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All The Wrong Places

by Duncan Gillies

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1.
Don’t ask, you don’t get But I ain’t finished asking yet Long time, but I can wait Whatever happens put it down to fate Count the seconds, watch them fly Never get them back once they’ve passed you by Count my blessings, count my crimes Add them all up at the end of time Cold wind, warm breeze Watch it all unwind in the sycamore trees Summers vanish without a trace Winter’s always waiting to take its place Count the days one by one Someone will keep counting when your days are done Count my blessings, count my crimes Add them all up at the end of time Paint a picture, black and white Never quite the same in a different light Build a fire, flame and smoke Never too hot till you stand too close Count the days, count the nights Count the fires burning bright Count my blessings, count my crimes Add them all up at the end of time Take this book and pass it round Spread the message from town to town The road is long but the way is clear If you arrive first I’ll see you there Search for strength, long for love Gonna put my faith in the powers above High hopes, high stakes Hope God listens to he who waits Count the beads on this chain When I’ve finished counting I’m gonna to start again Count my blessings, count my crimes Add them all up at the end of time Always running, always trying Doing what we can to stay ahead of time Time to sleep, time to work Gotta keep fighting for your pile of dirt Count the years, watch them pass Only lesson learned is that it all can’t last Count my blessings, count my crimes Add them all up at the end of time
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My cards are on the table I’ve got nothing up my sleeve Thought I was on to something big But didn’t know who to believe I always thought I’d go down fighting Now I’m back where I began Now I’m reaching out to you girl Won’t you come and take my hand If Hell’s for the unholy And Heaven’s for the forgiven It makes this long and lonely life That much harder for the living God knows I’ve made mistakes Things are quite the way we planned Now I’m reaching out to you girl Won’t you come and take my hand Known exactly what I wanted Known just what I had to say But then sat alone in silence Watched it all just slip away Prisoner of my indecision Seems it’s always been that way You know I’ve wasted so much time I just can’t wait another day I tried so hard but in the end I didn’t know where to begin It seems with every breath I take I shed another layer of skin Not expecting any answers I just hope you understand’ Now I’m reaching out to you girl Won’t you come and take my hand Known exactly what I wanted Known just what I had to say But then sat alone in silence Watched it all just slip away Prisoner of my indecision Seems it’s always been that way You know I’ve wasted so much time I just can’t wait another day My cards are on the table I’ve got nothing up my sleeve Thought I was on to something big But didn’t know who to believe I always thought I’d go down fighting Now I’m back where I began Now I’m reaching out to you girl Won’t you come and take my hand
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Cardboard castles and sticks and stones I’m beating my drum with a dead man’s bones The captain set sail on a sea of stones Said nobody sleeps till the dead man moans Bad luck boys and a crab apple crow Evil wind blowing, half moon hanging low Picture in my pocket of a girl I used to know Heading out into the waters where the dead men go It’s a cold dark place where nobody has a friend And if I make it home alive I’ll never leave that girl again Six days at sea sailing in a straight line Wind began to howl and the waves began to climb Captain he cracked, drank himself blind Singing songs about the dead men and the life he left behind Seasick sailors and a bottle full of flame Wind screaming like a siren in apocalypse rain The captain’s overboard, the vicar’s insane And I’m saying my prayers in that pretty girl’s name When you’re hanging on to life it seems the fight will never end But if I make it home alive I’ll never leave that girl again It’s water for the weak, a word for the wise A penny for your thoughts and a dollar for your lies I longed for a life between a perfumed pair of thighs To drift off to sleep to a pretty girl’s sighs The sinner can’t be saved no matter how he tries The saint’s fate’s sealed, it’s written in the skies The sailor’s lost at sea among the dead man’s cries I lost my heart in that pretty girl’s eyes I told her I’d be back, I just didn’t tell her when And if I make it home alive I’ll never leave that girl again Seems I’ve travelled so far from my maker’s guiding hand How I ended up alone I don’t completely understand Am I just a passing thought in some grand majestic plan Another drifting soul a thousand miles from land I could say I’m not scared, I could try to pretend But if I make it home alive I’ll never leave that girl again
4.
It’s raining outside I’m watching people on the street They make the world go round People listen when they speak It seems to get ahead in life You gotta make a lot of noise But I can’t even remember The sound of my own voice I didn’t mean to be so long Turned around and you were gone The world goes rushing by This train it slows but never stops And once you get on board boy There’s no chance of getting off The people stand and wave As we go from town to town But what passes slowly by one day Can return to cut you down I didn’t mean to be so long Turned around and you were gone And if I don’t get back by tomorrow night There’s no telling if I’ll get back at all Because I’ve been following a fading light And now there’s almost no light at all I remember sitting in a church Safe by my father’s side A cold kingdom carved in stone While the fires raged outside I remember sitting in the church Felt God’s presence in the air And as the world goes rushing by I wonder if he was even there I didn’t mean to be so long Turned around and you were gone Well these winding roads they wind back To the place I once called home Where the walls are caving in And the garden’s overgrown I used to think these winding roads They led to paradise itself Till I followed them one day And they took me some place else I didn’t mean to be so long Turned around and you were gone
5.
I was looking for a reason I was looking for an answer I was trying to draw a line Between Capricorn and Cancer I was searching for a sign In the firmament above Waiting for a star To guide me to his love But I found God in all the wrong places Cheap Champagne and pretty girls’ faces I can’t say for sure if I know what God’s grace is But I found God in all the wrong places I went to church on Sunday And I knelt and prayed I begged for forgiveness And for my soul to save I confessed all my sins Though I enjoyed them at the time And I tried to think pure thoughts When they turned the water into wine But I found God in all the wrong places Heavy metal music and high-speed chases I can’t say for sure if I know what God’s grace is But I found God in all the wrong places I beat my chest three times And I held my head in shame I nailed myself upon a cross To try to feel his pain I starved myself and hid in caves Till I was not much more than bones I walked out in the desert Made myself a bed of stones But I found God in all the wrong places Peak-hour traffic and empty parking spaces I can’t say for sure if I know what God’s grace is But I found God in all the wrong places Well I tried to read the Bible But it was all interpretation I tried to talk to God But it was a one-way conversation I hoped that he’d reveal himself And lead me into the light Till I walked away in darkness Thinking he’s not the revealing type But I found God in all the wrong places Late night card games, a pair of queens and three aces I can’t say for sure if I know what God’s grace is But I found God in all the wrong places

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This is a small collection of tracks I have recorded with the help of Angel Joseph Gordon.

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released April 28, 2013

All Songs Duncan Gillies.

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The Stick Figure Saints Auckland, New Zealand

My name is Duncan Gillies and I have written these songs. I have recorded them in a home studio set-up and have been helped along the way by multi-instrumentalist Angel Joseph Gordon. The tracks were mixed and mastered by Nick Taylor at Sosol Sound and Lance Powell. ... more

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