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by Edward Hartline

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released October 9, 2019

all songs written, hated, destroyed, rewritten, neglected, undone, reassembled, performed, and recorded by edward hartline

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Edward Hartline Lowell, Massachusetts

Edward has been writing songs since he was 11. He began performing professionally at 13 and went on his first national tour at 15. Edward has performed with many artists, including Shannon LaBrie, Bobby Long, Jess Meuse, Sam Bradley, Marcus Foster, and Von Grey. ... more

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Track Name: Growing Pains
the lightning casts its shadow
and sits on top the roof
the man on the moon's been hiding
since 1972

the chapel changed jurisdiction
the weather vane is bleeding out
the tv talks of demons
i've seen them here in town

and i've got growing pains
as the river overflows
these old growing pains
everywhere i go
i've got growing pains

the dark is in the kitchen
and cooking up a storm
the fog falls in at attention
and marches through the door

and all the trains are outbound
the mayor is counting every dime
there's no more room in heaven
you've got to go to the back of the line

and i've growing pains
in every single bone
these old growing pains
never seem to go
i've got growing pains

the bars are full of suspects
and rumors spill on the street
nobody knows what's coming
but the cops are on the scene

city hall is burning
to cover up the past
the heart is self defeating
and loves to break in half

i've got growing pains
for every face i've known
i've got growing pains
that out to feel like home
i've got growing pains
from every flag i've flown
these old growing pains
never let me go
i've got growing pains
i've got growing pains
i've got growing pains
Track Name: Bottom Floor
it's going on 6 in the morning
i've gotta be up in a couple of hours
the suns fighting through the cracks in the blinds
and the drum in my brain is getting louder

the coffee don't keep me awake
and the pills don't keep me asleep
i'm always half in and half out these days
that's what life is for me

it's living paycheck to paycheck
it's girls that remind me of her
it's buildings i just can't see over
from my window on the bottom floor

it's going in all of the papers
yesterday was the last day on earth
the people are climbing the skyline
the only chance they have to be heard

i'm sick of the cold windy weather
and the fevers i get when i'm home
because it seems like there's always something
this is what life's like alone

it's dying paycheck to paycheck
it's girls that don't call anymore
it's buildings i wanna jump out of
from the window on the bottom floor

it's going on 6 in the morning
i can't face the world out these walls
the sun is still caught in the east parking lot
and the stars are still waiting to fall

i'm moving paycheck to paycheck
like the girls that just pass through the door
it's buildings that drown me in shadow
from the window on the bottom floor
Track Name: Big Apple
i keep my promises separate from my dues
wear my heart on whatever sleeve i choose
there’s not enough whiskey in this hundred mile stretch
to make me feel like i did when i left
home that night with you

i follow through when i say that i will
if i’m not shouting down a $5 bill
it wasn’t a small town but it wasn’t big enough
to hold me together when law heard of us
back home that night with you

and morning comes this time of year
like hurricanes that drive off of the pier
i used to think we would linger here
like the neon glow of this new york chandelier

i learned how to leave my bags at the door
escape out the back and coming in for some more
there’s not enough whiskey in this month-long rut
landlocked in a dry spell that i can’t even touch
home that night with you

i never thought that you would change my mind
wishing on pennies at a 5 and dime
it wasn’t a small town but it wasn’t big enough
to keep me from looking for something that was
home with you

and morning comes this time of year
when the sugarcane all but disappears
i used to think that we could make it here
in the neon glow of a new york chandelier

morning comes this time of year
the mark of cain that never shined so clear
i used to think that it would find us here
in the neon glow of our new york chandelier

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