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Nameless EP

by James Frost

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    Limited edition second pressing. Full colour CD in a card wallet featuring the beautiful artwork of British painter Richard Wade.

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1.
Nameless 04:23
Remember the acorn, we planted in Spring It had your name carved in Miles from nowhere, lying beneath The canopy of shimmering leaf If you were the only one left And all of this wood was yours Would you leave it nameless Or would you always guard its doors Remember the cabin, frozen in snow And all the deer that made it their home Tinder and woodsmoke, shadow and light The sound of sex in the echo of night If we were the only ones left And all of this wood was ours Would we leave it nameless Or would we always walk its paths Or would we always walk its paths Oh in tears I drink from their eyes In streams under dappled light I wonder who lived here before Who watched as these trees grew tall If we were the only ones left And all of this wood was ours Would we leave it nameless Or would we always walk its paths Or would we always walk its paths
2.
All my life I been, out here, at the mercy of weather In this wilderness, with just a kiss, that would kill for the harbour I have notched my mast, ‘til it lays broken, but who’ll have the last laugh, who’ll have the last laugh... I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end Only I win Oh my mind it swims, I am drunk, on the sea salt water Many nights have passed, in this silence, that drips through the hourglass, drips through the hourglass... I am the Rolling Thunder, I am the Bitter Wind I am the Rolling Thunder, but in the end Only I win
3.
Pride 05:08
Here, in the dark I've seen your love disarmed I've held you in pieces I've fought you under stars But you were just killing time Girl don't you know Girl don't you know That all's left is my stupid pride I loved your world I've seen its flags unfurled And all your many faces And the madness of your curls Falling from such great heights Girl don't you know Girl don't you know That all's left is our stupid pride Sweet Jesus, who needs these Bloody valentines Who linger in the doorways Of your mind Hail Mary, she's quite contrary Always changing the lines Of the story that we wrote once When our lives entwined... Girl don't you know Girl don't you know That all's left is our stupid pride There's nowhere to go Nowhere to go It's just me and this stupid pride
4.
Nomad 04:04
I woke in the morning Sun on my back Pulled down the covering Long I stared down the track Travelling southwards Were hunters that passed Looking for shelter Each with the little they have Once they were heroes In a time now unknown In a land now forgotten They’ve turned their eyes to the road Chorus Nomad, Nomad You walk with the wolf on your back Nomad, Nomad You carry the child of your land Out on the edges Of freedom and death Wild are the places We long to rest In the gathering of In the gathering of In the gathering of The storm Nomad, Nomad You walk with the wolf on your back Nomad, Nomad You bury the dead with your hands Nomad, Nomad You carry the child of your land Nomad, Nomad Nomad can I follow your track
5.
Remember the acorn, we planted in Spring It had your name carved in Miles from nowhere, lying beneath The canopy of shimmering leaf If you were the only one left And all of this wood was yours Would you leave it nameless Or would you always guard its doors Remember the cabin, frozen in snow And all the deer that made it their home Tinder and woodsmoke, shadow and light The sound of sex in the echo of night If we were the only ones left And all of this wood was ours Would we leave it nameless Or would we always walk its paths Or would we always walk its paths Oh in tears I drink from their eyes In streams under dappled light I wonder who lived here before Who watched as these trees grew tall If we were the only ones left And all of this wood was ours Would we leave it nameless Or would we always walk its paths Or would we always walk its paths

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With credits including master British record producer Clive Langer (David Bowie, Elvis Costello, David Byrne) and the team at the British Academy of New Music, this eclectic EP crosses nature-inspired English folk with elements of electronica and indie rock.

"Nameless EP...highly recommended. Buy it!" - Folk Radio UK

Official video: youtu.be/QlrapSa9A7o

credits

released May 1, 2015

All tracks written by James Frost.
Produced by Owen Morgan.
Mastered by Eric James at Philosophers Barn Mastering.
See individual tracks for lyrics and full credits.
Painting: Richard Wade www.richardwadeartist.co.uk

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James Frost London, UK

James Frost is an independent British folk artist whose delicate, fingerpicked guitar and dreamlike lyrics have attracted attention from BBC 6Music, Glastonbury Festival and leading online platform Folk Radio UK.

His sound is reminiscent of quintessential English troubadour Nick Drake and mainstream success Ben Howard, offering both traditional and more contemporary elements.
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