Sandbird E​.​P

by The Burning Leaves

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Recorded and mixed/mastered at home on an 8-track recorder.

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released November 1, 2015

Words and Music - Indie Mae and Craig Lee-Williams

Vocals - Indie Mae

Instruments and Vocal Harmonies - Craig Lee-Williams

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We write and record music at home on an 8-track recorder and various vintage equipment. Indie & Craig :) xx

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Track Name: Satisfy
I heard that he's in love, well aren't we all most of the time?
Such a selfish thing, another game I want to play.
Not gonna turn away. I'll see my face within your eyes
and when our time does come, I'll see the fall of a sunrise.

Oh I can satisfy our love, I don't even try.
Oh I can satisfy our love.

I know that you're next door in your room, upon the bed.
The darkness seems to fuel that I am lost with you instead.
Sometimes it is too hard to sing the song the words replay.
Sensitive, out of mind.
I'm not lost and i'm not saved.

Oh I can satisfy our love, I don't even try.
Oh I can satisfy our love.
Track Name: Empty House
I hope i can explain how I feel today,
Make sense of the time of when i was a child,
Pull upon the string to release and untame,
Fire in my heart still fueld by years past...

Empty house feel no shame, mother tongue, burn and blame.

I act upon the play and long to return home,
Hide beneath the whiles of fortune still unseen,
Sing of secret love and hours spent at sea
and dream about the world were i so long to be.


Empty house feel no shame, mother tongue, burn and blame.
It's our time, no, no no.
Track Name: Sandbird
Something in her voice, something I had thought of as untrue.
Walked towards the unknown, I learnt to follow no one else but me.

She said it’s such a shame and hard to know, a bit like when the Summer ends. She handed over something I had seen before and dearly hoped I’d lost.

Still light on the sand. New song for the band.

I gave my hand slowly. I sensed that something put out would return.
All this time the sorrow had survived and found in my heart it could burn. I said sometimes on this island, a tune is played that fills the empty nests.....
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But the sand bird calls and rules another day and I am held at its behest.

Still light on the sand. New song for the band.
Instrumental

In days when I was younger, I would see no good in any man.
Shadows at the corners of my room would hide the sunlight until when? I did meet the love that I have known, walking in the month of June. But the sand bird did fly down and take away all but the memory of you.

Still light on the sand. New song for the band. Still light on the sand.
Track Name: Voice on the air
Her voice on the air, pretends that she don't care
but I will always be around.
Oh home is a thought, that you know has never shone
and the place we begun has been and gone

Regrets, I don't know,
the time you bestow, on family isn't more than
empty threats and I can love again.

The shake of a hand, is something I understand
and a smile can last forever more.
Oh home is a thought, that you know has never shone
and the place we begun has been and gone.

Regrets, I don't know
the time you bestow, on family isn't more than
empty threats but I can love again....
Track Name: Shapes and Last One Home
It wasn't the words that you said,
It wasn't the words that I heard when I thought you had left.
Dreams are not meant to be held.
Come a little bit closer.
Love is a word, not a spell.

Moving like shapes in the breeze.
Turning the head of the crowd.
Questions and answers that please.
When only the truth, only the truth is allowed.

Closer, closer, dreams are not made to be held.
Closer, closer, love is a word, not a spell.

Holding onto your sleeve, catching a glimpes of your heart.
Love, love. Love, love. Love, love. Love, love...

Moving like shapes in the breeze...

Warm and glow,
Soft and torn,
Feeling love,
Feeling home,
This lifes love,
Last one home.