B i o g r a p h y
 (by Steve Huey)

Although it didn't originally have anything to do with their sound, the Cowboy Junkies' name wound up seeming pretty accurate: their music was grounded in traditional country, blues, and folk, yet drifted along in a sleepy, narcotic haze that clearly bore the stamp of the Velvet Underground. The vast majority of their songs were spare and quiet, taken at lethargic tempos and filled with languid guitars and detached, ethereal vocals courtesy of Margo Timmins. Over the late '80s and '90s, the group recorded a succession of critically acclaimed albums that found favor in the alternative rock community. The Cowboy Junkies were founded by guitarist/songwriter Michael Timmins and bassist Alan Anton (born Alan Alizojvodic), who first played together in a Toronto-based band called the Hunger Project in 1979. They later moved to the U.K. and played with an avant-garde instrumental outfit called Germinal, but eventually grew weary of the group's style and returned to Toronto in 1984. They started jamming with Timmins' brother Peter on drums, and in 1985 they recruited a vocalist in sister Margo, at the time a social worker who'd never sung publicly before. Dubbing themselves the Cowboy Junkies simply because the name had a ring to it, they formed their own independent label, Latent, and released their debut album, Whites Off Earth Now!!, in 1986. Featuring only one original song, the album was recorded using only one microphone, and although it was initially available only in Canada, it helped them land a major-label deal with RCA. Their first widespread release was 1988's The Trinity Session, which was recorded inside Toronto's Church of the Holy Trinity in the span of one night -- again using only one microphone. The Trinity Session became a cult hit, earning rave reviews from critics and substantial college radio airplay for tracks like "Misguided Angel" and their cover of "Sweet Jane."

Now an underground sensation, the Cowboy Junkies decided to concentrate more on Michael Timmins' original material for the bigger-budget follow-up, 1989's The Caution Horses. The album didn't cause quite as much of a stir, although it helped maintain their cult fan base. Released in 1992, the even more countrified Black Eyed Man found Timmins settling more comfortably into his songwriting voice, which set the stage for 1993's Pale Sun, Crescent Moon. Hailed as their finest effort since The Trinity Session, the record bore more influence from rock and blues, and returned the Junkies to critics' darling status. However, it also proved to be their final album of new material for RCA. As the band left for Geffen, RCA issued the two-disc live compilation 200 More Miles and the best-of Studio. Meanwhile, the Junkies debuted for Geffen in 1996 with Lay It Down, a relatively high-volume effort compared to their shimmering early work. Following 1998's Miles from Our Home, the Cowboy Junkies parted ways with Geffen and revived their own Latent label. Their first release was the 2000 live album Waltz Across America, which was initially available only through the band's website. They followed it a year later with an album of all-new material, Open. One Soul Now followed in 2004. In 2005, the group released Early 21st Century Blues, a collection of covers -- and two originals -- that dealt with "war, violence, fear, greed, ignorance and loss." Recorded in just five days, it harked back to The Trinity Session. Later that year, the band was featured on the Beatles tribute album This Bird Has Flown, which was produced by Jim Sampas and featured various artists including the Donnas and Dar Williams.

Meanwhile, the band was busy collaborating with visual artist Enrique Martinez Celaya on a commemorative art book. Released in 2006, Cowboy Junkies XX was a retrospective piece intended to celebrate the band's 20th anniversary. It featured original watercolors by Celaya, handwritten song lyrics, and photographs gathered from the bandmembers' personal collections. The band released a new album called At the End of Paths Taken in the spring of 2007, followed several years later by the announcement of the so-called Nomad Series, an 18-month cycle that aimed to produce four albums built around common (but separate) narratives. Renmin Park: The Nomad Series, Vol. 1 was released in 2010. Following closely on its heels was 2011's Demons: The Nomad Series, Vol. 2, a covers album featuring songs originally written by the late Vic Chesnutt, the band's longtime friend and occasional tourmate. The third volume, Sing in My Meadow, released later in 2011, featured a live, garage rock sound, while the fourth, The Wilderness, which appeared early in 2012, featured new songs and completed the ambitious Nomad Series project. A box set featuring all four Nomad Series albums, plus a disc of extras, also followed in 2012. In 2013, the band presented a recording of Toronto poet Scott Garbe's The Kennedy Suite, a song cycle centered on the 1963 assassination of U.S. President John F. Kennedy. While only one song on the set is fully credited to the Cowboy Junkies proper, its various members participated throughout and Michael Timmins is listed as co-producer. In August of 2015, Timmins announced another box set. Notes Falling Slow included remastered versions of three albums recorded during the first decade of the 21st century -- Open, One Soul Now, and At the End of Paths Taken. It also featured a fourth disc of new recordings. Songs written for these three albums were left unfinished until this project was assembled. A video for the title track and "Cold Evening Wind" were pre-released that month, followed by a series of podcasts where Timmins discussed several songs. The box was issued at the end of October 2015.




