People We Know

by Pullman Strike

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10 tracks of pain

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released 09 September 2011

album model: Joe Elmore
album photo: Sarah Blumenthal
album layout: Molly Poe

mixed/produced/mastered: Bo White

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Pullman Strike Charlotte, North Carolina

Pullman Strike (Charlotte, NC)


Daniel Beckham- Drums
Wesley Hamilton- Pedal Steel Guitar
Neil Mauney- Vocals, Lead/Rhythm Guitars
Evan Stepp- Vocals, Rhythm Guitars
Dan Smith- Acoustic Guitar
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Track Name: Central Park
Central Park

(Stepp)

Well I’ve been sitting here counting the days
Until I see your pretty face and kiss your cheeks
And squeeze you ‘til you turn blue

I know we’re many hundred miles away
But when I get lonely, I just pick up the phone
And hear you say, I love you
I hop on a plane and I fly into the city
Take a bus to the train and now I’m getting antsy
I’m gonna see you

When I see you, you run into my arms
I kiss you on the head tell you how I missed you so bad
We go for a walk down the street not saying a word
Not looking back.

We’ll go to Central Park, don’t forget the nuts.
We’ll feed the squirrels, pet the dogs, walk until your feet hurt.
Track Name: Tow Truck
(Mauney)

It's a long stretch of road, the road I'm headed down. Ain't seen nothin in miles and
time ain't on my mind.

The world doesn't seem quite as big, when I'm travelin' and movin' around. Ain't
seen nothin' in miles, I ain't spoke to you in quite some time.

Being out here on my own helps to keep me from feelin down. I count the days in
miles. I'm just looking for something to find.

But I ain't found nothin yet that could bring me a little peace
I still can't relax, but it's gettin easier to sleep
I'm still hung up on the past, but which memory is me
I always feel like somebody else, than who i'm supposed to be