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Turn the Ground Over by The Copper Kites, sleeve

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Turn the Ground Over

The Copper Kites

2 tracks · 7:45 · $0.99 from PACEX

In the PACEX catalogue from day 32 of your tour.

Tracks

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  1. 01Turn the Ground Over4:12
    [Verse 1]
    They put a ruler in my hand
    They said the line was straight
    They showed me where the wages went
    And where to leave the gate
    I learned to keep the blade from slipping
    I learned to mind my thumb
    But underneath the cutting wheel
    I heard another drum
    
    [Refrain]
    Turn the ground over
    See what wants to grow
    I've been standing on an answer
    That I didn't want to know
    Turn the ground over
    Let the roots come through
    There may not be a golden road
    But there's a road I haven't used
    
    [Verse 2]
    I sold the suit they bought for Sundays
    I kept my working shoes
    I bought a guitar with a crooked neck
    And learned to bend the blues
    My father said he'd keep my place
    I thanked him for the thought
    But left before I could get comfortable
    With all the things he'd bought
    
    [Bridge]
    I don't know if I'm leaving right
    I don't know where I'll land
    But every time I strike a chord
    I feel the handle in my hand
    
    [Final Refrain]
    Turn the ground over
    See what wants to grow
    I've been standing on an answer
    That I didn't want to know
    Turn the ground over
    Let the roots come through
    There may not be a golden road
    But there's a road I haven't used
    
    I haven't used it
    I'm going through
    🔒
  2. 02Honey on the Speaker Cloth3:33
    [Verse 1]
    The carpet's got a cigarette
    For every year it's been
    The drummer's got a borrowed shirt
    The paint is wearing thin
    Then you step out between the tables
    And the room forgets its age
    There's a little golden weight
    On every note we play
    
    [Refrain]
    Honey on the speaker cloth
    Warmth along the wire
    You can make a poor amplifier
    Sing as though its valves were fire
    Move a little closer
    Let the wooden floor give way
    There's honey on the speaker cloth
    And we've got a song to play
    
    [Verse 2]
    You don't ask for anything
    You don't look toward the stage
    You turn your shoulder slowly
    Like you're turning down a page
    And I stop racing through the changes
    And I let the bass come in
    The drummer puts his sticks down low
    And finds your step again
    
    [Bridge]
    When the owner shuts the doorway
    When the chairs are turned around
    Will you stay and hear the little things
    That don't require a crowd?
    
    [Final Refrain]
    Honey on the speaker cloth
    Warmth along the wire
    You can make a poor amplifier
    Sing as though its valves were fire
    Move a little closer
    There's no entrance left to pay
    There's honey on the speaker cloth
    And we've got a song to play
    🔒

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