Whites Off Earth Now !!
- 1986-06-28 -



Shining Moon
State Trooper
Me and the Devil
Decoration Day
Baby, Please Don't Go
I'll Never Get Out Of These Blues Alive
Take Me
Forgive Me
Crossroads


The Trinity Session
- 1988-11-15 -



Mining For Gold
Misguided Angel
Blue Moon Revisited
I Don't Get It
I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
To Love is To Bury
200 More Miles
Dreaming My Dreams With You
Working on a Building
Sweet Jane
Postcard Blues
Walking After Midnight


The Caution Horses
- 1990-03-13 -



Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning
'Cause Cheap is How I Feel
Thirty Summers
Mariner's Song
Powderfinger
Where Are You Tonight?
Witches
Rock and Bird
Escape is So Simple
You Will Be Loved Again

Black Eyed Man
- 1992-02-11 -



Southern Rain
Oregon Hill
This Street, That Man, This Life
A Horse in the Country
If You Were the Woman and I Was the Man
Murder, Tonight, in the Trailer Park
Black Eyed Man
Winter's Song
The Last Spike
Cowboy Junkies Lament
Townes' Blues
To Live is to Fly


Pale Sun, Crescent Moon
- 1993-11-23 -



Crescent Moon
First Recollection
Ring on the Sill
Anniversary Song
White Sail
Seven Years
Pale Sun
The Post
Cold Tea Blues
Hard to Explain
Hunted
Floorboard Blues

Lay it down
- 1996-02-27 -



Something More Besides You
A Common Disaster
Lay It Down
Hold On To Me
Come Calling
(his song)
Just Want To See
Lonely Sinking Feeling
Angel Mine
Bea's Song (River Song Trilogy: Part II)
Musical Key
Speaking Confidentially
Come Calling
(her song)
Now I Know

Miles from our home
- 1998-06-30 -



New Dawn Coming
Blue Guitar
Miles From Our Home
Good Friday
Darkling Days
Hollow As A Bone
Someone Out There
The Summer Of Discontent
No Birds Today
Those Final Feet
At the end of the rainbow

Rarities, B Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes
- 1999-10-12 -



I Saw Your Shoes
Five room love story
Sad To See The Season Go
If you gotta go, go now
Love's still there
To lay me down
A Few Simple Words
River Waltz
Leaving normal
The water is wide

Open
- 2001-05-15 -



I Did It All For You
Dragging Hooks
Bread And Wine
Upon Still Waters
Dark Hole Again
Thousand Year Prayer
I'm So Open
Small Swift Birds
Beneath The Gate
Close My Eyes

One Soul Now
- 2004-05-31 -



One Soul Now
Why This One
My Wild Child
From Hunting Ground To City
Stars Of Our Stars
Notes Falling Slow
No Long Journey Home
He Will Call You Baby
Simon Keeper
The Slide

 

Early 21st Century Blues
- 2005-05-06 -



License To Kill
Two Soldiers
December Skies
This World Dreams Of
Brothers Under The Bridge
You're Missing
Handouts In The Rain
Isn't It A Pity
No More
I Don't Want to Be A Soldier
One

At the End of Paths Taken
- 2007-04-09-



Brand New World
Still Lost
Cutting Board Blues
Spiral Down
My Little Basquiat
Someday Soon
Follower 2
It Really Doesn't Matter Anyway
Blue Eyed Savior
Mountain
My Only Guarantee


Renmin Park
- 2010-04-15 - The Nomad Series Vol. 1



Intro (Instrumental)
Renmin Park
Sir Francis Bacon At The Net
Stranger Here
A Few Bags of Grain
I Cannot Sit Sadly By Your Side
(You've Got To Get) A Good Heart
Cicadas
Interlude (Instrumental)
My Fall
Little Dark Heart
A Walk In The Park
Renmin Park
(revisited)
Coda (Instrumental)

Demons
- 2011-01-18 - The Nomad Series Vol. 2



Wrong Piano
Flirted With You All My Life
See You Around
Betty Lonely
Square Room
Ladle
Supernatural
West Of Rome
Strange Language
We Hovered With Short Wings
When The Bottom Fell Out

Sing In My Meadow
- 2011-10-18- The Nomad Series Vol. 3



Continental Drift
It's Heavy Down Here
3rd Crusade
Late Night Radio
Sing In My Meadow
Hunted
A Bride's Price
I Move On

The Wilderness
- 2012-03-27- The Nomad Series Vol. 4



Unanswered Letter
Idle Tales
We Are The Selfish Ones
Damaged From The Start
Angels In The Wilderness
Fairytale
The Confessions of Georgia E.
I Let Him In
Staring Man
Fuck, I Hate The Cold

The Nomad Series Extras
- 2012-10-23 -



My Boy Burns
The Girl Behind the Man Behind the Gun
Old Hotel
Marathon
Punching Holes Through
Sad Peter Pan
Demons
Guilty by Association
Forthright
Stay Inside

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

32-20 Blues
Angels In The Wilderness
Bad boy
Captain kidd
Carmelita
Cold evening wind
Confessions of Georgia E
Darkness, Darkness
Dead flowers
Don't Let It Bring You Down
Don't Need You
Flyin' Shoes
Gone Away
Helpless
Hot burrito #1

I believe I'll dust my broom
IKEA Parking Lot
In my time of need
In the long run
Let Me Call You Sweetheart
Lost my driving wheel
Love In Mind
Love Is All

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

Lungs
Marie
Morning Cried
My father's house
No Expectations
Once I Was
Rake
Ritual
Run For Your Life
Seventeen Seconds
Shrike
The good and the bad
The Human Heart
The Way I Feel
There's a house in the forest
Three Girls
(A Smile to My Eyes)
Thunder Road
Tired eyes
You Took Tomorrow

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Whites off earth now !!

