EastWest Sessions

by Hazel

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released May 24, 2012

Angelica Garcia - Vocals
Luka Douridas - Guitar
Ivan Pyzow - Piano
Lukas Frank - Drums

With special guest Chris Chaney - Bass
Both songs written by Ivan Pyzow
Recorded and mixed at EastWest Studios, Hollywood

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Track Name: 42/18
(A6)
I’d like to give it to you slowly
I’ll start by giving you my name
(B min7)
I leave my lips to do the talking
I leave my hands to do the same

(A6)
So if you ask me for my number
I’d like to give it to you plain
(B min)
For too many ones ate all alone
Watching Lost re-runs

(C# min7) (F#7)
And I don’t mind
(B min)
A touch of warmth
(E7)
To keep me safe
(C# min7)
And oh
(F#7)
I don’t mind
(B min) (E7)
A simple call to know you’re fine
(A)
Once in a while

‘Cause
I leave my legs to do the walkin’
I leave my heart to do the same
I never wanted this connection
I’d like to keep on playing games

So if you’d like to spin the bottle
I’ll spin you ‘round the kitchen floor
But if you want to write me letters
I’ll have to sign for them no more

But I don’t mind
A touch of warmth to keep me safe
And oh
I don’t mind
A simple call
To know you’re fine
Once in a while
Track Name: What Have You Done?
This promised land looks broken
Paint the trees a shade of gold
And all I have are reservations
When you push the beauty ‘til it’s sold

What have you done to my mother?
What have you done to my little girl?
You’ve bound it tight, my brother
What have you done to my soul?

The sun is setting for the last time
The wind has blown itself away
The earth is leaving on a landslide
And I’m chasing trails from yesterday

What have you done to my mother?
What have you done to my little girl?
You’ve bound it tight, my brother
What have you done to my soul?

I cup my hands beside a river
I stoop to give myself a drink
But dust keeps slipping through my fingers
And I cry to give myself a place to sink

What have you done to my mother?
What have you done to my little girl?
You’ve bound it tight, my brother
What have you done to my soul?