Member Since: 17/05/2006
Band Website: http://www.broadjam.com/justinmarshmusic
Band Members: Justin Marsh - Vocals, Piano, Guitar
Brad Leake - Piano
Jonathan Cooke - Drums
Influences: Damien Rice, The Beatles, You
Sounds Like:
The Churchyard
There's a shadow of love
in the churchyard
Waiting to see you now
I can't follow your logic so soon
It hurts my head
The excuse of choice
Is a lazy heart
You are more selfish
Than I thought
There's a dream of a child
in the churchyard
Waiting to see you now
Thick thunderclouds
are on the move
As he says
Don't hide from pain
You can't prevent
You have a life
Now go and live
It's not that I fault you for fear
But there's a reason
I asked you for love
I would wait right here
If you could promise
that would be enough
Enough . . . . Oh no
Enough
Disillusioned by all of the trademarks
That will haunt a man
Still ignorant to their effects
And your charm
I'm not so perfect
To condemn the wrong
But there are softer ways
to fall
It's not that I fault you for fear
But there's a reason
I asked you for love
I would wait right here
If you could promise
that would be enough
Enough . . . . Oh no
Enough
Tear on the Loose
Where do we go from here
Where do we run
My heart is heavy dear
There is so much left undone
We will find the answers
We'll make it somehow
And in the end I’ll feel the same
As I do now
The wind blows by so swiftly
Carries time in cruel haste
I think I found what love is
But I must wait
Where do we go from here
What path do we choose
My heart is aching
There’s a tear on the loose
We look into the future
There’s so much we can’t see
But there’s a certain bit of comfort
In honesty
We collide without permission
So we’re waiting on that year
Go live your life in Washington
And I’ll be here
..
Spokane
I would go to the bottom for you
But will you come, when you're done
down to me
I guess I'll rest in the quiet for now
And as I wait, I contemplate
The scene
And it's nice and clear
in the spring, this year
But there's a bit of winter hanging on
And I hope Spokane is a gentle land
It's rough over here while you're gone
I'm finding it hard to carry on
I can't pretend not to hope for your call
But this charade, that love is sane,
Is wrong
So when dreams mix desire with fate
You can hope for what you know
Is lost
And it's nice and clear
in the spring, this year
But there's a bit of winter hanging on
And I hope Spokane is a gentle land
It's rough over here while you're gone
I'm finding it hard to carry on
Type of Label: Unsigned