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Say My Name
04:42
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Say My Name
Words & Music by Mitch Tyler and Ed Young
Say my name
Let the die be cast
Don't discount my wicked past
My wicked past
Strange whispers true
Old desires won't comfort you
No longer need
That poison fun
No longer need
The only one
With a vengeful eye
Of piercing blue
Don’t deny the hidden truth
Thinking back I wonder how
We lost the life we’ve known
And turned away the easy warmth
Of our former happy home
So simple now to boldly claim
There is no wolf to fear
But when a knock’s upon our door
Whose face will appear?
It will be mine
Still this is true
Spring Heeled Jack will get his due
Days counted down
Lives lived near death
Same soul, blood, bone
Same skin, same breath
No longer need
Your honey sweet
No longer need
Your dark release
Lying lips still wet
Must now proclaim
So free your tongue and say my name
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She Doesn't Think I'm Looking
Words & Music by Ed Young and Mitch Tyler
Counting all the pages turned
Still the fire burns
I see her there
And I can’t help but smile
Took the long way around
To find that solid ground
Now I’m here
After so many miles
After so many miles
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
She doesn’t think I notice but I do
Every little thing she does
A lifetime together won’t be enough for me
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
Through all the laughs and tears
A backdrop to the many years
Of memories in the bone
A heart finds its own
Touching with lover’s hands
Here a lover makes a stand
Burning bright
Like a star in its prime
Burning for all time
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
She doesn’t think I notice but I do
Every little thing she does
A lifetime together won’t be enough for me
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
Every single moment there
Every sweet memory shared
Til the sun runs out of time
Every little thing she does
A lifetime together won’t be enough
for me, no-ooh-oh-oh
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
She doesn’t think I notice but I do
Every little thing she does
A lifetime together won’t be enough for me
She doesn’t think I’m looking but I am
She doesn’t think I’m looking…
Oh…
Oh but I am
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I Know This Place
Words & Music by Ed Young and Mitch Tyler
I know this place
Been away for so long
Feel so good to be back again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Don’t it feel real nice
Back where I don’t think twice
About anything
I’ve been uptown and down bound
Crossed the land from shore to shore
Had slow dances and bad romances
Tomorrow was an open door
Taillight’s glow and busy roads
Were my closest friends
I turned it around, I’m back in town
Feeling like a kid again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Feel so good to be back again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Don’t it feel real nice
Back where I don’t think twice
About anything
Chrome wheels, drive-in meals
Old songs you gotta to hear
Funny how a line or two
Can roll back all the years
Days pass, way too fast
And years just slip away
Come on Einstein, make some headlines
Take me back to yesterday
I know this place
Been away for so long
Feel so good to be back again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Don’t it feel real nice
Back where I don’t think twice
About anything
Oh I’m wild and running free
Can’t believe it
Can you feel it?
I know this place
Been away for so long
Feel so good to be back again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Don’t it feel real nice
Back where I don’t think twice
I know this place
Been away for so long
Feel so good to be back again
I know this place
Been away for so long
Don’t it feel real nice
Back where I don’t think
About anything
Oh about anything…
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Cry, Cry, Cry
Words & Music by Mitch Tyler, Ed Young and Rik Emmett
She burned with fire,
Her love a white hot coal
She built her world a-round a dream
Gave her heart, bared her soul
Still one December
As the midnight chimed
He slipped away and left her
Sweet embrace behind
Oh how she’d try, try, try
To please him
Now it’s cry, cry, cryin’
Tears without end
With the weight of the world
Pressing down, why, why, why
Does she hold on to heartache and pain
So many tears
So many empty sighs
Keep haunting all her mem’ries
As each day turns to night
How could he leave her?
How could she be so blind?
How could a love that felt so ten-der
End so cruel and so unkind?
Oh how she’d try, try, try
To please him
Now it’s cry, cry, cryin’
Tears without end
With the weight of the world
Pressing down, why, why, why
Does she hold on to heartache and pain
Someday she’ll wake up
And she’ll realize
That no man could be worth
All that sorrow in-side
No time to waste
No more wond‘rin’ why
She’ll lose her chains
She’ll love again
She’ll light up with burnin’ de-sire…
Cryin’ no more tears
For the man she’s left behind
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Blue Eyed Baby
03:29
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Blue-Eyed Baby
Words & Music by Mitch Tyler and Ed Young
So fond, familiar
Though our childhood haunts remain
While younger actors take the part
As the twilight hours fade
Lover’s promises are made
And so reveal
The hidden secrets of our hearts
Blue nights and grey days
Bring dreamlike memories of
The lonely streets of our home town
Where eager lovers used to meet
In the summer evening’s heat
Empty hands and empty hearts replace them now
Lonesome, the rail yard whistle
Cries out in the rain
Sweetly the plaintive songbird
Sings his sad refrain
Take me back
To the moment where we
Once embraced this world
And you were my blue-eyed baby
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Old Noah
Words & Music by Mitch Tyler and Ed Young
Working, working, working
Gotta keep working, blind ambition
Lurking lurking lurking
Lurking in the corners superstition
Wonder, wonder, wonder
Wondrin’ about the mortal condition
Thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder rumblin’ dark perdition
Not much hearing
Who the hell is steering?
This ride has finally run its course
Father, Mother
Sister, brother
The compass fails and
Time is running short
It was there and now it’s gone
What was strong enough to lean upon
All that’s left, a silent empty space
Old Noah, he knew the score
Sailed the seas away from shore
What’s carved in stone,
Can always be erased
When the waves start crashing
Will we find a new state of grace?
Working, working, working
Gotta keep working, blind ambition
Around the corner lurking
Lurking feeding wild suspicion
Sails are tearing
Fellow how you faring?
No escape, this ship will run aground
Look above, look within
Steel your faith, your discipline
Close at hand the courage can be found
It was there and now it’s gone
What was strong enough to lean upon
All that’s left, a silent empty space
Old Noah, he knew the score
Sailed the seas away from shore
What’s carved in stone,
Can always be erased
When the waves start crashing
Will we find a new state of grace?
It was there and now it’s gone
What was strong enough to lean upon
All that’s left, a silent empty space
Old Noah, he knew the score
Sailed the seas away from shore
What’s carved in stone,
Can always be erased
Will angry waters rising
Drive us from this place?
When the waves start crashing
Will we find a new state of grace?
Working, working, working
Gotta keep working, blind ambition
Lurking lurking lurking
Lurking in the corners superstition
Wonder, wonder, wonder
Wondrin’ about the mortal condition
Thunder, thunder, thunder
Thunder rumblin’ dark perdition
Sinking, sinking, sinking
Sinking into desolation
Ringing, ringing, ringing
Ringing bells of navigation
Beacon, beacon, beacon
Beacon in the distance, jubilation
Seeking, seeking, seeking
Seeking righteous vindication
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Young, Tyler, Ackland & Associates
Cross-continental songwriting, music publishing and production partnership of:
Andrew Ackland
Los Angeles, CA
Mitch Tyler
London, ON
Ed Young
Charlottetown, PEI
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