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She Shines Through Me
04:19
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She Shines Through Me.
Copyright 2007 words and music by Dean Batstone
One finger pulls down cool, dark shades
She looks right through me
Across the room the shadows fade
Shines an angel
Prayers I’ve heard
But felt no words
She’s too close for me to breath
She shines through me
Peel the layers back one by one
Expose her scared tattoo
A Softtail shining in the sun
For everyone
One hard ride
Could break my pride
Truth too close for me to see
She shines through me
This jaded heart, though not yet stone
So good at lonely
Melts with words she lights with eyes
That see where I bleed
Peace somehow
Shine on me now
Burn through all I could not be
She shines through me.
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Don't Run Away
04:27
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Don’t Run Away
Copyright 1982 words and music by Dean Batstone
We’ve been hiding in the crowded streets with everyone
French kissing in the alleyway just for fun
Running in for coffee at the Pigeon Bleu
Huddled like two kids in the corner booth
Baby, we don’t have to run away tonight
There’s no reason we should fear the morning light
And all I give to you, let no man take away
Baby stay
As we walk by shaded windows and greasy spoons
We’re tearin’ up the sidewalk in our denim blues
Something tells me I don’t want to take you home
Something in your eyes says don’t leave me alone
Baby, we don’t have to run away tonight
There’s no reason we should fear the morning light
And all I give to you, let no man take away
Baby stay
As we duck into my flat, you get that look again
Like somebody’s been watchin’, and knows just where we’ve been
Baby do I have to spell it out for you
There’s a candle on the table and some ‘Ruby Rouge’
Baby, we don’t have to run away tonight
There’s no reason we should fear the morning light
And all I give to you, let no man take away
Baby stay
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Take Me
04:37
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Take Me
Copyright 2002 words and music by Dean Batstone
I will always love your beauty girl…
She burns my loins with curses
She slays my resolve with skin
Her kisses roll like salty waves
Push me back and pull me in
I don’t like broken blonde or scattered words or painted nails
So talk me down or hold me down
Or dance me ‘til the moon’s a sail
Then take me to the other side
Take me; the world’s so small tonight
Take me, before I change my mind, girl
Take me to your steel blue sky
Take me to your Northern Lights
She breathes red wine like nicotine
Paints the town with a lipstick grin
Her lucid love’s like gasoline
My engine’s firing on her sins
I don’t like well hung words or restless doors or keys that fail
So walk me down or break me down
Or dance me ‘til my fear’s impaled
Then take me to the other side
Take me; the world’s so small tonight
Take me, before I change my mind, girl
Take me to your steel blue sky
Take me to your steel red sky
Take me to your cliffs of white
I don’t like breasts of steel or jaded bliss or unsent mail
So smile me down or burn me down
Or dance me ‘til my rhythm fails
Then take me to the other side
Take me; the world’s so small tonight
Take me, before I change my mind, girl
Take me to your steel blue sky
Take me to your Northern Lights
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Christine Call Me
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Christine Call Me
Copyright 2003 words and music by Dean Batstone
These four walls are starting to look tired
I’m not feeling all that inspired
There’s a box of matches, there’s a box of beer
There’s a box of memories, baby
And a big old box of tears ‘cause you’re not here
Christine call me
I miss your smile, I miss your eyes
I miss that way you always catch me when I’m falling
[I miss you dancing in the living room without me]
[I miss your body next to mine, I even miss your cold feet]
Christine call me
These two arms can’t hold someone new
This one heart still loves only you
There’s an empty silence, there’s an empty room
There’s an empty bottle, baby
And a big old empty moon, where are you?
Christine call me
I miss your smile, I miss your eyes
I miss that way you always catch me when I’m falling
[I miss you dancing in the living room without me]
[I miss your body next to mine, I even miss your cold feet]
Christine call me
Did you forget my number, baby?
Did you forget my name?
I just want to hear your voice
And know that you’re ok
Here’s a small confession
There’s a man who sees
It’s a big old mixed up world when you’re not here with me
Christine call me
I miss your smile, I miss your eyes
I miss that way you always catch me when I’m falling
[I miss you dancing in the living room without me]
[I miss your body next to mine, I even miss your cold feet]
Christine call me
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Burnin' For Your Sins
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Burnin’ For Your Sins
Copyright 1996 words and music by Dean Batstone
Seven grey church steeples along the road from me to you
Three or four drawn curtains shading three or four cold rooms
Thunder shakes the silence through the chrome between my legs
Two more frozen hours ‘til I’m holding you again
The trucks roll by like long grey ghosts, whining in the cold
A pale face of a silent moon just hangs there like a bone
White knuckles from my steel grip, white line keep me on track
The love you give’s not wrong, girl, if it keeps me coming back
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, I can feel your golden skin
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, come on girl, let me in
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ to start it all again
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ for your sins
One more filling station, yeah and one more cigarette
One burnt out dexi sweetheart in her old mans new Corvette
I said I’d be there by morning unless these wheels make me a liar
When the sun comes through your window feel the flames of my desire
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, I can feel your golden skin
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, come on girl, let me in
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ to start it all again
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ for your sins
Bridge: Green eyes feel their judgment
So green eyes push me away
Green eyes cry out for my love
Yeah, they’re begging me to stay
…hold this cold, dark leather and pull me to your breast
‘Til we burn together….
