The Young

by STONE COLD FOX

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released May 18, 2012

Songwriting, guitar, and vocals by Kevin Olken
Producing, engineering, mixing, keyboards/synths, and programming by Ariel Loh
Drums by Skylar Adler
Bass by Justin Bright
Guest vocals by Madeline Mondrala
Trumpet by John Cummings
Mastering by Jonathan Jetter at Right Angle Recording, NY
Recorded at Stratosphere Sound, NY

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STONE COLD FOX Brooklyn, New York

Stone Cold Fox is an Indie Rock Band from Brooklyn, New York. Comprised of members from California to Maine, the band's inception was a fairy tale that only Brooklyn could write. With influences from all genres and decades, from American Roots Music to Electro-Indie Pop, the band strives to create a cohesive blend of the old and new. ... more

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Track Name: Pictures
Sing the blues when you are low
If you ask me I will go
To the fire down below
To the ocean floor

Don't let the pictures on the wall
Fade with looks tilt or fall
Knowing better than us all
How to arrive and then withdraw

I'll feel better when I am near
The blues can't touch me if I hear you
And the sun it wakes me when I sleep
To thoughts of you I think I'll keep
Pictures of you
Track Name: American
Inside my house we had forgotten now
Inside my house we had forgotten how
To live in the country with three white stones
Surrounding a flag of branches and bones
Of mirrors of contracts and signed armored clad
Of the ways we play circus to hide what we had

They won’t tell me what I am to be an American
I’m here but my hearts at sea, oh they won’t speak for me

And someone spoke too soon they got caught again
And the kids they lost their breath in the revolution
They settled for houses and for small kids
To tell them the stories of when they were young
The warriors they thought they’d become
Now hide in the surface like the roots from the sun

They won’t tell me what I am to be an American
I’m here but my hearts at sea, oh they won’t speak for me

I will stay up late and dig my own trench
I’ll ask all the questions they never present
And it’s sick and it's vain and it’s hard to explain
To question the role or the play of the game
Not for your founding father or for the new born threat
Not for your radical breach that you tend to forget
Not for your good mother or the weight of her debt
Not for your children at sea but for your own way to

Tell what you are to be an American
I can’t live by your words and remain the person which I came
They wont tell me what I am to be an American
I’m here but I’m losing my cool, no I won’t wait for you
Track Name: Give Up The Kids
I never thought that God was there
And if He was I didn't care
I look back to what I've done
All I'm proud of is being young
I knew it once before
And she knew it once before
And they knew it all the while
That the dying old were once the wild and young

When the walls break
When the walls shake
When our guard's down
GIve up the kids

When we all wake
When the day breaks
When the morning comes
Give up the Sun

When the fields are wild
When we're chasing fire
When the kids shout
Give up your dreaming days
Not for anyone

I never thought that God was there
And if He was He didn't care
I look back to what I've done
All I'm proud of is being young
I knew it once before
And she knew it once before
And they knew it all the while
That the dying old were once the wild and young
Track Name: Father Spirit
Father Spirit
Holy Son
I won't follow where you run

And superstition
Has hung me dry
Black cats in my eye

But if there was something
I was meant to find
I'm afraid I left it behind

And if there was someone
I was meant to be
I'm afraid it'd still be me

And if I was younger than
Than I am now
Would you forgive all that was done
All that I did

I'm just a kid

Father Spirit
Holy Son
I won't follow
I won't run
Track Name: Wildcats
I am waiting all alone in this attic
With feelings of the things I'd known
Before the fabric was sown into the ways we've grown
And stitched with sadness
That I am me and I alone must sort this madness

Grown with what we have
And wild were the young like cats

The little bird we found today
Had fallen off the horse
It lay there in the stinging rain
The steps upon the porch
But looking up the nest had stayed
Forever static
To leave home them we thought was brave
But now seems tragic

Grown with what we had
And wise were the old with hats

Oh dad dad you had said
Son when you're older
You'll finally be the man you are
Need no reminder
That love is all
But life is more
Than what you bartered
Now fix your debts and play the hand that you started

Grown with what I had
But now I'm older than that