released 20 January 2010
Album cover: "Frueh Fall" - Skydiving over Northern California on November 15th, 2009.
All songs written and performed by Peter Frueh.
I saw them long ago
They seemed to tell and show
The things I'd never know
They'd grab me by the eyes
They'd startle and surprise
The devil in disguise
But then one strange day they slipped away and vanished
Were never seen again
I thought it was the end
It caused my mind to bend
Until I saw them
The cinnamon coronas
The cinnamon coronas
And after all these years
They had so little fears
Distracted all my tears
And they were like a dream
They'd always made it seem
The naughty seemed to gleam
And now I find myself look straight in the light and freeze
I'll never move again
They brought me to my end
This thing will never end
Until I have them
The cinnamon coronas
The cinnamon coronas
And soon one fine day I'll see them and play a song
A brand new melody
Two lovers, lock and key
A mesh of blue and green
And then I'll always see
The cinnamon coronas
The cinnamon coronas
The cinnamon coronas
Track Name: Make A Kiss
How I dream about it, girl
Your white dress smooth, a graceful twirl
On your face a pretty smile
Eye to eye we stare and talk for awhile
You make a kiss home to me
We take a walk down by the sea
The sunlit glow upon your hair, your silhouette, the ocean air
You make a kiss all to me
Impassioned play upon the sand
I grab your hair within my hands
In your look a seriousness
Your laughter turns to breathlessness
You make a kiss home to me
We roll around down by the sea
The grains of sand get in your hair, a dirty dress, but you don't care
You make a kiss home to me
You make a kiss home to me
Looking out upon the sea
I pull you close, we're hand in hand, our lips connect, I feel it then
You make a kiss home to me
Track Name: Broken
Broken knuckles on a tree
Now I know how that comes to be
Paths of damage follow thee
To broken me
Broken visions in my mind
Such a fool to think I'd find
Something better than what's mine
Something kind
When you shut down
You don't speak
You push away
Week after week
As you vanish; fade away
I can hear a voice that says
"'Broken endings' is the way"
With you it stays
When you shut down
You don't speak
You push away
Week after week
Broken knuckles on a tree
Now I know how that comes to be
Paths of damage follow me
To broken thee
To broken me