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Renmin Park

Renmin Park

Meet me on the banks of the Yangtze, Suzie
Beneath the glare of the New-West Yard
We’ll watch the barges cart away the waste of another day
We’ll watch the barges cart away the waste of another day

Meet me in the middle of Renmin Park
Where the stone bridge meets the pond
We’ll watch the ducklings gobbling bread
And the stealth of the approaching swan
We’ll watch the ducklings gobbling bread
And the stealth of the approaching swan

Listen for the song of the propane seller
Bouncing off the walls
His morning cry a promise to you from me
His morning song a blessing on you and me

Meet me on the banks of the Yangtze, Suzie
Beside the gate of the New-West Yard
We’ll watch the darkness leach away into the haze of another day
We’ll watch the darkness leach away into the haze of another day

Sir Francis Bacon At The Net

Merciless nature, human and mother walk this land
Each through the arm of the other
Their tithe they count in millions
In a Land that loves its villains

So calculating it parses a man
Between the hand that held the dream
And the sword being held by the hand
Their golden frames hang gleaming
Tangled bones of their crimes bleaching
Their golden frames hang gleaming
Bleaching bones of their crimes tangling

There he stands a mere mist of a thing
Waiting his turn to challenge the King
He counts his time in centuries
He lives on the smallest of mercies
He counts his time in centuries

As the map is unrolled the dagger comes out
And that which was certain will now end in doubt
Thank you Sir Francis Bacon
Another piece of advice not taken
Thank you Sir Francis Bacon
Another piece of advice not taken

Stranger Here

Stranger here
Face down in the river floating by
A backwards sky
Stranger here
Hung by the neck
Jeered by the crowd
Stranger here
Stranger here

And I could tell you about the time
I was looking for a rhyme
communing with the planets above
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here. I am a stranger here

Stranger here
The legend will be told about the boy
Never hungry, never cold
Stranger here
Smoke in my eyes
Strange taste on my tongue
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

And I could tell you about the evening
That I was out drinking
And fell asleep by the side of the well
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

And I could tell you about the time
I was swinging from the twine
And saw you flirting with that Jack-in-the-crowd
I am the righteous man
The one you’re looking for
I am a stranger here
I am a stranger here

Stranger here
Head on the pillow floating by
Willows sigh

A Few Bags Of Grain

After twelve years of feeding
Days spent barely breathing
I’m worth only a few bags of grain
Oh the shame, the shame, the shame
So I’ll take me beating
Never once complaining
Oh the shame, oh the shame, the shame

After sixteen years hard labour
He bumped into a neighbour
Who told him about a world gone insane
He said, “I cannot stress any stronger
But you cannot rest on your honour”
The shame, the shame, the shame

She leaves her there sleeping
Hoping that she’s dreaming
About a life worth more than a few bags of grain
Oh the shame, oh the shame, the shame

But my spirit will live on
My daughter you will not claim
My spirit will live on
My spirit you can not claim
My daughter you will not claim
Can not claim
You can not claim

I Cannot Sit Sadly By Your Side

You throw away the gun
Did I tell you what’s to be done
I need it to kill just one
And you said, “I cannot sit sadly by your side”
And you said, “I cannot sit sadly by your side”

I try to push open the door
just to see what came before
but there is a body on the floor
And you said, “I cannot sit sadly by your side”
And you said, “I cannot sit sadly by your side”

You brought back that guitar
I told you I wanted it no more
it only plays the songs that no one is asking for
I cannot sit sadly by your side
I cannot sit sadly by your side

I bust in to the room not knowing really what to do
So I reach down and tear out page two hundred and fifty two
It reads, “ I can not sit sadly by your side”
It reads. “I can not sit sadly by your side”

(You've Got To Get) A Good Heart

Tell me what brings you closer my dear
is it the beauty or the fear
Tell me what keeps your interest here
is it the chill or is it the fever

Is it the terror or the grief
Is it the trigger or the breach

You’ve got to get a good heart
You need a good heart

Take me back to another time
When the birds brought forth the sun
Take me back to that golden year
When the pain brought forth the gun

You’ve got to get a good heart
You’ve got to get a good heart

Is it the beauty or the fear
Is it the chill or is it the fever

Take me back to another time
When the birds brought forth the sun
Leave it there it’s sad and tired
It’s time that we moved on

You need a good heart

Cicadas

Hear them buzzing in the trees
A lot like us a dying breed
One voice now is all we need
Hear them buzzing in the trees

Nothing left but empty shells
No memory now of where we fell
No one left to truly tell
The tale of how we truly fell

Once again the simple truth
Is crushed beneath the leather boot
A lot like us a dying breed

Hear them buzzing in the trees
A lot like us a dying breed
One voice now is all we need
Hear them buzzing in the trees

Nothing left but empty shells
No memory now of where we fell
No one one left to truly tell
the tale of how we truly fell

No trees here to hide behind
Those big red wheels they slowly grind

Hear them buzzing in the trees

My Fall

Notice the fall of the city
Please watch it closely
The sun outside shining
The moon also hanging
The years start to gather
your dreams start to tatter
Your tears busy fuelling this song I’m singing tonight
Through those hopeless nights
I wander alone
Through those hopeless nights
You hold me hand
Happiness a distance we’ll never see
This cool fall night only confuses me

At night when we should be sleeping
I lie awake and hear you weeping
About all the things you ever wanted
About all the things that now haunt you
The years start to gather your dreams start to tatter
Your tears busy fuelling this song I’m singing tonight
Through those hopeless nights I wander alone
Through those hopeless nights you hold my hand
Happiness a distance we’ll never see
This cool fall night hanging over me

Little Dark Heart

It’s a funny start
But I have no home
I have no name
I have no one
Except this little dark heart
Fate playing her part
I have no one

And I’m not one to say
But she has a way
Of winding that thread
She has a way
Now there’s this little dark heart
Fate playing her part she has her ways

One is left in a ditch by the highway
The other ‘neath the Tax Bureau Gate
Wherever you come from that’s where you go
They lie gazing at the stars and they wait
They lie gazing at the stars and they wait

I’ve read all the books and they go away
They turn their backs
They go away
The long journey start
For that little dark heart
She has no one
I make a fresh start you fall apart
And they go away

A Walk In The Park

A walk in the park, there will be no bother
Since we are not decision-maker
Government is the chief dealer
Oh, if they don't exist
How can I burst into laughter

A walk in the park, go look around from west to east
It is so tough being a giraffe
Can I get along well with him
He recognizes me since I were a toddler

A walk in the park, there will be no bother
Since we are not decision-maker
Government is the chief dealer
Oh, if they don't exist
How can I burst into laughter

A walk in the park, go look around from west to east
It is so tough being a giraffe
Can I get along well with him
He recognizes me since I were a toddler

A walk in the park, go look around from west to east
A walk in the park, go look around from west to east

Renmin Park (Revisited)

Meet me on the banks of the Yangtze, Suzie
Beneath the glare of the New-West Yard
We’ll watch the barges cart away
The waste of another day
We’ll watch the barges cart away
The waste of another day

Meet me in the middle of Renmin Park
Where the stone bridge meets the pond
We’ll watch the ducklings gobbling bread
And the stealth of the approaching swan
We’ll watch the ducklings gobbling bread
And the stealth of the approaching swan

Listen for the song of the propane seller bouncing off the walls
A kiss before the morning knows I’m gone
A kiss before the new day finds me gone

Listen for the song of the propane seller drifting through our dreams
You at the end of your sky and me in the corner of my sea
His morning cry a promise to you from me
His morning song a blessing on you and me

Meet me on the steps of Gu Xian Temple
Where the old ways greet the dawn
We’ll watch the darkness leach away into the haze of another day
We’ll watch the darkness leach away into the haze of another day

Demons

( Vic Chesnutt Covers )

Wrong Piano

Oberheim, Yamaha
Steinway and the lot
I must have played the wrong piano
'Cause it left me with
I don't know what

So don't talk to me about mistakes
Yes we all simply have got to take precautions
I must have played the wrong piano
'Cause now I just, I just feel nauseous

Some sexual turned into some biblical
And then became a game of just trivial pursuit
I used to gnaw on every word
But now I don't, what's the use

Ruppert Murdock and Larry Flint
Bob Guccione and the U.S. mint
I took out the wrong subscription
And I don't know what I'm gonna end up spending

Oberheim, Yamaha
Steinway and the lot

Flirted With You All My Life

I am a man, I am self aware
And everywhere I go
You're always right there with me

I flirted with you all my life
Even kissed you once or twice
And to this day I swear it was nice
But clearly I was not ready

When you touched a friend of mine
I thought I would lose my mind
But I found out with time
That really, I was not ready, no, no

Oh death, oh death
Oh death
Really, I'm not ready

Oh death you enter me
Death's unmade those dear to me
And tease me with your sweet relief
You're cruel and you are constant

When my mom was cancer sick
She fought, but then succumbed to it
But you made her beg for it
Sweet Jesus, please I'm ready

Oh death, oh death
Oh death
Really, I'm not ready
No, no, no
I'm not ready, I'm not ready
No, no

Oh death, oh death
Oh death
Really, I'm not ready

Oh death
I'm not ready, I'm not ready...

