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No Angel - Dean Batstone

by Dean Batstone

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Can’t Break Me Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone One long train out on the trestle I’ve been waiting for that call 4 long pulls, shaky windows Wake this man about to fall I’ve got a brother thinks I’m shallow Got a sister thinks I’m free I’ve got a baby, loves a cool rain I’ve got myself this shady tree Push this man off of the mountain You’ve got yourself a mountain without me Lost again, but then, who’s counting I don’t break that easily You can’t break me Now I’m rolling over bridges I thought bad judgment had burned down And I’m riding this broken highway But I love that dirty sound Push this man off of the mountain You’ve got yourself a mountain without me Lost again, but then, who’s counting I don’t break that easily You can’t break me What’s a flat tire when you’ve got friends What’s a man who never bends What’s a highway that never ends But a road to ride again Got my Shovel deep in the white line Gonna chase that big steel down ‘Powderfinger’ in my back pocket I’m a train wreck, glory bound Push this man off of the mountain You’ve got yourself a mountain without me Lost again, but then, who’s counting I don’t break that easily You can’t break me
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Lay Me Down 04:35
Lay Me Down Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone Every time these wheels slow down, yeah, I can feel the weight Baby, I can’t wait to lay this burden down The grey and steel and golden grain and neon miles Wash into the sea without a sound A grain of sand caught in the tide I’m torn between the earth and sky I fight to get my feet back on the ground Comes you, my love, to Lay me down, strip away All the remnants of this day Wash the fight from my skin Let the silence fold me in ‘Til I hear nothing but the sound of your breath on me Lay me down Sometimes I think this world just wants a piece of me Baby, all of me wants peace in me right now Your nestled heart and open eyes and easy smile Wrap me in the only peace I’ve found My hardness breaks beneath your touch So few words can mean so much I try to speak, but I can’t make a sound Comes you, my love, to Lay me down, strip away All the remnants of this day Wash the fight from my skin Let the silence fold me in ‘Til I hear nothing but the sound of your breath on me Lay me down
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The Leaving Kind Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone The sunglasses you trashed slide back and forth across my dash A cold reminder of that road trip to LA I light a cigarette and baby, I don’t even smoke Another piece of you that I can’t seem to shake That’s my mistake ‘cause You’re the leaving kind You’re the leaving kind Leaving doors ajar and empty bars and everything you can’t fix with a smile That’s your style What’s that sound, love Coming down, love I’ll see ya ‘round, love You’re the leaving kind I just shake my head, change the channel on the screen Brace my back against the wall, try not to think Now I’m talking to myself, I can’t believe I took you back I’m such a sucker for a smile and a wink Hey, where’s my drink You’re the leaving kind You’re the leaving kind Leaving doors ajar and empty bars and everything you can’t fix with a smile That’s your style What’s that sound, love Coming down, love I’ll see ya ‘round, love You’re the leaving kind What’s that blowing in the breeze Another note you left for me Stuck to my windshield with a lipstick kiss That’s what I’ll miss You’re the leaving kind You’re the leaving kind Leaving doors ajar and empty bars and everything you can’t fix with a smile That’s your style What’s that sound, love Coming down, love I’ll see ya ‘round, love You’re the leaving kind Leaving doors ajar and empty bars and everything you can’t fix with a smile Leaving serenades in broken time and dusty words that I can never rhyme Leaving sorrys you forgot to say and conversations dangling out of time Leaving diaries without a key, empty bottles spelling out goodbye Leaving photographs taped to the door, sheets half crumpled on the floor And me me.
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Heavy As A Heartache Copyright © 2009, words and music by Dean Batstone and Jim Weider No one’s perfect, especially me I don’t even try to be In all my mediocrity you are golden A lighter heart might walk away Afraid to chance that I might fail If what won’t kill me makes me strong Then strong for you is what I’ll be, ‘cause There’s no weight as heavy as a heartache There’s no middle ground with us So I push harder for your trust Yeah, I’ll give it all or bust Hear my heart and not my head Afraid of love, well, that ain’t me Afraid to loose, well, I might be Losing you could bury me Beneath a lifetime of regret, you know There’s no weight as heavy as a heartache So bring it on, I’m strong enough To carry us and maybe, love We just might make it past the touch Yeah, bring it out, the very best I’d rather fail then miss the test Forsake a heartache for your love There’s no weight as heavy as a heartache
