Fly Home EP

by Danny White

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1.
05:03
2.
04:16
3.
05:13
4.
07:34

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released May 15, 2012

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All Music & Lyrics Written & Performed By Danny White (BMI)

Produced, Engineered, & Mixed By Danny White at Une Maison Studio in Louisville, KY

Additional Engineering By Eddy Morris at Ear Candy Studios in Louisville, KY

Mastered By Nathan Dantzler for The Hit Lab Mastering in Los Angeles, CA

Additional Instruments on Tracks 1, 3, & 4:
Electric & Bass Guitar By Phil Miller
Drums By Aaron Rayome

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Photography By Todd Balsley of Abny Photography in Louisville, KY
Design By Danny White at Une Maison Studio
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Track Name: December
Dark gray and dismal days surround me
But it’s the middle of July
The sunlight’s peeking ever so slightly through the shades
Little birds are singing away outside

Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days

The golden sun sets in the distance
All by itself it slips away
The long shadows cast almost bring me comfort
As I stare at them and hope for better days
Hope for better days

Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days

Passing cars drown out the noise of summer
Brilliant flowers fade to gray
It may be July outside my window
But it feels like December these days
December these days
Track Name: Out to Sea
Please don’t go my darling, no
I can’t bear to watch you fall away from me
Each day passes by and blurs into the night
Like the tide goes out to sea
Like the tide goes out to sea

Please don’t go my darling, no
Things aren’t always as they seem
The darkest hour’s before the dawn
Letting go is holding on
As the tide goes out to sea
As the tide goes out to sea

Fly your flag till it rips
Float this boat until it dips into the depths
Hold fast to hope till the end
Hold fast to hope until there’s nothing left

Please don’t go my darling no,
I’m not ready to say goodbye
Track Name: Tonight
I shouldn’t have opened my mouth, let the bird
Out of the cage he’s flying, without a sound
Feathers are scattered like leaves on the ground

It’s so hard to watch you walk away from me
With a suitcase of things I’d say so differently
It feels like I just can’t make you believe

There’s no moon or stars to light up the coal black sky
Standing in the doorway all I hear are humming power lines
Your footsteps fade from sound, with the evening light
You’re not turning back around tonight

There couldn’t have been a darker night to not
Allow us to see just how to fight
Over the things we can’t seem to ever get right
Even in the daylight

There’s no moon or stars to light up the coal black sky
Standing in the doorway all I hear are humming power lines
Your footsteps fade from sound, with the evening light
You’re not turning back around tonight

There’s no moon or stars to light up the coal black sky
Standing in the doorway all I hear are humming power lines
Your footsteps fade from sound, with the evening light
You can still turn back around tonight
Track Name: Fly Home
We may be 2,000 miles away
But my memory hasn’t faded
Like the dusty photographs from the past
Where reds and greens have gotten hazy
I can still see the orange and yellow fallen leaves,
The garden, and the three old apple trees

I can feel the warmth of a crackling fire
On a dark cold winter night
See beauty in flakes of snow down below
The tiniest specks of white
Smell lilac blossoms in the spring
It takes me to the Valley if I catch it lingering

Once we cross over the old silver bridge
We’re almost golden, almost back to where we’ll live
You and me
After we fly home

The summer sun will stay up late
In this sleepy little town
Clicking sprinklers spin like vultures
Around and around and around
In a place where I can tell my left from right
Yes the rugged mountains will guide us through the night
Yes the rugged mountains will guide us home tonight

Once we cross over the old silver bridge
We’re almost golden, almost back to where we’ll live
You and me
After we fly home
After we fly home