Album closer from The Haunting. Piano-driven, gospel influenced celebration.
Jeff Holmes: Vocals, Guitar; Scot Evans: Bass, Harmony vocals; Longtime musician friends Steve Ebe on drums, David Steele and Chris
Cottros on guitars, Jody Nardone on keyboards, and background vocalist
Andra Moran, joined Jeff and Scot in the studio on this effort. The Haunting
was released on Shade Records – the band’s near decade partnership
with the good folks at Echomusic. Copyright: jeffholmespun music, BMI
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fiogf49gjkf0d Dreamland
By Jeff Holmes
There's a midnight show at the Must and Mold A Go-Go
They call it "Lust and Shame Beneath a Blushing Moon"
If we wake new and shine our jewels and our Sunday shoes in time
We can rendezvous at Dreamland after noon
You don't remember Dreamland?
We used to go to Dreamland
You know, the gothic oaks and rolling hills of sand?
You wore your little black dress
I wore my Sunday best
You held out your hand
And followed me to Dreamland
The twilight lands like powder out the window on the lawn
And there's a grainy swirling darkness at the door
There's a closet where the halls should be and the walls are all wrong
And the votives sag in puddles on the floor
You don't remember Dreamland?
We used to go to Dreamland
You know, the gothic oaks and rolling hills of sand?
You wore your little black dress
I wore my Sunday best
You held out your hand
And followed me to Dreamland
At the kind old blind man's fireworks stand by the highway to the sea
He closed his lifeless eyes and smiled, "Yeah, it's still there
I see bows and bells and Spring pastels and a clear blue Easter breeze
I see potions, spells, and golden April air
I see the twilight land like powder out the window on the lawn
I see a grainy swirling darkness at the door
But there's a closet where the hall should be and the walls are all wrong
And the votives die in puddles on the floor
The votives weep in puddles on the floor"
You don't remember Dreamland?
We used to go to Dreamland
You know, the gothic oaks and rolling hills of sand?
You wore your little black dress
I wore my Sunday best
You held out your hand
And followed me to Dreamland
Wear your little black dress
I'll wear my Sunday best
Hold out your hand
We're going back to Dreamland
Copyright: jeffholmespun music, BMI
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