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Come Starving, Leave Hungry

by Matt Van Winkle

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Tonight the world's a shoreline We'll eat the stars and moon They're only made of butter There's only me and you. It feels so good, just to hold you And be so tightly held. You say you feel like a teenager I feel like one as well. Let's fall off the mainland (Fall off rollin', just keep holdin' on)
Baby, baby - why'd you do me this way? These big tall famous buildings have no feelings at all. Baby, baby - I throw my heart at your feet. These big tall famous buildings have no feelings at all. You give your word to me, then go and break it. If you don't want my heart, don't take it. Baby, baby - sometimes love's not enough. These big tall famous buildings have no feelings at all.
Long Way 03:16
It's not a long way, it's just a half-day's drive along a highway, her name on every sign. I'll blunder through the thunder, Reach her harbor light. We'll build a boat that will not sink under. We'll build a boat that will sail all right. No more sad days, I've got a pathway out. She knows the only way to speak without a sound. We're not at home to strangers. Go and draw a bath. Now, who let in this fool in slippers? This man who's just a million laughs? We're on our way now.
It's Over 04:31
Hold on to the past - never let it go. It's gone in a flash, but never really goes. Hold to the lies that are revealed, All of the truths that we conceal, And every false thing you're sure is real. I've only come to warn ya. Come starving, leave hungry. Save space for what's to come. Big cars arriving in the last rays of the sun. Look past the lines upon your face Make room for the thing that must replace The love that left, that only left a trace. But don't say I didn't warn ya. Don't wait too long - don't wait too long. It's over.
All the trees we used to climb have been chopped down in turn. To smoke the sky, and make us smile, as winter burned. Put on your boots, we'll have a look around, while the world's all covered up. Could two smugglers anywhere be found to compare with us? I'll go with you You come with me Meet me back here in the morning I'll go with you. We crossed the border, and no one saw The gold that we concealed. But when the fat man placed it on his scale He said it wasn't real.
The sidewalk's cracked, The roots growing under destroying the works of man. The city of Los Angeles proper is canceled in event of rain. Out in the desert hills there's a barroom, Famous the world around. Paid-off police issuing tickets if you get up to dance to the band's new sound. And it hurts so bad, Sometimes this shit must drive you mad. Hang a left just past Nevada. Cut up through Idaho. Should you see the King of Montana, Avert your eyes and bow down low. Don't you work no more, Don't you scrub that floor, Until you're quite sure Just who it is you're working for. There you go now Heading out on your own again. Everything is gonna be fine.
We were just two worried people Trying hard to fit in "Would you like to be my girlfriend? Would you like to be my girlfiend," I said. So we moved together to an upstairs apartment. I adopted a kitten. "I think things could be different", you said. Somehow between all the laughs, the two of us forgot to ask: Am I your type? Am I your type? I'm trying to get over you. Now I am so happy You have found another And I won't run for cover. No, I won't run for cover at all. Somehow before the wedding mass, the two of us forgot to ask: Am I your type?


released July 27, 2017

Mixed by Brian Hobart at Lemon Tree Audio

Mastered by Bernie Nau at Peachfork Studios

Recorded in various locales by Eric McCann, Matt Van Winkle, Chris Jones, Cameron Squire, Kevin Sport, and Marshall McDaniel

Produced by Matt Van Winkle, Brian Hobart, and Eric McCann

Album Artwork by Michael Van Winkle


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