Lost Socks EP

by Real Clothes

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released August 21, 2013

Nico Fox - Vocals, Guitar
Benjamin Hirsch - Fiddle (The Devil in Sand, Machiavelli)
James Colvin - Bass (The Devil in Sand, Love Henry, Machiavelli)
John Sfara - Guitar (The Devil in Sand, Love Henry, Machiavelli)

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Real Clothes New York

She walked until her feet gave wind to blood.
She washed up on the shores of BROOKLYN, NEW YORK.

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There once was a girl who washed up from the sea
She had seashells and ochre in her hair
She found herself in a city where the land threatened to swallow her whole

When they found her she claimed Neptune as her home
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Track Name: The Devil in Sand
oh, the night turns the leaves from red to grey
the streetlights go black
and your mind starts to fade

who calls like the owl? the devil in sand
cover your ears girl, don't heed his deands
and he calls

who who, who who, who who
who knocks at my door

the gin shakes your branches
the earth starts to bend
there's a man on the corner, calling a friend

the rings round his eyes
show his linage in oak
are drowned in the sorrows of drink and the smoke

and he calls
who who, who who who who
has been here before

father, i'm sorry
there's not much more i can stand
i've offered my body to the devil in sand

and i call
who knocks at my door?
Track Name: Love Henry/Young Hunting
'Come in, come in, my love Henry,
stay with me this night,
and you shall have both candle and coal,
my fire burning bright,
my fire burning bright.'

'Well I won't come in, I can't come in,
I won't come in at all.
There's a lady ten times fairer than you
waiting in Lord Barnet's hall.'

And then he bended over her snowwhite pillow,
give her a kiss so sweet;
she drew a pen-knife in her hand,
wounded him full deep,
she wounded him full deep.

And then she picked him up by his long, yellow hair,
also by his feet.
She threw him in her cool draw well
full 50 fathoms deep.

'Lie there, lie there, love Henry,' then she cried,
'I know you will not swim.
That lady ten times fairer than me
will never see you again,
she'll never see you again.'

'Fly down, fly down, you pretty little bird,
light upon my knee.'
'I know a girl who killed her own heart's love
might hurt a little bird like me.'

'If I had my arrow in my hand,
bow on a tuneful string;
I'd shoot a dart straight through your heart,
you'd no longer sing,
and you'd no longer sing!'

'Come in, come in, my love Henry,
stay with me this night.
And you shall have both candle and coal,
my fire burning bright,
my fire burning bright.'
Track Name: Another Song About Being Drunk on Valentine's Day
If I were sober, I'd write you a letter
But damnit I'm know better
...but maybe I'll give you a call