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the burnt pines

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The Burnt Pines are an exciting and compelling new Indie-Folk band that came together when Kris Skovmand (vocals), Aaron Flanders (guitars, banjo) and Miguel Sá Pessoa (piano, keyboards) met together for the first time in Miguel’s recording studio in Lisbon, Portugal in the summer of 2018.  The three of them began co-writing their first song, and that resulting song, “Outside of Us”, revealed a new, musically compelling and exciting voice. 

Following the enthusiasm of that first co-writing session, and over the course of the past year, they’ve co-written and produced the twelve original songs on “The Burnt Pines”, their self-titled debut album. 

 The Burnt Pines bring together each of Kris, Aaron and Miguel’s unique and distinctly different musical paths, experiences and musical contributions, in songs that result in a refreshing and urgent Contemporary Folk sound, with honest and thoughtful lyrics and melodies. 

The Burnt Pines also feature Fernando Huergo on 5-string electric bass, Luis Barros on drums and percussion, and Dan Fox on upright bass.

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The Burnt Pines

by The Burnt Pines

All songs written, arranged and produced by The Burnt Pines.

Lyrics



Diamonds

I’m a dog, I’m a dog.

black and white and bones,

I wait, inside our home.

 I’m in love, I’m in love

with a statue down in Rome,

and my kaleidoscope.

I bleed apart.

Torment in the colorful rain.

Diamonds, oh diamonds,

I don’t mind getting old for you, babe.

 

Ring the bell, who can tell?

The pigeons on the church, they know

how much it hurts

to see Madonna walk away,

silk dress to the wind,

sail off to Bethlehem.

 

She had a certain way,

smoking on her pipe,

shooting arrows through the gamblers at play.

She bought me out,

She won the game,

Old dog swimming in champagne.

 

Take me out after dark,

so the strays out on the street

can watch the princess eat.

And when she’s satisfied I know

My fur is gold,

And I’m ascending heaven.


Heavy and Young


Old and weightless

is what you called me for my drifting mind.

Halfway to the moon, and I turned back

because the sun was in my eyes.

If we could talk, then maybe

I'd tell you how I really feel this time.

 

Old and weightless

is what I'm trying to kill since you've been gone.

I cast spells and talk to ghosts,

sit around and sing them all our songs.

If I could see you maybe

you could show me how it all went wrong.

 

I was never much for thinking

I could never get it done

I don't know how I am feeling,

heavy and young.

 

Old and weightless is all i ever want to be for myself.

From now on I'm sunny as hell

forgetting about the fools who can't tell.

Have a heart, then maybe

I would be an easier sell.

 

I was never much for thinking

I could never get it done.

I don't know how I am feeling

heavy and young.

I was never much for changing

but the world has made me dumb.

I was never much for thinking

heavy and young.

Heavy-weightless,

old and young,

I don't care what I become.

 

Song for Rose

                                                              

You’re so fresh

I don’t believe everything in my soul

But I know if it ever is time to go

I will do it with a gleam in my eye.

 

I confess

I haven’t always been good to our love

I get crazy when I drink too much alcohol

I got dark thoughts down in my mind.

 

But I wrote you a song

Not for anyone else

‘cause you’re my rose.

 

It’s alright

There’s no warning for a young boy in love

You got pregnant early in the morning

In the bed we were talking about God.

 

Only one life

And all the time that I give you is gold

When the baby forgets how we really were

We’ll whisper about it when the baby is old.

 

But I wrote you a song

Not for anyone else

‘cause you’re my rose.


On the Burning Bridge

 

Hey, let us stand face-to-face.

I couldn’t hold what I hate.

Bouncing over the memories,

but I don’t ever want to forget.

Read into the moment.

 

Oh my days, oh my broken love,

I don’t want to say goodbye.

But there’s nothing I haven’t tried,

but death.

 

I don’t know exactly how I feel,

but I can’t chase you through this.

Tell me of a future I can love,

or let’s fall apart on the burning bridge.

 

I need to talk while we can.

I have become the invisible man.

I wish I was a stranger,

so we could start all over again.

Read into the moment.

 

Oh my days, oh my burning love,

I don’t want to say goodbye.

But there’s nothing I haven’t tried,

but death.

 

I don’t know exactly how I feel,

but I can’t chase you through this.

Tell me of a future I can love,

or let’s fall apart on the burning bridge.

 

 I’ve woken in the night,

I don’t want to be so lost.

You used to be my light,

But now it’s at what cost?

Only In the Soul

 

I’m following you

Down a forest path

Raven on my back

I’m talking blue           

Let the wild beasts whisper.

 

North Western skies

Speak easy, I’m right here with you

By your side

Drop your feathers and your dreams into great wide space.

 

Let’s dance on the electric lake.

 

What spirit are you?

What’s the shape you take?

Can you give me a clue?

I’m hollering wolf

When the moon is full.

 

Our second sight

Comes from burning the candles at both ends

It makes a beautiful light

And real magic might kill you in the great wide space.

Only in the soul you see. 


Mother On the Mountain

 

Let the cars run wild

on the roads under neon lights.

I stand on the side

Mother on the mountain.

 

When they shout and fight

I would rather write

Only for her eyes

Mother on the mountain

 

I am I am nothing but my name

Let the ballroom world around me rise and fall

I am I have always been the same

Through tidal waves of tears

And 3 billion years of love.

 

Don’t break me for sour bread

Don’t work me until I’m dead

Just bury me instead

With the mother on the mountain.

 

She’s got a burning smile

I would gladly die,

For a kiss goodbye

Mother on the mountain.


 Oh Me, Oh My


My dreams are full of thoughts like pearls

round the beautiful neck of a darling.