See You Around

Well I'm sorry for my lack of communication
But as I'm staring out this fifth floor window
It seems like the least amount of communication is better
Oh, well what am I supposed to say
"There's a bloody effigy on my wall
And the complimentary carnation is falling apart"
And I ain't got time for the niceties
Or rather I was never, never fond of the niceties

I will see you around, 'round, 'round
I will see you around
I will see you around
I'll see you around

Well I must admit I'm flattered by your consecration
It's a mind-numbing spine-chilling
But never-the-less heartwarming gesture
But as you make your advances so clumsily
I'll save us both the both the hassle and leave
Hang out all night
In the familiar fluorescent light of Dunkin' Donuts
'cause I ain't got time for the niceties
Or rather I was never, never fond of the niceties

I will see you around, 'round, 'round
I will see you around
I will see you around
I'll see you around

Well, how are you with issues
Lately you've been a half-assed activist
You've been seen sashaying around the picket line
Wearing scarcely any sign
Oh, but always vocal in love and strife
And the politics of your all important life
Well, I'm sorry but your routine is coming off a bit ragged
And I ain't got time for the niceties
Or rather I was never, never fond of the niceties

I will see you around
I will see you around
I will see you around
I'll see you around

Betty lonely

Betty lonely
Lives in a duplex of stucco
On the north bank of a brackish river
Her ears omit the noise from a nearby airstrip
Her mind floats beyond the snapper boats

Betty lonely
Her green eyes are roughly staring
At a point through her sliding glass door
Her heart lives over a drawbridge
Her brain is wet like a thrownet

Betty lonely
She will always think in spanish
Though I know
Her spanish black hair, it will start to fade
She sunk her past
Out in the surrounding salt flats
Her maidenhood was lost
Beneath the spanish moss

Betty lonely
Just talks to her grandbaby
Everybody else she blots them out
But her words stick
Like a flounder gig
Her dry laugh is like a gaff

Square Room

Sitting in a square room
My voice is freezing
And the beams that are bouncing off the moon
Are hanging from my window like icicles

Just a tired old alcoholic
Waxing bucolic
Shivering and homesick
Staring at a wooden floor
Staring at a wooden floor

Last night I nearly killed myself
Chasing rum with rum
There were crows flying all around my head
And I sure caught and ate me some

It's funny how I alienated
Those who I was trying just so
So hard to impress
Now half those fuckers hate me
And I'm just a fool to all the rest

Why do I insist on drinking myself to the grave
Why do I dream about cozy coffin
I had all these plans of great things to accomplish
But I end up purely pathetic more than often

Sitting in a square room
My voice is freezing

Ladle

You file me with the libertines
I fold in line
My monthly dole of magazines
Beaming bistro shine
In my ladle is your plum
And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
Of your cutesy falling crumbs

I saw you at the snazzy din-din
You made me sad that i watched
I must say you truly packed 'em in
Nearly dearly debauched
In my ladle is your plum
And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
Of your cutesy falling crumbs

In my ladle is your plum
And my daily staple of your cutesy crumbs
Of your cutesy falling crumbs

Supernatural

Built a king on compliments
Charisma and advertisements
Still they see him shimmer ephermeral
It ain't supernatural
It ain't supernatural
Supernatural baby

Out of body experience
I flew around the little room once
On intravenous Demerol
It weren't supernatural
Supernatural maybe

Sudden smell, certain view
Sparks a whoppin case of the deja vu
Is it inexplicable
It ain't supernatural, no, no
It ain't supernatural
Supernatural baby

West of Rome

West of Rome, just east of the border
In a static-y ramada inn
Polishing his boots and pummeling his liver
Steeped in the dark isolation
Just what business does he have around here
Credentials are wearing out with each little bit of cheer
Yes it's a bad scene we're convening

Brushing his teeth and milking his ulcer
Preparing to waste another wily morning
Stroking himself and them phoning up his sister
He tells her their life would make one whale of a movie
Yes a childhood full of dry goods and wet neglect
The father they now sponge off they have no absorbing respect
Yes he's a glad boy to have such a void
Yes he's a martyr crawling accross cobble stones
From his cozy cottages just west of Rome
Yes it's a sad state for great suffering

Strange Language

Up on the bluff
Where I wish I was
Twisting up the pages of history
My cold feet dangling
My bony arms gesturing
To summon up a little chunk of that history

In the corridor
The shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

Up on the bluff
Where the hardwoods jut
Out toward the gusts of history
My crusty mind cracks
My restless heart tracks
The fractal lines of history

In the corridor
The shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

In the corridor
The shadows are long
And it messes with my equilibrium
And there's strains of a strange language

We Hovered With Short Wings

We hovered with short wings
Over the hillock crest
A breathlike aviation
Glowing, showing bones
Glowing, showing bones

With much bellowing and rowing
A cello directioning will let you out
Deaf and loud
Let you out

A hungry, hungry awful hunter
A breath, his came asunder
The old dog makes padded cake
As the aged come for me
As the aged come for me

When The Bottom Fell Out

When the bottom fell out
There wasn't any doubt
I just suddenly found myself free falling
And from such a height
The wind, it had a bite
And it took all my might to fight the fight

The fell in spread-eagled
Must've found an airfoil
Or some kinda wing
And I gained some equilibrium
Caught myself gliding

When the bottom fell out
Observers heard me shout
So long, It's been good to know you
But when I finallly smash
Into that vertin grass
I will say it's been pretty great going

Sing In My Meadow

Continential Drift

Here’s the story of a dying man
Told by a friend of mine
He said that he heard it from a friend of his
Who was a real close friend one time
One night he chose to choke his wife
Until the light that was there turned cold
He’d heard some stories ‘bout her
From a friend of a friend I’m told

The continental drift
The continental drift

Why do you say “no”
When what you mean is “yes”
Why do you say “never mind”
When it’s obvious that you do
Yeah, I love you too.
When it’s obvious that you do
Yeah, I love you too

Let’s hang around and watch
This good man lose his goodness
And leave a trail of misery behind
I heard he chose to choke his life until the light in it went cold
I heard it from a friend of a very good friend of mine

The continental drift
The continental drift
The continental drift
The continental drift

It's Heavy Down Here

It’s heavy down here
Pressure building day-to-day
Everyone’s got too much to say
It’s heavy down here

It’s heavy down here
Thunder clouds roiling in the late afternoon
Old Man rising from his noon day snooze
It’s heavy down here

It’s heavy down here
A final post for all to see
The loving embrace of Infamy
It’s heavy down here
It’s too damn heavy down here

He took a small box
And he buried it away
“Now my heart will be home
So I need not stay”

It’s heavy down here.
It’s too damn heavy down here

Third Crusade

King Richard came upon them
3000 I am told
Slit their stomachs in search of jewels
In search of Islam’s gold

On the road from Acre
They’re crucifying thieves
Crows are pecking at their eyes
While the hypocrites run free

I’ve been told that you’ve been bold
Believing in the shit that you’ve been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
a simple damn dream can disappear

They marched on through the seasons
The skies lit by burning hills
They gobbled up the cities
To the sound of raging bells

When they reached the Holy Land
They gave their thanks to God
They hammered on the Temple stones
And crushed the filthy mob

I’ve been told that you’ve been bold
Believing in the shit that you’ve been sold
And I hear that you fear the way
a simple damn dream can disappear

The rich they still get richer
The poor still spill their blood
The poppies grow in Kandahar
And the oil still flows in Saud

Late Night Radio

Under his pillow whisper low
They creep in through his radio
That long-distance howling at the moon

Wille Stargel at the bat
Some freak singing about his Siamese cat,
“Ask the Pastor” sowing through his dreams

Hey girl, wanna touch my soul
Do you listen to late night radio
Come away with me

He likes the way it eats the miles,
The way it pulls you, like a child
Holds your hand
Briefly lifts the veil

The way the music curls like smoke
Where the mildly sane and the madmen float
The hum of night, the freedom in the air

Hey love, can I reach your soul
Do you listen to late night radio
Come away with me

Under his pillow whisper low
They creep in through his radio,
All that distance filling up the room.

