Cannons EP

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released October 17, 2010

Music and lyrics by Sagi Shahar.

Produced by Eldar Brantman.

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Track Name: Heartbroken Song #1 (Alice)
Come on, Alice,
break my heart.
I am nothing but a bag of bones.
Come on darling, hit the gas,
crush me, tear me up,
watch me dry out.

Don't put your royal hand on me knee
as I'm looking for our past in your eyes.
Don't cry for me, I have cursed you long before.
Oh, let's start a new world.

"I want to sleep together,
but to wake up alone."
Oh, I never needed anyone more.

Let me have just one more dance.
I promise I won't walk you home in the end.
The heat wave is back, and so am I.
And me? well, I'm not planning on leaving soon, no.
I'll stay up every night
just to hear your heart beats slowly.

"I want to sleep together,
but to wake up alone."
I never needed anyone more.
She said she wants to sleep together,
but to wake up alone.

Come on, Alice,
break my heart,
let me have just one dance,
then destroy me,
I'm fine with that.

Come on, Alice,
break my heart.
These days will eventualy pass
with or without you.

She said she wants to sleep together,
but to wake up alone.
I said I never needed anyone that much.
And she said it's not a good time,
I said it's the best.
she started to walk,
I counted her steps.

Dear god, I counted her steps.

I hope your kids turn out ugly.
Track Name: Velvet Revolution
Going through the town I knew,
it is strange and comforting.
Nothing never stays the same
except your name engraved in woods.
The children's laughter is louder,
but I can hear it's more serene.
Horses running back and forth.
Here's a path, my pondering.

We're leading up a velvet revolution,
Prepare yourself to jump on velvet made bed.
We're going toward a velvet revolution,
Soon your eyes will be loose again.

The fence I broke a hundred times
is glowing white , so shimmering.
A father's words on grand new day
reverberate and shivering.
A ball, a burn, an itch, a scratch.
Lay down on this filthy sand.
A letter box I used to love
seems smaller than I remembered.

We're leading up a velvet revolution,
Prepare yourself to jump on velvet made bed.
We're going toward a velvet revolution,
Soon your eyes will be loose again.
Track Name: The Summer Is Here For Good
We're lying on hay,
I have nothing to say to you.
You're hearing the far sound of galloping horses,
and thinking it's been a long time since you last missed home.

Wetting my lips,
and whispering 'pick one'.

And for a moment it seems
that the summer will last for good.
For a moment it's as if
the summer is here for good.

For us, the world's existing right now
only between the stable and the lighthouse.
You keep saying you must understand
if there's a reason for things.
If it ends at that.
Does it end at that?

Reaching for my hair,
and slowly drowning.

And for a moment it seems
that the summer will last for good.
For a moment it's as if
the summer is here for good.

When we escape to the waves,
convincing ourselves that there's not much left,
exhausting our bodies with unbearable heat,
and our minds with the children's wailing.

Let me feel like the summer is here for good.

Sure we understand the meaning of words,
and feel like the summer is here for good.
Let me feel like the summer is here for good.

If someone has to lose,
Why wouldn't it be you?
If someone has to lose,
Why wouldn't it be you, love?
Track Name: Pretty Girl Of Southern Living (Demo Version)
You called me back today,
said we'll never meet again.
I dug in myself in the middle of this dirty store,
while the seller keeps harassing,
asking if I think I can handle it my own.

A wreath of roses
I thought whould captivate you,
guess not.
How about the third song I'm writing for you?
Knocked a dozen times on your door last night.
You were sweet, sweaty, covered colour,
with this trunchen in your hand.

I wanted to hold you so tight,
but those times I wasn't that brave.