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Small Things Shining Bright

by Edward St Moritz

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Take No Prisoner Eyes 03:28
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2. Take no prisoner Eyes She got hair like prairie grasses She got fingers like a bird She got a turn in her ankle that upside downs my world She got ferris wheel laughter She got party in her mind And the thing that fin’lly got me were those take no prisoner eyes Take your Mona Lisas take those Playboy nudes Take’em all away from me they don’t get me in the mood Throw away my Mercedes scrap all my silk ties Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes She got supernova lovin’ she got manners like a queen She got the best bullshit detector that I ever seen If I lose her at the station in the smell of sweat and fries I know she’s gonna find me with those take no prisoner eyes Take your fancy dining take those fancy sheets Take’m all away from me I got what I need Throw away my illusions lay waste to all my lies Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes Instrumental break... Take your fancy dining take those fancy sheets Take’m all away from me I got what I need Throw away my illusions lay waste to all my little white lies Lay me down and bury me in those take no prisoner eyes © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Foolish Gold 04:57
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3. Foolish Gold Those dusty roads you've walked on Water them with grace Recall with gentle kindness A lover's sunset face Memory's a Greyhound Drivers, Joy and Pain Know you'll never see those pictures Quite like they were again Take all the homes you've cried in Fold them in your tears Stow them in your closets Won't need them for years Sometimes when you're lovely Sometime when you're old Forget you ever hid them away So much foolish gold Chorus: You've been a slave in Egypt You got lost in Guelph Never found those exit signs from fires in yourself Now you sit in winter Snow around your knees Your dreams sink into drifting hopes slow down and freeze Time no longer matters Sky fell yesterday One damn thing over and over and over Black and white to grey Chorus: Hostage to remembrance Stockholm in your heart You'd like to have her to yourself But you'd rather be apart
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Writing on the Wall 03:02
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4. Writing on the wall I read your name and didn't want to know you Thought I was alone inside this stall Seven numbers on the side Someone's sharpie, someone's pride I saw the writing on the wall Other men scrawled along beside you Left and right for favours big and small Invitations and abuse Words like hammers grammar loose I saw the writing on the wall Bridge: Lonesome loops and lines across the doorway Scratches of a child pretending to be a man Threat and insult waiting for an answer Raw desire etched on paint with one lonely hand I could stay and add to shards of stories tell this tiny room I'm tough and tall Sign on for posterity but this bowl has enough of me don't have to say a thing at all I've seen your writing on the wall © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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The Ten Minute Test 04:16
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5. The ten minute test Thank you my love your body was light Thank you my sons you are hope Thank you my landlord for keeping my nights Thank you my friends for the dope Nothing but memories and single malt scotch Nothing is there when time runs out my watch Everything living and dying at once Here I am there you are and it doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit Get out hypocritical measly church mice your bells never did ring till twelve I’ll get nothing from you but I’ll give some advice: Take a break from your eternal selves Nothing but martinis, old hopes and lost dreams No one to help me with outrageous schemes Everything dying and living at once there you are, here I was and the rhyme doesn’t work for a’ that (Interlude) Nothing is left but my body in bed Everyone's waiting until I am dead Stories and rumours don't mean as much now Here we are, How are you And our time's running out like my breath Farewell to those beautiful women, my friends to music, to food and to wine Goodbye to nakedness, sweat and the bends I’ll be gone, but you’ll do just fine. I’ll be gone, but you’ll do just fine. I’ll be gone, but you’ll do just fine. © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Rendezvous of Fools 04:40
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6. Rendezvous of Fools She turned and fell into his arms for this one time and he caressed the naked curve below her ear He swore he'd never let her drop his guard again but now she is so now and here Remember this? she did not have to ask it when she pressed her hip into his memory so near she knew as soon as she stepped through his open eyes his cool reserve would disappear (refrain) Is this the way old lovers recall a passion's nova long since cooled who knows how wintered flesh remembers the touch of a rendezvous of fools What was this thing? Cafe and consequential fling that gaze two seconds longer than a heartbeat grows “How are the girls? Your grandson must be thirteen now did your ex-husband ever know?” (refrain) this is the way old lovers recall the suns of passion long since cooled who knows how wintered flesh remembers the touch This rendezvous of fools [Break] The small talk fades in phantoms of their half-caught breath there's no surprise to where this conversation leads He's soft, she's dry, but still they lie in tender naked summer skin filled ecstasy So this surrender to the history of lips and sweet denial of the of rules They'd rather be beside each other than beside themselves This rendezvous of fools La la, La la, la lala lala lala lala lah la la....ce rendezvous des fous ©2014 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Corporal Richardson 04:46