Firmly locked in the long grey middle
He reaches out and starts to fiddle,
Just to hear them howling at the moon

Sing In My Meadow

I’ve seen you outside my window.
It’s those dark seeds that bring you in
I don’t know if its hunger or habit
But I’m big on the idea of sin

And you will sing in my meadow
And you will sing in my home
I’ll be the one out there listening
And you’ll be the one here all alone

I’ve seen you outside my window
Breaking bread with the grackles and doves
I don’t know if its fear or anger
But I’m big on the idea of love

And you will sing in my meadow
And you will sing in my home
I’ll be the one out there listening
And you’ll be the one here all alone

I’ve seen you outside my window
It’s those dark needs that bring you out
I don’t know if it’s faith or habit
But I’m big on the idea of doubt

And you will sing in my meadow
And you will sing in my home
I’ll be the one out there listening
And you’ll be the one here all alone

Hunted

Emma's in a part of town
Where she doesn't recognize the streets
Named for famous native sons
And out of every crevice comes creeping
A threat in her direction
Lucy's outside her home
Heading towards her corner store
She stays on well travelled paths
And is always making sure
That she doesn't develop patterns.

There are trap lines
Running up and down Main Street
Wire snares thirsting for your neck and feet.

Susan doesn't like the way her curtains
Are blowing in the wind.
She swears she locked that window
Before she went out dancing
She stands frozen in her doorway.
Judy hears a sound coming from the other room
She knows she should be alone
'Cause the kids left at noon
To go visit their father

Quick to your phone dial 911
Invite a strange man into your home
Who’ll be carrying a gun

Leslie's working late
She’s got a deadline to meet.
In walks her boss
Upon her desk he puts his feet
And says alone at last
Reanne's got a new boyfriend
And they're getting along
Until he locks the door and says don't struggle
I'm stronger than you are

Just one question I'm dying to ask, you said
Do you know what it's like to be hunted

A Bride's Price

I was forced to pay a bride’s price
I couldn’t look the other way
She hooked me with her “fuck me” eyes
They still haunt me to this day

She says, “Only you can know these secrets
Buried deep beneath my skin, only your tongue
Can uncover them”

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In a room as cold as Winter
I explored her with my hands.
She said, “Darling you must forgive, in order to understand”

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My breathe it slowly left me
I snaked my way inside.
The next thing that I knew
You were not lying by my side.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

In the end we find a single door
And all the things we should have done.
Piled high on all the surface

I Move On

A drift of wild turkeys
In the field across the way
I’m standing, staring, waiting
For those coyotes to make a play
But they never do
So I move on

A pack of wild children
In the field across the street
I’m standing, staring, waiting
For the bell to set them free
But it never does
So I move on

51 years, a child upon the Earth
Trying to find the answers
Without digging in the dirt
So I’ll never know
And I’ll move on

The Wilderness

Unanswered Letter

Her heart torn open
And left like an unanswered letter
Words were not spoken
Just left in a spidery scrawl

Twisted and gutted
The last of the smoke in the air
She gets up to leave
And idly fixes her hair

Words from home, words from home
What we miss are words from home
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I lost my heart
I left it alongside the river
That blackbird clucking
Songs he knows nothing about

That bird returning
To a home that makes him sing out
Words from home, words from home
What we need are words from home...

Idle Tales

Whether it starts with an earthquake
Or the tears of a few grieving women
I don't know

On the road to gathering
Looking for someone to roll away the stone
He stands alone in her room
As the commotion slowly decays
I don't know
She's on her way to somewhere new
Looking for someone to roll away the stone

It's these idle tales that we need to keep us moving
These tales keep us going
It's these idle tales that we need to tell our children
These tales are for our children

She stands upon an empty stage
With a song she was born to sing
She's on the road again
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
It's these idle tales that we need to keep us moving
These tales to keep us going
It's these idle tales that we need to tell our children
These tales are for our children

Whether it starts with an earthquake
Or the tears of a few grieving women
I don't know

We Are The Selfish Ones

He sits alone in his perfect shack
The lake beside him freezing
The sun no longer shining
Much past four o’clock

We are the selfish ones
We are the lucky ones
We are the needed ones

She falls asleep, the book on her lap
“All things change to something new
Something strange”

We are the selfish ones
We are the lucky ones
We are the needed ones

We walk along with my hand on your back
The days behind receding
Forward to a day when all we love will pass
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
We are the selfish ones
We are the lucky ones
We are the needed ones

He sits alone in his perfect shack
The lake beside him freezing
The sun no longer shining
Much past four o’clock

Damaged From The Start

Here's a man of sorrow's children
As constant as the sea
Searching for a heart that's lost it's stone

She moves like a serpent baby
Through time she drags her tail
Of all the broken hearted left behind

Let's just sit here a little bit longer
With these bruised and battered hearts
Let’s just say they were damaged from the start
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
There they go like shadows, darling
Between this world and that
Never knowing where the light will shine
But I can tell you one thing, sweetheart
We share a place in time
Nothing more is needed 'cause you're mine

Let's just sit here a little bit longer
with these bruised and battered hearts
let's just say they were damaged from the start

Such a perfect pairing dearwood
A serpent and it's rock
A battle weighed on scales we can not know

Let’s just sit here a little bit longer
We broke each others hearts
Let’s just say they were damaged from the start

Let’s just sit here a little bit longer
These scared and healing hearts
Let’s just say they were damaged from the start
Let’s just say they were damaged from the start

Angels In The Wilderness

Are there angels in the wilderness, I don't know
I've got my doubts, but if you say so
But I've got a feeling we're doing alright
We’re doing our part, to make a bramble seem less sharp
When you ask for bread will I give you stone
Will I make you confess it, or leave it along
If it consoles you will I take it away
Hold my hand help me to understand
You break my heart again and again
Will I ever get used to that sensation
All those locusts just trying to get out
Devouring with tiny bites
All the lies in site
Fly forgotten
Like a prayer
Fly forgotten like a dream
Fly forbidden
Fly unseen
Fly, fly, fly away from me
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Are there angels in the wilderness I don't know
But I'll give you my love and watch the bitterness grow
And then will I take it and hide it away
And wait on the day when the balance tips your way
Fly forgotten
Like a prayer
Fly forgotten
Like a dream
Fly forbidden
Fly unseen
Fly, fly, fly away from me

Are there angels in the wilderness
I don't know

Fairytale

There's a rock in a field and a dirty sky
I'm still as corpse, content as a bride
Thoughts of you in those flying shoes
All around me

One wrong step and it's a long way down
So I triple check the hand holds, stand on firmer ground
But it's not so easy when the whole mountain's
Coming down upon you

So we wait for the moment that we stumble on the truth
We fail to recognize it as we're digging at its roots
The sorrow and the anger that we've sown
In the fields all around us

Hey little princess hey little pea
Come down from your tower and dance with me
Yeah you're the fairest one in the land
Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
There's a rock in a field and a collapsing sky
I'm precious as a snowman, fragile as a lie
Thoughts of you in those flying shoes
All around me

I'm afraid of the anger of the hard twisted heart
That beats in the chests of those that are caught
In the ruins of the lives of those
All around me

I'm sick of the blood I'm sick of the bleeding
The effort it takes just to keep on dreaming
Of better days and better ways
Of living

Hey little princess hey little pea
Come down from your tower and dance with me
Yeah you're the fairest one in the land
Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand

