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Arrows Of Desire 4:06 2. Via Dolorosa 4:02 3. Had It Coming 2:40 4. We're Long Gone 2:09 5. So Close 3:42 6. Garden Of Knives 5:29 7. Mutineering 5:05 8. Hey Hell Heaven 3:51 9. Guns Of Carolina 4:42 10. Letters In Wartime 6:45 [Notes] 2013 release from the prolific Canadian singer/songwriter. From its anthemic title track, Arrows Of Desire volleys a wave of rhythmically charged songs. Produced by Good and mixed by Randy Staub, each track is sure to be an instant favorite. Lyrics 1. Arrows Of Desire On a ruined wind to see our promise right in front of you Silver barbs to crash the heart Those gates so irremovable Oh we can beg, we will bend again Oh we can beg that we will bend again Up in thin air, we lie in wait Held to loose Wait for the word to come and then to hell with you Over the fire a time to bear what those below await HereÆs my golden spear HereÆs my cold despair Up in this air, we lie in wait 2. Via Dolorosa ThereÆs a spider in the kitchen sink Turn the tap on, stand there, watch it panic Via Dolorosa Wait till I get my head on Wait till I get my head on straight Wait till I get my head on Wait till I get my crown on straight Wait till you get your head on Wait till you get your head on straight ThereÆs a tiger in your cage Now go to sleep SomethingÆs coming you donÆt know yet But itÆs sorry Via Dolorosa Wait till I get my head on Wait till I get my head on straight Wait till I get my head on Wait till I get my crown on Wait till I get my head on Wait till I get my cross on straight Wait till you get your head on Wait till you get your head on straight 3. Had It Coming Well you walk like I thought youÆd walk And you talk like I thought youÆd talk Broken glass, lips to ass, the stars up in the sky IÆm like that one about a priest who walks in bar, orders a drink And then finds God all in savage company Well smile Cruelty free, well heavens me, I never thought IÆd see the day IÆve had it coming Well you work a job, you hate your job You go home and you wonder ôWhat am I going to do about my job? It pays the bills, the bills add upö So you go to bed and dream You wake up hung over on a beach in the sunshine And you walk into the sea like nothingÆs ever been Yeah you wade into the sea until you can feel the planet humming Yeah you sink into the sea and find out that you can breathe Yeah you sink into the sea and find out at last YouÆve have it coming WeÆve had it coming 4. WeÆre Long Gone Got a playbook full of photographs The coffin corner floor Faces hit so out of place whoÆs going to bother with the score? WeÆre long gone Used to call you on the telephone when it was on the wall Now we line up neat all down the street And rebel for twice as long Well somethingÆs in a hurry baby Price fixing a storm Watch it come but never run Oh nobody has before WeÆre long gone 5. So Close There was a bird from Camden High Street That hit the Thames just short of Battersea And all the time it flew it sang Young Man Blues ôAint got nothing in the world these daysö Just the world donÆt know itÆs true So close Days of rage Oh us pioneers If you ainÆt on your back taking it get out of here And if somehow you do, you sing Young Man Blues ôAinÆt got nothing in the world these daysö Just the world donÆt know itÆs true So close Keep us alive on 45 DonÆt let the wolves get anything Keep us alive on 45 It may mean more than anything 6. Garden Of Knives My love screams Yeah I like the second half All in-between honeycomb legs IÆll break your back The more that you want it the more that youÆll take it The more that you want it the more that you break it No matter where we are IÆll let you know No matter where the sun strikes us Knives will grow Hear them horses come to mow the road Feel the air burning like your lungs could just explode The more that you want it the more that youÆll take it The more that you want it the more that you break it No matter where we are IÆll let you know No matter where the sun strikes us Knives will grow 7. Mutineering Just a little lie to take Got a little code to break Yeah you know you found me out Oh my mind, mutineering Oh my love you stay clear of it I wish I could turn out the lights To stone and wood these crooked dice Cause they donÆt got you yet Done a little bad for should But never for no greater good Yeah you know youÆve found us out And now you know youÆve found us out All my life, mutineering Oh my love you stay clear of it I wish I could turn out the lights To stone and wood these crooked dice Cause they donÆt got you yet 8. Hey Hell Heaven ItÆs old bearing disaster Yeah but IÆve been faster since I would come around You got all the exceptions In a pile leaving all the corrections Since I would come around Its want ate everything And IÆd be soulless saved when I would come around Whole nights caught in a capture So far gone a collapsed blur When I would come around Hey hell heaven is a place that you go Just so we got a little time on our hands Just so we get a little time off Well I wish I was over the fail spot pinned to my shoulders Since I would come around Maybe in some other life thereÆs a better feeling for feeling right And I would come around Hey hell heaven is a place that you go Just so we got a little time on our hands Just so we get a little time off 9. Guns Of Carolina Stay like that You always win with it That car crash where youÆre laid out like Arlington Got some explaining to do ItÆs all too late, so what you waiting for? Take these guns back to Carolina ItÆs all too late, done what you paid me for So take these guns back to Carolina All high-pass Every time I look at you The doors still draft the same of old empty room Got some explaining to do ItÆs all too late, so what you waiting for? Take these guns back to Carolina ItÆs all too late, done what you paid me for So take these guns back to Carolina 10. Letters In Wartime ThereÆs a way over you donÆt go Count the days all silent, pinned and roped Well thereÆs dynamite in that tunnel for the matchbox in your head You know, curious canaries suffer no fools in their stead We got lost at sea once night deceived Bitter tried you bleed, a bear thatÆs treed Where not everything comes forgettable This is the time IÆve waited for you Bordered a line I canÆt ignore Taken a life IÆve waited to come again ItÆs the only way that I talk And youÆve always know that it was ItÆs the only way I can tell you Like letters in wartime do Been lost at sea for years deceived Chased by sets of French Corvettes Where not everything comes forgettable