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This Guarded Place:

Two words, a little phrase in the ocean keeps on surfacing.  Get away. Get away. 

And the world’s perfect praise, floating dead from my ears to the sink.  Get away. Get away. 

Emotionless me, I’m the last one to leak.  I’d rather not say what’s happening.  I wish I could smile, my ship is made of gold. 

This guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water.  Oh, this guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water. 

All taking place in a vow to rise above the empty.  Get away.  Get away. 

Did I don that old face?  I’m amazed how bad at pretending.  Get away Get away.

Emotionless me, I’m the last one to leak.  I’d rather not say what’s happening.  I wish I could smile, my ship is made of gold. 

This guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water. Oh, this guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water…  This guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water. Oh, this guarded place that I found before, you’re holding down the water.  


Additional Notes:

Written by Dave Strand and Kimberly Brown
Vocals by Laura McQuaig
Additional Keyboards by Scott Levy
Recorded and engineered by Dave Strand

This song from The Strand: Destroyers Of That Which Is Destroyed And Rulers Of That Which Is Not Destroyed

Music and Lyrics © 2008 The Strand
Recorded at Strandland in Chandler, Arizona 
Song writing, production and engineering by Dave Strand (unless otherwise noted)
Mastering by Steve Laskarides of NR Mastering

CD Art:
Photography by Lixx and Inobla
Cover Art and Interior Design by Lixx
CD Title by Daniel Hunter