Shining moon

Don't the moon look pretty
Shining down through the trees
Don't that shining moon look pretty, baby
Shining down through the trees
You know I can see my baby
When he can't see me

Yeah, I tiptoe to his window
Just to see my baby snore
I tiptoe to his window
Just to see how sweetie snores
You know it makes me feel like jumping, lord, lord
Through the keyhole in his door

Come crawl up to your window
Let me whisper in your ear
Come on and crawl up to your window, darling
Let me whisper in your ear
You know, I got somthing to tell you, baby
I don't want that girl around here
...keep her away

State trooper

New Jersey Turnpike
Riding on a wet night
'neath the refinery's glow
Down where the great black river flow

Licence, registration:
I ain't got none
But I got a clear conscience
'bout the things that I done

Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me

Maybe you got a kid
Maybe you got a pretty wife
The only thing that I got's
Been bugging me my whole life

Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't ya stop me

Well, in the wee wee hours
Your mind gets hazy
Radio relay towers
Gonna lead me to my baby

Radio's jammed up
with talk show stations
It's just talk, talk, talk, talk
'til you lose your patience

Mister State Trooper
Please don't stop me
Please don't stop me
Please don't ya stop me

Hey, somebody out there
Listen to my last prayer,
Heigh-ho Silver oh,
Deliver me from nowhere

Me and the devil


Early this morning, he knocked on my door
Early this morning he knocked on my door
I said "Hello, Satan, I believe it's time to go"

Me and The Devil are walkin' side by side
Me and The Devil are walkin' side by side
Well, I'm goin' to beat my man until I get satisfied

He says I don't do him right
That I dog him around
Well, babe, you know you ain't treating me right
He says I don't do him right
that I dog him around
Well, it must be this old evil spirit
So deep down within the ground

You may bury my body down by the highway side
...oh, babe I don't care what you do with my body
You may bury my body down by the highway side
So my old evil spirit can catch a Greyhound bus and ride

Early this morning, he knocked on my door
Now me and The Devil are walking side by side
Side by side

Decoration day

I had a man, who's good and kind in his way
Yeah I had a man, sweet and kind in his way
Lord, he died and he left me
and I sing the blues on every decoration day

Lord I was standing, standing 'round my baby's bed
Well, my Lord, my lord he take my baby away
Why, why, why, why
when your soul don't come back
Lord, I hung my head and cried

Said, now baby please please don't worry
Said, now baby please please don't worry
'cause everybody's gotta go
Why, why, why, why
The best man, God knows, I ever had

All day, that Sunday
I just hung my head and cried
So sad, that Sunday
When my Lord he take my baby
Why, why, why, why
I need my baby on some old lonesome day
and I sing the blues on every decoration day
on every decoration day


Baby please don't go

Now, baby, please don't go
Now, baby, please don't go
Now, baby, please don't go back to New Orleans
You know I love you so, you know I love you so

You got me waiting here
You got me waiting here
Before a ...
Baby, please don't go
Baby, please don't go

Don't you call my name
Don't you call my name

Well you got me way down here
On a ball and chain
Oh, baby, please don't go
Oh, baby, please don't go

Now, baby, please don't go
Now, baby, please don't go
Now, baby, please don't go back to New Orleans
You know I love you so, you know I love you so
...no, don't go

I'll never get out of these blues alive

I'll never get out of these blues alive
No, I'll never, I'll never get out of these blues alive
Well he gone and left me
I don't know what I'll do the rest of my life

Drinking black coffee and smoking cigarettes
Drinking black coffee, yeah, and smoking cigarettes
I can't see no use to try

I'll never get out of these blues alive
No, I'll never, I'll never get out of these blues alive
He gone and left me
Says he'll never come back home

I'll never come out of these blues alive
No, I'll never, I'll never come out of these blues alive
He gone and left me
I don't know what I'll do the rest of my life

Working up a sweat all night long and jumping over my bed
(___) sweat all night long and jumping over my bed
I can't see no use to try

Well, I'll never, never come out of these blues alive
I'll never, never come out of these, out of these blues alive
You know I miss him
(___) to the day I die

Take me

Take me to the river
and we'll watch the water roll
Take me in your warmth
and you'll fill my empty soul

Come on and take me, take me, take me
Come on and take me, take me, take me

Take me to the ocean
where the water never run
Take me in your love
and I'll be your lifetime friend

Come on and take me, take me, take me
Come on and take me, take me, take me

Take me to the storm
where the thunder meets the light
Take me in your gentle arms
and I'll love you through the night

Come on and take me, take me, take me
Come on and take me, take me, take me

Forgive me

They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
They tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
Well, if that's the case, that's the case
I think I'm going to kill that man
Then drop down on my knees

Well, this morning, God knows, that man he comes a-waltzing in
Just waltzing in
Well, I got my shotgun, I broke down
I started to mow that man down

Yeah, they tell me God forgives you
If that's the case now, people
I'm gonna mow my baby down

