The Echoes of Winter - Outtakes

by Mike Garrigan

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A collection of outtakes from Mike Garrigan's album The Echoes of Winter.

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released August 1, 2015

Written, produced, performed, recorded, mixed, and mastered by Mike Garrigan at Two Egrets Media & Recording, Greensboro, NC, June 2012 - December 2014

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Track Name: Sweet Milk
Did an angel steal your breath?
With a hand upon your chest
Did an angel steal your breath?
Every time, you laugh
Every time, you gasp
Every time, you ask
You’re a slave to all you see
Not free to anything
Hey, what does it mean?
Lost unto your self
Like everybody else
Lost unto yourself

There is nothing more
A shadow on the floor
And sweet milk burning
The old man starts to snore
There's nothing at the door
Aurora

He’s twenty minutes late
But you made out on the date
Twenty minutes late
Cotton candy waste
But, not so common
Not so common
Track Name: Fish in the Furnace
There's a fish in the furnace.
I don't think we deserve this.
Something got lost in the process
A wish that just wasn't worth it
There's a fly in the basement
Buzzing round like he means it
His agents working in earnest
There's a fish in the furnace

And I know
That something
Has to go
And the sea stench
Makes us cold
Yeah, I know

There's a crack in the pavement
Do you hear what I'm sayin'?
It's the night of the comet
Seems like the world doesn't want it
There's a fish in the furnace
I don't think we deserve this
Something got lost in translation
There's a crack in the pavement

And I know
That something
Has to go
And the sea stench
Makes us cold
And a bad hand
Ought to fold
Yeah, I know
Track Name: Slow Night
The hourglass has no sand
The evening light is fading
Close your eyes
In stationary time
The cold high
Of a new life

Slow night
And sister tells a lie
The January rise is fading
Soft light
As winter passes by
The moment is cold and dry

The garden house has no glass
Circumstance is tragic
All is all
Frozen waterfalls
Watch the stone
Chip away
Track Name: Rosencrantz II
Built a pendulum in December
Hurled it wide enough to remember
Friction burned us into ash and ember
Still, slowly going under

A folded hand although we had the trump suit
Walking barefoot though we scored the steel boots
A singularity but still an offshoot
True, just a substitute

Rosencrantz is going nowhere
We’ll never be together again

Propellers dive in every sharp direction
And we tumble in the oscillation
Half depression, half inclination
Please, look me in the eye

Rosencrantz is going nowhere.
We’ll never be together again
Rosencrantz is going nowhere
He’s stranded in the snow