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Call Out To The Wind

from A Promised Land by Hugh Doolan

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I spend all day in camouflage
sitting in a little hut
wanting to break down the code
to start again on the right foot

All the tricks in this mirage
are so hard to simplify
they want to blind-side my soul
and paint my life as one big lie

Chorus 1

You call out, you call out to the wind
to blow me home
fall out, fall out of this rut
roll me into town

I'm gonna meet you after all
get up on my feet
get up on the ball

You stop the colours turning yellow to grey
you are the sunrise I see at turn of each day
I'd be on my knees without your open arms
at sea without your sirens and charms

Chorus 2

You call out, you call out to the wind
to blow me home
fall out, fall out of this rut
roll me into town

I'm gonna meet you after all
get up on my feet
get up on the ball

You crack the shield that unblocks the sun
you stamp your boots on my destitution
a lifesaver with no return favour
for you miracles are not difficult

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from A Promised Land, released July 14, 2016

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Hugh Doolan Dublin, Ireland

Soundtrack artist, engineer/producer, singer-songwriter Hugh Doolan is from Dublin, Ireland. Think melange of folk and orchestral, a lab for bluesy experiments and free electronica. Check out new album 'im perfect' which is a series of mostly instrumental nuggets, interspersed with a few pieces with vox and words; all best described as psychedelicate, folkytronic and soundscapey. tks ... more

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