The Bournemouth EP

by Jess Morgan

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The Bournemouth EP
out 8th June 2015
Amateur Boxer Records

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released 08 June 2015

All songs by Jess Morgan

Recorded and mixed ( tracks 1,2, & 3 ) with Jose McGill
Mastered by Stu Hanna
Nashville Field Recording thanks to Adam Kurtz

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Track Name: Down In Flames
Down In Flames.

We are the last ones here
scoop up your bones
take a turn with me
kick up your heels
for the world to see
the little holes in
you know the spiral
they come a rat tap
on your shell
to find you a tiger
curled in a ball
and then leave you alone.

Bring nothing
other than yourself
save medication.
sing something
say it’s not in vain -
when you believe in love
I believe the same
say you’re game, darling.

let’s blow off the roof
when we go down in flames
let’s blow off the roof
when we go down in flames.

This is an outlaw’s fate
fistful of broken fingers
that peered through the grate
but tender and skilled
is your figure of eight
you were worth the wait.

Bring nothing
other than yourself
save medication.
sing something
say it’s not in vain -
when you believe in love
I believe the same
say you’re game, darling.

let’s blow off the roof
when we go down in flames
let’s blow off the roof
when we go down in flames.
Track Name: Freckles In The Sun (2015)
Freckles In The Sun

you hide your face
on sunny days
sleep ‘til the afternoon
safe in the shade
from the dizzy heights
of the basement rooms
in summer clothes
where your skin shows
you can’t keep your cool
You won’t hide
the things you done
those colours run
like freckles in the sun
in comes the night
and home go the crowds
beach-party fires
just about died down
and the lightest rain
in the headlamps glows
late bodegas
have their lights slung low
night pulls the black-out blinds
over the half moons under your eyes
streetlights, candles
and we’re all stars in this old ruse
Track Name: Time Machine
Time Machine.

today I am a dog
head inside a cone
staring straight ahead
to the great unknown
doesn’t hear the things
you tell him anymore.
nothing taken nothing owed
no sickening for you to come home
no cutting up my tongue
on a dry bone.
then I am a robot
orphaned in a blast
finishing the job
with the things I’ve found
wire coat-hangers
lessons of the past.
nothing sacred nothing kept
just thickening the skin I have left
and climbing in my time machine
and going back.
then I am a dog
head inside a cone
staring straight ahead
to the open door
doesn’t like the look
of the weather anymore.
Track Name: Simple Mantra
Simple Mantra.

you say it with a look
and the last place you’ve come
we all speak the great unsaid
in every language every tongue
will you take care
no questions asked
I’ll be wasted
if we wait another
you should take me
of me
minute
as I am.
I planned to stop
and just do something simple -
be kind to a man
who is kind to me
whose heart is warm
and his boots are by the door
his hands on me
could be all that I need.
you haven’t said your piece
and you feel shortchanged
but ragged ends blow with the leaves
along the street and far away
and you come look for me
care is at convenience - the kind
that fills the empty evening
carries over to a morning
marries timing with tenderness.
it comes with little punishment
looking out for number one
there’s proof of love you made
that can be bright and new
and hurting nobody.
Track Name: American Song (unreleased field recording)
American Song.

The grass all died
in winter time
I learned from Virginia
set to life.
I’m ready now
my Docs are full
I don’t think I’m fighting it
any more.
you’re as peaceful as a dove
I feel as lucky as a star
moving across a moonstone night
and met in the dark.

They blew my mind
with new age science
while the Carolinas wisely smiled
They drew my card
the King of Hearts
it’s nice to believe
it could be right.
you’re as peaceful as a dove
I feel as lucky as a star
moving across a moonstone night
and met in the dark.
And there was New York
windy and wild
knowing the secret all the time
of someone I loved and left behind
giving me heart.

It tested me
did Tennessee
I woke with the dark cloud over me.
I gather in
and double down
your voice is the
knot-unravelling sound.
you’re as peaceful as a dove
I feel as lucky as a star
moving across a moonstone night
and met in the dark.
And there was New York
windy and wild
knowing the secret all the time
of someone I loved and left behind
giving me heart.