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The Musician EP

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by Ryan Mitchell-Smith

 

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I Hate To See You Go But I Love To Watch You Leave (Live) 02:24
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Wake Up 02:23
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The Musician 05:24
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Red Balloon 04:04
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Destiny 12:15
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Peter Piper 04:10
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Last Song (Live) 05:42
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Thank You For Listening (Live) 04:53
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#42 04:02
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Red Sky At Night 03:10
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released 13 October 2008
Written, Recorded and Produced by Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2008.
© Ryan Mitchell-Smith 2008. All Rights Reserved.
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Track Name: I Hate To See You Go But I Love To Watch You Leave (Live)
Something’s got me so excited baby,
Can’t you see I’m all screwed up inside,
Take your time to walk just like a lady,
Wait an extra minute I got something else in mind,
Turn around and take a bow,
I’ll be watching anyhow,
You got all the tricks right up your sleeve,
I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave.

Backing up just gets a little harder,
Now you got me up against the wall,
Taking stock and climbing up the ladder,
Lead the way to midnight, I won’t ever see you fall,
Pirouettes and high-heeled shoes,
Take away my weekday blues,
You got all the tricks right up your sleeve,
I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave.

Contemplating curves in the right places,
Sure does give a guy a mighty thirst,
Taking mental pictures as she paces,
Bend over the line cos I think I’m about to burst,
Others see the side of you,
I will take a different view,
You got all the tricks right up your sleeve,
I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave.
Track Name: Wake Up
Wake Up

I’m struggling to make sense of you’re thinking,
Another day, another night of drinking,
But I want to understand.
I feel anticipation when I see you,
Another conversation with the rear view,
But I’m a well-mannered man.

Resist the temptation

What’s it gonna be?
What will you say?
And who are you today?
Lookin’ at me?
I say wake up!
It’s time to breathe the air again

I’m wandering on egg shells in the kitchen,
Another day, another night of bitching,
But I want to let it go.
I try to do my best to entertain you,
Another questioning of everything I do,
But I only lent a hand.

Resist the temptation

What’s it gonna be?
What will you say?
And who are you today?
Lookin’ at me?
I say wake up!
It’s time to breathe the air again

What’s it gonna be?
What will you say?
And who are you today?
Lookin’ at me?
I say wake up!
It’s really hard to be your friend…
Track Name: The Musician
The Musician

I live my life in the nine to five,
Civilized but I’m not satisfied,
Don’t think that I can live much longer,
Knowing my lot in life is stronger,

(But I) feel there’s no illusion,
My destiny’s dying,
(I’m) fed up with confusion,
To myself I’m lying.

And I’m waiting for my time to come,
I’m getting it on now, getting it on now,
And I’m hoping for my first born son,
Setting it up now, setting it up now, yeah…

I work myself through a masquerade,
Educate but I guess it’s too late,
Don’t think I perform this vocation,
Knowing my tuneful occupation.

(But I) feel there’s no illusion,
My destiny’s dying,
(I’m) fed up with confusion,
To myself I’m lying.

And I’m laying down my masterpiece
I’m playing it out now, playing it out now,
And I’m standing on my own two feet,
Sitting it out now, sitting it out now, yeah…

Fingers & thumbs in the right places,
Picking a way through changing paces,
Strumming away to make a living,
Playing to records but I’m changing,

Under the table and dreaming of many things,
Songs in the key of life I am listening,
To all my hopes and fears, take away the tears of a clown,
I need you around, I need you around,

Is there anything wrong, trying to make it?
Is there anything wrong, trying to take it?
Track Name: Red Balloon
Red Balloon

Laying, back in my garden,
Birds sing, my tune,
Grass is, smelling the sweetest,
It’s been since June,
Warm toes, up to my ankles,
Heating my shoes,
Looking, past Altostratus,
White clouds, sky blue.

