Kaikoura

by Helen McCreary

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My debut EP! 'Kaikoura' is named after a town on the coast of New Zealand's South Island. It is one of my favorite places in the world, and it is the setting for many of my happiest memories. Music has a way of transporting you to another time and place, and whenever I play Kaikoura, I feel like I am once again on the pebble beach, looking out across the water at the mountains in the distance. I hope you all can join me there :)

The second half of the lyrics for As the Bark to a Tree are from a letter by American Civil War soldier Amos Humiston, writing to his wife in 1863, just months before he died in the battle of Gettysburg.

If you like what you hear, PLEASE share it with your friends! That's how independent musicians get heard nowadays, YOU have the power! :) <3

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released August 14, 2015

℗© Helen McCreary
® BMI 2015
Music and lyrics by Helen McCreary
Engineered, produced, mixed, and mastered by Alessio Romano at Studio 42, Brooklyn, NY (www.studio42brooklyn.com)
Percussion and accordion by Alessio Romano
Graphic design by Julia Cortopassi (www.juliacortopassi.com)
Cover photo: Kaikoura, NZ, taken by Fraser Worthington
Special thanks to John Dierckx Music, Christchurch, NZ (johnmusicnz.wordpress.com)
www.helenmccreary.com

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Helen McCreary New York, New York

Helen is a wandering minstrel archaeologist. No really, she is. Helen has been a backpacking instructor in Wyoming, an archaeologist around the world, and now she’s a singer-songwriter based in NYC. She enjoys long walks through the wilderness while looking for artifacts, making music with lovely people, and talking about herself in the third person. ... more

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Track Name: Kaikoura
Coronas in our pockets
Night falls on the beach
You can still see the mountains
just out of reach

Pebbles through your fingers
as I play my guitar
Gather all the driftwood
we'll make a fire

Will you be my love tonight?
Will you be my love tomorrow?
Will you sit on the beach, right here with me
while we watch the fire die?

The night is getting colder
Breeze comes from the sea
Your arm wrapped round my shoulder
feels right to me

Ooh
Ooh
Finally home

I will be your love tonight
I will be your love tomorrow
I will sit on the beach, if you'll sit here with me
while we watch the fire die
while we watch the fire die
Track Name: The Lovely Days
Marigolds in the wind made my brother sneeze.
We spent our days in fallow fields, climbing up apple trees.

Ponds behind our house held treasures of the land.
Frogs and turtles, hard to catch, held proudly in our hands.

Oh the lovely days, we were young, we were free.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.

Sailboats on the lake went round and round and round.
The smell of smoke upon the air, leaves gathered on the ground.

And oh the lovely days, we were young, we were free.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.
Oh all the lovely days, still alive in a memory.
Grew up in a small town that couldn't hold onto me.

Marigolds in the wind made my brother sneeze.
We spent our days in fallow fields, climbing up apple trees.
Track Name: This Bed
You sleep with your face down in the pillows
like you're hiding from the world.
I sleep with my face up to the ceiling,
and I smile when you snore.

I've gotten used to your warmth beside me
gotten used to your arm around me
and I never want to leave this bed.

Your alarm goes off at half to seven
You press snooze
You turn around and pull my body to you, saying
now don't you move

I've gotten used to your warmth beside me
gotten used to your arm around me
and I never want to leave this bed.

And it's cold outside these sheets
It's cold outside, don't wanna leave
It's cold outside these sheets
Let's forget the world and never leave this bed
Let's forget the world and never leave this bed
Track Name: As the Bark to a Tree
Just one more embrace, before you board the train
and I'll pretend my loving arms can protect you from all harm.
Just one more embrace, one more kiss upon your brow,
and you're gone.
My love, my love, a soldier now
I watched you go, so tall, so proud.
A boy you are no more
They called you to war.

If I ever live to get home, you will not complain of being lonesome again, or of sleeping cold, for I will lay as close to you as the bark to a tree.