Where The Sorrow Lies / All No I No All

by Marc Pinansky

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Cover by Victor Parra

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released July 6, 2015

Where The Sorrow Lies: Written, Performed, Recorded, Mixed by MWP at The Whine Cellar

RUNNER'S HIGH MUSIC, ASCAP 201

All No I No All: Written, Performed, Recorded by Michael J. Castellana & Marc Wolfson Pinansky
Lyrics by MWP
Mixed by MWP at The Whine Cellar

RUNNER'S HIGH MUSIC, ASCAP 2015
TOO MUCH SUGAR FOR A DIME, BMI 2015

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Marc Pinansky Boston, Massachusetts

Singer-songwriter, producer from Boston. Professional amateur multi-instrumentalist. Leader of The Family Township, The Bored of Health. Home recordist. Grammatical rascal. Speaks cat. Gets more done in a bathrobe than most do in a suit.

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Track Name: Where The Sorrow Lies
On your way out west
I will remember the tougher times
And though you tried your best
Come December, you know I’ll cry
The letter that you sent
You know I saved it, just a couple lines
And even in their humor
I can see where the sorrow lies

Living with your ghost
I feel your pulse, you are alive
To parasite, I host
Feeding on memory where the sorrow lies

The moon is speaking through you
And truer words I never knew
I am with you on Sunday mornings
And I am with you on those nights
Where the sorrow lies

The road ahead looks lonely
Everything does through leaden eyes
The lives I hold grow heavy
But still I drag them where the sorrow lies
Track Name: All No I No All
Dull grey iron
Born of fire
Cooled to furnished frame
The mortal men have minutes
That burn with every digit
Cold grey iron frame

All once for all, no I
I, no all

See not eye
Lost in lies
Swimming against the break
We struggle for forgiveness
And fall before the witness
Heard not ear, but eye

Linda, my love
My one and only
My dearest one
Lay with me here
Our lives are but dreams now
Dancing with time
Time, losing time

All, no I
I, no all
All once for all, no I
I, no all

Hush now baby
Dawn is waiting
Open ocean hands
The cradle that swings gently
A timeless pulse emitting
Tiny white pine bed