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Ester Park

by Phankl

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1.
Again 03:45
Again Well, you wear me out to the bitter end When you say again, again, again, again If I tell you no, can we still be friends? Still you say again, again, again, again You know I won’t break and you just don’t bend So you say again, again, again, again Like a whirling top round and round we spin And you say again, again, again, again I wouldn’t argue if I didn’t care Life would mean a whole lot less without you here If you come over (come on over) we can share So much joy to be found there Now I’m giving out, but you won’t give in You just say again, again, again, again I say enough ‘cause you won’t say when You just say again, again, again, again I’m a loser if I quit this race I could wander blindly from this point of grace I can’t refuse (I can’t refuse) such a winning face So much joy around this place Well, you wear me out to the bitter end When you say again, again, again, again If I tell you no, can we still be friends? Still you say again, again, again, again I say enough ‘cause you won’t say when You just say again, again, again again, again, again, again Yeah, you say again, again, again, again
2.
Passion of the Moon I’m not the one, I’m not that guy I’m not standing like a statue as the world goes by I’ve seen that man, I know the one Who is standing in the shadows, looking on With all the passion of the moon I’m okay now, I didn’t mean to shout It’s just sometimes this whirlwind inside me must come out ‘cause it pulls me in, draws me constantly As I fight the endless currents of apathy Let me show my passion free from any derision I won’t worship your idols Release from this prison Cause I need, I need, I need to breathe And I see, and I see, and I feel With all the passion of the moon Empty inside, growing up too soon You learn to sing a different tune With the passion of the moon With all the passion of the moon Empty inside, growing up too soon But now you have you’re silver spoon And the passion of a cold, dead moon Once again my passion will betray my decision I won’t worship your idols I’m breaking out of this prison Cause I’m free, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free Yes, I’m free, I’m free, I’m free,
3.
Ester Park 05:22
Ester Park by Phankl A quiet tide underneath the open skies, quiet tide Over time we all see with Midas’ eyes, over time All alone in the space of one breath All at once you’ve become bored to death The divide, the divide is in your mind, the divide Worlds collide but there’s only one earthkind, when worlds collide All alone in the space of one breath All at once you’ve become bored to death Bored to death It’s still raining after dark You’ve been feigning your remarks Things are strangely still in Ester Park Hey, Hey, Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey Hey, Hey, Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey Better times, better times are on my mind, better times No rewind, looking forward all the time, no rewind All at once in the space of one breath Nevermore to become bored to death Bored to death After rain we’ll disembark And come charging off the ark We’ll be playing out in Ester Park After rain we’ll disembark And come charging off the ark We’ll be playing out in Ester Park Hey, Hey, Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey Hey, Hey, Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey Hey, Hey, Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey (hey), Hey
4.
Tattered Jeans – Mark Krowiak and Phil Klahn When the grand design is over and the stone is laid All you get is so much older and hollow victories for the side you played While I'm holding out for bigger things Life proceeds and yet it seems In the end, for all that progress brings All I have is these tattered jeans For time and time again, time takes its toll The knees are always the first to go In tattered jeans and dusty dreams of days gone by Another day, another spin Strangers on familiar roads Count your blessings or count your sins and hang on tight until it's time to go For time and time again, time takes its toll The knees are always the first to go In tattered jeans and dusty dreams of days gone by Tell me your faith is empty Nothing can touch your soul (touch your soul) Still you have this to cling to Something that you just know (in the end) You just know When the grand design is over And the debt is paid I had plans and dreams discovered And like these jeans I thought they'd never fade For time and time again, time takes its toll The heart is always the last to know In tattered jeans and dusty dreams of days gone by Days gone by (days gone by) Days gone by
5.
Walking On 03:37
Walking On It’s been a rough couple of days And I’m feeling ragged My mind, my bones, my soul Ragged I’m shuffling, shifting, weaving, bobbing I’m giving it all I’ve got I’m shuffling, shifting, weaving, bobbing I’m giving it all I’ve got With you I feel my steps get lighter I’m walking on air with you The hesitant prizefighter I’m walking on air with you I’m walking on Well, it’s a fine kettle of fish That you’ve gotten us into The hook, the line, so fine What have we gotten into? I’m reeling, feeling, pushing, pulling I’m giving it all I’ve got I’m reeling, feeling, pushing, pulling I’m giving it all I’ve got With you I feel my steps get lighter I’m walking on air with you The ultimate survivor I’m walking on air with you I’m walking on With you, with you, with you, with you (It’s been a rough couple of days) With you I feel my steps get lighter I’m walking on air with you The ebullient provider I’m walking on air with you I’m walking on It’s been a rough couple of days
6.
Memory 04:52
Memory Ah, when the light is gone, to me, to me Ah, ‘til another dawn to see, memory There buried deep inside, can be, it can be Ah, ‘til the light is gone from me Look in my eyes and you’ll see I look in your eyes and I see What is mirrored in my own fantasy Open your mind to my world I’ll open my mind to your world And we’ll sing of long remembered T It is only memory Cradle your heart in your hands I cradle my heart in my hands I can tell you this with all certainty Look at my past and you’ll see I look at the past and I see That my mind can play tricks on me Desires are projected onto me, it is only memory Ah, when the light is gone, to me, to me Ah, ‘til another dawn to see, memory There buried deep inside, can be, it can be Ah, ‘til the light is gone from me Ah, all my dreams are nothing more than twisted memory Blurred by emotion, scars reveal my hidden anxiety Like the fog of war and more, move slowly to the sea Until the light is gone from me Ah, all my dreams are memory All my dreams are twisted ‘round, twisted memory Hazed by years and phantom fears I cannot even see All my dreams are memory Open your mind to my world I’ll open my mind to your world Ah, when the light is gone, to me, to me Ah, ‘til another dawn to see, memory There buried deep inside, can be, it can be Ah, ‘til the light is gone from me Look in my eyes and you’ll see Look in my eyes and you’ll see That for now, ‘til the light is gone from me, it is always memory