You don't put yourself out, you don't put yourself out
You don't treat Margo right, you don't treat Margo right
Now darling, there come a time
You're gonna need my love again

They tell me God forgives me for almost anything you do

You don't seem to understand
I've got your life right in my hands

Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
Anything you do
Well, if that's the case, that's the case
I think I'm going to kill that man
Then drop down on my knees

This morning, God knows, that man he comes waltzing in
Just waltzing in
Well, I grabbed my shotgun, I broke down
I started to mow that man down

Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything you do
If that's the case now, people
I'm gonna mow my baby down
I'm gonna mow my baby down
I'm gonna shoot that man

You don't put yourself out, you don't put yourself out
You don't treat Margo right, you don't treat your baby right
Now darling, there come a time
You're gonna need my love again

Yeah, they tell me God forgives you for almost anything
Anything you do


Crossroads

I went to the crossroads
fell down on my knee
I asked the Lord above me for mercy
"Save Bob, if you please"

Standing, standing on the crossroad
Yeah, I try to flag a ride
Don't nobody seem to know me
just everybody passing me by

I went down to the crossroads
fell down on my knee
I asked the Lord above me for mercy
"Save Bob, if you please"

Standing, standing on the crossroad
I try to flag a ride
Don't nobody seem to know me
just everybody passing me by

I'm standing on the crossroad, baby
Yeah, I think I'm sinking down
Sinking, sinking down

Trinity Session

Mining For Gold

We are miners, hard rock miners
To the shaft house we must go
Pour your bottles on our shoulders
We are marching to the slow

On the line boys, on the line boys
Drill your holes and stand in line
'til the shift boss comes to tell you
You must drill her out on top

Can't you feel the rock dust in your lungs?
It'll cut down a miner when he is still young
Two years and the silicosis takes hold
and I feel like I'm dying from mining for gold

Yes, I feel like I'm dying from mining for gold

Misguided Angel

I said "Mama, he's crazy and he scares me
But I want him by my side
though he's wild and he's bad
and sometimes just plain mad
I need him to keep me satisfied"

I said "Papa, don't cry cause it's alright
And I see you in some of his ways
Though he might not give me the life that you wanted
I'll love him the rest of my days"

Misguided angel hangin' over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer, black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you 'til I'm dead

I said "Brother, you speak to me of passion
You said never to settle for nothing less
Well, it's in the way he walks,
it's in the way he talks
His smile, his anger and his kisses"

I said "Sister, don't you understand?
He's all I ever wanted in a man
I'm tired of sittin' around the T.V. every night
Hoping I'm finding a Mr. Right"

Misguided angel hangin' over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you 'til I'm dead

He says "Baby, don't listen to what they say
There comes a time when you have to break away"
He says "Baby there are things we all cling to all our life
It's time to let them go and become my wife"

Misguided angel hangin' over me
Heart like a Gabriel, pure and white as ivory
Soul like a Lucifer
Black and cold like a piece of lead
Misguided angel, love you 'til I'm dead

Blue Moon Revisited

I only want to say
That if there is a way
I want my baby back with me
'cause he's my true love
my only one don't you see?

And on that fateful day
Perhaps in the new sun of May
My baby walks back into my arms
I'll keep him beside me
forever from harm

You see I was afraid
to let my baby stray
I kept him too tightly by my side
and then one sad day
he went away and he died

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone
without a dream in my heart
without a love of my own
Blue Moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
someone I really could care for

I only want to say
That if there is a way
I want my baby back with me
'cause he's my true love
my only one don't you see?

I don't get it

Breaking away to the other side
I wanna make sense of why we live and die
I don't get it, I don't get it

I ask my friends if they understand
They just laugh at me and watch another band
They don't worry, they don't worry

Lookin' for a way to lose my load
I wanna make it easy to walk this road
I can't find it, yeah I can't find it

Yeah, I'm looking for answers in so many places
I open my mind
I don't get it

Walkin' this earth and keepin' my peace
I do what I want but the price is steep
It don't seem right, it don't seem right

My mama she told me "One step at a time
and sooner or later you'll walk that line"
I don't want to, I don't want to

Takin' my time to live and die
I wanna find a way to do it right
and I ease on, and I ease on

They say "One thing always leads to another"
I open my mind
I don't get it

Breaking away to the other side
I wanna make sense of why we live and die
I don't get it, I don't get it
I don't get it, I don't get it
I don't get it

I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry

Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
His song's too blue to fly
The midnight train is a-winding low
I'm so lonesome I could cry

I've never seen a night so long
When time keeps crawling by
The moon is gone behind the clouds
To hide his face and cry

Have you ever seen a robin weep
When leaves have turned to brown?
Like me he's lost his will to live
I'm so lonesome I could cry

The silence of a falling star
Lights up a purple haze
and as I wonder where you are
I'm so lonesome I could cry

To Love is To Bury

I buried him down by the river
'cause that's where he liked to be
and every night when the moon is high
I go there and weep openly

He and I were married
By this river 'neath this willow tree
and with God and friends witnessing it
He pledged his life to me

To me he was Earth
and I rooted in his soil
I to he was Sky vast and free
of the burdens from which he toiled

