Looks Like Rain EP

by Looks Like Rain

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Looks Like Rain's debut release, it's five tracks of alternative saxophone rock. Not your standard power trio.

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released July 17, 2015

Looks Like Rain are
Rob Hore / Drums
Rob Pechar / Baritone guitar and vocals
Tim Connell / Tenor saxophone

Recorded at Salt Studios, Melbourne.
Produced and mastered by Alex Quayle.

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Track Name: Digging For Diamonds
I'm pushing shit up a hill
In a no oar canoe
With a broken umbrella
I hide from the truth

Don't you know how futile it feels?
Digging for diamonds when you've already found the rarest
Diamond when you've already found the sweetest
Diamond when you've already found the clearest
Diamond when the last one is still on your mind

My talk has never felt so cheap
My will has never felt so weak
And I know that it's over
But I still don't believe

Don't you know how futile it feels?
Digging for diamonds when you've already found the rarest
Diamond when you've already found the sweetest
Diamond when you've already found the clearest
Diamond when the last one is still on your mind

I'm a high school quarterback at 25
Laying bricks and drinking cheap
I'm a one hit wonder, still writing and getting
Further from the peak
I'm a porn star changing genres,
All plastic surgery
But I know I can't, I can't, I can't
Re-write history

And you're so beautiful
Track Name: Mutiny Myself
I know at times like these I don't make sense
I stumble on my words and I have to catch and keep the rest
It must be hard for you with only half the picture
Jigsaw the rest and take guess, maybe it'll hit ya

That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love
There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of

Maybe you're right, but maybe I'm right to
You're turning purple, I'm another shade of blue
And you'll say la la la la la la la la and pretend that you can't hear this
While I go, do do do do do do do do, I couldn't care less

That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love
There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of

But here we go again, I've poured my thoughts into a song
That I won't sing to you, I'll let everyone know what was wrong
It's a damned if you do, damned if you don't approach
Do I mutiny myself, or do I rock the boat?

That's not the way that you talk to someone that you love
There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of
That's not the way that you talk to someone that you claim to love
There's better ways to phrase what it is you're thinking of
Track Name: The Other Side Of Midnight
Dark streets heavy rain, I drain my drink and think
How will I be getting home tonight?
Your eyes are glazed over, am I such a bore?
Or has your liver finally found your brain?
We started fresh at six o'clock and hours later we haven't stopped
So here I find myself

On the other side of midnight
With no grip on sanity
On the other side of midnight
Where I should worry about me
If I only had the capacity, to think of anything but..

Make my next a double, make it a pint
Make it anything that you like just go ahead an make it

Hard of hearing, leaning in, to catch a glimpse of your wisdom
But you struggle to make an impact through the slur
There's somewhere else I want to be, in someone elses company
I've got sex and fluid on the brain
Now I'm ten feet tall and full of fight, my bravado found its' feet alright
Strides powerfully across an empty room
But I'm stumbling shambolically, into instant enemies
So here I find myself

On the other side of midnight
With no grip on morality
On the other side of midnight
Where I should worry about me
If I only had the capacity,
But I never have the capacity to think of anything but..
Track Name: Leaving
Monday night, Tuesday night
I'm burning down this candle from both ends
Wednesday night, Thursday night
I guess I can just let this roll into the weekend

I tried to call you for the first time today
But I put it down I didn't know what to say
You picked it up, on the twelfth try
But I think that the eleventh was the best way to say

I'm leaving, cos she left
I'll keep these cards, close to my chest
I'm leaving, cos she left
Well trust me girl, this is for the best

Pints after midnight on a Monday night
These hangovers hang on harder than I used to know
University life, well yeah I know how that goes
Or at least I knew how it went, eight years ago

I tried to call you for the first time today
But I put it down I didn't know what to say
You picked it up, on the twelfth try
But I think that the eleventh was the best way to say

I'm leaving, cos she left
I'll keep these cards, close to my chest
I'm leaving, cos she left
Well trust me girl, this is for the best
I'm leaving, cos she left
I'll keep these cards, close to my chest
I'm leaving, cos she left
Thanks for the kisses but I'll pass on the sex

I really hope that I have not offended you
This place I'm in is getting dark and there's no room for two
It's getting too familiar for me
I've known different girls, we've all had different needs

I'm leaving, cos she left
I'll keep these cards, close to my chest
I'm leaving, cos she left
Well trust me girl, this is for the best
I'm leaving, cos she left
I'll keep these cards, close to my chest
I'm leaving, cos she left
Thanks for the kisses but I'll pass on the sex
Track Name: Siberia
I lift my head out of the snow
My broken back offers up a single crack
It's true that I am guilty of a callous crime
But men have been made kings for much more than that

Siberia

Hard bed, shaved head
I'm just an unlucky man
Hard bed, shaved head
I'm just an unlucky man who felt short of his plan

Siberia

She lays in wait at home
While I lay in pain from the weight of my bones
Spring time sun has let blue shine through
I've finally found a clarity that I've rarely known

Siberia

Hard bed, shaved head
I'm just an unlucky man
Hard bed, shaved head
I'm just an unlucky man who felt short of his plan

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