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7. Corporal Richardson Corporal Richardson came home today Fought in a war that was far far away Two weeks to go from a eight month stay Corporal Richardson came home today Corporal Richardson saw her friends die boot on the road and blood on her eyes The truck in the air where birds ought to fly Corporal Richardson saw her friends die Terror's a word we don't know at all Security's politics have put up the walls We don't pay much except taxes and fear and hope it will all go away by next year Corporal Richardson cried in the gloom where an acid burned girl moaned alone in the room No time to think it all happened too soon Corporal Richardson wept in those ruins. Then she got the letter “No lover, no more. Things aren't getting better and I'm out the door” You leave a sweetheart to kill or be killed but it's not for the country or forms that you fill Corporal Richardson can't take no more Her hope and her memory are far distant shores They cleaned her despair and her stains from the floor Corporal Richardson .... Corporal Richardson came home today Fought in a war that was far far away Two weeks to go from a eight month stay Corporal Richardson came home today ©2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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You'll Have My Memory 04:22
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8. You'll Have My Memory When my time is o’er and my days are done When life’s sweet sorrow will end what it’s begun When you burn my bones scatter ashes on the ground You will have my memory to know I was around My God’s a flight of starlings my hope’s a winter moon My love is the lips of my sweetheart my lord a serving spoon Won’t knead my bread no more the old guitar won’t make a sound But you’ll have my memory to know I was around Chorus: And I won’t need a saviour to have my sins forgiven I won’t need a bible to get me into heaven All I’ve needed was your finger’s touch Your voice, the sweetest sound And you’ll have my memory to know I was around Sometimes through the joy and sometimes through the pain You’ll miss my body warm and want me back again You may feel so lost like you never will be found But you’ll have my memory to know I was around Chorus: So don’t go to the churchyard and weep over the stones Just keep me in your heart and you’ll never be alone All you needed was my lover’s touch My voice the sweetest sound And you’ll have my memory to know I was around And I won’t need a saviour to make my living whole And I won’t need a church pew to satisfy my soul All I’ve needed was your lover’s song Your voice, the sweetest sound And you’ll have my memory to know I was around ©2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Four Whores of the Endtimes 04:34
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9. Four Whores of the Endtimes Refrain Four whores of the end times hungry as sharks Penelope, Ecstasy, Nightmare and Dark They lie with you , lie to you Tie you in knots No one, nothing will save No one, nothing will save Penelope’s innocent, charming and wise Fools and philosophers fall in her eyes she takes you with guile she baits you with truth She grins as you gaze into fantasy’s booth Ecstasy’s horny as Sunday in hell Wet with desire for your soul’s brittle shell With your brains in her sex She’ll blow out your mind Unchained , unseemly, unhinged and unkind. Refrain With Nightmare it’s weeping and gnashing of teeth You’ll wish you were dreaming ‘way back in Westmeath When she’s finished with you Not much left on the plate except bits of bitterness, terror and hate. How will you pay when the bill comes due, When they stand at the door you just came through? What will you say to their outstretched hands : “I’m all out of flesh - you don’t understand!”? When Dark finally enters you can’t see her smile You can feel her small heat, it may last for a while And when her while’s done She will let you fall into nothing, nothing, nothing at all Four whores of the endtimes hungry as sharks Penelope, Ecstasy, Nightmare and Dark They lie with you, lie to you Tie you in knots No one, nothing will save [Repeat 3X ] © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll(SOCAN)
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City From The Sky 04:47
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10. City From the Sky spent my life with answers stolen from a book one dreamless year I woke took another way question the stars, question the moonlight only heard my breathing no words to say wandering in my garden, taking in salt air searching in that peace but darkness stole the calm Was that the voice of God in new Jerusalem nothing but tv noise and bloody human bombs “O city from the sky! O fabled True and Lovely!” These stories you and I tell to our children fall like glass There is no God on high, there's only what we're hearing: This bag of bones and dreams and tears like light and dark will pass The air is full of bees, they're falling like autumn deserts of clearcuts and slicks on holy ground cancer of our bottom lines just ate up the future. no flying cars here, just hollow metal sounds “O city from the sky! O fabled True and Lovely!” These stories you and I tell to our children fall like glass There is no God on high, there's only what we're knowing: This bag of bones and dreams and tears like light and dark will pass [Bridge] Is my hope a rumour? My faith a barren seed? My love a mix of spit and moan to fill a fleshtone need? These things I am sure of: our bodies rot or burn in the meantime we live for our wond'ring play lightfall wind on poplars, lover's fragrant skin, pain inside our knees, books we'll read someday “O city from the sky! O fabled True and Lovely!” Old stories you and I told to our children fell like glass If there's no God on high, there's only what we're seeing: This bag of bones and dreams and tears like light and dark will pass O city from the sky! O fabled True and Lovely!” Old stories you and I told to our children fell like glass If there's no God on high, there's only what we are.....: This bag of bones and dreams and tears like light and dark will pass This bag of bones and dreams and tears like light and dark..... © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Soft Snow Falls 05:34