Hey little princess hey little pea
Come down from your tower and dance with me
Yeah you're the fairest one in the land
Try on this glass slipper and give me your hand

Confessions of Georgia E

The air in here smells like piss and beer
The sweet cycle of life Georgia E would say

Thirteen grandchildren gathered around
Looking down into the ground

The slow descent into darkness
I deserve no less, his last words
Carried like an offering
Upon his dying breath
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Sweet sweet cycle of you and I
Sweet sweet memories of you and me
And the way we used to be

I live like in a dream
Among the ruins, the waters bleed
The slow descent into madness
The children swell with love and chaos
What was once at hand
Is now forbade to touch

Sweet sweet cycle of you and I
Sweet sweet memories of you and me
And the way we used to be

Won't you sit and have another drink with me
I'll keep them waiting while you sip your tea
Won’t you sit and list them one more time
the reasons why I failed to keep you mine

Regret is for your those with choices
Those will voices, those with reasons to stick around

So cast me deep into those black depths
With reassurance that death gets the sons of bitches too
And the won't be coming back for you

Sweet sweet cycle of you and I
Sweet sweet cycle of you and me
Sweet sweet cycle of you and I
Sweet sweet memories of you and me
And the way we used to be

I Let Him In

He says you will never know
There are no rhymes to do you justice
And he will sit there outside
Until you no longer doubt his purpose

So, I let him in
I opened the door, I let him in
I let him in
Opened my heart

Some wounds will never heal
Loneliness becomes an expectation
But you're stretched there by my side
And you whisper those foolish incantations
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
So, I let her in
A crooked smile and I let her in
Opened the door, she walked right in
I opened my heart

You came wrapped like a gift in a dream
But then the dream disappeared and the gift went too
Ever since I've been searching for me and you
Ever since I've been searching for you

He said you will never know
There are no rhymes to do you justice
And he'll sit there by your side
Until you no longer doubt his purpose

So, she let me in
She opened the door, I walked right in
She let me in

She let me in
She opened the door, I walked right in
She let me in

Opened my heart

Staring Man

I live on the hill between your eyes and you
But I live in this world, what do I do
Collect no interest, otherwise what I can
Above all I'm not that staring man

I move like a spirit between this world and that
The weight of them both square on my back
Collect no interest and I'll share what I can
Above all I'm not that staring man

You sit in your tower, straight and tall
Your kingdom around you beginning to fall
You close your eyes and you hold your tounge
Every night check on the damage that you've done
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I live on the hill between your eyes and you
Caught in your world, what do I do
Fear in the air, I made my stand
Prove once again I'm not that staring man

You stand your ground, and you take what comes
And ever night check on your desire to run
You stand your ground and take what comes
And every night check on your desire to run

I live on the hill between your eyes and you
But I live in this world, what do I do

Fuck, I Hate The Cold

Too many years on the rinks of Montreal
Too many years in the lofts of old TO
Too many nights in the bowels of Avenue B
Too many days in the arms of Lady T
Or maybe I'm just getting old
'Cause, fuck, I hate the cold

Too much time in the bed of a petty thief
Too much time in the arms of a failed conceit
He told me how he love the best about me
And then he told me what was best
And maybe I'm just getting old
But, fuck, I hate the cold
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Too much fun on the roads of the USA
Too much fun plugging in and starting to play
Too much time on this winding trail
Of a tale yet to be told
Baby, I'm getting old
And, fuck, I hate the cold
I fucking hate it
I hate the cold
I fucking hate the cold

The Nomad Series Extras

My Boy Burns

My Boy Burns
Like a five alarm fire
My Boy Burns
Like a five alarm fire
Tears and ash in his wake
Tears and ash in his wake

My Boy Burns
Like the tail of a comet
My Boy Burns
Like the tail of a comet
And we are tossed in his wake
And we are tossed in his wake
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
My Boy Burns
With the fire of a prophet
My Boy Burns
With the fire of a prophet
Sun and Moon in his hands
Sun and Moon in his hands
We are drawn in his wake
We Are drawn in his wake

The Girl Behind The Man Behind The Gun

No guarantee of happy endings
I like my stories cut to the bone
A mother of three is awakening
She's the girl behind the man behind the gun

Apples and toast for the children
The hard push to get out the door
Arrive just in time for the anthem
She's the girl behind the man behind the gun
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
A quick stop at Jen's for the gossip
She checks in at work for her sched
There's a rumour going round about a failed op
She's the girl behind the man behind the gun

Back home to something missing
She tries not to think of him now
Nothing to jinx his returning
She's the girl behind the man behind the gun

A shiny black car in the driveway
Two men in dress at the door
Ignore them and go on pretending
That I'm the girl behind the man behind the gun
I'm the girl behind the man behind the gun
I'm the girl behind the man behind the gun

No guarantee of happy endings

Old Hotel

( Vic Chesnutt )

I can see my old hotel
Down amongst the smells
I'm up above that ancient city river
It's filtered by my lousy liver
It's filtered by my wilted lily liver

I can see my old hotel
It ain't even a hotel
Five am there came some sleet or hail
It was signal taps on the brave window
Solemn taps on the wavy window
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I can see my old hotel
Hear those old touristy bells
Soon I'll be down the hill shopping
Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins
Giddy like a tipsy Mary Poppins

I can see my old hotel
It ain't even a hotel
I'm scheduled to ride the rails
If I wished to stay on this tower
Things would derange given just another hour

Marathon

( Vic Chesnutt )

To-do lists on a long yellow legal pad
Blue Windsor knots framed by basic black
Resplendent tables
Great forests of paper plates
Carrying the weight of the world
Saps every ounce of your strength
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
In training to run a marathon
Miles and miles and miles
With your Sunday shoes on
In training to run a marathon
Miles and miles and miles
With your dress shoes on

But all the recurring dreams
Will increase and then peter out and cease
Tears do evaporate
But oh so slowly like piss on a toilet seat

In training to run a marathon
Miles and miles and miles
With your Sunday shoes on
In training to run a marathon
Miles and miles and miles
With your dress shoes on

Punching Holes Through

My I heard
The word
Lifting up to you
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I watched
Death dropped
Reigning down on me

Holy, holy, holy

I watched
You dropped
A spec into the sea

You kissed
My lips
Punching holes through
Looking for you

Sad Peter Pan

( Vic Chesnutt )

It's the plan of most
To discover that magnificent ghost
When did I get perverted

And my innocent eyes diverted
From the view so grand
Imbued with distractions

I'm greedy like senior babbitt
I'm just chasing that electic rabbit
I'm a reluctant rebel
I just want to be aaron neville
With a crown on my head
And my denim shirt all dark with sweat
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I'm just pushing the paint around
On advice from your lying mouth
You touched me and then you ran
You left some sad sad Peter Pan
All alone and awkward
But a transformation, I swear it will occur

Demons

I was taught that there are
Demons out there
So that’s what I believe.
You take away my demons
You take away my peace.

Broke my leg
At the age of twelve
Couldn’t kneel beside the bed
Learnt the lesson of habit
The prayers I left for dead

Met him in
A corner booth
The jukebox at his side
He took away all my quarters
He took me for a ride
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I saw his eyes
When the fires on
I never want that blaze to die
If you take away the burning embers
You take away the burning sky

If I could switch it
All around
I’d make you my very first kiss
I’d take away the mystery
Just to see what I missed

I was taught that there are
Demons out there
So that’s what I believe

Guilty by association

( Vic Chesnutt )

You've been sanctified
And I’ve been tried
Guilty by association
You've been canonized
And I’ve been fried
Guilty by association
All the little loonies
With a salient obsession
Come out from the boonies
With their sharpies and their guns
Loaded with questions
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
You've been canonized
And I’ve been tried
Guilty by association
You've been terrorized
And I’ve been fried
Guilty by association

All the little loonies
With a salient obsession
Come out from the boonies
With their sharpies and their guns
Loaded with questions

Forthright

( Vic Chesnutt )

Looking in the hourglass
Ants in the sand
Reflected in the oil lamp
I can see the wrinkles in your hand
You can be forthright with me
You can be forthright with me
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Next to the pot-bellied stove
Hand on the flue
Photograph on the roll-top desk
Is it of you
You can be forthright with me
You can be forthright with me

