iʼll call you my hero, as I could begin to understand, the weight those words hold as they land, puzzling how could I humble this man. Iʼm out of the dressing room, passed through the halls, with quickening nervous yet power steps. Iʼm still that puzzled kid, jumping through door, out onto the ice terrified I wonʼt fill the shoes you, left behind. And he said.. Son low and behold I fear no monster, Daughter know the wolves fear me. Son low and behold I fear no monster, Daughter know the wolves fear me.
8.
Step into my hands, I’ll carry your weight, what little there is, you keep me breathless. You’re holding me awake, I’m holding you up, keep you in the light, what little there is, you keep me breathless, you keep me up. Rush over my throat; rest on my words, what little there are, when speaking is too hard. You hold the world away, I hold you giving up, the every part of it, what little there are, when speaking is too hard, I keep you up. So, haunt me when I’m all alone, steal away in some dark place in me, share with me my courage that you borrowed, lure me out and hook me by the cheek, haunt me with the beauty that I know. Haunt me when I’m all alone. Lay into my heart, spill over the ink, what little there is, spilled across the pages. You’re finding your place, I hold you opened up, the completely exposed, what little there is, I don’t already know, we keep it up. So, haunt me when I’m all alone, Steal away in some dark place in me, share with me my courage that you borrowed, lure me out and hook me by the cheek, haunt me with the beauty that I know. Haunt me when I’m all alone.
9.
There’s scuffs on the glass, from long morning drives, with the fog from your breath, you drew hearts and smiles. Human anatomy penned on the walls, at last resort truck stops, and big shopping malls. I laid on the sidewalk, in front of the bar, this towns seen me worse, and forgiven so far. I tried to drown my sorrow, but the bastard can swim, we made peace over breakfast, it is what it is. Roll your memories up like a reel, spent on vacations that never felt real. It’s impossible questions and effortless grace, the grandest of gestures at my rate of pay. There’s ruts in the carpet, where the bed used to sit, and holes in the door, from fights as a kid. The boxes are packed, and we’re running late, it’s not what you want, it’s what you create. Roll your memories up like a reel, spent on vacations that never felt real. It’s impossible questions and effortless grace, the grandest of gestures at my rate of pay. There’s scuffs on the glass, from long morning drives, with the fog from your breath, you drew hearts and smiles.
10.
Sing me to sleep, the crickets and their play. Morning smells like cigarettes and coffee, as you come into frame. Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by the towels on your line, conversations picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen cause I’m shy. Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink? Everything seems so small, maybe I just fill more space. I want to stay with you and watch the water, swallow up the rain. Clumsily the wind pulls at your chimes, stumbles by the towels on your line, conversations picks up just outside, I mostly sit and listen cause I’m shy. Do you recall the wasp that drowned, swimming in your drink?
11.
Roots (Live) 04:43
If it makes you sick, just to think of it, comply with another state of mind, and see what you can’t find. We bury our selves in the sand, we watch the tides come in and still don’t understand, we’ll start to drown, if we don’t dig ourselves back out. I’ve been told my soul belonged to one before, some sailor taken by the sea or swordsman killed in war, perhaps I was a gentleman, an artist or a crook, could I have been a black bear, gentle king among the woods. Love I’d tell you if I could. Till then I’m moving in on, and growing in up, and when I am cut down, I’ll leave my roots deep in the ground. If the hardest part is just to start, then shut your eyes, and see where your hands don’t reach. We graze the barrier again, we miss a couple things but find them in the end. When the hardest thing, is to remember how not to think, and to breathe without, knowing you’re of breathing. I’ve been told my soul belonged to one before, some sailor taken by the sea or swordsman killed in war, perhaps I was a gentleman, an artist or a crook, could I have been a black bear, gentle king among the woods. Love I’d tell you if I could. Till then I’m moving in on, and growing in up, and when I am cut down, I’ll leave my roots deep in the ground. When it’s the worst it’s been, worse than it ever seemed, search for the ones you need, just wait and see who you won’t meet. I’ve been told my soul belonged to one before, some sailor taken by the sea or swordsman killed in war, perhaps I was a gentleman, an artist or a crook, could I have been a black bear, gentle king among the woods. Love I’d tell you if I could. Till then I’m moving in on, and growing in up, and when I am cut down, I’ll leave my roots deep in the ground.

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A bunch of live (demo style) recordings of original songs.
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Original Release date was in 2013 - Songs added in 2015 & 2016 are labeled as such.

Cover Photo: Victoria Wallace.

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released August 10, 2013

David Stone: Guitars/Vocals/Music/Lyrics.

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