I hold in my hand all my hope,
It goes so soon,
I’m weightless inside my mind’s eye,
Hold my red balloon.

Floating, up to my castle,
Boundaries, do fall,
Air is, tasting the cleanest,
It’s been, at all,
Safe hands, down to my elbows,
Guiding me home,
Listening, to anechoic,
Female soft tones.

I hold in my hand all my hope,
It goes so soon,
I’m weightless inside my mind’s eye,
Hold my red balloon.

(And I’m) trying to sleep but I stay awake,
And the street light is hitting on the roof again,
(But I) I think about all of my mistakes,
And the trivial actions of my troubled days,
(And) I’m trying here for goodness sake,
But my legs are on a journey I can’t control,
My eyes are shutting down and I try again,
And my red balloon is waiting to meet me there….

I hold in my hand all my hope,
It goes so soon,
I’m weightless inside my mind’s eye,
Hold my red balloon.
Track Name: Destiny
Destiny

Verse 1:

Restless days and sleepless nights,
Thick smoky air,
bright neon lights,
Cardboard houses and loose change,
High speed tubes and
English rain.
Inflation rates and Macky Dee’s,
Rubik’s buildings, concrete
trees,
Opportunity falls from the sky,
Into the laps of you and
I,

Chorus:

I want you to know, that you’re never on your own,
I want you
to be, the best that you can be,
I want you to feel, that this is your
home,
I want you to reach, and find your destiny.

Verse 2:

That big
break and record deals,
Too much rent and insufficient meals,
All those girls
you’ve yet to meet,
In the city that never sleeps.

Bridge:

A big fall
into a strange land,
Only a professor to lend a hand,
A great leap forward
into the unknown,
Our reasons and our righteousness alone.

Verse
3:

Don’t get me wrong I wish you the best,
You’re a mile apart from all the
rest,
Just find your road and hold it true,
And your destiny will find you.
Track Name: Peter Piper
Peter Piper

Peter lived in a house of straw,
Before the guns and the holy war,
He caught a fish with a crafted spear,
The threat of hunger his only fear,
Before the fish took one last breath,
He reassessed the fish’s death,
He caught a glimpse of nature’s art,
Returned Mother Nature’s aquatic heart.

What’s the point in killing if it just don’t feel right?
Telling my heart not to feel,
Take another look upon reflection in the daylight,
What will be will be, baby,

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?

Peter worked on his artistic skills,
Crafting songs roaming the hills,
He spied a town upon his way,
And went to sing a melody,
He stirred the town with tales of love,
A pretty penny fell from above,
But he gambled away and turned to drink,
Brought himself back upon the brink,

What’s the point in dying if it just don’t feel right?
Telling my soul not to feel,
Take another look upon reflection in the daylight,
What will be will be, lady,

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?

Peter turned back to his work,
Of writing songs of love and hurt,
Whilst singing in his favourite house,
A dainty voice leaped from the crowd,
A fair maiden caught his eye,
As she hummed along to his lullaby,
They sang together for nigh on a year,
Until a crossroads did appear.

What’s the point in crying if it just don’t feel right?
Telling my love not to feel,
Take another look upon reflection in the daylight,
What will be will be, honey,

Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked.
If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers,
Where's the peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked?
Track Name: Last Song (Live)
Last Song

A steady whirlwind, a little girl is twirling but i don’t think she’s got her teddy near,
A silent sea in a crazy breeze is teasing but i don’t think i really want to be here.
And I see you suffering....
And i see you wandering....oh
A streaming beaming of accidental leaning but i don’t think she’s got much longer to fear...

Love don’t come easy but who would rather be me inside the current set of sad affairs,
Letting the bygone’s of unrelenting pylons take charge of something that is not really there.
Let me be the prodigy....
Let me be the man i see....oh
Looking reflects all the dialects are missing but when you’re kissing please don’t let me be near...

Somebody, somebody set my soul on fire once again...
Somebody, somebody let my soul desire rise again,
My soul desire rise again, my soul desire moving on..... this is your last song...