Half a pound of hominy
Soaking in a wooden bowl
Underneath the cheesecloth
In the safe hold
You can be forthright with me
You can be forthright with me

Stay Inside

( Vic Chesnutt )

Well, I guess I'm through stewing
How about let’s roll the rock away
My bedclothes have gone all funky
I've got to get out of this cave
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Stay inside, stay inside
Stay inside, stay inside

Well the times they are a-changin'
Look at all the idlers
Soon there will be no one to shear the sheep
And I am cold natured

Stay inside, stay inside
Stay inside, stay inside

Suddenly everything's different
Everyone's on edge
I just wanted to bring folks together
But it seems that I am the biggest wedge

Stay inside, stay inside
Stay inside, stay inside

Non Albums Tracks

32-20 Blues

(Robert Johnson)

If I send for my baby and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs they sure can't help him none

And if he gets unruly, things he don't wanna do
And if he gets unruly and thinks he won't do
I'll take my 32-20, now, and cut him half in two

I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gonna shoot my Gatling gun
Yeah, I'm gonna shoot my pistol, I'm gotta shoot my Gatling gun
You made me love you, now your man have come

Baby, where you stay last night
Yeah, I said baby, where'd you stayed last night
'Cause you got the hair all tangled and you ain't talkin' right
Where'd you stayed last night

He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
He got a .38 Special but I believe it's most too light
I got a 32-20, got to make the camps alright

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
all the doctors in Hot Springs sure can't help her none

Her .38 Special, boys, do it very well
Her .38 Special, boys, it do very well
I got a 32-20 now, and it's a burnin'

If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
If I send for my baby, man, and he don't come
All the doctors in Wisconsin sure can't help him none

Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night
Hey, hey baby, where'd you stay last night
You didn't come home until the sun was shining bright

Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
Ah-oh, boy, I just can't take my rest
With this 32-20 laying up and down my breast

Angels In The Wilderness

(Michael Timmins / Live)

Are there angels in the wilderness, I don't know
I've got my doubts, but if you say so
But I've got a feeling we're doing alright
we're doing our part, to make a bramble seem less sharp
when you ask for bread will I give you stone
will I make you confess it, or leave it along
if it consoles you will I take it away
hold my hand help me to understand
you break my heart again and again
will I ever get used to that sensation
all those locusts just trying to get out
devouring with tiny bites
all the lies in site
fly forgotten
like a prayer
fly forgotten like a dream
fly forbidden
fly unseen
fly, fly, fly away from me

Are there angels in the wilderness I don't know
but I'll give you my love and watch the bitterness grow
and then will I take it and hide it away
and wait on the day when the balance tips your way
fly forgotten
like a prayer
fly forgotten
like a dream
fly forbidden
fly unseen
fly, fly, fly away from me

Are there angels in the wilderness
I don't know

Bad boy

(Larry Williams)

A bad little boy moved into the neighborhood
He won't do nothin' right just a-sittin' got to look so good
He don't wanna go to school and learn to read and write
Just sits around the house and plays that rock n' roll music all night

Well, he put thumbtacks on teacher's chair
put chewing gum in li'l girl's hair
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Buys every rock n' roll book on the magazine stand
Every dime that he gets, oh is off to the juke box man
Well, he worries his teacher till she's a-ready to poop
from rockin' and a rollin' spinnin' in a Hula-Hoop

Well, his rock n' roll has gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Gonna tell your mama you'd better do what she said
Get to the barber shop and get that hair cut off your head
You shoot the canary and you fed it to the neighboor's cat
You gave the cocker spaniel a bath in mother's laundromat

Well, your mama said it's gotta stop
Junior's head is hard as rock
Now Junior, behave yourself!

Captain kidd

My name was Captain Kidd, when I sailed, when I sailed.
My name was Captain Kidd, when I sailed, when I sailed.
And so wickedly I did, God's laws I did forbid.

I roamed from sound to sound, and many ships I've found.
I roamed from sound to sound, and many ships I've found.
And that night I saw ....

I murdered William Moore and I laid him in his gore.
I murdered William Moore and I laid him in his gore.
And this I did to him, A-many leagues from shore

Farewell to young and old, the jolly sea
Farewell to young and old, the jolly sea even more
and welcome to my ...
and the open ... door

Farewell to London town and the pretty girls around.
Farewell to London town and the pretty girls around.
My friends have all vanished, in the garden can be found.

Farewell, for I must die, I must die, I must die
Farewell, for I must die, I must die, I must die
and in my own misery I must lie, I must lie
I must lie, must lie, must lie, must lie

Carmelita

Down along the railroad track
I ran into my old friend Jack.
He was dressed in his Sunday best
But his face was red and his eyes were dead

He said I lost Marina
And the last place that I'd seen her
She was making off
With my best friend

I took him to the water
I spent fifty dollars
On something that would take him to the moon

Well he must have gone to heaven
Cause just before I left him
I tried to wake him up
But he would not move

So come on Carmelita
You drunk too much
And I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air

We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
It wouldn't take too long to drive out there

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
we'll leave town.

And I picked my last tobacco leaf
Soaking wet up to my knees
Out there before the sun was on the rise

You can have a drink of water
But don't you look at my daughter
Or I'll come down there and cut you with this knife

So come on Carmelita
You drunk too much
And I can see that
Soon you're gonna need a breath of air

We'll dance across the wheat fields
There's a place I know just east of here
It wouldn't take too long to drive out there

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

There ain't any flack, man
But if you are a black man
They'll put you on a plane
Back from where you're from.

We'll sleep out on the ground
And in the morning when we wake up
We'll leave town

Cold evening wind

( Michael Timmins )

There’s a cold evening wind
Coming down from the north
Bringing with it cruel words
Of hard days ahead
Of thieving grey skies
And lost desperate mornings
Of days when my voice
Will not turn you around.

And I’ve been watching the waves
Entranced by the sound
By the gathering green turmoil
By the evil intent
It’s time i take all i know
And run it aground.

There’s a cold evening wind
Coming down from the north
Bringing with it cruel words
Of hard days ahead
Of thieving grey skies
And lost desperate mornings
Of days when your voice
Will not turn me around.

And I need you right now
I need you to bend
Into the teeth
Of that cold evening wind
I need you to bend
Into that cold evening wind

I need you to bend
Into that cold evening wind

Confessions of Georgia E

(Michael Timmins / Live)

The air in here smells like piss and beer
the sweet cycle of life Georgia E would say

Thirteen grandchildren gathered around
looking down into the ground

The slow descent into darkness
I deserve no less, his last words
carried like an offering
upon his dying breath

sweet sweet cycle of you and I
sweet sweet memories of you and me
and the way we used to be

I live like in a dream
among the ruins, the waters bleed
the slow descent into madness
the children swell with love and kaos
what was once at hand
is now forbade to touch

sweet sweet cycle of you and I
sweet sweet memories of you and me
and the way we used to be

Won't you sit and have another drink with me
I'll keep them waiting while you sip your tea
won't you sit and list them one more time
the reasons why I failed to to keep you mine

regret is for your those with choices
those will voices, those with reasons to stick around

so cast me deep into those black depths
with reassurance that death gets the sons of bitches too
and the won't be coming back for you

sweet sweet cycle of you and I
sweet sweet cycle of you and me
sweet sweet cycle of you and I
sweet sweet memories of you and me
and the way we used to be

Darkness, Darkness

(Jesse Colin Young of The Youngbloods)

Darkness, Darkness
Be my pillow
Take my head
And let me sleep
In the coolness of your shadow
In the silence of your deep

Darkness, Darkness
Hide my yearning
For the things I cannot be
Keep my mind from constant turning
Toward the things I cannot see now
Things I cannot see now
Things I cannot see

Darkness, darkness,
Long and lonesome,
Ease the day that brings me pain.
I have felt the edge of sadness,
I have known the depth of fear.
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket,
Cover me with the endless night,
Take away, take away the pain of knowing,
Fill the emptiness of right now,
Emptiness of right now, now, now
Emptiness of ri-ight now.

