Biography:
The Novel Ideas are a country folk quintet of friends from the great state of Massachusetts. Featuring the voices of three different songwriters, The Novel Ideas create a blend of pastoral, harmony driven, and plaintive Americana. They spent the past year playing shows in support of their debut album, “Home,” which was recorded in a barn in Jaffrey, NH. In June 2014 they released a 10" single "Lost on the Road", featuring two new songs and marking the band's first effort as a five piece.
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[Intro]
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[Verse]
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When the news came in that you weren't coming home
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I fell down on the ground
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Then the news it came that you'd already gone
F Bb
I panicked to you on the phone
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Cause you were my best friend
F Bb
And that will not fade with time
Bb
I cannot simply pretend
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That i've done much more than survive
Bb
I think we both want
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The same thing
Bb F
But we see the same thing so differently
Bb
And if you take my hand
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Once again
Cm F
I promise that you'll believe
[Verse 2]
Bb Eb Bb
But the more I think the less I know for sure
F Gm Eb Bb
Was I ever someone you adored?
Bb Eb Bb
Hell was I wrong to love so blindly?
F Gm Eb Bb
Were my eyes shut too damn tight to see?
F Bb
Oh but no I'm just lost
F Bb
I've been kicked around
F Bb Eb
And what i've found is that every ounce of the
F Bb
Bitterness has
F Bb
gone away And so
F Bb
What remains Is the
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longing
F Gm Eb Bb
For yesterday
Bb
[Verse]
Bb
When the news came in that you weren't coming home
F Bb
I fell down on the ground
Bb
Then the news it came that you'd already gone
F Bb
I panicked to you on the phone
Bb
Cause you were my best friend
F Bb
And that will not fade with time
Bb
I cannot simply pretend
F Bb
That i've done much more than survive
Bb
I think we both want
Eb
The same thing
Bb F
But we see the same thing so differently
Bb
And if you take my hand
Eb
Once again
Cm F
I promise that you'll believe
[Verse 2]
Bb Eb Bb
But the more I think the less I know for sure
F Gm Eb Bb
Was I ever someone you adored?
Bb Eb Bb
Hell was I wrong to love so blindly?
F Gm Eb Bb
Were my eyes shut too damn tight to see?
F Bb
Oh but no I'm just lost
F Bb
I've been kicked around
F Bb Eb
And what i've found is that every ounce of the
F Bb
Bitterness has
F Bb
gone away And so
F Bb
What remains Is the
Eb
longing
F Gm Eb Bb
For yesterday
The Obala
The Oblivians
The Obsessed
The Obsessives
The Ocean Blue