Then one night a terrible fight
Words spoken better left unsaid
With his wedding vows ringing in my ears
He gave his life to me

They say to love is to bury
Those demons from which we all hide
But tonight by this river 'neath this willow tree
Becoming one of Earth and Sky

200 More miles

Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire

I got Willie on the radio
a dozen things on my mind
and number one is fleshing out
these dreams of mine

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight

In Nashville there is a lighter
in a case for all to see
it speaks of dreams and heartaches
left unsung

And in the corner stands a guitar and
lonesome words scrawled in a drunken hand
I don't travel past, travel hard before
and I'm beginning to understand

That I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight

They say that I am crazy
my life wasting on this road
that time will find my dreams
scared or dead and cold

But I heard there is a light
drawing me to reach an end
and when I reach there, I'll turn back
and you and I can begin again

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But there'll be no warm sheets or welcoming arms
to fall into tonight

I've got 200 more miles of rain asphalt in line
before I sleep
But I wouldn't trade all your golden tomorrows
for one hour of this night

Atlanta's a distant memory
Montgomery a recent birth
and Tulsa burns on the desert floor
like a signal fire

Dreaming My Dreams With You

I hope that I find what I'm reaching for
The way that it is in my mind
I hope that I won't be that wrong anymore
and maybe to have learned this time

Someday I'll get over you
I'll live to see it all through
But I'll always miss
Dreaming my dreams with you

But I won't let it change me, not if I can
I'd rather believe in love
and give it away as much as I can
To those that I am fondest of

Someday I'll get over you
I'll live to see it all through
But I'll always miss
Dreaming my dreams with you

Someday I'll get over you
I'll miss dreaming with you
Someday I'll get over you
I'll miss dreaming with you
Someday

Working on a Building

Working on a building, a Holy Ghost building
For my Lord, for my Lord
If I was a drunkard I tell you what I'd do
I would quit my drinking and work on that building too

Working on a building, a Holy Ghost building
For my Lord, yeah for my Lord
If I was a liar I tell you what I'd do
I would quit my lying and work on that building too

Working on a building, it's a Holy Ghost building
For my Lord, yeah for my Lord

Working on a building, it's a Holy Ghost building
For my Lord, yeah for my Lord
If I was a singer I tell you what I'd do
I would keep on singing and work on that building too

Sweet Jane

Anyone who's ever had a heart
Wouldn't turn around and break it
and anyone who's ever played a part
Wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane

You're waiting for Jimmy down in the alley
Waiting there for him to come back home
Waiting down on the corner
and thinking of ways to get back home
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane

Anyone who's ever had a dream
Anyone who's ever played a part
Anyone who's ever been lonely
and anyone who's ever split apart
Sweet Jane, sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane

Heavenly widened roses
seem to whisper to me when you smile
Heavenly widened roses
seem to whisper to me when you smile

La la la la, la la la, etc...

Sweet Jane
Sweet, sweet Jane

Postcard blues

Especially with my head pounding
and lying helpless in my bed
I long for you and your expert hands
To ease this white heat from my head

And you would boast that you knew
All the pressure points inside
And you could just as easily kill me
Beneath the desire that I hide

But as your patient I knew
That your healing powers had grown
From a sore that's far far deeper
Than this heart where the pain was born

With my head again clear
I think of words to send to you
To coax you back to my side
But always leave out "I love you"

And then through my front door
A picture of a faraway land
And to with love on the back
And once again I reach for my pen

*** Thanx to John who updated this one ***

Walking after midnight

I was walking after midnight
Yeah, out in the moonlight
The way we used to do
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you

I stop to see a weeping willow
Crying on his pillow
Maybe he's a-crying for me
and as the skys turn gloomy
The night winds whisper to me
I'm lonesome as I can be
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you

I walk for miles along the highway
Well that's just my way
of saying "I love you"
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you
I walk for miles along the highway
Searching for you

I'm always walking after midnight
Yeah, out in the moonlight
Hoping you may be
Somewhere a-walking after midnight
Searching for me
I'm always walking after midnight
Searching for you

The Caution Horses

Sun comes up, it's tuesday morning

Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
hits me straight in the eye
guess you forgot to close the blind last night
Oh, that's right, I forgot, it was me

I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning,
the sound of water splashing all over the bathroom,
the kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping,
but I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed
Telephone's ringing, but I don't answer it
'cause everybody knows that good news always sleeps till noon

Guess it's tea and toast for breakfast again
maybe I'll add a little T.V. too
No milk! God, how I hate that
Guess I'll go to the corner, get breakfast from Jenny
She's got a black eye this morning, `Jen how'd ya get it?'
she says, `Last night, Bobby got a little bit out of hand'

Lunchtime. I start to dial your number
then I remember so I reach for something to smoke
and anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
than go through all that shit again

There's something about an afternoon spent doing nothing
Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
and this spell won't be broken
by the sound of keys scraping in the lock

Maybe tonight it's a movie
with plenty of room for elbows and knees
a bag of popcorn all to myself,
black and white with a strong female lead
and if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave

Here comes that feeling that I'd forgotten
how strange these streets feel
when you're alone on them
Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
So I lower my head, make a beeline for home
Seething inside

