Moonwalker EP

by Tariq

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Songs on the Moonwalker EP touch on themes of isolation, regret (“Cold Lake Waters”), and questions around death and immortality (“Leaving Song,” “Moonwalker”). With the help of producer Shawn Cole (Bend Sinister, You Say Party, Wintermitts) and mixer Paul Boechler (Treelines, Sex With Strangers) as well as a host of Vancouver musicians, the tracks have been beautifully rendered, subtly orchestrated and arranged using acoustic guitars, synthesizers, trumpet, and French horn.

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released April 15, 2013

Produced by Shawn F Cole
Mixed by Paul Boechler
Mastered by Brock McFarlane

Tariq: Vocals, Guitars
Brennan Saul:Drums
Colin Cowan: Bass
Sam Davidson: Synths, Clarinet, EWI
John Walsh: Guitars
Paul Rigby: Guitars
Nick Anderson: French Horn
Leah Abramson: Vocals
Jody Glenham: Vocals

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Track Name: Annalee
Where are you Annalee, why have you gone?
Back to the place you started out from
Behind the windows with the curtains drawn
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?

When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause
The shadows start entertaining the walls
I close my eyes and I see your face
When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause
When the rain starts to fall like a round of applause

In my mind there's a picture of a girl
Waving goodbye on her bicycle
And riding away, off into the world

So, I search for the cracks in these days I can't win
That's where the daylight is trying to get in
And it's a brief moment before the nighttime
When I search for the cracks in these days I can't win
When I search for the cracks in these days I can't win

I'm watching her pedal away
In her bare feet so fast and free
As all of the lights burn out on the street

Where are you Annalee, why have you gone?
Back to the place you started out from
Behind the windows with the curtains drawn
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
Won't you tell me Annalee, where have you gone?
Track Name: Leaving Song
Now my time is over
Now my time has come
I’m off to meet the maker
I will miss you very much

So come gather ‘round your withered bows
And gather ‘round your drums
Sing a song for an unwilling ghost
To leave your pretty arms

When I’m long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Sing a little song for me

Raise your sorrows from this sullen wake
And bury all the gloom
Let’s be dogs against the borrowed sky
Howling at the moon

When I’m long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Long gone don’t cry for me
Sing a little song for me

And then stumble on home
Through the barrio tonight
Sweet verses from your liquored lips
Float on up to the sky

Then I in my tuxedo
And in my homburg hat and in my bliss
Peacefully drifting by
I go nowhere without a gift
Track Name: Cold Lake Waters
You came into their lives
Beneath the mid-October moon
Broke the water then the silence
Lifted from the room
As you took your first breath of life and let it go
They kept holding you tight like precious cargo

You fell into their arms
From a very far off place
A million miles away from
That military base
Where your father trained his soldiers for the war
You found a warm heart along those Cold Lake shores

And with that heart I was entrusted
Like a message it was passed
To this empty handed sailor
They had given up their secret treasure map

So, take good care of her
I let those words wander astray
Until they sank down to the bottom
Like a buried treasure lay
Now underneath those Cold Lake waters shines a glow
Once my love, now the keeper of this precious cargo
This precious cargo

Beneath those Cold Lake Waters
Track Name: Front Row Seat
How many times have I seen this stage
From the back of a crowded room
So many words I never heard
All of the banter between the tunes

It was getting so hard, so hard to believe
There’d be any good seats anymore
Until you let me through to the front of the cue
I never sat up that close before

So I’m not giving up this front row seat
Because the sight lines are pretty sweet
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
I’m calling shotgun on your heart

And it’s strange to sing this song
It came to me too easily
There must be something wrong
When I don’t seem to care for any other chair
That might come along

Long after the dress rehearsal
I sit in the old town hall
Don’t be surprised when you see me rise
As you’re walking out for the curtain call

I’m not giving up this front row seat
Because the sight lines are pretty sweet
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I'm not giving up this front row seat
Now my picture will be complete
When the front of house closes and the lights go dark
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
I’m calling shotgun on your heart
Track Name: Moonwalker
I listen to the countdown
Slowly getting further
Slowly getting further away
I can feel the moment
Slowly getting closer
Slowly getting closer now
My work will not be done ‘til I return
The shadows to the sun

Moonwalker, leaving footprints in the grey dust
I contemplate the moment
I wonder if I might be cursed this night or blessed
And I imagine that she’s sleeping
Far away and softly breathing
As the light pours down from the curtains onto her skin
Then into sacred rivers fall
And from the minarets they call

Moonwalker, Moonwalker, Moonwalker
I’m not the same man, there on the ground
Fighting gravity was only bringing me down

So I think I’m gonna stay here
You can go on back without me
I’m gonna miss you, but I think it’s for the best
Until it’s time
For you to write upon my grave something inspired
You could lie and say that he was satisfied
I kind of wish I was
And so I’m signing off in space
Will they remember me this way?

Moonwalker, Moonwalker, Moonwalker
I’m not the same man, there on the ground
Fighting gravity was only bringing me down