TIMES LIKE THESE

by Ed Askew

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MADE BETWEEN 10/01 AND 4/O3 ON CASSETTE.
most of these songs were played on electronic piano, and harpsichord.

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released April 1, 2003

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Ed Askew New York

Ed Askew is a painter and singer-songwriter who lives in New York City. Born in Stamford Connecticut, he moved to New Haven to study painting at Yale Art School. In 1963 he took up residence there. Around 1987 Ed moved to New York City, where he continues to write and record songs, and occasionally perform.  
Ed has recorded with ESP, DeStijl, Drag City, and Tin Angel.
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Track Name: the Flood
We had a week of Summer rain;
shiny lights and pavement.
The neon signs were red and green.
AUTO PARTS and TONY'S BAR.
And in the night I heard the rain
hammering on windows.
And when I finale got to sleep
I dreamed of water rising.

Above the town there was a lake
called "The Peaceful Widow",
that by the hand of man was shaped
like a flying sparrow.
The water fell by day and night
as the lake was rising.
And when a crack broke through the dam
our God never saw it.

The water fell by day and night
as the lake was rising.
And when a crack broke through the dam
our God never saw it.

And in the night I heard the rain
hammering on windows.
And when I finale got to sleep
I dreamed of water rising.

We had a week of Summer rain;
shiny lights and pavement.
The neon signs were red and green.
AUTO PARTS and TONY'S BAR.
And in the night we heard a sound
like an army rolling.
and at the crack of dawn I cried
for not a house was standing.
Track Name: High Tide
Bddy hopes for another sunny day.
He looks up at the moon, than he looks my way.
Maybe tomorrow we can go to the beach.
The high tide may bring us some peace.

Buddy don't look at me that way.
I said I was sorry, for what, I said today.
High tide, Low tide.
O baby. you know that I love you.

Buddy walks down stairs and down to the bay.
The full moon, and street lights, light his way.
Maybe tomorrow we can go to the beach.
The high tide may bring us some peace.

Buddy don't look at me that way.
I said I was sorry, for what, I said today.
High tide, Low tide.
O baby. you know that I love you

Buddy I'm sorry, for what. I said today.
I don't want to hurt you, in any way.
High tide, Low tide.
O baby. you know that I love you.

Buddy I'm sorry, for what. I said today.
I don't want to hurt you, in any way.
High tide, Low tide.
O baby. you know that I love you.

Buddy don't look at me that way.
I said I was sorry, for what, I said today.
High tide, Low tide.
O baby. you know that I love you.
Track Name: Quartets
Saturday is a windy day.
A little rain falls against his face.
April showers have come in may.

On a fountain the rain makes
concentric circles on the waves.
Somewhere in the town a piano plays.

He looks everywhere for symphonies,
but all he ever gets
are beautiful quartets.

He watches cars drive down the street.
A little water splashes on his feet.
A little thunder, like timpani.

And in the theater where he waits
people take there seats
and the lights fade.
somewhere in the town rain coms down.

He looks everywhere for symphonies,
but all he ever gets
are beautiful quartets.

Saturday is a windy day. A little rain falls against his face.
April showers have come in may.

And he looks everywhere for symphonies,
but all he ever gets
are beautiful quartets.