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Way Back In

by The Sunday Sessions

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1.
Stół 04:05
It sits here all alone but is always there to lean on when I need some time out from the road Always silent but always proud it takes a hit and it gives it back and wears the marks like drops of rain You will see it shine You will see it scratch but underneath stories will remain You can’t hear it talk If this were only true It could talk a library When settling down for a little while or out for the very last one While ready to prove you’re right and someone else’s wrong You can count on it to last and never strike an answer back You will see it shine You will see it scratch but underneath stories will remain You can’t hear it talk If this were only true It could talk a library It seems the quiet type that doesn’t mind being moved around When new arrivals take their place But always aware of changing styles to take away its pride of place and send it back to where it came You will see it shine You will see it scratch but underneath stories will remain You can’t hear it talk If this were only true It could talk a library
2.
Wake Me Up 03:41
I need you as the means to pull through I need you to restore and make new Wake me up in the morning and tell me it’s time to rise And without any warning but the reason you’re giving is sound I need you to restore and make new Now you see my belongings and take them and burn them to dust There’s a moment of anger but it changes to see what I must In the times when the loneliness comes up you face it and show That it won’t grab a hold of the darkness and let it all grow I need you to give back what I give you
3.
Best friends now, just as then When you were 24 and I was ten It never mattered to us about the age Cause even then we were on the same page His wedding ring that I found in that cup I asked you if I could have it just as you were breakin' up You just smiled and said that if any one else Had asked you that you would have damned them all to hell And that's how I know that you love me Cause even when I do things wrong You always forgive I used to come to your house all the time We'd smoke and talk while the kettle worked overtime Monopoly and Scrabble were our favourite games You'd never win but you like to play me all the same I'd build hotels while you went back to Old Kent Road Do not collect 200, do not pass go And then you'd struggle for an A or an O And I would put my X on your triple letter score And that's how I know that you love me Cause even when I'm losing I always win with you That's unconditional That's unconditional That's unconditional love And I'm sorry that I had to go away But I think about you every single day It's not easy but on the other hand It goes to show that you really understand And I want you to know that I love you Cause even though it's different now I still feel the same That's unconditional That's unconditional That's unconditional love That's unconditional That's unconditional That's unconditional love
4.
Good Goodbye 03:40
I recall your eyes I recall a sniff that doesn’t fool me much at all Oh I’ll get you back – Don’t you worry baby I’ll get you back here in the end: With a light brown flick – a light brown curse at ends you could never fool me much I always did that for myself you could always count on making outward jokes and little else you could never fool me much I always did that for myself you could always count on making outward jokes and little else I want your arms ‘round my waist But that’s never quite the same as a good goodbye You can never leave this place – I’ll see you every day in the autumn wastes The leaves as brown as your eyes, With a sparkle and a light that outshines itself And you’ll out-smile me now
5.
I met you walking down the street Where I was you and you were me You said you’d maybe like to see me ‘round And break new ground You said your sister is an artiste With colours set to start a trend Her canvas seemed to start out black With brushstrokes red ---------------------------- Don’t think you know Nothing’s better than it ever was before Don’t think you know Nothing’s better than it ever was before ------------------------- She went out once to buy some thread To tie up all her loose ends Her use of yellow was said to have a sense Of Monet’s dread She has exhibits ‘round the world Entitled ‘Green’ with scenes of trees She told a critic that her medium was brown But we see blue --------------------------- --------------------------- She has a complex sense of light She shadows different shades of white She did a detail piece of Van Gough’s Starry Night And painted red She once started quite a scene The suited man with apple green But the apple now is coloured differently A dark maroon [Davie’s rendition: ‘burgundy’] --------------------------- --------------------------- I said again, ‘I’ll see you ‘round’ When you asked, ‘what happens next?’ As you walked away I glanced down at your shoes They’re platform red And you smiled back sweet and said, ‘Yes, blue really is my scene’ And the answer became clear – Well, clear to me.. --------------------------- ---------------------------
6.
Way Back In 03:26
People walking round in the city’s streets with their heads up in the air Drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes with no certain place to be You went somewhere to find your back again Take a photograph it will make it last then you can say where you have been Changing points of view reassures the senses and gives more purpose to your days You went somewhere to find your way back again
7.
I want to take a walk with yourself in tow I want to do what other people do To hear the sounds of rustling leaves As the water ripples right on past If trees could talk, I’m sure they could tell a lot and give a remedy But I’m not sure if it would work when the cause is not really clear There’s never too much when you haven’t got enough of air to breathe If I had the chances I’d be a Romantic but somehow you never liked that stance The air has changed the mist to rain which brings us now to being back indoors No longer clear, no longer near, I take a seat and stare at the TV. I want to take a walk with yourself in tow I want to do what other people do To hear the sounds of rustling leaves As the water ripples right on past
8.
Can-Do Man 04:46
He's a can-do man He doesn't contemplate disaster Fate makes its way into every second of the day And he gives it a smile and a handshake of Understanding And goes on its way Feeling lighter than the air Of course he falls down He falls down Hard on the ground And he picks himself up, himself up again And he's very fond of telling you That every day is a miracle There is no argument to convince him that it's Otherwise But does he sleep so well at night? Does he sleep so well at night? He's a thumbs up man Opportunity is king Life has no barriers Obstacles don't mean a thing But in the early hours A nod of understanding And when the veil falls down a moment of doubt Of course he falls down He falls down Hard on the ground And he picks himself up, himself up again And he's very fond of telling you that every day is a miracle There is no argument to convince him that it's otherwise But does he sleep so well at night? Does he sleep so well at night?

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'Way Back In' by The Sunday Sessions is the debut album by an international group of musicians who came from Germany, Ireland, Scotland and South Africa to meet by chance with a local Pole in Krakow, Poland. One day we decided to meet at an apartment and record some music. More people came than expected. More importantly, one song came to life, which resulted in the forming of a songwriting collective. This happened on a Sunday, hence the name. At each Sunday meeting at other bandmates' apartments, more songs came together quite quickly. The Sunday Sessions also began playing gigs which enabled us to develop as a band and finally resulted in the decision to put together an album. This album was recorded by Robert Kapp in Krakow, June 2010 and subsequently mixed in Germany. It was mastered in Germany by Jan Schrecker. We have put ourselves into these songs and they have given us a lot of joy. We hope this is reflected in this music and the feelings that it produces with each listen.

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released December 22, 2010

Davie Devine - vocals
Laura Kapp - vocals, guitar
Theresia Klumpp - violin, backing vocals
Gordon Parris - guitar, bass, backing vocals
Philip Soanes - guitar, vocals, bass
Marek Wilk - percussion, backing vocals

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