Darkness, darkness, be my pillow,
Take my hand, and let me sleep.
In the coolness of your shadow,
In the silence, the silence of your deep.
Darkness, darkness, be my blanket,
Cover me with the endless night,
Take away, take away the pain of knowing
Fill the emptiness of right now,
Emptiness of right now now now
Emptiness of right....
Oh yeah Oh yeah
Emptiness, emptiness
Oh yeah

Dead flowers

(Mick Jagger and Keith Richards)

Well, when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talking to some rich folk that you know
Well, I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
'cause you know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well, when you're sitting back in your rose pink cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
and another girl to take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
and you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
and I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Don't Let It Bring You Down

(Neil Young)

Old man lying
by the side of the road
With the lorries rolling by,
Blue moon sinking
from the weight of the load
And the building scrape the sky,
Cold wind ripping
down the alley at dawn
And the morning paper flies,
Dead man lying
by the side of the road
With the daylight in his eyes.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Blind man running
through the light of the night
With an answer in his hand,
Come on down to the river of sight
And you can really understand,
Red lights flashing through the window
in the rain can you hear the sirens moan?
White cane lying in a gutter in the lane,
If you're walking home alone.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Don't let it bring you down
It's only castles burning,
Just find someone who's turning
And you will come around.

Don't Need You

(Alejandro Escovedo)

There's Heaven, then there's somewhere else
And those that fall between
the cracks and land upon their feet
With the rhythm of the King
But most they sway from side to side
Just to keep the story lit
and guide the rest across the rooms
the borders and the lines

I don't need you
Like you don't need me

Someone can wish you everything
Then take all that he gives
And tie a rope around the neck
of the promises he gave
The time he takes to twist his lies
Just to keep his story lit
And you wish you would have bit your lip
then followed him to sleep

I don't need you
Like you don't need me

There's Heaven, then there's somewhere else
And those that fall between
The cracks and land upon their feet
With the rhythm of the King
Me, I sway from side to side
Just to keep this story lit
And hold your hand across the rooms,
the borders and the lines

I don't need you
Like you don't need me
You don't need me

 Flyin' Shoes

(Townes Van Zandt)

Days full of rain
skys comin' down again
I get so tired
of these same old blues
same old song
Baby, it won't be long
'fore I be tyin' on
my flyin' shoes
flyin' shoes
till I be tyin' on
my flyin' shoes

Spring only sighed
summer had to be satisfied
fall is a feelin' that I just can't lose.
I'd like to stay
maybe watch a winter day
turn the green water
to white and blue
flyin' shoes
flyin' shoes
till I be tyin' on
my flyin' shoes

The mountain moon
forever sets too soon
bein' alone is all the hills can do
alone and then
her silver sails again
and they will follow
in their flyin' shoes
flyin' shoes
they will follow in their
flyin' shoes

Days full of rain
skys comin' down again
I get so tired
of the same old blues
same old song
Baby, it won't be long
till I be tyin' on
my flyin' shoes
flyin' shoes
till I be tyin' on
my flyin' shoes

Gone Away

(Michael Timmins)

All I ever longed for
is now gone
all I ever feared
is all around me
all I ever wanted
is almost lost
all I need now, gone away.

Love to you was always
best in books
love to me a fragile
bitter friend
now love to me is always
second best
and all I need now, gone away

All I ever wanted
I have lost
all I ever feared
is all in front of me
all I ever cared for
is now lost
days of wonder, gone away.

Helpless

(Neil Young)

There is a town in north Ontario
With dream comfort memory to spare,
And in my mind I still need a place to go,
All my changes were there.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow Moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.

Leave us helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.

Blue, blue windows behind the stars,
Yellow Moon on the rise,
Big birds flying across the sky,
Throwing shadows on our eyes.

Leave us helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.

Baby can you hear me know?
The chains are locked and locked
and tied across the door.
Baby sing with me somehow.

Helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.
Helpless, helpless, helpless.

Hot burrito #1 ( I'm your toy )

( In The Time Before Llamas LP / Chris Etheridge & Gram Parsons )

You may be sweet and nice
But that won't keep you warm at night
'Cause I'm the one who showed you how
To do the things you're doing now
He may feel all your charms
He may hold you in his arms
But I'm the one who let you in
I was right beside you then

Once upon a time you let me feel you deep inside
And nobody knew and nobody saw
Do you remember the way you cried?
I'm your toy, I'm your ol' boy
And I don't want no one but you to love me
No, I wouldn't lie
You know I'm not that kind of guy

I believe I'll dust my broom

(Robert Johnson)

I'm getting up soon, in the morning, I believe I'll dust my broom
I'm getting up soon in the morning, baby, I believe I'll dust my broom
Yeah, you know I love a boy, you know I do
Yeah, my friends can't have my room

I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
Yeah, I'm gonna write a letter, telephone every town I know
If I don't find him in Mississippi
he's in New Orleans, I know

Well, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
No, I don't want no man wants every downtown girl he meets
If he don't give me the loving
I want that boy back on the street

Well, I believe I'm coming home
Yeah, I believe, I believe,
I believe I'll go back home
I'm gonna leave my baby, break up my happy home

 IKEA Parking Lot

(Michael Timmins)

Two in the car waiting for the doors to open
A cold winter morning in the IKEA parking lot
Flag poles are clanging, traffic is backed up behind them
An empty cold morning in the IKEA parking lot.

I don’t think that I love you anymore
her words like a fist float beside him
the world all around starts to sharpen
the man made hollow
in the IKEA parking lot

I don’t think that I love you anymore
her words like a fist float beside him
the world all around starts to sharpen
a man made hollow
in the IKEA parking lot

ten o’clock comes, the doors to the store are open
her words crystallized on the windows make beautiful patterns
the words crystallized on the windows make beautiful patterns
left all along on this cold, empty morning
left all alone in the IKEA parking lot
left all alone in the IKEA parking lot.

In my time of need

( Ryan Adams )

Will you comfort me, in my time of need
Can you take away the pain of a hurtful deeds
‘Cause when we need it most, there's no rain at all
And the dust just settles right there on the feed

Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky can't offer none to me
‘Cause I will come for you, when my days are through
And I’ll let your smile just off and carry me

Cause when the calm comes down
I take the truck on into town
And buy whatever we can't seem to grow
I work these hands to bleed ‘cause I got mouths to feed
And i got fifteen dollars hid above the stove

Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky can't offer none to me
‘Cause I will come for you, when my days are through
And I’ll let your smile just off and carry me

‘Cause it ain't like it was, on back in those days
When everyone would offer up a hand
These old bones are worn, I’ve grown tiresome
And I know my time is surely gonna come

Will you comfort me in my time of need
Can you take away the pain of hurtful deeds
‘Cause I will comfort you when my days are through
And I’ll let your smile just off and carry me

Lord we married young and stayed where we came from
And gave those children everything we had
Will you stay with me, in my time of need
Though it seems we had such little time for us

Will you say to me a little rains gonna come
When the sky can't offer none to me
‘Cause I will come for you, when my days are through
And I’ll let your smile just off and carry me

In the long run

She writes him a letter to see how he's doing.
She's stopped up for words on a pen she keeps chewing.
The light from the window blows through her graying hair.
The pen on the page is the proof that she still does care.
'Cause in the long run the story's told,
And in the long run the young grow very, very old.

He sits in the park in the dark by his favorite tree.
His mind is all lost in a haze of how things used to be.
She carried him so far but then had to let him go.
He wanted one more chance at least to let her know.
'Cause in the long run the heat grows cold,
And in the long run the young grow very, very old.

He doesn't do much now, just sits by the window light.
His hair is so long and his unshaven face so white.
His heart feels a part of the breeze that is blowing outside.
His eyes now see magic around him at most times.
'Cause in the long run the story's told,
And in the long run the young grow very, very old.

She walks in the morning, it's best before seven.
It's that time of day that seems closest to heaven.
She finds herself dancing and singing songs out loud.
Songs from her childhood that suddenly come around.
'Cause in the long run the farm gets sold,
And in the long run the young grow very, very old.

He's ready to go now, he's done with his living.
He's gone where he's going, he gave what he's giving.
A thousand and one times he sat before dinner.
A thousand and two times their lives growing thinner.
'Cause in the long run the story's told,
And in the long run the young grow very, very old.

