by Holland Belle

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released February 28, 2015

Recorded in Los Angeles

Holland Belle (vocals)
Oscar Schedin (guitars)

All songs by Holland Belle (except House of the Rising Sun)
Recorded, mixed, and produced by Oscar Schedin
Masted by Jared Hirshland
Artwork by James John Pillion



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Track Name: Last Train from New York
Last train from New York, he hangs his head
Shoes they're done worn through
But those dogs'll chase him til he's dead

He bows his head, only thing left to do
Oh bow his head
Though he knows God don't listen to fools

She calls out at midnight to a silent moon
She made herself forget him
But in dreams and he breaks back through

Says I know I ain't been a perfect woman
No, I know I done my share
But if anyone's still on my side, well
Listen to my prayer

She bows her head
Only thing she hasn't done
Oh bow her head
Though she knows it won't bring him home

Banks of the river
Hear them howlin' hounds
Know he can't run no further
But in that water he knows he'll drown

Says I know I lived a life of sin
And I can't go back to what I had again
But if this be my last stand
'Least I die a free man

Oh bow my head, no reason but what I done
Bow my head, though I know my chances are done
Track Name: Grow Towards the Light
Mother mother mine, I lost my way
Got caught by a lovers bite, but he sent me away
Told me to grow towards the light

Tunnel to my heart, it's a long way down
Find the missing part, been long gone now
Funny I been tryin' to steal it away
From another person's loving
But it never seemed to stay
Told me to grow towards the light

And now I sing to myself 'cause it's good to be alone
'Cause this here blood and bone, is all I can ever really own
Just gonna grow towards the light
Track Name: Lovely Ghost
Pity me and take me up to higher ground
Can't help what I'm drinking up
And I don't want to drown

Oh I held it in the palm of my hand
So it don't get too close
Then loose it 'fore I take a chance
Now I'm staring at a Ghost

Oh don't mind me, I'm just living with a lovely ghost

Don't know how to tell you this
But I don't want you to stay
I know that what you feel for me is real
But I still gotta go my own way

Don't hate me 'cause I can't give you more
Don't hate me 'cause I'm letting this go
I only know how to me alone
When I lie with this ghost

Oh don't mind me, I'm just living with a lovely ghost

I just want to sleep, won't you let me sleep?

Oh don't mind me, I'm just living with a lovely ghost
Track Name: Siren Song
Way, way out on the water
That's where I'll lay my bones
Sink them down to the bottom
'Til I don't need so stars, to find my way home

I been blessed by the devil
Made this siren sing
Made every man I ever loved bleed for me
No I don't need no stars, to find my way home

Tell me I'm catching fire
Burning all to black
But I don't see the way I come or the way back
No I don't need so stars to find my way home

So take away your healing hands
There ain't no way I'm going back
And if you try, might turn yourself black
Oh I don't need no stars on my way home
Track Name: House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And God, I know I'm one

Oh my mother was a tailor
She sewed them blue blue jeans
My husband he's a gamblin' man
And he drinks down in New Orleans

Well the only thing a gambler needs
Is to roam from town to town
The only way he's satisfied
Is when his liquor is down

Oh I'm going back to New Orleans
The race is almost done
I'm gonna spend the rest of my life
Beneath that rising sun