Changing Clocks

Changing Clocks

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Changing Clocks' Pop-Rock music will surprise you with unexpected hits, modulations & twists. Yet the music always returns to where you anticipate and need it to go. Subtle yet sophisticated arrangements enforce intriguing & sincere lyrics delivered by a blend of female and male vocals.

Biography

Changing Clocks is a fresh Boston-based band playing music in the Rock and Pop idioms. The group comprises five young and driven students who met and continue to study at Berklee College of Music.

The band finished recording its first release (a five song EP) in September 2009. They are currently playing shows in and around the East Coast and has recorded 3 more singles since.

Lyrics

Anne

Written By: Matt Rod

She walks through the frenzied
Unmoved streets of the city
And she only stares down at her feet
Moving, heavy
She’s not the same anymore, no
She lost her soul some time ago

She could have been a bride
Charmed and dressed in white
Earth homes some foul men
But she’s a good girl
How could it be this way
Chance is so miserable

Face of despair
Spins in the air
Is happiness just one side of a coin?
(If) chance is the brewer’s yeast
(Then) he’s a sordid beast!

Anne had a little romance
With a rascal named Chance
Completely unsuspecting
Anne runs as fast as she can
When she finds the reason
He hasn’t been sleeping

Oh Luck keeps destroying her soul
Just to fill his own hole
It’s a matter of life or death

Though he tries to console
It’s beyond all control
Slowly he takes her breath

I'll Be Back This Summer

Written By: Matt Rod

Climbing through the slushy snow
And I feel my feet get cold.
Oh next time I’ll bring two skis
And I’ll glide across with my ski poles!

Though I don’t wanna go
I miss home, I miss Chlo
And my socks are soaking,
It’s the last straw!

I’m flying through the sky
With a smile on my face.
‘Cause I’m making my flight
to a warmer place
And I’ll Be Back This Summer
Until the winter comes…

Five days, I’ve slept fourteen hours
And I forgot my father’s birthday.
Coffee’s been my saving grace,
My new found faith, oh thank The Bean!

It’s Friday and I crave
A few cheers, a few beers
But I can’t catch a break
I’m underage!

And I want to go home
But ahead is the dread
Of no leg room for seventeen hours!

I’m flying through the sky
With a smile on my face.
‘Cause I’m making my flight
to a warmer place!
And I’ll Be Back This Summer
Until the winter comes…

I’ll Be Back This Summer …

Rescue Me

Written By: Matt Rod

Rescue me
You’ve gotta rescue me!

Save me from myself
In my mind I am entwined
Oh I’m crazy
Relieve me from myself
Oh my mind it can’t unwind
Oh I’m crazy

I feel I’m a vagabond
Traversing the Atlantic Pond
Oh there aren’t many things in this world that make sense
But shining through the dark storm I can see your smile

Rescue me
You’ve gotta rescue me!

Losing hours of sleep
over thoughts, a work addiction
I’m crazy
Losing time for work
Due to sleep deprivation
I’m crazy

I feel I’m a vagabond
Traversing the Atlantic Pond
Oh there aren’t many things in this world that make sense
But shining through the dark storm I can see your
Smile

Blooming

Written By: Matt Rod

Empty lights flash through my window
Dead read and blue fill the urban air
Memories of lightning storms
That ecstatic sky of fire and warmth

Time is moving on
People moving on
Time is moving on
But I am
Static, no motion, I’m frozen in the moment

Life sees me trying to flag her down
But she isn’t waiting around
Oh these golden leaves are falling, still
While purple flowers across the world are blooming
are blooming

City sounds float through my window
Crashing waves are vehicles afar
Memories of summer evenings
Rustling leaves and calling crickets sound:

Time is moving on
People moving on
Time is moving on
But I am
Static, no motion, I’m frozen in the moment

Life sees me trying to flag her down
But she isn’t waiting around
Oh these golden leaves are falling, still
While purple flowers across the world are blooming
are blooming

Don't Burn The Suit

Written By: Matt Rod

Being lonely is just a state of mid
Or is it physical? Is it just about touch?
No one wants to remain on display:
Are you user friendly? Do you come with that car?
Well, I hope so…
I sure hope so.

/ This old suit,
With its worn hands and its tired eyes
Lays on a couch and just can’t get up

This suit,
Wearing black hair, wearing dark eyes
Travels embracing a worn and old briefcase /

Don’t Burn The Suit, Man !
Just remember the fire of life
Is what you seek

Don’t blame the briefcase !
‘cause you carry it. The fire of life
is all you need

And ardour for life and love

/ A soul adrift a dory of propriety
A man astray, castrated by anxiety
Seeking appreciation
Crippled by expectation

He’s dissolved into his suit
And he’s consumed by his briefcase
He’s left no trace! /

Don’t Burn The Suit, Man !
Just remember the fire of life
Is what you seek

Don’t blame the briefcase !
‘cause you carry it. The fire of life
is all you need

And ardour for life and love

Look! The trees!
The branches waving at you!
Can’t you see?
The leaves are dancing with you!

Discography

Changing Clocks EP (2009)

1) I'll Be Back This Summer
2) Anne
3) Blooming
4) Don't Burn The Suit
5) Rescue Me

Available on Amazon and iTunes

Singles

1) Three Day Weekend (2009)
2) Man Makes Man (2010)
3) Chance (2010)

Set List

Chance
I'll Be Back This Summer
Three Day Weekend
For The Money
Anne
Rescue Me
Man Makes Man
Don't Burn The Suit
Blooming

Optional covers.