Here’s the working mix of a new tune, Wolves, which will be the next record.
I posted the acoustic demo a little while ago, and really didn’t think it’d end up as a full recording – yet, here we are.
Love to hear what you think.
WOLVES – VINCENT TUCKWOOD
This town is closing in
It’ll be the end of me
All white-washed windows
Empty storefronts dim
This is the death of dreams
Where will we find the hope
The faith we can survive
All false cathedrals
Hollow alibis
Just take us for a ride
It’s time without time
In a town that should be dead
It’s coming around again
Drowning through the day
Drinking through the night
Struggling for air
Suffocating fright
To wake before the dawn
Worried for the debt
When will they call time
Send the boys around
Silver platter for my head
It’s time without time
In a town that should be dead
It’s coming around again
But I am breathing, I’m breathing
Don’t tear me down again
I am breathing, I’m breathing
These wolves are closing in
Open up to you
You’re the page I cannot write
Please open your arms
Beckon to me now
Please let me come back home
WOLVES
words, music, performance – Vincent
Tuckwood
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