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Passerby

by Art Of The Possible

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1.
Bury Me 03:32
November winds blow and I'm the last leaf left upon the tree Beside a lonesome bird who sings a song of warning And when that bird flies the branch I'm on is left to tremble And with one last gust it's over When I let go the winter's gonna come When the light of day shatters on the snow And the frozen ground - soon it will become my new home And in the springtime I'm still cold and lying here After icy chains give way to the warming When that bird returns to watch over the seaon New leaves bud upon that branch and take my place When I let go the winter's gonna come When the light of day shatters on the snow And the frozen ground - soon it will become my new home There's no way back for me There's no way back for me So why don't you bury me Bury me November winds blow and you're the last leaf left upon the tree
2.
Dark of Day 04:01
We shared a common delusion That's why you caught my eye It seemed a little precarious At least I had to try Used every beautiful word I knew Until I made you cry But in the end you figured out my unintentional lie I'd rather see by the light of night Than by the dark of day I can't seem to get it right I stand in my own way sometimes I never got what you wanted But I knew it wasn't free You'd hide your face when they'd come around But I had people to see So we couldn't get eye to eye on that we did agree When I finally chose my path you couldn't follow me I'd rather see by the light of night Than by the dark of day I can't seem to get it right I stand in my own way sometimes The fake lines unravelled almost from the start We tried to hold them together we took it all to heart The tangled web of confusion it was a work of art A temporary creation it had to fall apart I'd rather see by the light of night Than by the dark of day I can't seem to get it right I stand in my own way sometimes
3.
The flood water has made it to the high side of the road It's getting hotter as the seasons they come and go Our sons and daughters Will be stuck with this mess we've made So open your eyes to the lies of the men That shake the whole world down for the money They use freedom to cover up the stories that they tell They teach their children to believe their fantasies as well And if they stumble they fear that they'll trip straight down to hell So open your eyes to the lies of the men That shake the whole world down for the money We've gotta do better at finding a truth we can sustain If it offends them you know it's working when they call you out by name Stand together and we'll send them on their way So open your eyes to the lies of the men That shake the whole world down for the money The flood water has made it to the high side of the road It's getting hotter as the seasons they come and go Our sons and daughters Please do all that you can do And open your eyes to the lies of the men That shake the whole world down for the money
4.
Sanctuary 04:50
Sitting waiting watching out the window While he argues with the voices in his head I don't think he'd ever go outside and face the world If he listened to a single word they said Today he couldn't be his own companion Or even walk a mile in his own shoes Wrapped up with for familiar walls around him Stuck inside those sanctuary blues He's got both hands wrapped around a bottle And he can't convince himself to put it down The angel on his shoulder is now the devil in his mind This afternoon he wants to watch them drown Today he couldn't be his own companion Or even walk a mile in his own shoes Wrapped up with for familiar walls around him Stuck inside those sanctuary blues He'll put himself on trial in the morning And when the judge's verdict's handed down He'll finally take a little bit of his freedom And make it almost all the way to town Today he couldn't be his own companion Or even walk a mile in his own shoes Wrapped up with for familiar walls around him Stuck inside those sanctuary blues
5.
Passerby 04:49
I've had lots of heroes come and go But so few have stood the test of time So I guess it never seems to me as strange When one goes down a new one's found the world goes round Safely on the sidelines The best seats in the whole damned place There's no dirt and there's no danger You just play the game you wait you watch it's not the same I'm just young enough to realize That I'm not too old to try To switch it on and not just be a passerby The loves I've lost the things that bring me pain Are too easy to deny Bundled up and buries in the ground I could adore or just ignore my inner war When it's time to pack up and move on And throw it all aside You can't forget the wisdom you have earned The compromises or the lies that no one buys I'm just young enough to realize That I'm not too old to try To switch it on and not just be a passerby As a father and a brother and a son There are many debts to pay My best it better be just good enough To keep them safe to keep me sane to asctertain What went right and what went oh so wrong Lessons learned on the flipside I'm young enough, I'm old enough I'm cold enough To speak my mind I won't relent I won't rewind I'm just young enough to realize That I'm not too old to try To switch it on and not just be a passerby

about

“Passerby” consists of 5 tracks composed by singer/songwriter/guitarist Colin Fowlie and arranged by the entire band. Fowlie is joined by James Rooney on Drums, Jarret Meadows on Bass, Huey Lord on keyboards, Camilo Villamizar-Báez on guitar, and finally his sister Megan Fowlie on vocals, kazobo, and auxiliary percussion. From jazz to 90’s grunge rock, from blues to folk, each band member brings their own personal influences to the table which are woven throughout the arrangements. The resulting
sound is something unique yet familiar that should appeal to fans of a variety of musical genres.

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released January 19, 2018

Music and Lyrics: Colin Fowlie
Arrangements: Art Of The Possible
Recording: Colin Fowlie and Corey Wilson
Mixing and Mastering: Corey Wilson
Album Art: Fiona Sinclair

Art Of The Possible is:
Colin Fowlie: Vocals, Guitars
Megan Fowlie: Vocals
Huey Lord: Keyboards
Jarret Meadows: Bass
James Rooney: Drums
Camilo Villamizar-Báez: Guitars (Tracks 2,3,5)

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