Let Me Call You Sweetheart

(Beth Slater Whitson & Leo Friedman)

Let me call you sweetheart
I'm in love with you.
Let me hear you whisper
That you love me too.
Keep the love light burning
In your eyes so true.
Let me call you sweetheart
I'm in love with you.

Let me call you sweetheart
I'm in love with you.
Let me hear you whisper
That you love me too.
Keep the love light burning
In your eyes so true.
Let me call you sweetheart
I'm in love with you.

Lost my driving wheel

Just came up on the midnight special
Hey, how 'bout that
My car broke down in Texas
she stopped dead in her tracks
Just called to tell you that I need you
Just called to tell you how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

They took my money on the night train north
What a terrible thing
I gave my promise that I will be there with you
by Saturday night
I want to tell you that I need you
I need to tell you how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

You can't say much in a phone call, babe
You know how it is
I have to tell you one sure thing
Oh, won't you listen to this
I want to tell you that I love you, babe
I want to tell you just how I feel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel
Some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

I feel like some old engine that's lost my driving wheel

 Love In Mind

(Neil Young)

Woke up this morning with love in mind
It was raining outside but my love still shined
Kept me warm until my plane touched the sky

And I've seen love make a fool of a man
He tried to make a loser win
But I've got nothing to lose
that I can't get back again

Man made rules been holdin' back my love
Can't hold it back no more
Churches long preach sex is wrong
Jesus where is nature gone?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?

Woke up this morning with love in mind
It was raining outside but my love still shined
Kept me warm until my plane touched the sky

And I've seen love make a fool of a man
He tried to make a loser win
But I've got nothing to lose
that I can't get back again

Man made rules been holdin' back my love
Can't hold it back no more
Churches long preach sex is wrong
Jesus where is nature gone?
What am I doing here?
What am I doing here?

Woke up this morning with love in mind
It was raining outside but my love still shined
Kept me warm until my plane touched the sky

Love Is All

(Greg Clarke & Brodie Lodge)

Ain't got no savings
piling up in the bank
Ain't got no special saviour
I wish to thank
Ain't got a net
to catch me if I fall
The only thing I've got
Is love, and love is all

Ain't got no religion
to help me on my way
Ain't got no temple
where I can kneel and pray
Ain't got no priest
come running when I call
The only thing I've got
Is love, and love is all

Can't accept the changes
hearts are always breaking
can't seem to understand
everything is always falling

Ain't go no reason to do
these things I do
Ain't go no special purpose
to help and pull me through
I can see no plan
on how to climb this wall
The only thing I've got
Is love, and love is all
The only thing I've got
Is love, and love is all

Lungs

(Townes Van Zandt)

Well, won't you lend your lungs to me?
Mine are collapsing
Plant my feet and bitterly breathe up the time that's passing
Breath I'll take and breath I'll give and pray the day's not poison
Stand among the ones that live in lonely indecision

Fingers walk the darkness down
Mind is on the midnight
"Gather up the gold you've found,
you fool, it's only moonlight
and if you try to take it home your hands will turn to butter
You better leave this dream alone, try to find another"

Salvation sat and crossed herself and called The Devil partner
Wisdom burned upon a shelf
"Who'll kill the raging cancer?"
Seal the river at it's mouth
Take the water prisoner
Fill the skies with screams and cries
Bathe in fiery answers

Jesus was an only son and love his only concept
Strangers talk in foreign tongues and dirty up the doorstep
and I for one, and you for two ain't got time for outside
Just keep your injured looks to you
we'll tell the world we tried

Keep your injured looks to you
We'll tell the world we tried

Marie

(Townes Van Zandt)

I stood in line and left my name
took about six hours or so
the man just grinned like it was all a game
said they’d let me know
I put in my time till the pocono line
shut down two years ago
I was staying at the mission till I met Marie
Now I can’t stay there no more

Fella ’cross town said he’s lookin’ for a man
to move some old cars around
Maybe me and Marie could find a burned-out
van and do a little settlin’ down
But I’m just dreamin’, I ain’t got no ride
and the junkyard’s a pretty good ways
that job’s about a half week old besides
It’d be gone now anyway

Unemployment said I got no more checks
and they showed me to the hall
My brother died in Georgia some time ago
I got no one left to call
Summer wasn’t bad below the bridge
A little short on food that’s all
Now I gotta get Marie some kind of coat
We’re headed down into fall

I used to play the mouth harp pretty good
used to hustle up a little dough
But I got drunk and I woke up rolled
A couple of months ago
They got my harp and they got my dollar
them low life so and so’s
Harps cost money and I ain’t got it
It’s my own fault I suppose

The pocono’s down but the chesapeak’s runnin’
Two freights everyday
If it was just me I’d be headed south
But Marie can’t catch no train
She’s got some pain and she thinks it’s a baby,
Says we gotta wait and see
In my heart I know it’s a little boy
Hope he don’t end up like me

Well, the man’s still grinnin’ says he lost my file
I gotta stand in line again
I want to kill him but I just say no
I had enough of that line my friend
I head back to the bridge, it’s getting kinda cold
I’m feelin’ too low down to lie
I guess I’ll just tell Marie the truth
Hope she don’t break down and cry

Marie she didn’t wake up this morning
She didn’t even try
She just rolled over and went to heaven
My little boy safe inside
I laid them in the sun where somebody’d find them
Caught a chesapeak on the fly
Marie will know I’m headed south
So’s to meet me by and by

Marie will know I’m headed south
So to meet me by and by

Morning Cried

(Michael Timmins)

When Morning Cried
she awakes to find another day of blind fumbling lies ahead
for the life of her, she can’t figure out what’s wrong
it’s just that every rock she once stood upon is gone.

And the day begins
he wakes and finds he’s lost his way with no moon to pull him in
for the life of him he can’t figure out what’s wrong
it’s just that every rock he once stood upon is gone.

No ripples in the water, no footprints in the sand
we caught ourselves wandering in a very foreign land

so place your love in this hand
in this one place your faith
and hope will be your pole star
another trail will trace.

when morning comes
awakes to find another day of blind fumbling lies ahead
for the life of them they can’t figure out this place at all
it’s just that every rock that they once stood upon is gone
for the life of them they can’t figure out this place at all
it’s just that every rock they once stood upon is gone.

My father's house

(Bruce Springsteen)

Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
before the darkness falls

I heard the wind rustling through the trees
and ghostly voices rose from the fields
I ran with my heart pounding down that broken path
with The Devil snappin' at my heels

I broke through the trees and there in the night
My father's house stood shining hard and bright
The branches and brambles tore my clothes and scratched my arms
but I ran till I fell, shaking in his arms

I awoke and I imagined the hard things that pulled us apart
will never again, sir, tear us from each other's hearts
I got dressed and to that house I did ride
From out on the road, I could see it's windows shining in light

I walked up the steps and stood on the porch
A woman I didn't recognize came and spoke to me through a chained door
I told her my story and who I'd come for
She said "I'm sorry, son, but no one by that name lives here anymore"

My father's house shines hard and bright
It stands like a beacon calling me in the night
Calling and calling, so cold and alone
Shining `cross this dark highway where our sins lie unatoned

 No Expectations

(Jagger/Richards)

Take me to the station
And put me on a train
I've got no expectations
To pass through here again

Once I was a rich man and
but now I am so poor
But never in my sweet short life
Have I felt like this before

You heart is like a diamond
You throw your pearls at swine
And as I watch you leaving me
You pack my peace of mind

Our love was like the water
That splashes on a stone
Our love is like our music
Its here, and then its gone

So take me to the airport
And put me on a plane
I got no expectations
To pass through here again

Once I Was

( Tim Buckley Cover / A Celebration of the Music of Greenwich Village LP)

Once I was a soldier
And I fought on foreign sands for you
Once I was a hunter
And I brought home fresh meat for you
Once I was a lover
And I searched behind your eyes for you
And soon there'll be another
To tell you I was just a lie

And sometimes I wonder
Just for a while
Will you remember me

And though you have forgotten
All of our rubbish dreams
I find myself searching
Through the ashes of our ruins
For the days when we smiled
And the hours that ran wild
With the magic of our eyes
And the silence of our words

And sometimes I wonder
Just for a while
Will you remember me

Rake

( Townes Van Zandt )

