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Here Comes the Tide
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This is a ballade about a disappointing homecoming...This was also from the Circus Town song cycle..This one was about 'coming home'...
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New/Old school Folk/Rock artist with a flair for poignant melodies and meaningful lyrics.
Thomas Palminteri is a singer/songwriter, composer with a subtle and varied gift for lyrics and melody in the tradition of Paul Simon and Randy Newman. He has written both songs that tell a story such as ïSpring Has Goneï and Waiting for the No.12 and composed instrumental music such as ïJourney to the Black Madonnaï the enigmatic Mass in C that defy categorization. In his teenage years he developed a strong appreciation for Rock music beginning with The Beatles and later became enamored with the more eclectic groups of his adolescence such as the Talking Heads and Elvis Costello. Later in college when he decided to study music more formally Tom became deeply affected by Classical and Jazzï particularly J.S. Bach, Mozart, Faure and Debussy.
Song Info
Genre
Rock Southern Rock
Charts
#600 in subgenre Peak #11
Charts
Peak #1,359
Author
Tom Palminteri
Rights
1991/2004
Uploaded
August 28, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.1 MB 192 kbps 3:22
Story behind the song
This recording is of a 4-track that Bill, Scott and I made one night. Scott is playing slide guitar. This is also from the Circus Town song cycle..This one was about "coming home"...
Lyrics
Here Comes the tide Here comes the tide, are these the signs of the times, Here comes the tide oh my American child. I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse When you came home were you lookin the other way What did you find out and when did you finally say I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse I hope we don’t take, a turn------- for the worse Well I saw you last night when you walked through your back porch You turned off the light, just then I wondered what you thought Well I hope I don’t get caught…. Cause outside the worlds exploding and inside the chill is unending And when you came home I thought you’d be spending a lot more time laughing… Here comes the tide, are these the signs of the times, Here comes the tide oh my American child. I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse I hope we don’t take, a turn for the worse I hope we don’t take, a turn------- for the worse
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