Funny, I'd never noticed
the sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
Which reminds me that I forgot to close the blind again
Yeah, sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
but there are some things that can never be forgiven
and I just gotta tell you
that I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed

'Cause cheap is how I feel

It's the kind of night that's so cold, when you spit
it freezes before it hits the ground
And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar
if he's out tonight he must be truly down
And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present
to prove to you that what I said was real,
for something small and frail and plastic, baby,
'cause cheap is how I feel

Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough
to come up with an answer
to the question why is it that every time I see you
my love grows a little stronger
But your memory leaves my stomach churning,
feeling like a lie about to be revealed,
but I'll horde all this to myself
'cause cheap is how I feel

It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights
I hate the shadows that they cast,
and the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
I'll always drag with me from my past
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
and maybe strike a deal
Your body for my soul, fair swap
`cause cheap is how I feel

Thirty summers

Caught in the vice of heaven and earth
he turned his life into a cell
imprisoned by the doubts which hound us all
and those desires which we all know so well
His days he lost to promises, his nights he purged of dreams
and he would wake in the hours before sunrise
and dread the coming of the day

Never thought a man could become so desperate
never thought a life could lose so much hope
to be tearing at the roots around you
as if in manacles, or irons, or ropes
They say he told his children that all he taught was lost
that love and pride and honesty
were to be gained at too high a cost

It's been thirty summers that I've spent with him
and I expect thirty more to pass
he has blessed my life in so many ways
that I could never turn my back
But I need just one more reminder
of the man that he used to be
if he would just look deep into my eyes
and say it's in you my love that I will find the key

Mariner's song

The last of man's great unchained beasts lies lapping at my door
The last of man's great unchained beasts lies lapping at my door
I would give it what it wants, but I do know,
it would just ask for more

I search for you with every crest I ride
in every trough I travel through
I search for you in every trough I travel through

I didn't mean to leave you,
I unfurled my sail and the wind did blow
I didn't mean to leave you, darling,
I unfurled my sail and the wind did blow
Why why why why why, oh why I did not drop my anchor,
Oh Lord, I will never know

I search for you with every crest I ride
in every trough I travel through
I search for you in every trough I travel through

On the lee of the island I hear your voice deep inside the calm
On the lee of the island I hear your voice deep inside the calm
Whispering baby, I'll be your delight, if you promise
to be my red sky tonight

I search for you with every crest I ride
in every trough I travel through
I search for you in every trough I travel through

In the storm you are my destination, in the port you are my storm
In the storm you are my destination, in the port you are my storm
But I would weather you my love, if you would be my guide,
if you would be my stars in the sky tonight

I search for you with every crest I ride
in every trough I travel through
I search for you in every trough I travel through

Powderfinger

Look out, Mama, there's a white boat coming up the river,
with a big red beacon and a flag and a man on the rail
I think you'd better call John
'cause it don't look like they're here to deliver the mail
And it's less than a mile away
I hope they didn't come to stay
It's got numbers on the side and a gun,
and it's making big waves

Daddy's gone, my brother's out hunting in the mountains
Big John's been drinking since the river took Emmy Lou
So the powers that be left me here to do all the thinking
And I just turned twenty-two
I was wondering what to do
And the closer they got,
The more those feelings grew

Daddy's rifle in my hand felt reassuring
He told me, 'Red means run, Son, numbers add up to nothing'
But when that first shot hit the dock, I saw it coming
Raised the rifle to my eye
Never stopped to wonder why
Then I saw black and my face flash in the sky

Shelter me from the powder and the finger
Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger
Just think of me as one you never figured,
to fade away so young
with so much left undone
Remember me to my love
I know I'll miss her

Where are you tonight ?

There's a young man in the corner playing 'Crazy' all night long
quarters piled high upon the table
He orders Wild Turkey and with a quick wit and a smile
he says, 'My darling, you're the one I'll drape in sable'
But his baseball cap and this bar-room rap
tell me a different story
that this is not my prince to grant all my wishes
Just another lonely country-boy grown weary of the night
Just another boy with a sink full of dirty dishes

Where are you tonight?
When I left you in my dreams last night
you promised me that we would be breaking free
Where are you tonight?

He tells me of the back roads
and how we'll drive them all night long
how the days will fade and the moon will hang forever
and how the cloud of dust we'll kick up will linger like a song
and the myth will grow about the two who refused to surrender

Then I catch us in the bar-room mirror
with his arm around my shoulder
this girl I see has grown so unfamiliar
and as she stands to leave with a stranger by her side
she can't help but laugh at a life grown so peculiar

Where are you tonight?
I don't think I can face tomorrow's light
not knowing if you'll be there to guide me
Where are you tonight?

