Golden Melodies

from Down The Spine - EP by Carry Me Home

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Far from the isle where the time is stuck
And the stories are still told
There's a man who has fill his soul with something else
Something you can only understand
By walking many miles
At the age of twenty
He found the right tool, a small piece of wood
Able to make many goods

For him
All he needs now
Is four strings

Everything has a price
True misfit he didn’t trust in gift
But the dice has been cast
And he never, asked for it
Gifted
Faster than the tongue
He doesn’t need a word
To get through your heart

For him
All he needs now
Is four strings

Be there or not
He doesn’t care much (X2)

Everyday a different place
Different ways to play his game
Different town to know, to grow
But not to bound
Walking while playing
Walking while playing
Walking while playing for you

For him
All he needs now
Is four strings

Ain't a teacher (Ain’t a teacher)
Ain't a preacher (Ain't a preacher)
He is a player
And he plays (And he plays)

Nothing can (Nothing can)
Get to him (Get to him)
Except the sound of
The golden melodies

For him
All he needs now
Is four strings

Be there or not
He doesn’t care much (X3)

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from Down The Spine - EP, track released December 10, 2016

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Carry Me Home est un trio de rough country/folk de Montréal.

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