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All Words & Music Written, Performed & Produced by Josh Taylor. Copyright 2008.

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Another cold and lonesome evening
As the end's about to start
While the rambling gypsy lady
Disappears into the dark
And the quiet criminal shifts shapes
Like shadows in the park
He said he only steals enough to feel
Another day, then fade away
And no new smoke rises from these city scars
Remember long ago down a burning road
Like ancient ruins charred
Now the blind captain and his refugees
Think they're guided by the stars
On a sinking ship set sail
Bound for islands made of gold far away
Islands made of gold far away

Now the beggar man's hands bleed
By the burning of the fire
While the wealthy line their empires
With towers of desire
It's so easy for those with energy
To turn and ignore the tired
In a land empty of empathy
Well what else can you say
And the money man and his magic hands
And his hat of tricks, they've stalled
Stumbling down on wall street
And they got nowhere to fall
They were up and down
Now down and out
Sometimes a giant has to crawl
While the ageless sit and reminisce
About days when they were small
And they beg for islands made of gold far away
Islands made of gold far away

Now the preacher's bound
One foot in the ground
And one hand up to the sky
And he's torn within
By a life of sin
And a pious clean disguise
But he says it's fine
I'll shout my crimes
One day before I die
And by my lord above
I will be loved
And I won't be forsaked
And the demons play
With smiling faces as they take the blame
Laughing at the masses
As they're huddled out in the rain
And with a booming voice
He shouts a choice
But only one remains
He says 'surrender to me willingly
Or I'll be forced to take from your graves
On islands made of gold far away
Islands made of gold far away

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from Paranoia Town (Full Album​)​-​2008, released December 15, 2008

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Josh Ward Taylor New York, New York

Taylor is one of many contemporary singer-songwriters who plants one foot firmly in the roots of artists such as Bob Dylan and Neil Young while at the same time pushing forward with his own unique voice. And Taylor’s particular voice so imbued with a sense of honesty and earnestness that it is almost impossible not to welcome each of his songs with open arms.-American Songwriter ... more

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