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Little Lives

by Suitcase Runaway

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Wes Meadows Great EP full of experimentation and surprises. Wonderful well-crafted indie folk songs with superb instrumentation Favorite track: Forgotten.
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1.
When the room comes crashing down, I will stay Outside, out of the way Inside the warmth of my veins Pure emotion threatens to lay waste To what's left of me, what's left of me I run free When the wind rises, I stand, tall and strong Beside myself I belong Within the silence I want To scream bloody murder, and live on With what's left in me, what's left in me I run free I fly with the wind, kick the dirt up, get scrapes on my knees There's no rest for me in this moment there's joy that I see No time to think, just have to run, just have to find my way out My heart will never know fear, it will never know doubt oh oo woah, oh oo woah oh
2.
Her 04:40
3.
Painkillers 04:26
Can anyone please answer these questions I implore My mind is stuck here on the couch, but my body's halfway out the door And you and me watch newsreels from the night before A plane crashed in the ocean and the UN's tryin' to stop another war oh oh ho oh The morning is so calm and soft and the sunlight calls my name And your whistling in the hallway is such a sweet refrain That I can replay over and over again, inside my little head Somethin' to keep me grounded as the anchorman speaks of the dead oh oh ho oh And all we can see is darkness even though the sun may shine bright today And if you try to look happy you're considered selfish in your ways But nothin's ever gonna get better unless there's somthin' to kill the pain Yeah nothin's ever gonna get better unless we all help to ease the pain Oh your sweet refrain I walk into the morning haze and see the moon and sun one is growing dimmer as the other kills it's only love And the two of them watch in silence the world coming undone A failing love to compliment the tragedy, their only son oh oh ho oh (refrain)
4.
Velveteen rabbits runnin' through the trees. They ran so fast they couldn't be seen. They've been loved so much they've been set free, oh. Why couldn't they have invited me, ohh And people ruffle my hair, and put me in despair, and they say it's all a dream, but it's nothing like I've ever seen. Woah, I told you so REFRAIN: And look who's laughing now, laughing now. Oh the look on your face when you wonder how, and the joy in your smile when the sun comes out, and the warmth of your love goin' all about, and the circle of life dancing upside down, but it suddenly stops when you frown, ohh when you frown yeah, so turn yourself around. Canopy of tunnels stretchin' underground. Only the rabbits can find their way by sound. They feel the hum of the earth beneath their feet oh. They have that reputation of unconventionality ohh. People ruffle myy hair, and put me in despair, and they say it's all a dream, but it's nothing like I've ever seen. Woah I told you so (refrain) Turn yourself around! Woah oh oh oh oh...woah oh oh oh ohhh...woah oh oh oh oh ahh. Here comes the piercing light of daybreak, as I run faster up each and every stair, and your standing atop a thirty story building. I tried to catch you but I wasn't even there! Wasn't even there, ahhh, YEAH! Oh the look on your face when you wonder how, and the joy in your smile when the sun comes out, and the warmth of your love goin' all about, and the circle of life dancing upside down, but it suddenly stops when you frown, when you frown yeah, so turn yourself around.
5.
Forgotten 04:06
I've forgotten what it's like to hold my own and I've forgotten what it's like to hear your voice on the phone What it's like to mend my own soul Looping the stitches through one by one ohhhh ooooo oooo Illuminated windowsills spell out my dreams The latch is jammed and the glass is thick so I let out a silent scream And I wait until the fall of night like a criminal in chains So I can stare out all the windowsills and see my shrouded pain ohhhh ooooo oooo We carry ourselves oh so well But everyone has stories hell some may be just lies And I want so badly to break the glass But another story blocks my path I'm afraid of what might be outside Oh what might be outsiiiiiide oo wooah ohh oo wooah
6.
The Family 03:16
Some kids grow up in filthy city alleys while others grow up in a house. Some kids go to school while others play hookey either way life’ll chew ya up and spit you out Well it doesn’t matter where the hell you came from, sister it’s the same set of emotions inside everyone Some kids have a sweet mother, but a drunkard of a daddy Some kids have it the other way around Some kids gotta live with an uncle or auntie or worse in some lonely foster home Well it doesn’t matter where the hell you came from, brother everybody must fight for their chance in the sun We’ve created some kind of messed up civil war Stop fighting kids, you’ve gotta stick together now and show the world that nothing can bring you down Breaking all the front lines, deserted battlefields galore Stop fighting this silly game of he said she said You gotta be brave enough to pick up the pieces Oh woah oh oh oh, woah oh oh oh… Some kids lose their hearts and become bitter it’s quite saddening They curl up in a ball and feel like death Then there’s the kids who try to make everyone happy But they too are struggling like the rest So sing along to this battle cry whenever you feel low or lonely or mad or messed up in the head ‘Cause this misery that we all share we can laugh about tomorrow No more poison hearts for us good times instead Well it doesn’t matter where the hell you came from…

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Little Lives is the first EP released by Suitcase Runaway. It contains slightly done up versions of previous single releases as well as two more songs added on!

"The Little Lives EP possesses great heart and even greater storytelling, yet it only scratches the surface of what Suitcase Runaway can do. What he will be able to do with an even wider expanse of sound to pair with his well-spun words will be interesting, and hopefully we’ll be hearing it soon enough."
--Bianca B. of Luna Paper Blog


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released August 19, 2015

Performers
>Nick Davenport: vocals, acoustic guitar, bass, mandolin, aux. percussion
>Nick Berchak: drums (tracks 1, 5, and 6)
>Jared Muller: electric guitar (6)
>Molly Stofko: vocals, keyboard (6)
>Wes Meadows: trumpet (5)

Recorded and mastered by Wes Meadows
Mixed by Wes Meadows with Nick Davenport
Recorded at the Davenport household

Front album artwork by Olivia Ritchie
Track listing artwork by Nick Davenport

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Suitcase Runaway Cleveland, Ohio

Four-piece "sunshine-infused" folk-rock band hailing from Cleveland, Ohio.

Short stories told in song, reflecting on friends, family, love, and individuality.

New single and music video "Strike A Nerve" out now!
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