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Walk Through Walls

by Forest Sun

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Rob O. Nice slice of Americana! Country and Folk flavors throughout. Forest Sun is an independent prolific songwriter, guitarist and singer. This is a reissue/remaster of a 2005 release with 2 bonus tracks and his only album on vinyl. Favorite track: No Regrets.
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1.
No Regrets 02:55
No Regrets Darling no regrets I’m so glad we met And even though we made a mess I’m glad that we said yes Darling no regrets You know I love you still And I always will Love is not a test I know we did our best Darling no regrets Here’s to your success May all you do be blessed I wish you every happiness Darling no regrets.
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Change My Tune The song I been singin’ Done got tired I could tell you different But I’d be a liar I’m gonna change my tune Gonna change my tune I tell you sweet baby I’m gonna change my tune I know you’ve heard this one before Well you ain’t gonna here it anymore I’m gonna change my tune Gonna change my tune Don’t worry pretty baby I’m going to change my tune The last song I sang you I got the words wrong Let me sing you another you can sing along Gonna change my tune Gonna change my tune Listen here baby I’m gonna change my tune Believe me baby when I say Everything is different starting today I’m gonna change my tune Gonna change my tune Believe me honey baby I’m gonna change my tune.
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Drops in the Ocean The doves down in south Austin Still wake me in the morn You’ve said so long and now you’ve gone And my heart’s just a little bit torn Everybody came and went Now all my money’s spent Got no house, Got no rent Tried so hard didn’t even make a dent You can’t decide if you’re on the fence That nightingale must have been heaven sent Just to make us laugh and wonder a bit At loves great big ocean We made so much love that we barely slept So much love with no regrets So much love we paid off our debts We dove right in and we got wet in the ocean In the ocean Love’s great big ocean We dove right in I bought a western shirt you know the kind with snaps And the trumpet players playing taps It’s hard to force yourself to relax When the future looms with impending doom And the woman I left back in San Francisco She’s still crying into her pillow Four years like a blanket wrapped ‘round her shoulders She’s still wishing that I’d hold her And I wouldn’t mind, I wouldn’t mind Did you ever see your reflection in a tear rolling down a freckled cheek? Did you ever have weeks feel like days and days feel like weeks? I drank scotch and played backgammon Till I couldn’t keep my eyes open Tried to let her go but I couldn’t help hoping For a chance of what we never had Are we throwing out the good with the bad? I’m still smiling she’s still sad An we’re both just drops in the ocean In the ocean Love’s great big ocean Drops in the ocean That’s all we are Well the water forms ‘round the porch screen door I wonder what I’m still sitting here for Put my feet up the wall lay down on the floor Maybe play a little piano But the water won’t stop so I better start swimming Tears well up I better keep grinning The crowds shown up guess I better start singing about love’s great big ocean Well my best friends down in Mexico I wonder how he’s doing I wonder if he knows That I spent the night in a cheap motel by the side of the road? Except that cheap motels aren’t cheap anymore Sixty-five bucks and the toilet didn’t flush And the TV didn’t even have a remote Still it felt just like a boat Out on the ocean Floating on the ocean Sailing on the ocean Surfing on the ocean in my very own boat Well I went to bed early got up late Some folks think it’s great some folks can’t relate Some folks dance with the devil I’d rather dance with my fate And take the muses out to dinner We had gospel brunch down at Maria’s If you don’t come by later I guess I’ll see you Somewhere down the line Don’t worry about me I’ll be fine Just tell me a joke Make me laugh I’ll be sleeping on your couch for a week and a half I need a jump in the springs A roll in the grass I wonder how long I can last In this ocean This great big ocean Lost in the ocean Come on in The waters fine And I don’t mind.
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Here I am naked as the day I was born Sitting on this bed in this hotel room It don’t matter what come before Yesterday comes to soon I’ve got this Honda to carry me I’ve got six strings for company I’ve got your voice to remind me of all I left behind me I’ve got a storage unit in San Rafael And a host of well-wishers to wish me well I’m banging around like a clapper in a bell Yesterday comes to soon Yesterday it comes too soon Try to remember December and it’s already June Take a note from the birds and try and whistle a tune Yesterday comes to soon Everywhere I’ve been people’ve been so kind Given me a bed and piece of their mind With all these pieces how do I find mine? Yesterday comes too soon Hell no I ain’t waiting I’m alive and I’m celebrating If life is a train and death is just a station Yesterday comes too soon Folks have given me a meal and come to see me play And many a one has asked me to stay I just keep rolling on my way Yesterday comes to soon If you’re dancing like a chicken or your howling at the moon If you’re saved or you’re damned either way you’re doomed Yesterday comes too soon.
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All Right with Me I’ve got nothing in my pocket I’ve got nothing up my sleeve I’ve got nothing to hold on to I’ve got nothing to believe But it’s all right, it’s all right with me I’ve got nothing in my mailbox I’ve got nothing but time I’ve got nothing on my calendar I’ve got nothing on my mind It’s all right, it’s all right with me You look good wearing nothing And there’s nothing in our way If you want to get to doing something babe All you got to do is say It’s all right, it’s all right with me.
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Railroad tracks and river bends An unexpected call from a long lost friend The bittersweet sadness when the story ends Eighth notes from a saxophone After a long trip and I’m heading home The soft morning silence when I wake alone That kind of blue I can’t remember But it makes me swear that I once knew That kind of blue That sings so soulful That old melody that gospel tune That kind of blue Chagall windows at the institute Chicory flowers sticking out of my boots Playing an old piano on a rainy afternoon The sound of the breeze as it blows The faint hint of sandalwood and rose I’m laughing and I’m crying because she knows That kind of blue, I can’t hold on to But it makes me feel I’m almost there That kind of blue Like the darkest midnight I can’t see a thing but I’m not scared That kind of blue That kind of blue That speaks of freedom And calls me out from my hiding place That kind of blue That asks for nothing Just lays me down, kisses my face That kind of blue These six strings show me When she’s sleeping softly in the next room That kind of blue That lets her hold me Then let’s me go to watch her bloom That kind of blue.
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Me and love’s angel We’re at this bar And I was complaining how I couldn’t get that far With this dark haired beauty at the other end He said don’t worry I’ll take care of this my friend He stood up and drained his glass Took out his little bow Pulled back his last arrow And he let it go And it nearly knocked him over But cross the crowded bar room it sped Found my dark haired beauty And hit her in the head Love’s last arrow Has missed its mark Hit her head but Not her heart Cupid’s quiver’s empty My heart is too I shouldn’t let him tempt me When he’s had a few Hey cupid , Look what you did what you did Hey cupid! Aw’ man you missed again Now you might think love would come round pretty quick With cupid as my friend You’d think I’d have my pick But every time we go out the girls think he’s so cute With those little wings And his birthday suit An they never notice me but you know he’s not to blame He tries his best to help me He’s just got shitty aim Love’s last arrow’s missed its mark Hit her head but Not her heart In the morning when she awakes Her heart will be fine But mine still aches Hey cupid Look what you did what you did Hey cupid, Aw’ man you missed again Come on let’s get a cab We’ll get you home.
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In the morning Birds singing early in the morning In the morning Cooking breakfast baby in the morning In the evening We’re walking early in the evening In the evening We’re laughing early in the evening And when the sun goes down We’ll drive the truck to town See who’s playing down at the old saloon When we get home Disconnect the phone The kids are at their grandma’s house it’s just you and me alone Till the morning You and me baby till the morning Till the morning Sleeping late early in the morning.
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Coming Along 02:58
Coming Along Where do I call home? Where do these bones belong? Anywhere I lay my head Anywhere I sing my song By and by further on We’ll all be dead and gone Further on by and by Lord I don’t want to die If you’re not coming along Mostly I tend to struggle Fight my way through each day I just get myself in trouble Delving deeper in the fray By and by further on It’s only bound to make me strong Further on by and by All I can do is try Guess I’m coming along Why do I make it so hard? How stubborn can one man be? Been round the world While in my own back yard You were waiting right here for me Singing –aren’t you coming along? Coming along. Forest Sun © 2005

