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Rituals

by Pat Byrne

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1.
Rituals 02:53
Go to college get a job and settle down, Find yourself a girl and have kids. Don’t tell the neighbors what you’re thinking of. Don’t you tell anybody what you did. You kill me with your Rituals, Kill me with your rituals, Yeah you kill me with your Rituals, Kill me with your Rituals. Keep your head down, don’t stand out from the crowd. Laugh at anybody who did. Live for your humdrum Friday nights, Keep acting like you’re getting into it. You kill me with your Rituals, Kill me with your Rituals, Yeah you kill me with your Rituals, Kill me with your Rituals. How are you never sick and tired of the same old thing? Can money ever really justify your suffering? How are you never sick and tired of the same old thing? Can money ever really justify your suffering? Cause you kill me with your Rituals, Kill me with your Rituals Ah you hurt me with your Rituals Would you spare me all your Rituals? Cause you Kill me with your Rituals Ah you hurt me with your Rituals Never stopping with your Rituals Would you spare me all your Rituals? Yeah you kill me with your Rituals Ah, Hurt me with your Rituals Never changing with your Rituals Would you spare me all the Rituals? Please?
2.
Smiling Eyes 03:12
The train's overcrowded, My Shirt isn't clean My frail tired body is nestled between A man on his phone shouting numbers and stats And a Mother who can't get her child to relax And I can't wait to get home and see your Smiling Eyes. My head hits the pillow, my eyes start to shake fears wrestle failures and keep me awake And dreams just remind me of who I should be My head says I'm fine, then my heart disagrees And I cant wait to wake up and see your smiling eyes Cause nothing compares to the warmth of your smiling eyes When the road in the distance is long and the suns on your back When the rain's falling sideways and blows you off track I think of the things that remind me of you When the road in the distance is long and the suns on your back When the rain's falling sideways and blows you off track I think of the things that remind me of you When the Beckoning Darkness is hard to ignore When vessels of friendship have drifted ashore When I'm under the influence, far from your gaze And all of the colors and lines start to fade I'll never be far from the warmth of your Smiling Eyes And nothing compares to the warmth of your Smiling Eyes
3.
You Talk 04:16
You talk about healing You talk about getting laid You talk about being in love with a time and place You talk about music and poetry and your favorite paintings hanging off the wall You give me every inspiration for every feeling that ever made you who you are You never walk on the wild side You're never gonna fall in love Cause you're never gonna be right about what you're so sure of You're never gonna dive right in, and taste the medicine Like I've tasted yours Just spare me 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 minutes playing piggy in the Middle You're surrounded and overrun Throw down the gun Take a good look around, what's this here that i found? Looks like your heart is on the Run Oh, You Talk You never walk on the wild side You're never gonna fall in love Cause you're never gonna be right about what you're so sure of You're never gonna dive right in, and taste the medicine Like I've tasted yours Just spare me 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10 minutes playing piggy in the Middle You're surrounded and overrun Throw down the gun Take a good look around, what's this here that i found? Looks like your heart is on the Run Oh, You Talk
4.
Can't you tell or is it just me? This is not what it used to be I thanked the stars when they brought me to you Now I'm at war with the both sides of you You used to challenge my whole world view All my falsehoods became my truths The way you laughed set my heart on fire Now we're just balancing on a wire But it Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love Yeah It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It's like a constant apology Cause right or wrong you put it all on me When you know you've got yourself to blame Now all we've got here are numbered days But it Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love Yeah It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love Can't you tell by my bitter tone? I think we're much better off alone But the highs that we shared back then Play on my mind time and time again Cause it Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love Yeah It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love It Used to Be Love
5.
Surrender 03:26
An aristocratic woman, falls before an acrobatic man In cinematic Lands, he offers her his hand But this isn't what it looks like, gathers what he's willing to invest Then takes what she needs, and leaves all the rest Surrender, call it quits Don't be a hero, finish it The sun on the valley, dimly lit Tells you it's gone, You know it's gone Things are moving quickly, she starts to see that glimmer in his eye He wants to dive in, but she wants to fly He's past the point of rescue, There's no way he can make it out alive And his getaway plan only works if he dies Surrender, call it quits Don't be a hero, finish it The sun on the valley, dimly lit Tells you it's gone, You know it's gone Now she's got him where she wants him, he's hanging on her every single word Her tiger's moved in and scared off his herd Now the aristocratic woman , just sees him as a problematic man His acrobatic ways cost him her hand Surrender, call it quits Don't be a hero, finish it The sun on the valley, dimly lit Tells you it's gone, You know it's gone Surrender, call it quits Don't be a hero, kill itquick The sun on the valley, dimly lit Tells you it's gone, You know it's gone
6.
Toys 03:29
Frank has a secret, and he's too scared to keep it. The voice getting louder, is counting the hours. Don't take my toys away, we all have a price to pay When this is over, and you'll know when it's over. Caitlyn is curious. Sometimes she's furious She likes the smell and sound, of the new toy she found It's not that she's evil or even that she thinks more Than the average 8 year old. She just wants a toy to hold Marcus and Stephen, they need to get even They're sick of the laughter, but the silence comes after They take their toys to school, to the kids in the locker rooms Then they'll be famous, for something so heinous I hear the choir over the fire The blessed and sacred, just can't match the hatred It isn't the first time and it won't be the last time That freedom will leave us to pick up the pieces. Illness and anger, or "Didn't know Better" Manic behaviors, Just don't blame the Toymakers
7.
Drink from the cool red river, tie back your hair Jump up from behind the tall grass, give me a scare Always on my mind Pictures from the mountain side Rolling through the Hills of Killedmond Do you remember when we built that little treehouse without hammers or nails? And as soon as the heavens opened, the little treehouse failed. Always on my mind Memories from the mountain side Rolling through the Hills of Killedmond It took me a while But now I can see That the people around Made a difference in me You gave me life And you watched me grow You taught me the things I needed to know Now I'm sailing away Away to be free But the place where I'm from Still lives within me I just needed some time To be by myself To stop following dreams Meant for somebody else When this hard life Starts to take its toll Then I know the place Where I wanna grow old When I find the one To have and to hold When I'm settling down I wanna go home To the HIls of Killedmond

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This is my first record of songs written entirely by me. It was written and recorded in 2018. I wrote this collection of songs during my first month in The States, when I lived alone in Canyon Lake, TX. I recorded it between Dublin, Ireland and Austin Texas. It features some incredible musicians who I'm lucky enough to know in both Ireland and Austin.

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released November 1, 2018

All songs written by Pat Byrne

Pat Byrne - Vocals, Guitar, Percussion
Rich Brotherton - Guitars, mandolin, Bass, Percussion
Jay Duffy - Drums
Jack Maher - Guitar, Bass, Mandolin
Dec Quinn - Keys
Dony Wynn - Drums
Bruce Hughes - Bass
Saoirse Kavanagh - Vocals
Stephen Carolan - Guitar
Gene Carolan - Bass
EJ Jones - Whistles
Kevin Burke - Fiddle
Michael Buckley - Horns

Recorded at Windmill Lane, Dublin & Ace Recording, Austin, TX
Engineers: Niall McGanigle, Rich Brotherton
Mixed by Rich Brotherton and Michael Buckley (House of Horns, Dublin)
Mastered by Fergal Davis, Dublin.

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