Little Grave Digger (Remastered Version)

by Sarah Halter

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1.	Little Grave Digger Part 1 05:55	lyrics	buy track
Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. It’s all part of your nightmare. She’s bound, tied in the back of a cramped Sedan. After making ends meet off of night shares. And you were rolling her down 95 to no-man’s land. Whoa, oh. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. No one ever saw her Take that one wrong turn From the old grand stand. But you, you knew where to find her. She swiped that fifty-dollar bill And she took your hand. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Hey, now little grave digger, here we go! I’m serving five course meals of rock n’ roll! Shove them down your pipe as you shovel and throw the final resting place of somebody you used to know! When you looked at her face all covered in lace it took you back to the time When you won the race across 95 in that blue moon light. She almost killed you cold when she put up a fight. But it went too far in the back of your car. You never paid her for that lip service to your head and your heart! So, drink up, little grave digger. There’s a five-foot ivory coffin ready to go down. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Hey, now, whatcha know? There’s gonna be a little grave digger at the show. Make way for that weary soul. Start sipping moonshine, see how far it goes. Drink up, little grave digger. Oh!!! There’s a five-foot ivory coffin ready to go down.
2.	Little Grave Digger Part 2 06:20	lyrics	buy track
Dear little grave digger, take some time to remember that voice screaming out to save her life. It was just last November during that fateful, moonlit ride. Now she lies six feet under the dregs of a misfortunate earth. Her hands guard your final payment, your crisp fifty-dollar bill. Like an endless waiting game, death row hasn’t called your name. Little Grave Digger, you live on forever in the pangs of all the tarnished, broken hearts. Mourning your loss forever. The ink from her body sinks down, back into the worms, returning home… Returning home, returning home. Poetry isn’t easy, but it flows so eloquently, reciting a scene in that you saved her life. Just like November during that fateful, moonlit ride. So far away from the one you could have loved without judgement, pain, or fear. In killing her you dug your own shallow grave. Like an endless waiting game, death row hasn’t called your name. Little Grave Digger, you live on forever in the pangs of all the tarnished, broken hearts. Mourning your loss forever. The ink from her body sinks down, back into the worms, returning home… Returning home, returning home. You never knew her, just wanted to use her. Why didn’t you know her? Just wanted to control her! Like an endless waiting game, death row hasn’t called your name. Little Grave Digger, you live on forever in the pangs of all the tarnished, broken hearts. Mourning your loss forever. The ink from her body sinks down, back into the worms, returning home… Returning home, returning home. Dear little grave digger, take some time to remember…
3.	Cognitive Dissonance 04:34	lyrics	buy track
Trying your best to make amends for all the damage and forgotten plans. You long to feel at home. You long to feel at home. No self-respect, no recompense. Only cognitive dissonance. Hello, my darling. Where’ve you been hiding all this time? Stop your begging, I won’t contribute to all the needles you put inside yourself. Yourself… Yourself… Oh… Your grip on reality is fading fast Into intoxication of your past. ‘Cause nothing’s quite like home. Nothing’s quite like home. No self-respect, no recompense. Only cognitive dissonance. Hello, my darling. Where’ve you been hiding all this time? Stop your begging, I won’t contribute to all those pills you put inside yourself. No, I can’t fix you, and I don’t know who can, oh. Because it’s all you know. Because this life is all you know. Hello, my darling. Where’ve you been hiding all this time? Stop your begging, I won’t contribute to all the needles you put inside. Hello, my darling. Where’ve you been hiding all this time? Stop your begging, I won’t contribute to all those pills you put inside yourself. ‘Cause nothing’s quite like home. Nothing’s quite like home.
4.	Come Alive 03:32	lyrics	buy track
Beauty in pain, oh, beauty in lies… Takes you back to another time. When nobody knew, and no one surmised… Everything dear to you was asinine. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind… When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… There’s no deceit, and there’s no demise… All that’s lost took its good old time. Failure in red tastes like sweet red wine… The blood that was spilled was in a perfect line. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind… When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… Beauty in pain, oh, beauty in lies… Takes you back to another time. When nobody knew, and no one surmised… Everything dear to you was asinine. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind. When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh, come alive. When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… There’s no deceit, and there’s no demise… The blood that was spilled was in a perfect line.
5.	Winter Heart 03:06	lyrics	buy track
All the ice and snow falling, reflecting the glow of red and green lights. Mistletoe and carols, silver and gold, all that the masses behold. Where is my Christmas? When does it start? A thousand burning yule logs can’t warm winter hearts. Shoppers and churchgoers passing me by. And all I can wonder is why? Why is it not like before? Families and lovers, the afterglow of parties, a gathering of bands. In jovial splendor, in silent repose, enters a whisper of cold. Where is my Christmas? When does it start? A thousand burning yule logs can’t warm winter hearts. Shoppers and churchgoers passing me by. And all I can wonder is Why? Why is it not like before? Why is it not like before? Just another chapter in mankind’s folklore. I know, I know, it’s not like before. But the voices in my head can’t take it anymore. Anymore… All that’s left is unfeeling. No dawning song can thaw my winter heart. Leave me to the bitter winds to drift away, drift away with the virgin snow.
6.	Come Alive (NonScience Mix) 03:41	lyrics	buy track
Beauty in pain, oh, beauty in lies… Takes you back to another time. When nobody knew, and no one surmised… Everything dear to you was asinine. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind… When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… There’s no deceit, and there’s no demise… All that’s lost took its good old time. Failure in red tastes like sweet red wine… The blood that was spilled was in a perfect line. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind… When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… Beauty in pain, oh, beauty in lies… Takes you back to another time. When nobody knew, and no one surmised… Everything dear to you was asinine. Oh, a prison of words behind those swollen eyes, when will you see it’s time to come alive? Breaking down time, breaking down in your mind. When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh, come alive. When will you see it’s time to come alive? Oh… There’s no deceit, and there’s no demise… The blood that was spilled was in a perfect line.

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This is the remastered 6-track version of my first solo-acoustic EP.
Produced with Dizaster@Lurk Studios in Pittsburgh, PA.

Additional remastering by Lia Skye Silverbeams at NonScience, Inc. in Pittsburgh, PA.

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released December 10, 2016

Produced by Sarah Halter and Dizaster@Lurk Studios.

All songs written and parts including vocals, harmonies, and acoustic guitar performed by Sarah Halter.

Recorded and Mixed by Dizaster@Lurk Studios.

Additional mastering at NonScience, Inc. by Lia Skye Silverbeams.

Design Work collaboration by Lia Skye Silverbeams and Sarah Halter.

Photography by Sarah Halter and James McClintock

Copyright 2016, Sarah Halter.

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Sarah's Note:
I would like to dedicate this EP to all who realize and have yet to realize that the world we live in is a dangerous place on the mental and physical planes, and especially those who choose to use their talents and passion with a will to survive amidst a myriad of obstacles.

Graveyard photo taken at Allegheny Cemetery. Photo of Sarah from show at the Pittsburgh Art House.

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Sarah Halter Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Metal from Pittsburgh, PA, USA!

Latest EP The Doom That Binds Us is on my current Record Label’s Bandcamp:

cellarts.bandcamp.com/album/sarah-halter-the-doom-that-binds-us