From the recording see in the dark
ISRC UK9L52400007
Lyrics and music written by Erin Brassfield
Produced by Mark Winterburn
Recorded by Mark Winterburn and Erin Brassfield at Erin’s home, Macclesfield, UK.
Mixed by Mark Winterburn at Mark’s home, Macclesfield, UK & Spirit Studios, Manchester, UK
Mastered by Tully MacKay-Tisbert at Coyote Song Audio, Fullerton, CA, USA
Vocals, Acoustic guitar, bass - Erin Brassfield
Electric guitar, digital percussion - Mark Winterburn
Lyrics
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
If it’s too little, stack some more;
What Jack’s building, he’s not sure.
Two hour, four hour, six and eight;
Hey, time is lost, but there’ll be pay;
At the the end of days or end of the day.
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
Pile ‘em high and keep good score;
Your future is worth sweatin’ for.
Five year, ten year, fifteen gone;
Yeah Jane was simple but now she’s strong,
And words were said, and looks were long.
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
Now Jane is gone and Jack’s a bore;
Wear a smile, it’s not a chore.
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
Now Jane is gone and Jack’s a bore;
Wear a smile, Jack, it’s not a chore.
Jack and ace makes twenty-one;
Shot of whisky, rising sun;
He’s seen the light, this time he’s done.
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
Back is weak and heart is sore;
Ashes, we fall to the floor.
One brick, two brick, three brick, four;
If it’s too little, stack some more;
What we’re building, we’re not sure.
