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Love That Shine - Dean Batstone

by Dean Batstone

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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 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
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 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 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 05:49
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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Simple Truth 04:18
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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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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'Til I Die 04:05
‘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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released July 7, 2007

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Dean Batstone Ottawa, Ontario

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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. ... more

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