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, I can feel your golden skin
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’, come on girl, let me in
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ to start it all again
I’m burnin’, baby burnin’ for your sins.
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Running Girl
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Running Girl
Copyright 1998 words and music by Dean Batstone
I would never forsake you, but if you’re walking, walk on
It’s not that I don’t need you, you know I’m not that strong
But have no fear, have no fear, I’m not afraid of alone
I’m more afraid that you might stay and just not love me anymore
I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
Yeah, I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
So ‘round and ‘round we dance until the circles close
The closer we get, baby, the more I step on your toes
A pocket full of pain, in vain I stand my ground
‘Cause baby, when you dance, we all fall down
[yeah, but I’ll stick around, ‘cause you see…]
I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
Yeah, I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
To burn a candle at both ends you gotta be fast
You’ll get a real bright light, but it just won’t last
It just won’t last
So if I let you go, would you come back to me
If something was never caught, I guess it can’t be set free
Time runs out on a running girl who runs too fast
And is it me you’re running from, or you, you see
I just had to ask [yeah, I had to ask ‘cause you see…]
I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
Yeah, I’m in love, I’m in love with a running girl
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7. |
Simple Truth
04:18
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Simple Truth
Copyright 2002 words and music by Dean Batstone
I’ve got a boot with a broken heel
It trips me up all the time
I’ve got a smile that hesitates
Every once in a while
I sit alone in this coffee shop
It sounds lonely, it’s true
No one likes coffee quite that much
I don’t, baby do you?
Na na na na na na ain’t that the simple truth
I’d give up my youth for one simple truth
I caught you looking, hey, that’s no sin
It’s not that big a room
I’d light a cigarette, but I don’t smoke
Maybe you don’t smoke too
You say “Tell me something I don’t know”
Well alright, I sleep in the nude
I cry at funerals and movie shows
And my momma won’t like you…..
Na na na na na na ain’t that the simple truth
I’d give up my youth for one simple truth
Truth is parking in this town sucks
Truth is I don’t like my haircut
Truth is nothing that I said’s true
Truth is, I just want to……….
Na na na na na na ain’t that the simple truth
I’d give up my youth for one simple truth.
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8. |
We Will Not Be Broken
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We Will Not Be Broken
Copyright 1999 words and music by Dean Batstone
They came in ships across the water
Bearing gifts from far off lands
The fatted calf for the slaughter
The blood still running from their hands
They came to build the golden alter
Promised the good life to us all
They raped the land and raped our culture
As all around us Spirits fall
Where’s it all gonna end
We will not be broken
We will stand to fight again
We will not be broken
They brought their wisdom to our elders
Brought their vices to our sons
Brought their greed to our children
Tamed our spirits with their guns
Where’s it all gonna end
We will not be broken
We will stand to fight again
We will not be broken
What you give they take away
What you give they take away
What you give they take away
It all comes back someday
Now the forests drown in concrete
And the rivers cry for life
Black smoke hides the God of Fire
Mother Earth must pay the price
Where’s it all gonna end
We will not be broken
We will stand to fight again
We will not be broken.
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9. |
'Til I Die
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‘Til I Die
Copyright 2007, words and music by Dean Batstone
Beneath my feet these rails of steel
Front row grin with missing teeth
Tequila Rose in faded jeans
Washed in dirty blues and greens
Steal I time or Steel-eye Jane
Steal I kisses on this train
I can’t steel you, though I’ve tried
So I’ll dream you ‘til I die
Hold the bottle, hold the blade
Hold one promise I have made
I can’t hold you, still I’ve tried
So I’ll dream you ‘til I die
Through the window, speeding glass
You’re a freeze frame from my past
Lines on faces born from pain
Leather cracked from sun and rain
All you young James Dean’s who crashed
Live forever in these cracks
I can’t live you, though I’ve tried
So I’ll dream you ‘til I die
Through the broken timberline
Comes the sun, son, let it shine….
Hear the distant church bell toll
Trying to call back one lost soul
I can’t pray you to my side
So I’ll dream you ‘til I die
Love the falling, love the rise
Love the shadows, love that shine
Love this beauty, love you mine
I will love you ‘til I die.
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Dean Batstone Ottawa, Ontario
DEAN BATSTONE - Bio
A veteran of the Canadian Music scene, having performed full time across Canada and The US for over 40
years, Dean Batstone shows no signs of slowing down anytime soon. A charismatic live performer who works solo or with a band, he has recorded 12 full length albums with some of the most iconic musicians in America.
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