Works (in) Progress Administration Volume 2

by Bill Mallonee/WPA

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a Guitar-licious EP! This is where i started "re-discovering" just how rich and beautiful harmony guitars could be...
It followed me on into The Power & The Glory...Here's where it started. Love this EP!

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released 20 January 2009
Bill Mallonee; Guitars, vocals, harmonicas, drums...

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Bill Mallonee is an Athens, Ga. Americana artist with 50 plus albums, spanning a 20 year career. He was voted by Paste Music Magazine #65 in their prestigious "Top 100 Living Songwriters" poll. He fronted the band Vigilantes of Love from 1991-2001. Mallonee (pronounced "Mal-o-knee") has worked with other great artists such as Buddy Miller, Emmylou Harris, and Peter Buck from REM. ... more

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Track Name: Between the Heartache (& The Stars I Couldn't Catch)
BONE OF MY BONE words and music: bill mallonee

Let’s, see I guess it’s been...almost 2 years, my friend
since she left my side
to cross over...from my arms
that River a thousand miles wide

Baby, you were the jewel in that Carolina school
but rendering was my humble trade
had a little schooling...maybe I could have gone further
but...there were wars to be made

chorus:
now all that’s carved in stone
and all that’s writ in ink
all you though that you could bank on
well, it’s not what ya’ think
started fallin’ off the radar
started fallin’ off the map
between the heartache and the stars I couldn’t catch
between the heartache and the stars I couldn’t catch

the fragrance you would wear that lingered in your hair
your eyes were stars...and all that I could see
we’d dance the world to bed with Glenn Miller in our heads
honey, you always got the best of me

I clean off those dust vents in this period of adjustment
and I still do your “honey-do” list
but the light in this room on those late afternoons
...just bring and ache...and loneliness