Nathan Hamilton bio

Undone

He burns the road behind him

Leaves no cobwebs on the moulding

Just a tattered Spanish blanket

Hanging lonely on the wall

He's a stronger man at forty

Got a weathered face from fighting

He's the only one with guts enough

To try and break the world's jaw

But I know, yes I know

He's coming undone

He's got a stained and battered Stetson

He keeps it pushed back on his head some

He's got a hand rolled cigarette

Clinched between his smiling teeth

He's got no romantic notion

About where his life is going

He's apt to vanish like the vapors

He might stay drunk and mean for weeks

But I know, yes I know

He's coming undone

I hear the rain is falling

I feel the spirit calling

I hear the echo of the laughter

The heavy sobbing of a cry

I let his memory rest

I won't follow in his footsteps

It's not for me to pity him

It's not for me to question why

I just know, yes I know

He's coming undone

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Cinders

I have turned my back on you
Would you turn me back around
Beautiful and ignored
All your dreams are cinders now
Hold to me my one love
Hold to me

Terrified of what’s to come
Terrified of what’s in me
It's a holy place, my faith restored
Comfort found in one last embrace
Hold to me my one love
Hold to me

50 marks upon my back
50 marks for all to see
I can breath now, I can feel now
I can even speak your name
Hold to me my one love
Hold to me

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Meant to Be

Your faith is a child

That's been left out in the cold

With his face to the glass

Sees the light he longs to know

Still your hanging on just the same

To the one distant voice in the night

That calls out your name

My skys are swollen and gone all gun metal gray

Still I shine like a dime

Sacrificed on the track for the train

I've seen those who've run hard

And those who've tried hard not to run

Saw a man without sight

With the guts to stare down the sun

You are where you are

Meant to be

You ask if I care

And I swear that right now I do

Though I'm past the point of caring

And a bit broken too

So here's one last hope filled plea

From a man who found gold

Crawling around on his hands and his knees

You are where you are

Meant to be

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Change

She locked herself inside

With her dusty books and linen
Never bothered dressing for the day
With the headphones full of Blue
She smoked herself to heaven
Thankful feeling Joni felt the same

She paints her eyes pitch black

Her mouth a rich vermilion
Her arms and legs are long and thin like vines
She might be Camille or she might be Chameleon
But she damn sure takes your money for her time

Looks can be deceiving
Men are always leaving
Change is something sparkling on the ground
Love is just for suckers
That trust in something other
Than the flesh and blood by which we all are bound

She looked out the window

Of a seven story brownstone
As a drunken cellist softly played his scales
She left no explanation
Only these words on the paper
Hanging from the mantle by a nail

Looks can be deceiving
Men are always leaving
Change is something sparkling on the ground
Love is just for suckers
That trust in something other
Than the flesh and blood by which we all are bound

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Receive

I may have doubts, I may have worries
At times it seems I can’t go on
In just one moment that all changes
When in your strength I find I’m strong

You don’t talk down to anybody
You don’t speak with a forked tongue
No held grudges, no bitter judgments
No regrets for anything you’ve done

You just keep giving, just keep giving
You just keep giving to whoever will receive

I am tired of all this living
I am tired of the dying too
All I’m wanting, all I’m needing
Is the life that we once knew

And to just keep giving, just keep giving
Just keep giving to whoever will receive

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Lifted

I won’t be smiling through the days
Pretending to feel nothing
I’d only do that anyway
To put the rest at ease

Don’t let the language fool you
I swear that I am happy
No reason in this world
No reason to complain

I was drunk and I was laughing
In the mirror at myself
I could hear you through the door
Whispering my name

Another night of sweat and glitter
So called courage in a glass
All our needs have turned to labor
Now the days go by so fast

I am not prepared to feel your body lifted
I am not prepared to feel you move away

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Weary world

Open up your arms embrace me now
This weary world has lost its way
Let the light of love shine down upon us
To lead us out of this our darkest day

Lately all I hear about is freedom
It all sounds like hate and fear to me
Shackled by the chains of power and privilege
A life for a life sets no one free

Mothers take the hands of your daughters
Fathers put your arms around your sons
Look into the faces of your children
Think about the damage that has been done

There is a dream that will not falter
There is a hope that you cannot kill
Wherever two or more are gathered

There shall the grace of God be still


Open up your arms embrace me now
This weary world has lost its way
Let the light of love shine down upon us
To lead us out of this our darkest day

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(album credits)

"Undone" & "Cinders" were recorded and produced by Craig Ross.

(Music played by Craig Ross and Nathan Hamilton)

All other songs played, recorded and produced by Nathan Hamilton.

Mastered by: Jason Richard

Cover drawing: Nathan Hamilton

Thanks to: Craig,Jason and Mark & Melanie McKinney

all songs by Nathan Hamilton c.2008 irondustmusic/bmi

For Sarah, Lila & Helena

 

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