Stories

by Stefan Cashwell

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This album is a collection of songs that I started writing when I first moved to Atlanta. It is a collection of stories (hence the title) that I feel document my first impression of life in the city. It is my attempt to analyze the human struggle; to find a way through this messy life.

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released 31 July 2011

Stefan Cashwell: Vocals and Guitar
Thomas Lockwood: Guitar, mandolin
David Bailey: Bass
Micah Williams: Drums
Jessica Haberkern: Violins
Molly Parden: Backing Vocals
David Bailey: Engineer, Producer
Joel Seibel: Co-producer

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Stefan Cashwell Atlanta, Georgia

Stefan Cashwell is an atlanta native but he calls many places home. He has traveled all across the world, spending time in Paris, France and southern Germany. It is with these experiences that he writes his songs. His latest album, "Stories", and the songs therein have come together to make him one of Atlanta's most promising songwriters. ... more

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Track Name: How The Story Goes
Well the night has done its fallin'
The stars have done their best but they're through stallin
And you've got to walk home alone again.
Your friends they all laid their heads
Down 'round about three in some lover's bed
And you find yourself sleeping alone again.

We all know how the story goes
You feel like if you were gone nobody'd even know
Come on baby, just give it a few more tries
and something's bound to come along that'll feel alright.

All the lights down on Peachtree St.
Point the way back to Interstate 85
And you're driving home as fast as you can.
You're going back to where it is still green
Just to feel something soft under your feet
No city skyline, just a country sunrise.

We all know how the story goes
Yeah, when trouble hits we all head home
So come on baby, just give it a few more tries
And something's bound to come along that feels alright.

It just takes a little time
Cause life ain't nothing but a waiting line
Where everybody's just waiting to shine
But you're turn will come, just give it time
Something's bound to come along that feels alright

Well the sun has done its climbin'
You're looking out upon a new horizon
And you know that it's gonna be alright...
Track Name: Sweet Ilene
Sweet Ilene, wash your hands clean
of the mess that left you behind.
I got a bottle of wine and a place in my mind
we could go if you really want to.

Where the sun never sleeps
You just live in a dream
And there ain't nobody to hurt you

Baby, I ain't the kind
to ask you outright
But I'm feelin' brave tonight.

Ilene, it's so hard to watch your light shine
It used just to shine on for miles.
Come away with me doll, he don't love you at all
And he ain't worth all those precious tears.

And hearin' you cry
Makes me wanna die
Let's leave this whole mess behind

Baby, I ain't the kind
to ask you outright
But I'm feelin' brave tonight.

Ilene, come away with me
I've got two tickets, you just say when...
Ilene, it ain't as hard as it seems
I will teach you how to shine again...

Baby, I ain't the kind
to ask you outright
But I'm feelin' brave tonight.
Track Name: Dark Haired Woman
This old cigarettes burning longer than I care to smoke
So I take one last quick drag and throw it out of the window
I'm feeling lonelier than I've ever felt before
God, if you're sending me a comforter, a dark haired woman is what I'm praying for.

I've been up and down this highway, thirty days and thirty nights.
Trying to find some kind of reason, some kind of purpose in this life.
I don't want no fame or fortune, just give me love and nothing more.
And if its love you're gonna send me, a dark haired woman is what I'm praying for.

Make her long and tall, a slow southern drawl
and a dress, a dress that drags the floor
Big brown eyes and loving arms
all of this and one thing more...

When I get to where I'm going, wherever that may be
I hope I find a real good woman, thats been waiting on a man like me
And I'll fight for her forever, I'll fight each day like it's a war
And if you have her waiting for me, a dark haired woman is what I'm praying for.
Track Name: In My Memory
I remember how you used to smile
You'd light up the room for a while
Pretty blonde hair just hanging down
Bright blue eyes and legs for a mile.

You told me no one made you laugh like me
Long before you walked away from me
But I can still see you smiling
In my memory.

I left your room just like it was before
Your old bathrobe still hangs on the door
Bed made up and all the curtains drawn
Clothes and shoes scattered on the floor

And as I wipe the dust off of that antique chair
The one we bought at the antique fair
I can still see you sittin' there
In my memory.

Oh in my memory
I remember how it used to be
When tears just meant that I was happy
When you were still loving me

When you called me your darling
When I called you my baby
I remember how it used to be
In my memory

Might be young but I'm getting older
The summer's gone and it's getting colder
But you're still gone and I'm still all alone
Except for this Devil on my shoulder

He's telling me just to keep drinking
And it all start disappearing
But I can still see you leaving
In my memory

Oh in my memory
I remember how it used to be
When tears just meant that I was happy
When you were still loving me

When you called me your darling
When I called you my baby
I remember how it used to be in my memory.
Track Name: Paris
I will sing a new song
Of the old french maison
Where the cats ran wild
And "La Vie En Rose" flowed out of the gramophone.

Where we ate out every night
By dim candlelight and the air was thick with love

We'd climb the stairs and say good night
But we'd never close our eyes
Cause the walls were paper thin
and we'd just talk till the morning light

Don't you remember Paris?
And the flow of the Seine, such a sweet melody
You were always right there with me
You were right there with me, ma cheri.

We shared a baguette on a train
that we boarded to get out of the rain
We rode it all the way to the end
Got off only to get back on again

And it was there on Rue St. Lauren
You said you'd be with me till the end
an I believed in you believed in me
Was there something I didn't see?

Don't you remember Paris
and the flow of the Seine such a sweet melody
You were always right there with me
You were right there with me...

Now I haunt every street
And I see your face on every person I meet
Oh darling why couldnt you stay?
Je ne sais pas pourquoi, mais Je suis desole.

Pourquois m'a tu quitte ma cheri?
Track Name: Hear Me
I come home late most evenings
'Cause I'm afraid to face the loneliness at home
An empty fridge and a bed that's never slept in
That's pretty much the way I live since you've been gone.

I can hear the t.v. in the living room
Talking bout some famous face thats lost its soul.
It's hard to believe the world has not stopped turning
But then again I never believed that you would go.

Wherever you are I hope you hear me
I hope that these words will bring you home
I ain't drinkin' but the edges sure are blurrin'
And I don't know where I am or where to go.

Some days I spend just looking out of the window
Just looking out on to that lonely street below
Haunted by the memory of your footsteps
I'm just looking for a pretty face that never shows.

Wherever you are I hope you hear me
I hope that these words will bring you home
I ain't drinkin' but the edges sure are blurrin'
And I don't know where I am or where to go.

I tried putting one foot in front of the other
But it only made me fall twice as hard.
I guess there are just some things you cant get over
And even if you do you don't get very far.

So wherever you are I hope you hear me
I hope that these words will bring you home
I ain't drinkin' but the edges sure are blurrin'
And I don't know where I am or where to go.