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Goodnight Radio Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone, except where noted. We piled in the car at Jimmy’s and headed out the 14th line Wasting no time getting wasted, parked beneath the billboard lights They called “down on the corner”, they called “out in the street” [1] They called across America, they called to you and me DJ shouts “Stop children, hey now what’s that sound” [2] That’s just “The Sounds of Silence” [3] and progress crashing down Caught up in our own fable, we watched the tower blow The day the music died again, we sang Goodnight Radio Ch: Choir of Ghosts singing harmony Marching band moving way too slow Sea of stars on a silver screen We sang Goodnight Radio Annie started crying like she was overcome with grief Or one too many coolers and it brought her to her knees So “take a load off Annie” [4], so someone took a drink for free “Check out any time you like”, but Annie, “You can never leave” [5] Every car on the horizon tuned to 101.2 All along the relay towers the sheriff kept a view They counted down the hour, then they blew tower 21 They called “Goodnight America, don’t you know me, I’m your native son” [6] Just as the sky closed over the wind began to blow No one sang “Who’ll Stop the Rain” [7], so we all turned to go Somewhere north of Red Hook, “seeking shelter from the storm” [7] We drove the Honda to the levy, ‘cause the Chevy would not go Business men they drank their wine, plowmen drank their pay [8] Sheriff came to shut us down, he said we could not stay But “tramps like us, baby, we were born to run” [9], so we ran away “Video killed the radio star” [10], downloads the DJ “Only love can break your heart” [11], “music save your mortal soul” [12] Now the levy is a skateboard park, the farms a big box store Hope Neil Young remembers, we all could use him now Bring tequila for the tractor and some poetry for the plow “A Heart of Gold” [13] for Dylan, ‘cause he’s “blowin’ in the wind” [14] and a voice for those without one, the day the music died again. Credits: [1] from John’s Fogarty’s “Down On The Corner” [2] from Steven Still’s “For What It’s Worth” [3] from Paul Simon’s “The Sounds of Silence” [4] from The Band’s “The Weight” [5] from The Eagle’s “Hotel California” [6] from Arlo Guthrie’s “ City of New Orleans” [7] from John Fogarty’s “Who’ll Stop The Rain” [8] adapted from Bob Dylan’s “All Along The Watchtower” [9] from Bruce Springsteen’s “Born To Run” [10] from The Buggles “Video Killed The Radio Star” [11] from Neil Young’s “Only Love Can Break Your Heart” [12] from Don MacLean’s “American Pie” [13] from Neil Young’s “Heart of Gold” [14] from Bob Dylan’s “Blowin’ In The Wind”
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Princess 05:11
Princess Copyright © 1983, words and music by Dean Batstone I met you on the west coast in a bar they called ‘The Other Side of Town’ Once I tried to bring you close, but it’s hard with all those other guys around Then you climbed so fast, never looking back I knew in my minds eye the words I’d say, but my eyes just couldn’t speak those words I can thank a lady for her smile I can teach the man the words to sing I can tell the children ‘don’t stop asking why’ But I can’t tell you anything I followed you to Calgary where people came in thousands just to look I thought how much you looked just like a princess in my childhood picture book So proud and tall, yeah, you showed them all Just when I thought I could walk away, you flashed a glance A glance was all it took I can thank a lady for her smile I can teach the man the words to sing I can tell the children ‘don’t stop asking why’ But I can’t tell you anything It seems like years ago you left our town, a girl so liberal and free I guess the folks at home were right when they voted you most likely to succeed Now I tell my friends, hey, I knew you when But if you should have a change of heart, or if you fall, you know right where I’ll be I can thank a lady for her smile I can teach the man the words to sing I can tell the children ‘don’t stop asking why’ But I can’t tell you anything
