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Live Like You're Going Home

by War Jacket

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Benjamin Brown
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Benjamin Brown Stumbled upon these guys when this album was new. I immediately fell in love

Atmospheric, melodic, and not a sound I've quite heard replicated elsewhere

The baritone ukulele sells the deliberate style and feels like intimate solo pieces expanded and embellished to form unique and ear-catching songs I come back to again and again

Not to forget, Caleb sings his heart out and nails it Favorite track: Blood Cain.
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1.
Cold 02:55
2.
Robert & Jesse Count me out boys Count me out boys You don't know what you're talking about Count me out boys Count me out boys You don't know what you're talking about He would see us coming He would sense us coming from behind There's no way He would see us plotting He would sense us planning weeks before That day Count me out boys Count me out boys You don't know what you're talking about The role would fall on me Role would fall on me and so would his reign fall But rain don't fall in hell Rain don't fall in hell and that where we Would surely be Count me out boys Count me out boys You don't know what you're talking about
3.
Blood Cain 04:06
Blood Cain You're creepin' Like a spider on the wall Or a tiger on the prowl You're waiting For me to let my face fall Or to let my guard down But you will not take My Joy You wil not take You're skinny Like a model on a purge And you're a silent funeral dirge You want me To kill my brother If I am able With a cane Made out of maple But you Will not take my Joy But you Will not take my Joy
4.
You Were My Sunshine Not long ago it was the middle of Spring But it was the coldest month that I had ever seen I wish I had you then to keep me warm You were my sunshine My only sunshine You were young, yes, you were seventeen I was a country man, you were a city queen But when you first spoke My worlds turned bright You were my sunshine My only sunshine You were my sunshine to my silver moon You were to first wave of a deeper truth You were the ripcord to my parachute You were my sunshine My only sunshine The life we made was of brick and tin And you were laughed at by all your friends They my have money but we had wealth and we had sunshine You were my sunshine You were my sunshine to my silver moon You were to first wave of a deeper truth You were the ripcord to my parachute You were my sunshine My only sunshine The doctors bills were more than we could take You swore it was something you could shake I just need rest An afghan or two Maybe some sunshine I just need sunshine You were my sunshine to my silver moon You were to first wave of a deeper truth You were the ripcord to my parachute You were my sunshine My only sunshine
5.
I'm Afraid of the Devil I was sitting in my field Sitting all alone Sitting on a stone Waiting for the rain For the rain to come and fall That's when the Devil came by Just to say, "Hello" And I did not reply Cause I'm a afraid I'm afraid of the Devil I'm afraid
6.
White Picket Cross The rules have all changed and no one told me Oh where will the good boys go We cover our sins In self filled pleads With ash and dirt and done When you set yourself in front of your deeds and heave your final sign When you breathe your last breath with a cursing sting And tears from poison eyes And I'm tired of that white picket cross And I'm tired of that white picket cross The clothes that you wear The air that you breathe And that cash that is in your leather fold None is your own None is your keep And none is your crown of gold And I'm tired of that white picket cross And I'm tired of that white picket cross
7.
The Ashes 05:32
The Ashes I threw old pictures away I cleaned out my closet I listened to music sway from a long dead poet I found a letter I burned but I kept the ashes a government seal still remains amongst charred withered pages and it's hard to remember why in an envelope kept inside of a jacket you gave me you side I'd look good in the winter time I drink my coffee I turn on the news the ticker screams of a war we would win bur we would surely lose I turned over tables like Christ in the temple and I let your purple heart fall like the victim  and it's hard to remember why with a war raging deep inside of a jacket you gave me you side I'd look good in the winter time and I missed you  like a bullet misses a target and kills someone else in the way and as I lay sleeping I pray for the nightmare that haunts my thoughts each day where I can feel your body with me but I know I must be dreaming I wake without you baby and it's hard not to be screamin' and it's hard to remember why and it's hard to remember her but still I remember love
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Let the poets have their sunrise and their windowpanes with rain Let the mothers have their newborn cry Let the farmers have their corn fields with their amber waves of grain Let the pilots have their skies Cause baby you are the part of the world that I like Baby you are the part of the world Baby you are the part of the world that I like Baby you are the part of the world Let the storm clouds have their rivers that will wash them to the sea Let the drunk man have his high Let the mountains have their snow peaks like old men on parade But let your heart have mine Cause baby you are the part of the world that I like Baby you are the part of the world Baby you are the part of the world that I like Baby you are the part of the world
10.
Remember You Used to Love Me If you get tired of dealing with me If your heart gets cold and heavy and you want to leave If you just can't sleep next to a liar Remember you used to love me Remember you used to call me home Remember you used to love me If our house becomes a place for ghosts That haunt your troubled mind and shivers your should If you wish for a different life Remember you used to love me Remember you used to call me home Remember you used to love me
11.
The Core 05:33
The Core All your friends are lost and you can not find a hand Summer turned cold and grass has turned to sand You're a window pane with broken broken glass Reflecting the world but only the past Why don't you dig to the core Dig to the warmth Dig  and wait for them  to come home Time can cut you like a bottle's broken edge One day a cistern  and the other a drudge  And your family's name  is no long a goal It only tells them  where to place your stone Why don't you dig to the core Dig to the warmth Dig  before it's too late  to come home Live like you're going Live like you're going home 

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released October 11, 2011

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War Jacket Birmingham, Alabama

War Jacket is a ambient folk quartet from Birmingham, Alabama.

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