I built these wings and flew the world

right into this champagne glass of mine.

And in this blitz I felt alive

my sword cut deep in the devil

but when I open up my eyes

I am a servant wide awake.

 

Oh me, oh my

well I find myself drowning,

in dreams of paradise again

I am a master of illusion.

 

I ate my plate of hard advice,

I have fought so long with no hope.

Maybe years will be my prize

lost forever to my soul.

Perhaps one day I will rise

to meet my glorious fate,

but when I open up my eyes

I'm but a slave to this place.

 

Oh me, oh my

well I find myself drowning,

in dreams of paradise again

I am a master of illusion.

 

Dead dreamer

 

I live long winters in my dreams

while the snow outside keeps me locked in.

Safe and warm, so it seems

my heart is cold and frozen.

I'll call for action, call for change

I'll call for bravery in disguise

but when I'm woken there's no change

and no more magic in my mind.

 

Oh me, oh my

well I find myself drowning,

in dreams of paradise again

I am a master of illusion.

From Seville to Manhattan

  

Nobody wants to let you drown

But I told you, Alabama, I can’t swim

You climbed up into those hills

Following him.

 

In the cold North Carolina

Left your summers in the pickup

Left your springtime up in Canada

Left your Autumn saying good luck.

 

You were married in a church under a waterfall

And I wonder, can you see in the Hollywood mist?

A million eyes were watching from the farms in Arkansas

To the suicide on the Golden Gate Bridge.

 

And your rings were made of China

And your vows were bound in lambskin

And your dress draped over Sodom

And Gomorrah made of porcelain.

 

From Sevilla to Manhattan

The good news comes running with the birds

As I set sail upon this great, wide ocean

I’m haunted by notorious words.

 

Is my vengeance real in Gotham?

Why’s the moonlight made of stone?

Will the years all be forgotten?

Is it too late to go home?

 

Follow me home.

With two eyes like searchlights

Follow me home.

 

And your rings were made of China

And your vows were bound in lambskin

And your dress draped over Sodom

And Gomorrah made of porcelain.

 

Is my vengeance real in Gotham?

Why’s the moonlight made of stone?

Will the years all be forgotten?

Is it too late to go home?

Make the Sign

 

We live in the backwoods chasing pure light.

We will never stop from moving.

The outside lines have blurred,

our minds

are up the coast and down in the suburbs.

And high is low and magic happens, 

on an empty street,

so silent you can hear you heart beat.

I've known you since you made the sign.

 

And I've been watching you,

no end to the evil summer,

everyone's eyes on the girl outnumbered.

Can't stop what you feel inside let sparks fly true.

All our secret behaviors,

hold on let the time make it alright.

I see you, I must do

what my heart tells me to.

 

Everyone's got skeletons in our lives.

Promise me you won't sleep through the future

this time.

Don't let your tears be the story you tell.

I believe in angels ringing broken bells.

I believe that you and I will find ourselves.

We will escape when you give me the sign.

 

And I've been watching you,

no end to the evil summer,

everyone's eyes on the girl outnumbered.

Can't stop what you feel inside let sparks fly true.

All our secret behaviors,

hold on let the time make it alright.

I see you, I must do

what my heart tells me to.

Waiting For You

The past don't hold no place of refuge.

The future's out there on its own.

I am soft spoken in the deluge,

I voyage into the unknown.

 

Somewhere out there,

There's a meaningful mouthful 

waiting for you.

 

Unemployment holds no options,

and business don't have a sense of self.

All the rebels have been forgotten.

Everyone's worried about themselves.

 

Somewhere out there,

there's a meaningful mouthful

waiting for you.

 

No glory in pursuing despair,

Hell is a place you can find anywhere.

If you're starving and empty for something that's true,

let the music clear your mind.

 Waiting for you. 



Outside Of Us

 

You flew in like Notre Dame

Changed into an honest name

I walked right in to your storm

 

They built a church for you

They built a mall

Ten thousand love-struck in a wall.

 

But I got my head

I got my hand

I got my heart on you

I got my heart on you.

 

This is one time

Where I am finally sure

I’m not riding on the world no more

 

This is one time

Where the master’s on the floor

And I’m not riding on the world no more

It’s outside of us.

 

She is all your greatest hits

Trying to fight is meaningless

She’s every atom in your form.

 

One day I’ll sing it to

Everyone and all

A stubborn love refused to fall.

 

One day we’ll sing it to

Everyone and all

We gave our faith and trust

‘cause it was outside of us.

 

I got my head

I got my hand

I got my heart on you

I got my heart on you.

 

This is one time

Where I am finally sure

I’m not riding on the world no more.

This is one time

Where the master’s on the floor

And I’m not riding on the world no more.

 

It’s outside of us

It’s outside of us

It’s outside of us.

April Child

 

You’re the lucky one

We wrote it on your face

Tongues got loose when you turned around

And we all began using your name.

 

And on the day that you left town

They said the street light wasn’t the same

It went down.

 

You’re the lucky one

even though you’ve changed

everyone knows that a single smile

is the closest we can get to escape.

 

You’re the April child

You’re the sun in our eyes.

 

When the day is done

We’ll find another way

People will try to say their goodbyes

But it’s the darkest way to get through the day.

 

You’re the April child

You’re the sun in our eyes.

 

We’ve had bad days

Waiting for the rain

Mostly it’ll pass us by

And leave us just the same again.

 

Like all the blue words

Humming in the air

Finding that the one we want

Is buried in our simple minds.

 

You’re the April child

You’re the sun in our eyes.

You’re the April child

You’re the sun in our eyes.