For Every Hour

by Fields of Ypres

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For Every Hour is the debut release from Fields of Ypres (Graham Phillips). Produced by James Shuttleworth and Graham Phillips and engineered by Mike Odmark at Grey Matters Studios, Nashville, TN, it is the culmination of a years work.

For Every Hour is due for wider release through Comercially Inviable Records in September 2011.


released June 28, 2011



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Fields of Ypres Wolverhampton, UK

Fields of Ypres is singer songwriter Graham Phillips. Hailing from Wolverhampton, England, he started out as a solo artist after leaving the band Young Runaways in 2010. In October 2011 the debut Fields of Ypres EP "For Every Hour" was released through Commercially Inviable.

"Graham is someone seeking to express himself and his faith but without the common preset musical expectations."
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Track Name: Captive
You are breaking up, you can't hold back the changes.
Though you may say, things are better off this way.
Heart hard as stone, let it melt, my volcano.
Build up prepare the road, my boy you're ready to go.

You turned my weeping into laughter, brought gladness from despair.
You bring us freedom for the captive with each broken heart that you mend.

You've been drinking up, lies spoken in your ear.
They will fill you up, until you flood us with your deepest fears.

You're fighting fire with a watering can, with desperation in your eyes.
I'd douse the flames with a wave of my hand if you'd only, if you'd only let me in.

And I will lift my eyes up to the hills, to where my help comes from.
Track Name: Grandfather Clock
I labour here with all my might,
To tell the hours by day and night.
My hands when placed in certain ways,
Remind you of momentous days.

For every hour there is a hope,
In Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
I speak for all of those who doubt,
Whose heavy burdens weight them down.

For every hour, there is a joy.
Today the mute has found a voice.

My memories are long and clear,
I've watched this road one hundred years.
My first chime was to welcome in,
The coronation of a King.

Oh, tick tock, tick tock I'm the grandfather clock,
I can be your metronome tonight.
Striking out up here upon the rock,
I will take the minutes of your life.

For every hour that passes by,
I'll keep a record held in time.
Through future struggles I will ask,
What can be learned from what has passed?

Don't bemoan the road you walk,
You were not led to grieve.
Others passed this way before,
So that you could see.
So lift your head and soldier on,
This is what you must do.
And even when your strength is gone,
I will carry you.
Track Name: Wait for Me
Seasons greetings to everyone.
I will miss the jokes and unending toasts,
But all is well here at the front,
Save from the shells we're a cheerful bunch.

Just say, you'll wait for me.
I dreamed that we were married under the sycamore tree.
Just say, you'll wait for me.
Just say, you'll wait for me.

I'll be home by Easter or sooner still,
The memory of your voice restores my will.
Send my love to Mother tell Father dear,
That when I return we'll win the league.

Let every stroke of this pen send a part of me to you.
When words run dry, you know exactly what to do.
Unfold me, pin me to your table,
I will love you from this weather beaten page.
Track Name: Psalm 139
Lord, you know me and hear my thoughts from afar.
Before a word is on my lips,
You know it's shape and it's sound.

Where can I go from your Spirit,
You hem me in behind and before.
Where can I flee from your presence,
From the depths to the heavens you follow me.

Surely darkness will hide me as light turns to night,
But it will shine like the day,
There's no dark to you.

You knit me together in my Mother's womb,
I was made in the secret place, never hidden from you.
I was woven together in the depths of the earth,
All my days ordained before me,
Written in your book.
I'm written in your book.

How precious to me are your thoughts, Oh God.
They outnumber the grains of sand,
I could not keep count.

If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
To settle across the sea.
Even there you are my guide,
Your right hand holding me.
Search me, Oh God and know my heart,
See if there's offence in me.
Test me and know my anxious thoughts,
And lead me in ways everlasting.