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Cities in the Fog

by The Captain Andrew Bootstring Band

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1.
Met a girl down in Chamonix and we crossed eyes How I wish it was summer then: she'd be my bride But it's winter now and I'm all the same I lost my mind And the snow will fall and I'll catch it all To show I'm fine We'll come down from the mountains and to the coast Where we can roam We'll come down from the mountains and to the coast we'll feel home And she held my hand as we walked along the creaky bridge There were rocks and some tree-like things around; I guess "a ridge" Well I don't know the terms in geography; I missed that day But I'm stuck on this mountain without your lips. ....suffice to say We'll come down from the mountains and to the coast Where we can roam We'll come down from the mountains and to the coast we'll feel home
2.
Them trees were shakin' alone with fear I was out to get them, I made that clear For suns have risen without shedding light and I will be alone in the night The log cabin built was a brand new start But I still remember where we got the parts The suns had risen while sprouting the seeds And we'll be alone with our greed And now with dusk approaching it is hard to do my job When I've spent all my years pretending my heart don't throb Them trees were shakin' Cause we were taking All they had To live for and die for a man
3.
Here I go, another song about a place I've never been But something 'bout that post card has drawn me in And I've kicked these tires since the ice was paper thin No more songs of girls that I never will win Never win... Watching birds just float off out of view They have no need for wings, even though they flew 'Cause they've got tides, and ships to replace their home the trees I'd like to follow them off in the sea In the sea... Downgrading bones is like science said just a matter of knowing which hole to thread And I was first to land on this rocky coast And now my spirit remains as a lonely ghost as a ghost...
4.
I know, and I know, and I know just how the days been going Tell me, tell me, oh tell me now just what would lift my spirits I think strangers be a better choice than drinking myself to sleep When I know it's coming down I'll take the pills from out my teeth I know, and I know, and I know just where I saw your face but god, oh parlez now at least it's not a race to walk alone out on the streets like every human being At least I've got the love at heart to show you what I mean Oh god, oh god, oh god I swear it's just a thrill To look, to love, to hold To let your organs spill I'll write a little letter to the ones out on the lawn Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi!
5.
Oh, Winnipeg 04:05
I am back in this old city that I used to call my home that is now a bit unknown that is now a bit unknown One way roads are not my anger or the snow upon the floor what I hate is the suspicion that I hate where I was born Oh, Winnipeg With no cover in the rain you'll be fine for better days the downtown core is growing strong The Jets are back, but I am gone and now I take my last big breath upon the city's lesser steps the ones across from the antique store the first place that we met Oh, Winnipeg Topographic centre of this country, and it's continent these are words that I heard often these are words that I forget Though it's smack dab in the middle like your lungs, or maybe heart people like to dismiss it people like to depart Oh, Winnipeg
6.
Words scatter the page from the dawn Well I haven't a clue what I've done With a stroke of the line that I've drawn stamped, sealed, and sent, and I'm gone These blood stained clothes are props for me, and for you to get out of jail because we're both equally due Now it's customary to forgive, or forget this elephant mind wishes you would just regress This corduroy couch is home tonight, and the next Well, it's of my volition since you're on a mission to criticize all the hopes and dreams of one man who could not care less if you were in duress
7.
Charlottetown Charlottetown You know I'm coming back You know I'm coming back I spent weeks on your island impersonating Johnny Cash For I was wearing my best blacks For I was wearing my best blacks Though I found some composure I stood, awake, and in line It's hard getting a discount when you're neck deep in the brine With coins in my pocket I arrived, looking to spend The town was a mortuary and i was dependent on all the Looks, stares, and the favors of people waiting around maybe taste of the lobster makes the soul feel found
8.
It was not a fashion statement, or emotional plaque I was just trying to get some colours on my skin Figure all at once was a good way to begin The colours in your hair are a beautiful touch But I think you're using them as a social crutch So I think about the times I had a chance to hold your hand and I'll get so sick that if I flew, I would crash land I am sorry for the pause in our brief meetings throughout time but every word I say to you is like a mountain I must climb So I strap up my boots and let my singing do it's talk Hope the time I said "I love you" wasn't too much a shock I am home as long as you're alone
9.
D D Bm G Four days in Ottawa seems a little much When all your living has been done with the lightest touch Lawyers, PMs and dogs say that they've been told that there's some good things well this city's getting far too damn old Getting old Crossed from ole Gatineua it's got me feeling down When Senate's out to lunch this place is a ghost town Lawyers, PMs, and dogs been bought and they've been sold Still on these streets I say: this city's getting far too damn old Getting Old

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Like the name suggests, Cities in the Fog is a collection of songs about places. Some as big as cities, some small cabins or couches.

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released November 1, 2014

Andrew "Blondie" Yablonski - Vocals, guitar, piano, accordion
Andrew "Classic" DeNure - Vocals, banjo
Nicholas "Pompadour" Bertoli - Fiddle, mandolin
Zack "Beardie" Piercey - Bass
Ian "Third Leg" Brown - Vocals, Drums

All songs written by The Captain Andrew Bootstring Band
Lyrics by Andrew Yablonski
Engineered, produced, and mixed by Andrew Yablonski & Andrew DeNure.


Front cover art by Elijah Young
Back cover art by Renata Jankaitis

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The Captain Andrew Bootstring Band Toronto, Ontario

The Captain Andrew Bootstring Band was formed in the closing days of the month of January, 2013. The concept was simple: start a band where-in the members could feel comfortable wearing vests. It goes without saying that the band pushed hard following that opening statement, and quickly evolved in to something with a little more depth than a fashion catalogue for well-to-do men. ... more

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