A Few Honest Words

by Luke Slott

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released October 1, 2011

All songs written by Luke Slott www.lukeslott.com
℗ & © 2011 Luke Slott. 

Track 1 produced, recorded and mixed by Kelly Snook at It's Not Rocket Science Studios, Washington, DC and mastered by TJ Lipple at Silver Sonya.

Tracks 2, 3, 4 & 5 produced by Luke Slott.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Antimo Puca at A.P. Studios, Dublin. 

Design by Dominic Flannigan.
Photography by Christina Kernohan

Voice, Guitars, Keys, Trumpets, Banjo: Luke Slott
Rhodes, Bass and Programming on track 1: Kelly Snook
Bass on tracks 2 & 3: Dave Mooney
Drums: Ray McCann
Violins: Boris Merlics, Cillian O'Breacháin
Viola: Andrew Sheeran
Cello: Vyvienne Long

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Luke Slott is a singer, songwriter and composer from Dublin, Ireland. He plays piano, guitar and trumpet, and collaborates with a variety of musicians on both sides of the Atlantic.

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Track Name: A Few Honest Words
See this blood that flows between our veins
and keeps the ground beneath us.
Sweet as water, soft to touch and taste
and well enough to feed us;

these bones we wrap ourselves around
to keep our heads from falling,
strong as stone, unwilling to come down
to troubled minds that call.

I don't believe in worrying.
Having feet on the ground can count as something.
As long as you can carry it
what you say will be worthwhile.

To measure worth in other terms or rounds
can only teach you one thing -
to forget about living here and now
and keep today from running

I take no relief in worrying.
To have a space in the crowd can count as one thing.
There's not too much I'm carrying
so I'll say what is worthwhile.

And don't ask what my arms are open for.
I seek no kind reward in light of
honest words we'd work no harder for
to keep this world spinning round.

So lay your feet in cooler water
that leaves you time to breathe.
And don't make much of this disorder.
Track Name: Mirrors
The mad light
that keeps my eyes open
to mirrors I've broken
and vistas I've chosen
to look upon

And windows
as wide as we opened
were wide as the ocean
and close as we could come
to anyone.

When this wave
was rising
and you said, 'Hold on,

There's a love that channels in between,
a road that we can ever run free on,
a window we can always see through.
But if you see me as I see you
and your words say what you mean them to
we will always have a road to run by.'

If this sky
should blacken
and this ship
is doomed to go under
it's still been a wonder
to see it all

and know that
for all that we've been through -
the turn of the planets -
we've all that we need to,

to piece up this jigsaw
of broken reflections
and know

There's a love that channels in between,
a road that we can ever run free on,
a window we can always see through.
But if you see me as I see you
and your words say what you mean them to
we will always have a road to run by.
When the wind is ever beating
and it's blinding just to breathe in
we will always have a seat for sunrise.

So the city glows in a wild rose
and the river flows to a wide ocean,
a bright island, a bright hope
that we can never pass by.
And the sun will blaze through a keyhole
with the starlight in a free-fall
and the lights rise to the wide window
of an open eye.

And this time
we'll see through a new light
and breathe into new life
the pieces we've picked up on our way
of mirrors
and turn this light near us,
a torch we can see by
to guide us to daylight
and never stray
from our view,
and though we may hunger
for now in a lifetime,
we're moving much faster
than we'll ever know.

And we'll be a lighthouse when the night shows his face.
Track Name: Hand To Mouth
Don't tell me which way the wind blows.
I can see how it moves and touches everything.
And I won't show the world where you're wrong here
or change your mind about anything.

But are you going to feel this way forever
When you know it's going be ok in the end?

And the world will twist and turn
as long as life's bright fires burn.
But if you hold it all in doubt
you live your life from hand to mouth.

And when the world gets old we'll make a new one
that fits just right and fits everyone.

But are you going to stay this way forever
When you know it's going to change someday for the best?

And the world will twist and turn
as long as life's bright fires burn.
But if you hold it all in doubt
you live your life from hand to mouth.

Now I did fall and make mistakes
but I did never lose my faith.
But if you hold the world in doubt
you'll live your life from hand to mouth.
Track Name: Long Distance Runners
There were so many ways to lead us out and cut our teeth,
And there was so little time to way this up and make ends meet,
And you were a long-distance runner and I could tell by your feet
that you had every step and change of rhythm worked out beat by beat.

But where water is water
and the river is now
you can see where it gets to
but can only guess how.
But if you sleep when I'm dreaming
then we'll never miss out.

So we hung out coats and hats and hopes for high tide to wash away
And we marched miles right out across the open ocean.
And we were long gone from this world to another far from here.
And what I never knew was just how distant we could get without a single tear.

To where water is water
and the river is now
we can see where it gets to
but can only guess how.
And if you sleep when I'm dreaming
then we'll never miss out.

So we laid every step and change of rhythm forward for all to see,
And someone somewhere high above our heads was laughing.
And if heaven has another word for dream

I'll never underestimate a single possibility
and even if we never get to where it is we're trying to be,
to see and feel and hear the things we want to feel and hear and see,
it's always going to be a part of what it is we're going to be.
Track Name: A Few Honest Words (Acoustic Version)
See this blood that flows between our veins
and keeps the ground beneath us.
Sweet as water, soft to touch and taste
and well enough to feed us;

these bones we wrap ourselves around
to keep our heads from falling,
strong as stone, unwilling to come down
to troubled minds that call.

I don't believe in worrying.
Having feet on the ground can count as something.
There's not too much I'm carrying
so I'll say what is worthwhile.

To measure worth in other terms or rounds
can only teach you one thing -
to forget about living here and now
and keep today from running

I take no relief in worrying.
To have a space in the crowd can count as one thing.
As long as you can carry it
what you say will be worthwhile.

And don't ask what my arms are open for.
I seek no kind reward in light of
honest words we'd work no harder for
to keep this world spinning round.

So lay your feet in cooler water
that leaves you time to breathe.
And don't make much of this disorder.