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12. Soft Snow Falls A soft snow falls the street light shines fridge clicks on old compressor whines I see you standing in my room your beauty shines but you leave too soon a light snow falls like your hair so fine on my pillowed bed oh you were so kind a soft snow falls all is quiet now on this Sunday night resting on my brow Chorus: Sit with me a while While I tell you stories Lie with me inside the covers of my single life Sit with me a while while I love you more it’s been too long it’s been too long while soft snow falls I will keep you warm When winter winds Threaten you with harm I'll bring you in You come again when daybreak calls I'll draw you in when the last snow falls Chorus: Sit with me a while While I tell you stories Lie with me inside the colours of my changing life Sit with me a while while I love you more it’s been too long it’s been too long while soft snow falls A soft snow falls footsteps slide I walk in drifts where the wind is wide I come to you where we see this through When the last snow falls I'll be with you When the last snow falls I'll be with you © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)
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Cookin' in the Kitchen 03:41
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11. Cookin in the Kitchen Walk in the house after working for the man Honey's in the kitchen sweating garlic in the pan Smells so good, smells so sweet I ask my baby “You got any meat for that Chorus Cookin' in the kitchen My baby's so good at Cookin' in the kitchen Just like he should Cookin' in the kitchen He stirs it so fine When he's cookin' in the kitchen he is mine all mine When my baby bakes bread He makes me sing He kneads it and he kneads it like a living thing He got strong hands to slap and fold That dough on the counter It never gets old, that Cookin' in the kitchen With my baby tonight Cookin' in the kitchen till the morning light Put that loaf in the oven and let it rise till it's hard and hot and steamy and oh so nice Dessert is special dessert's a treat dessert with berries he's squeezin' so sweet Whipped cream, chocolate sauce, biscuit on the side We go into the bedroom to go and hide all that Cookin' in the kitchen take it to bed Spread it on your body from your toes to your head Cookin' in the kitchen never stays in one spot Cause when you're cookin in the kitchen every room gets hot Chorus Cookin' in the kitchen mm mm mm Cookin' in the kitchen yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Cookin' in the kitchen never stays in one spot Cause when you're cookin in the kitchen every room gets hot ©2016 words and Music by Edward Moll(SOCAN)
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Small Things Shining Bright 04:17
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13. Small Things Shining Bright So begins another day of opened eyes and windows traffic wheels and wheels away noise goes where the wind blows He makes his coffee black as night thinks about her sleeping their love is small things shining bright sometimes it leaves him weeping It's not too late at this late stage for hearts of stone to soften when the years add to your age love doesn't happen often fair enough, then, let it be so. They only met scant years ago an almost chance encounter music wine and laughter flowed colours glowed around her he to her seemed not too far away for old flirtation she cast it out he took the bait expectant hesitation Bridge: “How do you like your coffee?” she asked as the party whirled “Black as midnight oil and you?” Signal flags unfurled. “Light tan, lots of cream and honey” A finger through her hair and from there to here from then to Now you take another cup bring it to the table take care not to fill it up leave room so you're able to froth the heated honeyed cream pour it in the centre go into your room of dreams set it down beside her It's not too late at this late stage for hearts of stone to soften when the years add to your age love doesn't happen often fair enough, then, let it be so. …. love is small things shining bright open eyes and wonder... © 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)

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"Your music takes me to somewhere between the Renaissance and a more contemporary Troubadour. 
Great...funny, honest, interesting, compelling.
... authentic, diverse, delivered with mastery and passion." Marg Gurr, sculptor and artist.

This is a steamer trunk of road tunes with bucket lists full of dreams; Inspirations from church pews to voices in the wee hours of the morning; " what if I had ten minutes to live?" kind of questions; Parisian cafes, secret assignations, the scent of Gauloises in the air; nightmares and suicide and PTSD, reflections on life and death without an afterlife; sex in the kitchen and love in a cup of morning coffee.

Listen to songs “lyrically driven in a kind of post-folk way, fusing elements of classical Old World influences and gritty observation.”

There is love there, but with a distinct taste of cigars and old single malt scotch.

Age, mortality, death; love, sex and shadowed divine farce from a darkside navigator.

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released June 16, 2016

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Edward St Moritz Barrie, Ontario

Ed lives in Collingwood Ontario.

He and Don Bray produced his first CD of original songs Small Things Shining Bright and has just completed a second project A Bit of Change with Ray Dillard.

Why a darkside navigator?
“I am responsible for the directions I take in those gray territories. I do go into depression, but I also know how to sail through it. My songs are the maps of experience there.” ... more

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