Boys
from Fire on the Vine by Bryan John Appleby
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Boys from the street, slum childs come in here together
Boots wrapped in rope and wire
And black hands in cold leather
But I am not one of them. No, I am not one of them
But they all know me by name. They all know me by name
Men in the aisles, closed eyes and gold dust on their fingers
They say soon God will come, so hold your tongue
Don’t let your vices linger
They say Elijah was carried off,
caught up in a chariot made of flame
So we too will ride in cars that shine
If you name it, it’s yours to claim
But I am not one of them. No, I am not one of them
But they all know me by name. They all know me by name
Girls from the corner, coming from the Corinthian Quarters
That’s my place on Jackson
The Preacher and the Politician, the Working Man
They come looking to me, they come asking
I know soon God will come and even if I run
His horsemen bound to find me
He’ll ask me why I’ve done the things I’ve done
And I’ll tell Him you made the mouths I feed
And I’ll say, I am not one of them
I am not one of them
But He’ll turn to me and say,
Oh, I don’t know you by name!
No, I don’t know you by name!
And I’ll think to myself,
You never did make known to me Your ways
Boots wrapped in rope and wire
And black hands in cold leather
But I am not one of them. No, I am not one of them
But they all know me by name. They all know me by name
Men in the aisles, closed eyes and gold dust on their fingers
They say soon God will come, so hold your tongue
Don’t let your vices linger
They say Elijah was carried off,
caught up in a chariot made of flame
So we too will ride in cars that shine
If you name it, it’s yours to claim
But I am not one of them. No, I am not one of them
But they all know me by name. They all know me by name
Girls from the corner, coming from the Corinthian Quarters
That’s my place on Jackson
The Preacher and the Politician, the Working Man
They come looking to me, they come asking
I know soon God will come and even if I run
His horsemen bound to find me
He’ll ask me why I’ve done the things I’ve done
And I’ll tell Him you made the mouths I feed
And I’ll say, I am not one of them
I am not one of them
But He’ll turn to me and say,
Oh, I don’t know you by name!
No, I don’t know you by name!
And I’ll think to myself,
You never did make known to me Your ways
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Fire on the Vine, track
released 31 July 2011
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Seattle based songwriter Bryan John Appleby spent winter last year holed up with close friends and producer Alan Matley in a ... more Ballard warehouse banging pots and jars, plucking strings, and plunking pianos. What emerged from these musical ramblings was the long awaited debut full-length Fire on the Vine. The album elaborates on his affinity for organic soundscapes and acoustic found sounds. less
shows
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Jul 09Portland, OR
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Jul 14San Francisco, CA
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Jul 15Cottage Grove, OR
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Aug 24Wenatchee, WA
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Sep 03Seattle, WA
discography
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Jul 2011 -
Jun 2009
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