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This is a song about the weight of our dreams and how the things we acquire as we achieve them can try to crush us. A song for the moment you catch yourself staring at your wedding band, angry she said yes. For all those times you look in her eyes, see none of the shine, and fear you’re the one who stole it.

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You and I grew up in the same part of town
On the wrongside of the tracks where people keep their heads down
Nose to the grindstone and feet on the ground
We grew up dreaming of flying high above those storms
Where the sun never sets; the clouds don’t obscure
the horizon. It spreads; the frontier’s all around

Baby write your dreams down.
Make them seem permanent in black and white
Baby write your dreams down
and say goodnight

I can’t imagine you looking finer than you did in wedding white
When the wind blew all around you lifted your veil and the sight
Of your smile beaming at me. It was like honey.
We had ourselves some kids and we bought ourselves a home
And the bills kept piling in; my whole life was on loan
But the tempest we could temper, and weather on our own

Baby write your dreams down.
Make them seem permanent in black and white
Baby write your dreams down
and say goodnight

But this town dragged us down, and it made us hurt
And it filled our lives with work
Till this roof weighed like an anchor,
And this ring cut like a flint
You’ve got diaries full of change
And I’ve got pockets full of lint
And our feet are mired in the mud
Our feet are mired in the mud

Now my clothes are hanging off me and I feel like skin and bone
And this tired that I have is worse than any that I’ve known
And going off to work, it’s just a way not to be home

Still you write your dreams down.
Harsh accusations in black and white
Still you write your dreams down
and say goodnight

So I sit and drink and I stare you down
While the world wears you down
Till this roof weighed like an anchor,
And this ring cut like a flint
You’ve got diaries full of change
And I’ve got pockets full of lint
I’ve got bottles that are empty
you’ve got dreams that ain't fulfilled
Though we ache to stretch our feathers
spread our wings we never will
Cause our dreams are mired in the mud
Yeah our dreams are mired in the mud.

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from One Town Over, released May 30, 2020

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G.F. Patrick Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Philadelphia-based guitarist and songwriter G.F. Patrick uses a Georgia-born post-country voice to examine the lives of everyday people and the way their unique pressure points have brought them to the given moment. While staying true to the folk and country idioms, he deftly repurposes song styles to attack outdated archetypes, putting music to the narratives of the overlooked and forgotten. ... more

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