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Alabama, Come Clean

from In The Company of Old Friends by Ed Poole

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You are mine, forever ahead
That old familiar feeling starts to grow inside you
'Till you're feeling sick, well I feel it too

It's not quite as poetic as something you might have said
Standing on the verge of something pure but unintended
Slowly crawling out of our heads
Speak to me for real, hey.

We get old, somewhere ahead
It's already Sunday night, and I haven't done enough again

Its not quite as poetic as something you might have said
Standing on the verge of something pure but unintended
Slowly crawling out of our heads
Speak to me for real,
All it needed was a call
Its right in front of us, hey

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from In The Company of Old Friends, released November 28, 2014

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Ed Poole Liverpool, UK

With brooding acoustic guitar lines and soaring vocals, Ed Poole embraces the DIY ethic, self-producing and creating songs that blend and weave emo, punk rock and folk with more atmospheric and darker tones.

His debut album, Envelop/Erase was released in 2019 via Liverpool based indie-label, Doing Life Records.
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