The Home

from by The Gypsy West

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I've got no one to blame
nothing against my brain
home of the pioneer, lonely on the frontier
in a running contradiction with no destination
only perspiration wasted or wasting away
I dug my wells deep
I prayed for rain in dry heat
above clouds roll like die
the most simple of desires denied
cottonmouthed I dig deeper
devotion so pure and so safe
if the sky opens I'll be ready
but if it remains shut at least I'll have a grave
in a running contradiction
with no destination
only perspiration wasted or wasting away
in a running contradiction
with no destination only perspiration
wasted or wasting away
wasting away
the kings of these ashen countries scorched their way to the throne
the only girl I've ever loved is buried alive (among the stones)
can you hear me? can you hear me?
I swear to you we're alone
can you hear me? can you hear me?
taking the house not the home

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from Modern Atlas, released June 17, 2016
Alex Giorgetti: voices, pianos, bass, guitars, percussion
Chris Peck: guitar

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The Gypsy West Cambridge, Massachusetts

Genre-bending, dynamically defiant, and bursting with urgency, The Gypsy West are “an outstanding fusion and listening experience” (The Deli NYC). The musical endeavor of Alex Giorgetti, the Gypsy West is an ever changing sound always rooted in great and unique songwriting, progressive precision, and an energetic live show. ... more

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