7.
Blue Bottle 03:44
Blue Bottle Talk about a romance May to December Everything’s a blur and all I remember You were there with me as we crossed the velvet sea We wind up talking about bodies in motion One hand clapping in the middle of the ocean Come with me, come with me, come with me into the land of Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle dusty on the windowsill Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle hoping it’ll be there still Blue bottle, blue bottle, shining in the morning sun Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle falling when the big one comes Searching high and low for hidden gems Finding one or two every now and then What can it, what can it, what can it be my wandering eyes see? I’m left wondering what’s the commotion Sentimental object of your devotion Let me be, let me be, let me be, let me be with all my Blue bottles, blue bottle, blue bottle dusty on the windowsill Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle hoping it’ll be there still Blue bottle, blue bottle, shining in the morning sun Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle falling when the big one comes Memories for sale All lined up like good tin soldiers Signs around the block Buy one, get one, a little bit older Why not take them all? Friends need friends, that’s what friends do Ten more like it at home But there’s nothing like a shiny new Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle dusty on the windowsill Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle hoping it will be there still Blue bottle, blue bottle, shining in the morning sun Blue bottle, blue bottle, blue bottle falling when the big one comes Here it comes
8.
Morning Song 04:17
Morning Song I like to warm up my voice with a song of offering Words of hope, a sweet awakening It’s a morning song, a morning song With the rising sun I hear a symphony Blessings laid out like a field of eternity A morning song, a morning song The path does not define you The road is not your name You are where your heart is And fear the fire you tame The path does not define you The road is not your name You are where your heart is And peace the prize you claim As I rise to this day and the clouds come threatening I will not dismay, I will forever sing A morning song, a morning song A morning song, a morning song A morning song
9.
Chasing It Down Chasing it down, chasing it down, down all for you Chasing it down, chasing it down, down mores the truth Chasing it down, chasing it down, down a hundred proof Chasing it down, chasing it down, with bitters from my youth No one is free, everyone yearns and burns with schemes and dreams of good Nothing is free, everyone pays with mud and sweat and blood and Time stops never, but goes on forever One brick shy, but not half clever Still keep trying, I’m trying to chase it down Chasing it down, chasing it down, all for you Chasing it down, chasing it down, mores the truth Chasing it down, chasing it down, a hundred proof Chasing it down, chasing it down, I’m chasing it, chasing it, chasing it down After the fall, after the long tough road that got you to this place After it all when you are finally breaking through this carapace Chasing it down, chasing it down, all for you Chasing it down, chasing it down, mores the truth Chasing it down, chasing it down, a hundred proof Chasing it down, chasing it down, I’m chasing it, chasing it down Chasing it down, all for you Chasing it down, mores the truth Chasing it down, hundred proof Chasing it down, I’m chasing it, chasing it, chasing it down
10.
While Away 04:28
While Away What’s that, what’s that? What’s that, what’s that you say? What’s that, what’s that? Clearly, they’ve been tracking and fracking my every click I sit here numb, it should be making me sick But there’s another queued up, maybe won’t be so bad It’s waiting for me right after I skip this ad And from the subject, they know it all The pressure to produce content, be relevant or face discontent Fingers of blame and thumbs pointed down A practice renowned, an ancient civilization burned to the ground The Scarlet Letter, we ought to know better by now My head banging on a virtual wall (Ooo, all the world) Click, I get no pleasure from the pain (Ooo, while away) Click, what is this tearing at my brain? (Nowhere to run after all) Oh, touch, touch another link (Ooo, all the world) Click, what I am missing (Ooo, while away) Click, a lack of discipline (Nowhere to run) Touch, touch another link, I know I should get out of bed, instead I just While away While a while away While a while away (Ooo, all the world) Click, I knew this couldn’t last (Ooo, while away) Click, it all got old so fast (Nowhere to run after all) Oh, touch, touch another link (Ooo, all the world) Click, what is my mission? (Ooo, while away) Click, a lack of discipline (Nowhere to run) Touch, touch another link, I know I should just face the day, instead I’ll just While away While a while away While a while away While away While a while away While a while away (Ooo, all the world) (Ooo, while away) What’s that, what’s that? (Ooo, all the world) (While, while away) What’s that, what’s that you say?

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Born from the uncertainty of a global pandemic, Ester Park laments lost opportunities and reverberates with the hope of revival. From the anthemic title song, to the whimsical Blue Bottle, to the defiantly optimistic Walking On, singer/songwriter Phil Klahn weaves a tapestry of emotions for the listener.

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released December 1, 2020

Cover art by Fiverr artist Noor_amir37

Additional players:
Jay Bengel - Drums and percussion
Jim Beaty - Bass
Mark Krowiak - Keys on track 2, Piano, organ and backing vocals on track 4
Dave Bizon - Bass and backing vocals on track 4
Pat Yadon - Backing vocals on tracks 2 and 5
Jason Moore - Guitar solos on tracks 1 and 5
Mary Bengel - Saxophone on track 7, backing vocals on track 8
Don and Dodie Gloud - Vocal bits on track 10
Tim Merklin - Percussion on track 4

Fiverr artist solos
Track 2 outro - gravity_sounds (Kiron), erikson_johnson
Track 9 - johnwildeart

All songs written by Phil Klahn except Tattered Jeans, which was co-written by Mark Krowiak and Phil Klahn

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