Tattoo (single)

by Matt Cranstoun

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Track 5 of 11 on "The Last Drop Of Color"

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I owe everyone here a big apology. To anyone who’s ever shared a bed or even two words with me. Because I never give all of myself. Just the character or a version of my opinion. I’m the tattoo on your ankle. The lingering indecision. The memories of broken traditions are just blowing out the window. Can’t let it make you cautious baby, let some fresh air inside. When we crawled out, eyes blinded by the morning. We peeled right the hell outta there. The highways were paved and hungry for us. You say “How did we get here?” So you think it’s my fault. Ah well, it’s a hard boiled egg to swallow babe with no oil, no butter, no salt. Do you want mercy or morphine? This rusty old boat is tossing and turning. Springing leaks at every weld and rivet. If your destiny’s burning, hold onto mine...We’re all working. Some harder than others. In faster I’m breathing. The more it I go. Breeding and bleeding.

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released 19 November 2011
drums, bass, guitars, piano and vocals by Matt Cranstoun

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tags: matt cranstoun tattoo folk indie indie soul pop rock soul Brooklyn

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With the release of his upcoming sophomore independent effort The Last Drop of Color, Cranstoun achieves the balanced blend ... more of styles that have inspired him, from the immortal worlds of classic soul and folk, to modern groove, funk and rock. His emotionally charged voice and lyrics lead the way throughout the broad spectrum of sound and genre that The Last Drop of Color brings. less

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