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Long, Dull, Sweet, Ache

by Tom Hayward

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1.
Take me to your town, come on let's go I'll take you to the south of Mexico Oh yeah, let's go Teach me to dance and teach me to sing Teach me to move to that rhythm Oh yeah, let's go I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her Take me to the place you love the most I'll take you to the coast we'll kiss in the sea spray Yeah, I'm a lucky man I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her I don't know if I could ever want another I don't know if I could ever need another I don't know if I could ever lose another like I lost her When I was a child I would gather stones Paint on her name and skip them across the creek into her backyard So Lord knows that I've got a worthy heart But it leads me down dead-end streets like how I desire you Oh how I desire you I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her I don't know if I could ever love another like I loved her I don't know if I could ever want another I don't know if I could ever need another I don't know if I could ever lose another like I lost her But honey we are worlds apart Honey we are worlds apart Honey we are worlds apart Honey we are worlds apart
2.
Like A Fool 02:35
If you're still here, I can't complain There's matches to spare, but no flame And the winter is coming in And the winter is coming in There's people who say this is a a myth We've got a handful of sand to build with And the tide is coming in And the tide is coming in But you kept me like a safety on a gun And spoke to me like I was the only one Then you left me alone, chilled me to the bone And then you cut me And I'll follow like a fool I'll follow like a fool I'll follow like a fool
3.
Well, it's November, and the streets are getting cold I called you from that payphone, when the liquor made me bold And I suppose I'm not the one keeping you warm And I suppose you gave me all I waited for I know your seas and shipwrecks, know what's washed up on your rocks You know my coast and lighthouse, the harbour where you dock And I suppose that I'd paint you in water colour And I suppose I'd put you before all the others Oh my gypsy soul You packed your bags and clicked your heels again And already I'm alone No pain could fill this hole No pain could fill this hole So open up your windows and open up your doors I lose her every morning but I left the night before And I suppose that I'd paint you in water colour And I suppose I'd put you before all the others Oh my gypsy soul You packed your bags and clicked your heels again And already I'm alone No pain could fill this hole No pain could fill this hole I still remember the sweetness of the water The colour that your eyes made In the summer rain you felt like a newborn Just like a newborn And oh my gypsy soul You packed your bags and clicked your heels again And already I'm alone No pain could fill this hole No pain could fill this hole

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This album is a compilation of three tracks, written long ago, that never got the treatment they deserved. Please share.

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released November 25, 2012

Copyright: Tom Hayward 2012
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Tom Hayward Victoria, British Columbia

Tom launched his solo career in November of 2011, and has been gigging steadily in and around Victoria ever since. His debut EP, titled "Long, Dull, Sweet, Ache", is due for a November 2012 release.

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