Take My Leave

by Steve Grozier

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Playing these songs with a new band has breathed life into their old bones. Yes, these are old songs from a different time, a different period in my life. Yet, I still play them. I still find them relevant. In short, they still hurt. They no longer elicit that immediate sharp intake of breath, but have instead taken on a sepia tone. For me, they evoke a very particular kind of nostalgia. The songs that were birthed, all those years ago, have finally found a home.


released September 2, 2016

Recorded live over two days in May 2016 at La chunky studios in Glasgow, Scotland.

Produced and mixed by Andrew Graham

All music and lyrics by Steve Grozier

Steve Grozier-vocal, acoustic guitar

Roscoe Wilson-vocal, acoustic guitar, electric guitar, lap steel

John Dunlop-bass

Dillon Haldane-drums



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Steve Grozier Glasgow, UK

With the release of his debut Take My Leave (2016) Glasgow singer-songwriter Steve Grozier received accolades ranging from “Part Townes Van Zandt, part Jason Isbell, his vocal style is a classic blend of old and new Americana.” (Glasgow Music) to “The music Grozier produces is warm and beautiful, invoking the alt country ghosts of Whiskeytown and Jay Farrar’s Son Volt.” (Rave Child). ... more


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Track Name: Drink before dawn
Stopped at the diner, around five in the morning
Want to get some coffee, with my oldest friends
Been on the road together, all night long,
and we're in no mood for goodbyes

One more drink before dawn
One more night on my own
Watching the rain from the hotel room
One more drink before dawn

Spent all day by the lake, there’s just nothing better to do
She’ smiling at me, but I ain't thinking about her
And it'll creep up on you, like an old summer rain
And you won’t even notice till it’s gone
Track Name: Porcelain hearts
Lucy locks herself up in her room, on the phone with a boy like me
Saying to the voice on the end of the line, "you broke my heart I ain’t coming back"
All the lights disappear as she closes her eyes and opens her ears to the sound
The sound of the rain, comes falling down, like tears from a girl with a broken heart

Lucy I didn’t mean to break your heart
All those childhood dreams, they simply fell apart
We were two careless kids with porcelain hearts
And all those words, they tore us apart

Now I’m old
Lord, I'm old

You rode all the way from Tennessee to New York just to see me
But I paid no mind, you weren’t the kind of girl who could really love me
As the winter time cracked our love broke like that old photo frame
And as the snow came down, it sounded like tears from a girl with a broken heart
Track Name: Take my leave
Well, the streets round here, they know my name
But like my father before me, I don’t belong to them
All these empty fields and railway station lines
Those car headlamps they wave, as I’m passing by the broken down arcades
These empty field and railway station bars

Well, I can’t go
I’m afraid to stay
But I think one day
I’ll take my leave

Out by that old house where I was born
There runs a gravel path that leads to my old home
And I know the way, like I know my love
My mother stands in the garden in the cold
Holding in her hand a flower, a rose
As the winter comes I know that my father will hold her close
Track Name: Ringing of the bells
I’m lying in bed in this old hotel room
And I got a towel pressed upon my damp brow
I’m sharing some thought with a girl that I’ve just met
She’d share with me some things that I would not soon forget

I got my windows open in this old hotel
And from my room I can hear the ringing of the bells
Fills them streets with those people that I don’t know
From that little church just down the road

I know it’s funny what happens to your memories
Some of them linger, some blow away on the breeze
But I recall lying on your mother’s floor
Them lightning storms, cold roses on the radio