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Our Year in Purgatory

by Ray Flanagan

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Stuck on the side of the road again Counting the causes of death Well, I can't be blue Over you Not like I was Not like before Can't tell the day I'm all out of sorts But All of this is all for the best Meant to save lives Watching the world Go by Outside
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In the days to come There will be no more sickness No more sorrow In the days to come We gotta keep our hands on the wheel Get what you need Protect what you feel We gotta keep our hands on the wheel We gotta keep our eye on the ball As together we stand Divided by it all We gotta keep our eye on the ball It's gonna be alright now As we move on ahead And get well again In the days to come I have so many friends Who are victims of the past Trying to stop that fleeting feeling 'Cause it never seems to last And I know that that feeling Can knock you cold to the floor Send you crawling down the avenue Begging at every door I wanna feel your touch I wanna feel your sweet touch I wanna feel your touch Again In the days to come It's gonna be alright now
3.
The lights of town are shaking Like a wet dog on a chain All the money we were making We may not see it again But we can’t go back No we can’t go back We can’t just go Back to the way it was Sour bread mama’s baking Has worked its way into my brain We may tend to feel forsaken When we suspect that love’s been feigned But we can’t go back No we can’t go back We can’t just go Back to the way it was White spring flowers by waterfalls Big creek running between concrete walls We may have bent to what we’ve lost We must keep growing at all costs Long old tunnel, damp and dark Sunlight shining through the other end of the park We can’t go back No we can’t go back We can’t just go Back to the way it was I can feel your heart is aching In your eyes I see the pain Defining strength is complicating Still there's one thing that is plain We can’t go back No we can’t go back We can’t just go Back to the way it was

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I never in a million years thought I'd be doing home recording. I like to get my engineering done by engineers. That said, I'm proud of these tunes and think I captured some mojo, true to what they are and the situation I'm in.

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released December 4, 2020

All songs written and performed by Ray Flanagan
Recorded, produced, mixed, and mastered by Ray Flanagan (in bed)

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