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Faded Heart Café

Faded Heart Café

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Written in my miniscule bedsit in Khandallah and recorded immediately with great excitement, Faded Heart Café was re-recorded in Newtown the following year for the “Lean on the Angels” album.

I’m proud of the twenty voice multi-track harmonies and the “feel” of the bass and drums.

Photograph by Eliza Stan

On the rocky road from me to you
About halfway between lost and found
Sits the faded heart cafe where the band always plays the blues
They play every day and they say

Ooh lady don’t you come in here
With your face so long and the desert in your hair
You have to know, you have to show that your heart really cares
And your love may find you while you’re waiting here

Now the drummer has no rhythm if she plays alone
But when the band lights up she’s their metronome
Because the beat of the cafe is the beat of every heart as one
The feel is so real you could steal it

Ooh lady don’t you come in here

The trumpeter’s a strumpet and she knows it too well
She’ll blow anybody to the gates of hell
And back – yeah, even this band can’t resist that call
It’s near and it’s clear and you hear it

Ooh lady don’t you come in here

The piano has been thinking, and it thought it was you
But minor key emotions make the piano-player blue
So when the band turns on she will sing her very heart away
So strong that you long to belong to the song

Ooh lady don’t you come in here

[note color=”#86c440″]Leigh Harrison © APRA 2003[/note]