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Flamin' Angel - David Mead



     
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Flight of fancy, pick-up trucks
Sky of midnight-mother, son
Life gets lost and I miss those miles behind
Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel ridesThere she goes, a love alive, the highway sings her lullaby
Far away, but here tonight, the flamin' angel rides
You carry me off to sleep
Carry me off to dream away the milesThere she goes, a love alive, the highway sings her lullaby
Far away, but here tonight, the flamin' angel rides
You carry me off to sleep
Carry me off to dream away the milesFlight of fancy, pick-up trucks
Sky of midnight-mother, son
Life gets lost and I miss those miles behind
Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides
Paths don't cross where the flamin' angel rides

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Catching Up With David Mead (In Four Scenes and Three Cities) Nashville, TN, mid-1990s. . . After bouncing around the club scene in a few bands, David Mead takes the leap as a solo artist. A copper-topped kid with a tender heart and wicked sense of humor, he has one unfailing secret weapon - the kind of singing voice that can stop drunks in mid-drink and A & R guys in mid-schmooze. “A soaring but unshowy falsetto,” says Uncut. “Honeyed and compelling,” adds Entertainment Weekly.


Read more about David Mead on Last.fm.


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