Where are you tonight?
I think that I'll make it through all right,
but I'd love to have you just one more time beside me

Witches

There are witches in the hills calling my name
saying come join us sister, come kiss the flame
Come dance in the moonbeams, ride the night wind
make love to the darkness and laugh at man's sins

I shiver with delight, I shiver with fear
my heart wants to go but my soul's filled with fear
So I turn to my lover and ask what do I do
do I answer their call or stay here with you

But under spell of deep sleep he moans and turns away
taking his protection and my desire to stay
So I rise to the hill tops, I ride the night winds
I make love to the darkness and laugh at man's sins

Rock and bird

She captured both Rock and Bird
tied one to the leg of the other
kept them as prisoners
until they knew who was master
then she threw them to the sky

Bird with unbarred wings disappeared
Rock with weighted heart returned
and Rock became her anchor
and Bird became her dream

Now she stands on the forest floor
among the pines and towering firs
Rock still firm beneath her feet
Bird perched high above her
singing songs of love's betrayal

'I offered you my endless skies
you countered with hoods and chains
this song I sing will be the last
to be inspired by your memory'

Escape is so simple

The way you kissed me this morning
it told me that you soon would be going
You didn't even look in my eyes
when you said goodbye

And last night in your sleep you broke all the promises
that I knew you would never keep
Now I'm reading the letter which you placed on the dresser
and you're five hundred miles down the road

Escape is so simple
in a world where sunsets can be raced
But distance only looses the knife
the pattern of its scar
can always be traced

Yeah, I remember when we said 'forever'
was the craziest word that we knew
but I think that I like it much better than I do 'goodbye'

And I could sit here all evening and think of the reasons
why you are not by my side
Instead I'll go to the kitchen, find a strong chair to sit in
and drink myself far, far away

Escape is so simple
in a world where sunsets can be raced
But distance only looses the knife
the pattern of its scar
can always be traced

You will be loved again

How could he take you in his arms
And help you to be free
Then leave you forgotten
And is it enough to cry
When you're so broken...

Her cold eyes tell you you're not welcome
She tells lies but you'll take her back again
And is it enough to die
When you're so taken

You will be loved again
You will be loved again

But will she sing and will she dance
And will she forever
And will he sing and will he dance
And will he forever

Someday you will feel a love so deep
And you'll find someone not lost in sleep

And you will be loved again
you will be loved again
you will be loved again

Black Eyed Man

Southern rain

The flies have quit their buzzing
Even Bear has stopped his barking
They all sense something brewing
up the James and headed this way

Bobby sips his morning coffee
Says `Have you finished with the funnies
Looks like a storm's coming honey
guess we'll have to stay in bed today'

I've heard that into every life
a little of it must fall
If there's any truth to the saying,
Lord, let it be a southern rain

Marie was born in Macon, Georgia
She met a west coast lawyer
He plucked that sweet magnolia
and carried her to the hills of West L.A.

She says `I never thought I'd tire of a dollar
But this life has grown so hollow
Every night there's lipstick on his collar
and every morning I wash it away'

She heard that into every life
a little of it must fall
So she spends her evenings praying
for a little of that southern rain

Cars alive on city streets
of sparkling black water
like waves beneath my window
never break just roll away
Tonight, this rain will be my lullaby
these cars, my dreams
to carry me home to stay

The wipers beat a rhythm
Truck spray obscures my vision
But I'm closing in on my destination
Two more hours and I'll be at your door

And it will never cease to amaze me
how a little rain can drive folks crazy
When I'd trade all my blue skies gladly
for your blue eyes, crooked smile
and a steady downpour

I've heard that into every life
a little of it must fall,
but you'll never catch me complaining
about too much of that southern rain

Oregon hill

The hoods are up on Pine Street,
rear ends lifted too
The great-grandsons of General Robert E. Lee
are making love with a little help from STP
Their women on the porches comparing alibis

Greasy eggs and bacon,
bumper stickers aimed to start a fight,
full gun racks, Confederate caps,
if you want some 'shine
well, you can always find some more,
but what I remember most is the colour of Suzy's door

And Suzy says she's up there
cutting carrots still
And Suzy says she's missing me
so I'm missing Oregon Hill

A river to the south
to wash away all sins
A college to the east of us
to learn where sin begins
A graveyard to the west of it all
which I may soon be lying in

'Cause to the north there is a prison
which I've come to call my home,
but some Monday morning no country song
will sing me home again

And Suzy says she's up there
cutting carrots still
And Suzy says she's missing me
so I'm missing Oregon Hill

Sunday morning, eight A.M.,
sirens fill the air
Sounds like someone made the river
Sounds like someone being born again
Me, I'm just lying here in Suzy's bed

Baptists celebrating with praises to the Lord,
rednecks doing it with gin
Me and Suzy, we're celebrating
the joy of sleeping in
because tomorrow I'll be home again

But Suzy says she'll wait there
cutting carrots by the window sill
And Suzy says, 'Always think of me
when you think of Oregon Hill'

This street, that man, this life

This street holds its secrets like a cobra holds its kill
This street minds its business like a jailer minds his jail
That house there is haunted
That door's a portal to hell
This street holds its secrets very well

That man wears his skin like a dancer wears her veils
That man stalks his victims like a cancer stalks a cell
That man's soul has left him his heart's as deadly as a rusty nail
That man sheds his skin like a veil

Lord, you play a hard game, you know we follow every rule
Then you take the one thing we thought we'd never lose
All I ask is if she's with you please keep her warm and safe
and if it's in your power please purge the memory of this place

This life holds its secrets like a sea shell holds the sea,
soft and distant calling like a fading memory
This life has its victories but its defeats tear so viciously
This life holds its secrets like the sea