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Waiting For The World Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone and Jim Weider Thought I was way behind, yeah, behind the times Just a motel falling down in some lonely one heart town Where the trains don’t stop and the whiskey’s not And your name is all you’ve got and you’re not looking to be found Tick, tock time take me where I’m bound Can’t speed up and I can’t slow down Day don’t end ‘til the sun goes down So I’m waiting for the world to come around Yeah, I’m waiting ‘til the world comes back around I could play the game, give them what they need What good’s an Ivory Tower if it brings me to my knees? Clinging vines grow tall, into every crack Clinging people, they grow blades, then stab you in the back Tick, tock time take me where I’m bound Can’t speed up and I can’t slow down Day don’t end ‘til the sun goes down So I’m waiting for the world to come around Yeah, I’m waiting ‘til the world comes back around The time keeper knows how to walk that line Past the sweet smiles and the brave hearts and the young girls eyes But the heartbreaker always falls behind So I’m walkin’ ‘til it’s my .... Tick, tock time take me where I’m bound Can’t speed up and I can’t slow down Day don’t end ‘til the sun goes down So I’m waiting for the world to come around Yeah, I’m waiting ‘til the world comes back around
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No Angels 04:39
No Angels Copyright © 2009 words and music by Dean Batstone I will always love, I will always, I will... Oh, you’re such a pretty one You’re an angel, most times that’s alright I don’t need your beauty I don’t need a saviour Don’t be my angel tonight Hold that thought I wanna ride until the daylight fades To dirty grey and yellow broken lines Judge me not If I can’t be me I can’t be us And girl, that just leaves blood & rust & time Oh, you’re such a pretty one You’re an angel, most times that’s alright I don’t need your beauty I don’t need a saviour Don’t be my angel tonight Draw the line Then step over it to get to me To get to me, girl, you don’t have to try Draw the blinds Then lead me to the edge of night And stay until we fall over the line Oh, you’re such a pretty one You’re an angel, most times that’s alright I don’t need your beauty I don’t need a saviour Don’t be my angel tonight Close my eyes to stop the burn Close my mind to all I learned Close your arms around me, baby, hold on tight Twist the grip, push one finger to the sky Oh, you’re such a pretty one You’re an angel, most times that’s alright I don’t need your beauty I don’t need a saviour Don’t be my angel tonight
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It's Gone 03:43
It’s Gone Copyright © 2009, words and music by Dean Batstone She had a way, it was not mine We had one day, that was a time Whatever’s left was left behind It’s gone, it’s gone I heard a song, now lost in time The words were stolen, now they hide Its beauty was it was not mine Now it’s gone, it’s gone Old love, break me down One song, take me down I bang my head, I burn my lies I pray for light for darkened eyes I chase the peace that is not mine It’s gone, it’s gone My faith it torn, my voice is worse I shook the ghost, but not the curse I’d leave the rest, for what it’s worth But it’s gone, it’s gone Cold moon, hold me down Angel, shine me down Then comes you to strip away All the remnants of this day Wash the fight from my skin It’s gone, it’s gone Woman, lay me down Old flame, burn me down Warm wine, roll me down Young love, play me down Steel wheels, ride me down This song, sing me down One heart, smile me down
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Harder Man 04:40
Harder Man Copyright © 2008 words and music by Dean Batstone Once in every life there comes a time when we all try To reach a star that’s just too far and we fall right where we are Not every man can fly, it only matters that you try So pick yourself back up, my friend, and try again Once in every heart there comes a love, right from the start Like no love you’ve ever known and your heart is finally home But passion burns the walls and from the ruins you finally crawl Well, your broken heart will mend, you’ll love again That’s the harder man That’s the harder man Once in every life your heart is touched by ancient eyes They share the wisdom of their time, for age is not a crime Just when you understand, there time has come, alone you stand Well, they never died in vain, you’ll meet again That’s the harder man That’s the harder man Once in every life you’ll have a dream where it’s alright To stand alone with who you are and to only go so far For all that matters in the end is that all the love you send Returns in gold, measured ten fold to give again That’s the harder man That’s the harder man

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Recorded live, off the floor, with a full band...all tracks are first or second takes....

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released March 15, 2009

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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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