I used to wake and run with the moon
I lived like a rake and a young man
I covered my lovers with flowers and wounds
My laughter the devil would frighten
The sun she would come and beat me back down
But every cruel day had its nightfall
I'd welcome the stars with wine and guitars
Full of fire and forgetful

My body was sharp the dark air clean
And outrage my joyful companion
Whisperin' women how sweet did they seem
Kneelin' for me to command them
And time was like water but I was the sea
I'd have never noticed it passin'
Except for the turnin' of night into day
And the turnin' of day into cursin'

You look at me now, and don't think i don't know
What all your eyes are a sayin'
Does he want us to believe these ravings and lies
They're just tricks that his brains been a playin'
A lover of women he can't hardly stand
He trembles he's bent and he's broken
I've fallen it's true but I say unto you
Hold your tongues until after I’ve spoken

I was takin' my pride in the pleasures I’d known
I laughed and thought I’d be forgiven
But my laughter turned 'round eyes blazing and
Said my friend, we're holdin' a wedding
I buried my face but it spoke once again
The night to the day we're a bindin'
And now the dark air is like fire on my skin
And even the moonlight is blinding

Ritual

Today's the day that the world becomes my oyster
Today's the day that I've set aside
To find a place in the new sunshine
Today's the day that I start using my voice, sir
Today's the day that I crack that shell
and probe it for a pearl or two
Today's the day, `cause that's my choice, sir

Run For Your Life

(Lennon/McCartney)

Well I'd rather see you dead little boy
than to be with another woman
You better keep your head little boy
or you won't know where I am.

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That's the end of little boy.

Well you know that I'm a wicked girl
And I was born with a jealous mind
And I can't spend my whole life
trying just to make you toe the line.

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That's the end of little boy.

Let this be a sermon
I mean everything I've said
Baby, I'm determined
And I'd rather see you dead.

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That's the end of little boy.

I'd rather see you dead little boy
than to be with another woman
You better keep your head little boy
of you won't know where I am.

You better run for your life if you can little boy
Hide your head in the sand little boy
Catch you with another woman
That's the end of little boy

Seventeen Seconds

(The Cure)

Time slips away
and the light begins to fade
Everything is quiet now

Feeling is gone
and the picture disappears
Everything is cold now

The dream had to end
the wish never came true
The girl, starts to sing

Seventeen seconds
A measure of life
Seventeen seconds
A measure of life

Seventeen seconds (repeated)

Shrike

(Michael Timmins)

Spike me to the Hawthorn tree
piece by piece you devour me
garden shrugs, the mantle falls
while I'm writhing on the Hawthorne tree

I heard the earth suck in a breath
sadly now, tenderness
peace becomes such gentle torture
I heard the earth suck in a breath

distrust and the love to unyielding partners
embracing and chasing and not

circle and circle
parry and thrust
they bite, they scratch, they plot

Hear that voice among the thorns
brash and brazen full of scorn
that's the song that I long for
singing sweetly in the thorns

spike me to the Hawthorne tree
piece by piece you devour me

The good and the bad

(Ted Hawkins)

Living is good when you have someone to share it with
Laughter is bad when there is no one there to share it with
Talking is sad if you've got no one to talk to
Dying is good when the one you love grows tired of you

Sugar is no good once it's cast among the white sand
What's the point in pulling the gray hairs from among the black strands?
When you're old you shouldn't walk in the fast lane
Oh, ain't it useless to keep trying to draw true love from that man

He'll hurt you, yes just for the sake of hurting you
and he'll hate you if you try to love him just the same
He'll use you and everything you have to offer him
On your way girl
Get out and find you someone new

The Human Heart

(Michael Timmins )

Show me the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which he’s strung

Let me show you how I feel
I’ll try and make you understand
There is nothing I can do without your hand

Remember the storm that wrecked you here?
Well it wrecked me too
Now I can’t seem to breathe without you

Everyday I've spent with you
is another day I've gained
But I can’t seem to cope with this constant pain

Show the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which strung

Show me the maker of the human heart
Now show me where he’s hung
Let me see the tree from which strung

The Way I Feel

(Gordon Lightfoot)

The way I feel is like a robin
Whose babes have flown to come no more
A tall oak tree alone and cryin'
When her birds have flown and the nest is bare
Now a woman lord is like a young bird
And the tall oak tree is like a young man's heart
Among his boughs you will find her nesting
When the nights are cool she's warm and dry

Your coat of green will protect her
Her wings will grow your love will too
But all too soon your mighty branches
Will cease to hold her she'll fly from you

If I'd wings to fly
I'd follow you
If you'd wait for me
I'd fly away
I'd fly away

There's a house in the forest

There's a house in the forest
With snow all around it and a light
In a window where no light should be
'Cause Baby's crying
His voice it is drifting down a hall to his mama
Wrapped in darkness, asleep

Now Mama is waking, the time she's checking
As she leaves the side of her man
Deep in sleep

In her arms now is Baby
But she can't help but worry
That in his dreams he's seeing
What no child should see

There's a house in the forest
With snow all around it and a peace
Like a blanket, covers all those who sleep

Thunder Road

(Bruce Springsteen)

The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Live a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays
Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again.

Don't run back inside
Darling you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore
Show a little faith, there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty, buy hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me

You can hide 'neath the covers
And study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers
Throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a savior to rise from these streets
Well now I'm no hero
That's understood
All the redemption I can offer
Is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it real somehow
Hey what else can we do now?

Except roll down the windows
and let the wind blow back your hair
Well, the night busted open
and these two lane will take us anywhere
We've got one last chance to make it real
To trade in these wings on some wheels
Climb in back, heaven's waiting on down the tracks
Oh, come take my hand
We're heading out tonight to case the promise land
Oh Thunder Road, Oh Thunder Road,
Oh Oh Thunder Road.

There are ghosts in the eyes
of all the boys you sent away
They ride this dusty beach road
in the skeleton frames of burnt out Chevrolets
They scream your name at night in the street
Your graduation gown lies in rages at their feet
In the lonely cool before dawn
You hear their engines roaring on
But when they get to the porch they're gone

On the wind,
So Mary climb in,
It's a town full of losers
and I'm pulling out of here to win

Three Girls (A Smile to My Eyes)

(Michael Timmins)

I wish I wish I wish to find
someone to share how I’m feeling inside
to be a friend at a long day’s end
and a lover ‘til the end of time.

I wish I wish I wish to be
the one who you picture when you fall asleep
to be the love you sought
I wish to be the thought
that brings a smile to your eyes.

Don’t travel in a line if you’re looking for an education
don’t carry every burden as a challenge to weigh you down
and dance for beauty in every situation
and bring a smile to my eyes.

I wish I wish I wish to hold
the one that's been drifting, another lost soul
to be the one to choose
I’ve got to be the fool
that brings a smile to your eyes.

Don’t travel in a line if you’re looking for an education
don’t carry every burden as a challenge to weigh you down
and dance for beauty in every situation
and bring a smile to my eye.

Don’t travel in a line if you’re looking for an education
don’t carry every burden as a challenge to weigh you down
and dance for beauty in every situation
and bring a smile to my eyes
and bring a smile to my eyes
yeah a smile to my eyes.

Tired eyes

(Neil Young)

Well, he shot four men in a cocaine deal
And he left them lying in an open field,
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice,
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes.

Well, it wasn't supposed to go down that way.
But they burned his brother,
They left him lying in the driveway.
They let him down with nothing,
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice,
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes.

Well, tell me more, tell me more, tell me more.
I mean was he a heavy doper or was he just a loser
He was a friend of yours, what do you mean,
He had bullet holes in his mirrors.
He tried to do his best but he could not.

Please take my advice, please take my advice,
Open up your tired eyes, open up your tired eyes.

You Took Tomorrow

(Michael Timmins )

This has got to be the hardest thing
Watching you turn to dust
This will surely be the deepest cut
Leaving me to slowly rust
‘Cause you took tomorrow
And left me clutching yesterday

This has got to be the darkest of times
Waiting for the knock to come
His must be the meanest hand
Parceling days one by one
You’ll take tomorrow
And leave me clutching yesterday

This has got to be the biggest joke
Pretending I can say goodbye
This will be forever more
Always a thorn by my side

You took tomorrow
You took tomorrow
You took tomorrow
And left me stranded here today