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Intro
01:54
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Ship of Ghosts
02:05
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We were all going to be sailing,
singing songs until we reached the coast
It was silly to think our boat
would never sink and pretty soon we’ll be a ship of ghosts
I declared: “Land would be
reached by night” as the S.S. Gypsy Queen came into sight
Her cannon balls threw us off course,
and the map was lost
Now ever since we’re blind
without a light
We were all going to be big
stars, headed for the California sun
But now that time is on our side
there’s nothing left to hide
We might as well have a little
fun
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Hold Your Hand
01:45
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Let me hold your hand I wanna hold your hand
I’ll understand, be your man, yes I can
Let me hold your hand, hold your hand
I’ll understand, yes I can
Let me hold your hand I wanna hold your hand
I’ll understand, be your man, yes I can
Let me hold your hand, hold your hand
I’ll understand, yes I can.
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On an evening such as this, it’s
your smile that I miss
And although the sun won’t shine,
I can’t get you out of mind
My mind
But even if I had a car, I couldn’t
get very far
No more light and no more oil
makes these cars as good as tinfoil
And one can’t even go by night,
no more stars to guide a flight
And the compass needle spins for
all of our greedy sins
So it’s useless to ponder, as my
thoughts begin to wonder
Silly wishes are so cheap; I
think I’ll just go to sleep
Go to sleep
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Far From Here
04:58
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When it’s all over, when the days through, I’ll be standing
next to you
10 years later, will we survive? Or will we be stuck here,
for the rest of our lives?
When it’s all over, when the days through, I’ll be next to
you.
Her name was Ronnie but she changed it to Sue
It doesn’t matter ‘cuz everyone she knew was taken away, far
from here.
I can’t run, I can’t hide, I can’t flee, I can’t fight, I
can’t bleed, I can’t moan, I can’t call you on the phone
Bombs in north, bombs in south, animals, hoof and mouth, ‘wanna
be on my couch at my home, leave me alone.
I can’t run, I can’t hide, I can’t flee, I can’t fight, I can’t bleed, I can’t moan, I can’t call you on the phone.
All for one, none for all, fire is the best cure-all.
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The Vanderbuilts Syracuse, New York
The Vanderbuilts are Sam Kogon, Dave Riddell, Aya Yamamoto,Max Newland, and Grennan Milliken.
In the spring of
2011 the band released their debut EP entitled ‘Far From Here.’ The Vanderbuilts followed ‘Far From Here’ with their first LP, Miguel's Orchard.
The Vanderbuilts are pleased to announce the release of their sophomore LP, 'What We Forget', out 3/1/13.
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