'Where The Purple Flowers Grow' was written and recorded during the 2020 quarantine, and is the last batch of songs featuring the original 3 man Royal Horses lineup. At the time of making the record, the band had just come off of three years playing shows nonstop, and were as tight as ever. “Purple Flowers” features a heavier use of studio overdubs than any of the bands other work. Songwriter, Shelby Kemp, said about the album “Purple Flowers represents a pivot point in my approach to writing songs”. This album was a close collaboration between Royal Horses and New Orleans based producer John Michael Early.
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lyrics
The light came as I was trying to sleep,
I had a pistol laying by my feet.
It’d been six months since I’d had me a job,
And I was living off of the fools I could rob.
She said some people let it go to their head,
You’d better count yourself a lucky man.
You got out of the race just in time
To avoid the crash.
Take a look at the sky, boy.
You could ride the wind.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself again.
Remember whatever happens, this is never the end.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself,
Your mind is sure to find yourself again.
So I packed up all I’d stolen
In the pocket of my sweater,
I made a phone call to a friend back east
And then I hopped aboard a train.
And I drank from the cup that they gave me,
And I took a drink from my own.
And I wrote down all the words they had to say.
Take a look at the sky, boy.
You could ride the wind.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself again.
Remember whatever happens, this is never the end.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself,
Your mind is sure to find yourself again.
So I did my very best to break
The chains of my own retention,
And to my great surprise I found
A lock to fit the key.
And the words spewed from my tongue
Were like a sun defrosting winter,
And I feel down as if in rapture
Upon my knees.
Take a look at the sky, boy.
You could ride the wind.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself again.
Remember whatever happens, this is never the end.
If you open your mind you’re sure to find yourself,
Your mind is sure to find yourself again.
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