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Give Up The Ghost

by Eden Prairie

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Thorsten Nesch
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Thorsten Nesch just came home from work as a janitor and discovered this gem over Vesa and onechord.com , cracked 2 beers, listened through and bought the album - thank u for the good time!
Vanessa Peters
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Vanessa Peters Wistful harmonica and chiming guitars deliver classic americana right out of Finland, delivered by a warm, gravelly voice that reminds me a bit of Chris Porterfield of Field Report. These songs, full of nostalgia for lost chances, lost lives, and lost love, take their time to come to life; never hurried or rushed, they allow the stories to build slowly and carefully, creating melancholy but melodic snapshots of everyday life. Favorite track: Pictures of Home.
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1.
I can see her standing across from our building As she makes her way home She puts her hand in her pocket and pulls out her mobile But she doesn't answer her phone She takes a step off the curb and onto the road Then she turns on her heels and she leaves Makes her way back up to the station I guess she's got some place to be She'll take the I train The long way home again She can't handle her and me arguing, breathing the same air walking on eggshells and acting like we still care Let's give up the ghost my dear We've been fighting it too many years Let's give up the ghost my dear We've got nowhere to go from here I walk past the church and the theatre I take a left up on Boulevard I'm trying my best to make sense of this mess But I never seem to get far The snow's coming down in a flurry And I'm freezing on the inside I can see her standing there next to our car Lord knows I can't handle that ride So I'll take the I train The long way home again Can't handle her and me arguing, breathing the same air Walking on eggshells and acting like we still care Let's give up the ghost my dear We've been fighting it too many years Let's give up the ghost my friend We've got no more time to spend Can't handle her and me arguing, breathing the same air Walking on eggshells and acting like we still care Let's give up the ghost my dear We've got nowhere to go from here
2.
Birch Street 03:57
You pulled over on Birch street and asked me to leave “Get out of my car baby I cannot breathe” Now I don't recall what the fight was about I remember the anger, the sadness, and doubt I know that you gave a hell of a lot And you sure deserved so much more than you got I was always the first to quit and turn tail Sometimes it feels like I was born just to fail Here I stand with this cup in my hand talking with ghosts that I miss the most Ain't seen them for years still brings me to tears So I'll reminisce about the ones that I miss That I miss the most There's a storm coming in and that storm’s getting loud I can no longer see a thing through these clouds I'm walking around in a fog in a mist Wondering what it was this time that I missed As the air grew heavy from all the things that we said It was like all of those words they went straight to my head I said “I hope that I never see you again” God I'd never say now the things I said then Here I stand with this cup in my hand talking with ghosts that I miss the most Ain't seen them for years still brings me to tears So I'll reminisce about the ones that I miss That I miss the most
3.
Postcards 03:54
Postcards on the fridge from all the places you've been Stories on the back of all the things that you've seen I'm not really sure why I keep them all Paradise lost I guess everyone falls A year to the day since you left this place The first card came all the way from Calais I spent hours in the library mapping the world It all seemed so big to this small town girl San Pedro, you were only there for a week Throwing pennies in fountains, seeing ghosts in your sleep The church in the courtyard stood so true and tall Till the earth started shaking and you watched it fall Now the cards have been coming for so many years It's like they meld into one with all my hopes and my fears Will I ever leave this town that I hate Am I destined forever to relive my mistakes I can't shake that card with the church on the hill It all seemed so perfect all is grist for the mill The words on the back broke my damn heart It wasn’t the first time you ever tore me apart San Pedro, you were only there for a week Stealing pennies from fountains, seeing ghosts in your sleep The church in the courtyard stood so true and tall Till the earth started shaking and you watched it fall Now I'm sitting here reading the last card that came The ink is all smudged and the writing seems strained “I’ll always love you don’t ever give in” Postmarked and stamped San Quentin, Marin
4.
Puerto Rico 04:46
You wrote that letter and you left it by the door In the bluest motel in Puerto Rico Put on your swimsuit, made your way down to the beach You said the sea was the place where you felt free We lost our money, our home, and the cars Premiums are what they are So when the doctor told you “It’s back again” You kept it to yourself like a goddamn martyr Now the water's rising And I cannot swim The water's rising Some of these fights we're never going to win You sold your wedding ring, and borrowed what you could You'd always dreamed about the beaches of Culebra You said that we deserved some time away You'd finally found your little piece of heaven Now the water's rising And I cannot swim The water's rising Some of these fights we're never going to win Now I'm the asshole mad at the world I'm the asshole mad at you You got to say your goodbyes All I got was less time with you Now the water's rising And I cannot swim The water's rising Some of these fights we're never going to win
5.
They say all of the things that we must endure Make us grow stronger and more self assured But the hurt and the pain it never grows old Each heartache we heal takes a piece of our soul I'm a fool, i'm a goddamn fool, oh I am a fool, baby for you The first time I lost you I lost myself In the pages of books laying there on my shelf I lost you in Paris and I lost you in Rome And I lost you again when we got home I'm a fool, i'm a goddamn fool, oh I am a fool, baby for you Now tell me again why you hide from the world Like the rarest of gems, like a natural pearl The love that you give can't handle the light It blooms in the dark like a queen of the night You’re a fool, you’re a goddamn fool, oh you are a fool, just like me Now I'm running through these streets in the cold autumn rain Like a drunk lovesick fool I keep chanting your name But the words that you hear, you’ve heard them before This time you tell yourself they must mean more You’re a fool, you’re a goddamn fool, oh you are a fool, just like me And I know that you know, that I know it ain't true As you stand there so calmly just preaching your truth And I wish that I knew what It was that we felt Was it love, was it lust, was it something else? I’m a fool, baby for you