Intoxicating is accidental waiting in lines of games that we don’t want to play,
Inferiority complicating stories can lead a mannered man to go well insane.
In a sea of gossiping....
In a sea of enticing....oh
Internal bleedings and patronizing readings will mean that things will never be quite the same.

Somebody, somebody set my soul on fire once again...
Somebody, somebody let my soul desire rise again,
My soul desire rise again, my soul desire moving on..... this is your last song...

Changing the reasons of ordinary seasons splash a new colour on the canvas of you,
Cementing missions of concentrate ambitions can hide a home when all you change is the view.
Can you see what’s happening....
Can you see what I can see....oh
Converse conditional isn’t so traditional but the lyric in the stanza is you.

Somebody, somebody set my soul on fire once again...
Somebody, somebody let my soul desire rise again,
My soul desire rise again, my soul desire moving on..... this is your last song...

Eventually decisions come too early in the small hours of a sobering night,
Extrapolating the mysteries of dating complicating the progression of a time.
End the sea of suffering....
End the sea of wandering....oh
Externalists are not scientists in lifts so just why is that you won’t cross the line.

Somebody, somebody set my soul on fire once again...
Somebody, somebody let my soul desire rise again,
My soul desire rise again, my soul desire moving on..... this is your last song...
Track Name: Thank You For Listening (Live)
When the battalions fall,
Hearing the fanfare call,
An answering cry that I hear in the dead of night,
Take the turrets of war,
Troops rally to soldiering on,
Honesty unseen since the `ninety-seven’ siege on my life.

Every time, a struggling line,
Forgive me for leaning,
Under the ground, I’m knuckling down,
Correct me for dreaming,
Kick to the curb, an uttering word,
Decision time’s looming but,
I will always follow my heart,
Did I remember, to thank you for listening?

You are my saving grace,
Offering a silver plate and,
Underlying friendship that mystifies the rest of mankind,
Dancing the courtyard green,
Omitting boundaries and,
You will never know of the place my mind will go to unwind,

One day at a time,
Up lifting mood of mine,
Caring for the duty of unrelenting beautiful times,
Out of silhouettes,
Come the best friends yet and,
Keeping me in sanity takes me to the gravity line.
Track Name: #42
#42

I’ve lost the accounts of tribulating times,
The third semester of my so-called life,
Treading the added mile wears thin-souled shoes,
Circling radiates yesterday’s news...

Sometimes you win or lose but, that won’t stop me,
Taking away the times that equal nothing,
Sometimes you pick or choose but, now I’m choosing,
If only the answer was as simple as 42.

I’ve finally found the flaw of long-term love,
The misdemeanour’s falling from above,
Caution the wind to throw my heart-filled sleeve,
Eternally hopeful springs its love on me...

Chorus

I’m counting the days down to delaying death,
The gentle art of speaking my last breath,
Waking the witch opens a strong mind’s eye,
Resting in pieces dreams a lullaby...

Chorus

But I’m a breaking away from what i knew,
Taking a different point of view,
It’s time that I’m, keeping,
But I’m a making a way to find my past,
Bearing the pieces that will last,
It’s time that I’m, me again...

Chorus

Outro
Track Name: Red Sky At Night
Red sky at night

What do you hope for in the morning?
What do you wish for late at night?
Why do your red skies give no warning?
Shepherding eyes hold no delight.

I can hear you calling calling,
But you’re not listening,
I can see you’re falling falling,
But you’re not digging in,
I can paint a perfect picture,
If you walk through the frame,
I can smell the sweetest success,
But it’s in your name.

Why do you write fortunes of gold dust?
Why do you act so physically?
When will you stage your scene of lust?
Theatrical dreams are destined to be.

When do you think you’ll face your fears?
When do you plan on starting the fire?
Where do you see yourself in five years?
Memories hide in tall desires.