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"... a toe tapping adventure"
Matt Kramer (pacific-sun)

"We ask a lot from today’s songwriting minstrels – a catchy melody, a rhythm section which creates energy, but doesn’t overshadow the singer, and words that provoke and inspire. Forest Sun delivers in all these areas and his songs fit right into our mix, both in sound and message.

I can’t imagine how I overlooked him until now.

"The folksy, soulful approach of this Northern California singer-songwriter has drawn comparisons to the early work of Van Morrison. This Sun seems likely to shine on a path of his own." Jim Blum - NPR / Folk Alley

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released November 10, 2016

Forest Sun -Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Michael Messer - Drums
Steve Adams- Upright Bass
David Phillips- Dobro
Erik Yates- Banjo, Accordion
Alisa Rose- Violin
Adam Roszkiewicz- Mandolin
Beth Waters and Larkin Gayl - Harmony Vocals
Produced by Forest Sun and Michael Winger
Photography by Forest Sun
Engineered by Michael Winger
Mixed by Michael Winger and Boone Spooner
Mastered by Eliot Bates at Radical House
All Songs Copyright 2005 forestsunmusic, BMI
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San Francisco Bay Area troubadour and award winning songwriter, Forest Sun has regaled audiences around the globe with his wealth of songs and stories, all sung and told with back porch ease and bonhomie. Sun's music has been compared to everyone from Jack Johnson, The Avett Brothers and John Mayer to Van Morrison and Bob Dylan, but his unique style is entirely his own.
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