6.
Dead Weight 04:32
No longer keeping track of the passing of the days As wrinkles grow deeper and my hair turns gray I feel indifferent, I couldn’t care less My mirror has been broken for years I guess Dead weight on my shoulders Dead weight on my mind Aware but unconscious Just let it slide I got cold feet from walking cold ground These endless plains, where nothing is found Keep pushing forward with restless zeal No time to stop and let the wounds heal it’s easy to get lost, when you don’t know the way your mind begins to wonder as you age Footsteps get slower and shorter every day You just might find, you go a little less astray Dead weight on my shoulders Dead weight on my mind Aware but unconscious Just let it slide
7.
The headlights from the oncoming cars shine a light in your eyes We ain’t been talking for miles and miles and miles You keep your eyes open for the right exit sign I’m counting the roadkill just to pass the time Every year the same old scene The whole family gathers round the tree for those pictures of home My dad takes our coats, Mom hugs you so hard you can’t breathe She looks at your belly in hopes that there’s something to see You put on a smile but you’re grinding your teeth I’m standing there staring down at my feet She’s a grandma with no grandkids It’s the only thing that’s amiss In these pictures of home We try our best To survive this test Of getting from one happy snapshot to the next And when we’re young it’s all in good fun But the older we get the more we regret Mom’s got us under one roof So Dad shoots a film full of proof pictures of home At dinner we’re seated with my cousin’s twins, they just turned three She just got divorced, now she’s taking a course in tai chi The camcorders’s ready and the kids have to sing Dad’s taping it over their poor mother’s wedding Mom turns down the radio And the kids really put on a show for those picture of home And so it goes Thess pictures of home Get taken again and again and again And when it’s done we’re all on the run And Dad retires to drink in his den After everyone’s gone Mom lingers in the kitchen alone with those pictures of home
8.
Sam Cooke 02:21
It's three in the morning and my head has gone Somewhere in another world Sam Cooke plays on Blood moon in the autumn sky Fitting tribute to a dream that died So break out the glasses and pour the last of the wine Let's drink to our failures, I guess time's been unkind While you pack up your things, I'll pack up mine Loving me was just a waste of your time. Loving me was just a waste of your time But loving you was the best part of mine
9.
Josie 03:24
There’s a silence hanging over us Every night around dusk Josie hears the turning of the key She turns a paler shade of white as she looks at me Life ain’t easy when your daddy likes to drink a bit The beatings keep coming and you can’t see the end of it “Grow up son, don’t be so sensitive” Josie’s in the corner just trembling I’ll watch it all burn down Till it’s all ashes on the ground Till there’s nothing left to see There’s nothing but Josie and me It’s 13 days since he found God Josie and I,we know he’ll never stop He looks at me and he smiles “Spare the rod spoil the child” I’ll watch it all burn down Till it’s all ashes on the ground Till there’s nothing left to see There’s nothing but Josie and me
10.
When the circus came to town, all the kids went giddy with glee But the adults had their doubts and they wanted the circus to leave They said that the ringmaster looked like a pederast bum And the acrobats they were heard talking in a foreign tongue When the circus came to town no one was more thrilled than Anne As wild as they come she was best friend I ever had The tickets were expensive and her mom wouldn't lend her a cent But Anne found a tear in the tarp and we snuck inside the tent The ringmaster waltzed with his blind three-legged greyhound While the acrobats up in the air spun around and around And when they all came out to take their final bow Me and Anne we blessed the day that the circus came to town In the morning the circus was gone and so was Anne Her mother went a little bit crazy she couldn't understand In a week or so I got a letter and it was from Anne And I read these words out loud to make sure I understand "I'm gonna miss you, you'll always be my best friend It pains me to think I won't see you maybe ever again But I know that you know all my reasons, so I won’t write them down Just please think of me everytime the circus comes to town" A year passed by and her parents never spoke her name When the circus returned they went looking for her in vain Sitting in the tent they caught the ringmaster’s eye He invited them back to his trailer for some (late-night) tea and pie And they talked all night, they talked 'til the morning come While the acrobats they sang a sad foreign song Everyone in camp heard Anne's mother wailing out loud Accompanied by that old blind three-legged greyhound Another year passed and still they don’t speak her name But looking at her parents you can see that something has changed In the evenings they sit in the park and watch the sun go down Maybe dreaming about the day that the circus comes back to town
11.
I asked you with tears in my eyes “what's it all for?” What can you say to me that hasn't been said before What can you say to me now, I'm not long for this world anymore I'm not mad at the world, I'm not angry at you There's no hate in my heart, this is my truth I'm just tired, tired, tired of it all I'm so tired, tired of it all Here on the outskirts of this city that I love Where the street lamps do battle with the stars up above The scent of the pine and the carbon exhaust Mingle together slowly until they're lost Slowly until they're lost I'm not mad at the world, I'm not angry at you There's no hate in my heart, this is my truth I'm just tired, tired, tired of it all I'm so tired, tired of it all This old fallout shelter makes my skin crawl Broken old bottles, graffiti stained walls Pinecones and needles, old winter tyres Kerosene rags for the funeral pyre

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recorded by: Veikki Virkajärvi, Tommi Kokkonen and Manu Hilden
mixed by: Tommi Kokkonen
mastered by: Jarno Alho, Alho Audio Mastering

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released March 31, 2021

Peter Tierney: vocals, guitar
Jarkko Immonen: drums, percussion, trash can
Tommi Kokkonen: guitar, backing vocals
Manu Hilden: bass, guitar, lapsteel, harmonica

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Eden Prairie Helsinki, Finland

An ex-legal aid for death row convicts and some Helsinki pedestrians. Alt. Country for people fed up with the genre. Heavy on the lyrics.

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