Grey

by Dead Indian

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released August 3, 2013

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Dead Indian Fayetteville, Arkansas

Dead Indian is Breck Shipley, Simon Martin, and Dirk Porter. In only one year, the band has released two professionally recorded EP's, "Lead Me to the Sky" and "Grey" with a third, titled "When We Live" set to release in 2014.

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Track Name: Touch the Sun
If we're looking for our cages
And we see on past the night
We will see the things among us
And understand it's not right

I have seen
All I need to see
I secede from that which ages
There's nothing here I really need

Touch the sun, babe
Won't you learn
Touch the sun, babe
Won't you burn

I have find I am angry
It's in my soul, it's how i feel
I'm getting tired of this half-world
Wanting life that's real

I have seen
All I need to see
I secede from that which ages
There's nothing here I really need

Touch the sun, babe
Won't you learn
Touch the sun, babe
Won't you burn

Touch the sun, babe
Won't you learn
Touch the sun, babe
Won't you burn
Track Name: Big Grey Sky
All the children unaware of their raising
To look back in retrospect and then cry
And all the old men in old houses with their chest pains
Wondering where the hell to go when they die

And all the tweakers tumbling, stumbling through the day glow
Raving, misbehaving in our nights
Banging, rearranging their heads at our rock n' roll shows
Find some dust, tap the vein and ignite

Are we free now
Can we breathe now
Big grey sky
Big grey sky

Are we free now
Can we breathe now
Big grey sky
Big grey sky

All the hipsters dream in stoic coffee houses
Waking, dying smoking spirits in their vans
And bourgoise mamas and papas pay for penthouses
While we piss and moan about the man

And all the girls left pining right where we left them
In apartments filled with books and bad zen
Pleading with our god to forgive us
For what we've done and what we will do again

Are we free now
Can we breathe now
Big grey sky
Big grey sky

Are we free now
Can we breathe now
Big grey sky
Big grey sky
Track Name: This is Not My Song
Oh Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He's got a way of forcing on you
My mind's as cold as ice

And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I'm happy with all my borrowed words
And won't ever return

But this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords

And these are not my feelings
In fact they're age old
Oh I learned them from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me

Oh Lord I've stolen a girl
But it's like stealing a mountain
I've got no place to put it
And no hope to climb it

I can not succeed
I can not catch and release
Oh I said, 'man, please take her back'
And he said, 'you've sewn- now you will reap'

I found a true love
And surely she's ideal
She was once my friends
But I made a steal

And she loves like a rock
And she's heavy as a stone, yeah
But it's better than drugs
Or being alone

But this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords

And these are not my feelings
In fact they're age old
Oh I learned them from a place
But mainly they're stole
Stolen by me