For Haden

by Owen Tromans

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released February 18, 2013

All songs written by Owen Tromans (copyright control).
Recorded by Joe Bennett at Truck Studios.
Mastered by Tim Turan.
Artwork by Richard T Clarke.

Additional musicians:
Joe Bennett: Bass, piano, violin, organ and backing vocals
Jamie Dawson: Drums on 1 and 3
Ben Perry: Drums and backing vocals on 4 and 5

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Track Name: Greg
You were the songs boy
You got into my bones
And I saw your houses
And they dwarfed my own
And I saw your guitar
Feeding back low
You were the youth boy
The noise at the show

The orange trees, the sunshine
The skaters in the park
The oh-so-cool hair dye
Your Van Halen scars
Back when there was mystery
I got drawn in
Then the harder edges
When you went for the win

I think it was something like that
They all turned their backs
But I can’t be sure
On days like these
Track Name: Bella In The Witch Elm
Who put Bella in the witch elm son?
Who put Bella in the witch elm son?
I don’t want you to call them that
I don’t want you to call them that
Because they always find a way to come back

Who took Bella’s hand my son?
Who cut Bella’s hand my son?
Don’t you dare call her that
Don’t you dare call her that
Because they will find you out my lad

We keep our hearts locked to them all
But we make our mark in chalk upon the wall
Track Name: Trinity Records
I root through the stacks you put out
Flick through the racks for stand outs
Give me photocopied noise from Down Under
Double disc boys with octave pedal thunder

Oh the treehouse kid used to come down
For the pilgrimage into town
I love that old line, the train winds from
The Old Hill to the Snow Hill
Where we set our sights upon

Trinity Records

The Sword kept me flipping, electricity was ripping

But all three fade

The Tempest tide served a beating
But with ex-members as guides, my love was increasing
Then to the Factory home of true sounds
They said you’re never alone when you’re underground

At Trinity Records

The Sword kept me flipping, The Dead were kicking

But all three fade
Track Name: For Haden
A good route – we beat the bounds
Keeping within our sacred grounds
I could always hear the trains
And petrol bikes across the plains

And so we made a vow, among the branches away from town
One that binds my heart still

We taught this place held us so well
Marked at its edges by Cross and Bell
We would drink and love
And take comfort in absence above

And once we made a vow, beneath the branches outside of town
One that binds my heart still

A translation for you:
Flowing through Haden is all I do
Track Name: Count The Lights
Back in the Championship days
Before I moved away
It was the city at a push
But some nights the ‘Bridge was enough

I love it when there’s no town at all
And it rolls and flows and I'm really not sure
Where this thing begins and ends
Where this thing begins and it ends

Count the lights when you can’t see the stars
The blue and the white pressed to our hearts
We count the lights when we can’t see the stars
And that’s what gets me, pulls me apart

When the grind’s got you in its grip
And your wheels just spin in the ditch
Tired of holding up and falling in line
I try to embrace a different time

When we’d count the lights instead of the stars
The blue and the white held to our hearts
We’d count the lights instead of the stars
And that’s what gets me, pulls me apart