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A Man Could Get Tired and Other Songs

by Ryan Sutter

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1.
don't know what I'm doing but I've done it before and I'm rooted deep here in the floor trying to find out what I'm waiting for I'm broke like a pencil I am strung like a string I'm ready to flee, fuck, float like a butterfly I am ready to sting I seem to find a lot of trouble just from standin' still but if I lose my pose I'm gonna lose my will I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in ... don't know how I got here but I've been here before and I'm gonna kick until I'm sore gonna even the score I'm open for business and I'm ready to learn I'm holding a match, I'm covered in kerosene and I'm ready to burn I seem to find a lot of trouble just by being nice and so I think for once I will be thinking twice I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in fists I sleep with my hands in ...
2.
it's hard to believe that the war is over now I don't have anyone to fight no I don't have anyone to fight or anywhere to bleed it's hard to believe that the rain is over now the sun is drying up the sky yeah the sun is drying up the sky and anywhere it sees it's hard to believe yeah it's hard to believe it's hard to believe yeah it's hard to believe and it's hard to believe it's hard to believe now I don't have anyone to fight no I don't have anyone to fight or anywhere to bleed so put on your striped shirt and pick up your flag and march it overground so put on your striped shirt and pick up your flag and march it overground so put on your striped shirt and pick up your flag and march it overground overground ... it's hard to believe that the war is over it's hard to believe that the war is over
3.
I Hate July 03:11
this isn't an apple tree it's a building that we jump off when we are stuntmen this isn't a branch you see it's the bridge of the starship Enterprise and we're crewmen the sun is up and the grass is high there isn't a cloud in the whole damn sky that's why I hate July that's why I hate July that's why I hate July that's why I hate July hiding out with the bees I ask when she finds me will she kiss me or will she kill me? I'm a ten year old Superman strong as bullets, jumping train cars, fast as buildings I touch her hand and she blinks her eyes I'm never again gonna feel this high that's why I hate July that's why I hate July that's why I hate July that's why I hate July
4.
Uncle Ghost 03:59
after his third drink he said "my heart doesn't have roads, so how do I get there if I want to go home?" I looked in his eyes and I lied and said you're fooling yourself when you sober up you won't remember this hell if only our demons were so polite if only our dark side could be seen in the light then we could learn to live with ourselves <instrumental break> if only our demons were so polite if only our dark side could be seen in the light then we could learn to live with ourselves oh he's a great believe in his great misfortune he's a parade with pitchforks and flaming torches and after I close my eyes he'll just fade into the night on a new road keep seeking, keep searching, keep knocking and it might open to you (repeating) he'll always have the road my uncle ghost dead behind the wheel but looking for a place that's real out of gasoline vision bleaches dreams at the end of the road he'll find out what he's always known my uncle ghost my uncle...
5.
where roses grew ashes too the sun is gone there's only the corona your face belies distant eyes the light that dies still dreams within a coma on salted ground tangled down the weeds gasp for light the dawn holds back fade to black who would believe that this is right? what dreams may come to sleeping shoots will never take the place of roots still the sun knows nothing of the ground where roses grew ashes too the seeds untouched by sound I don't mean to depress I don't need to instruct it's just our lives are running out and I'm not giving up and maybe some day somehow I gotta believe the songs will sing for us all and there'll be no more grief and in that day your skin will shine like the sun where roses grew ashes too the seeds untouched by sound
6.
of course now you're happy the day after I broke my heart for you it's only when I let it go I give it an opening it strikes without warning the moment I believe is the moment I get kicked in the teeth a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this so why does he let it ride? a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this so why does he let it ride? it's either love or it's a fucking lie a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this so why does he let it ride? a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this so why does he let it ride? it's either love or it's a fucking lie a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this a man could get tired a man could get tired of this
7.
Build a Boat 04:08
wanna build a boat on the water I'm a broken-hearted man she said she's always love me then the tide turned now I don't think she can when I finally decided I was gonna love the winter well the snow it all melted away and I stood there in the mud with a brand new pair of snowshoes thinking "now this is my old kind of day" whatever, hooray whatever, hooray whatever, hooray wanna climb a tree when the bough breaks gonna ride it to the ground standing in the forest watching trees fall they never make a sound when I finally decided I was gonna love the rainstorm well the drops they all froze into flakes and I shivered in the cold and I looked in vain for sunlight thinking "now this is my old kind of day" whatever, hooray whatever, hooray whatever, hooray
8.
your eyes betrayed the fear that went around inside your head when you thought he might be dead inside the cavern in the cavern while James and Donna danced and sang and Meryl Streep held court you were such a lovely sport inside the cavern in the cavern the world moved in slow motion and it made me start to see that this somewhere was an everywhere for me a thousand people danced and sang the songs they all had known this was everybody's home you were drinking pints of cider while the Professor sang Swing Low if he's dead what a way to go inside the cavern in the cavern when we left at 10:30 all was fine no one had died we had simply had a ride inside the cavern in the cavern the world moved in slow motion and it made me start to see that this somewhere was an everywhere for me a thousand people danced and sang the songs they all had known this was everybody's home your eyes betrayed the fear that went around inside your head when you thought he might be dead inside the cavern in the cavern in the cavern in the cavern in the cavern
9.
Errands 04:21
he came by a day before the party with watery eyes and I asked myself what were the odds he'd be there? then I knew he must have had some powerful excuse an errand to run or else I wouldn't be seeing him at all thank the bank thank the couches thank the fact he hasn't retired yet thank the bank for the privilege of an errand to run run run run I came by to tell him that in his view I would probably die I tore out his heart what other choice did I have? I was tied by circumstances I did not create I wished I could stay but that was a card I had no strength to play damn the park damn the sunshine damn myself for making such a mess of this damn the park innocent though it is for being the place where I had to run run run I hold by the hope the rift will close before he or I die but I tell myself the odds of that happening are slim yes I know I haven't got a weapon to use to tear down the wall without errands I wouldn't be seeing him at all thank the bank thank the couches thank the fact he hasn't retired yet thank the bank for the privilege of an errand to run run run run run
10.
he said "I've come to believe in resurrection, but you'll never resurrect yourself it's not so simple as peace or introspection it's more a leap into the people who'll help" and she said, "faith, what about faith? don't you need a savior? don't you need an Aslan? don't you need a God?" he said, "I'm sorry but I think you've missed the essence of the message there is nothing 'bout life or death that isn't odd though we're alone we're never alone and we have always been yes we have always been we're patterns imprinted on stars and we'll never come again"

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Hi. Ryan here to tell you about this album. OK, so here's the thing...

Over the last few years I've recorded on and off and have accumulated a collection of unreleased material. I wanted to get a few of my favorites from this batch of orphaned songs out into the world and maybe at the same time introduce new people to some of my favorites from other albums I've recorded as sort of an introductory demonstration of my music. So, on a whim, I put together this collection. Some things old, some things new. I hope you enjoy these songs.

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released July 20, 2013

Everything on this album is written, performed, produced, and engineered by Ryan Sutter except for guest appearances by Bob Aderhold (guitar), Brian Bishop (saxophone), and Kevin Robertson (drums) and the inclusion of a portion of a song written by Wallis Willis ("Swing Low, Sweet Chariot") circa 1862.

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Ryan Sutter Hugo, Minnesota

Minnesota-based singer-songwriter formerly of The Lavone, Trumpet Marine and Nuclear Gopher Records.

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