A horse in the country

The money would be pretty good
if a quart of milk were still a dollar
or even if a quart of milk were still a quart
And the hours, well, I don't mind
how they creep on by like an old love of mine
it's the years that simply disappear that are doing me in

Guess I married too young,
yeah, nineteen was just too young,
but sometimes you meet someone
and your guts just burn
It's not that I don't love him anymore
it's just that when I hear him
coming through that front door
my heart doesn't race like it did once before

But I've got a horse out in the country
I get to see him every second Sunday
He comes when I call him,
yeah, he knows his name
One day I'll saddle up
and the two of us will ride away

This weather I could almost stand
if the sun would shine a little brighter
or even if the sun would shine at all
But lately it just seems to me
that this life has lost its mystery
and these cold fall mornings seem to bite
just a little bit harder

And all my friends have settled down
become their mothers and their fathers
without a sound
Except for Cathy,
she bought a one-way subway ticket
and left us all behind

But I've got a horse out in the country
I get to see him every second Sunday
He comes when I call him,
yeah, he knows his name
One day I'll saddle up
and the two of us will ride away

This town wouldn't be so bad
if a girl could trust her instincts
or even if a girl could trust a boy

If you were the woman and i was the man

If you were the woman and I was the man
would I send you yellow roses
would I dare to kiss your hand?
In the morning would I caress you
as the wind caresses the sand,
if you were the woman and I was the man?

If I was the heart and you were the head
would you think me very foolish
if one day I decided to shed
these walls that surround me
just to see where these feelings led,
if I was the heart and you were the head?

If I was the woman and you were the man
would I laugh if you came to me
with your heart in your hand
and said, 'I offer you this freely
and will give you all that I can
because you are the woman
and I am the man?'

Murder, tonight, in the trailer park

Murder tonight in the trailer park
Mrs. Annabelle Evans found
with her throat cut after dark
Her pockets turned inside out
her dresser drawers turned upside down
Anna's neighbour, Peg, identifies the body
lets out a hollow kind of sound

Homicide is tying yellow ribbons
around her silver Airstream
Red cherries slashing up the night
cutting through that cordoned crime scene
There's been a murder
in the trailer park tonight

Murder tonight in the trailer park
Pack your things Ann Marie,
we're heading west
we're going to make a fresh start
I've been saving pennies,
been looking forward to this day
No time for questions are you coming
or are you going to stay?

Crosstown at the Waterton
George Evans is sitting tall and tight,
buying drinks for all the regulars
bragging about how them bones
danced for him tonight
There's been a murder
in the trailer park tonight

Murder tonight in the trailer park
Faceless man counting crumpled bills,
hotel neon fights the dark
TV set in the corner, they're talking murder
on the late-night news
He turns down the sound,
waits for the sports,
he only wants to know,
'Did I win or did I lose'

There's been a murder
in the trailer park tonight
Murder tonight in the trailer park

Black eyed man

Black eyed man he took the blame
for the poisoning of the well
They found this shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail

Black eyed man I'm warning you
the people around here
will not be fooled by a simple line or two

Yes your honour I do solemnly swear
that I saw him late last night,
dancing barefoot, bathed in light
and reaching for every star in sight
Yes I did go to him,
but completely against my will
and yes he did things to me
things of which I dream of still

Black eyed man I'm warning you
what I say is what you'll do
to hell with love and truth

I always meant to say I'm sorry
for all the things I said and did
'Sorry,' I feel better now, do you?
But you promised me the sky
and fell short a star or two
What else did you expect me to do?

Black eyed man he took the blame
for the poisoning of the well
They found his shoes by the pulley
They found his fingerprints all over the pail
With a noose around his neck,
cicadas trilling everywhere,
he says to the people gathered round him,
'it ain't the water that's not right around here'

Black eyed man I'm thirsty dear
be a love and bring some water here
drawn fresh from the well

Winter's song

She says, 'it's cold where you brought me'
He says, 'Darling, don't worry
you can stay in my arms
until the springtime comes
We'll let the snow drift around us
and wait for the robin and the crocus
to tell us that our love has again found the sun'

Lone oak stands tall,
bare arms scratch the sky,
dry leaves cracking beneath our feet
Hand in hand we've watched
the autumn fires burn -
Summer's dreams collapsing,
chestnuts in need of gathering,
the whole world lies rotting in the street

Soon we will walk with collars high
like ramparts raised for the siege
We'll bow to her beauty,
cower from her fury
sent as a judgement for a slight
long past forgotten
Winter's love once again unrequited
Winter's love once again unrequited

She says, 'Babe are you sleeping?'
He says, 'No, wide awake and thinking
of a dream I just had about the two of us
He takes his hand to her cheek now,
his lips to her brow,
their whispers pile softly
by the foot of the bed

The last spike

Mornings feel so damn sad these days
without the call of the 8:15
That old familiar echo
has finally died away
leaving nothing but a chill
where there once was a mighty scream

And I've watched the flat cars
take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
And now that we've got
nothing left to take we're told
that the wheels will stop turning,
the whistles will stop blowing,
these foolish dreams must stop

Last year they closed down the post office,
took the only flag we had in town
That old brick building
still stands like a cenotaph
to a vision lost and buried in
a very distant past

And I've watched the flat cars
take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
And now that we've got
nothing left to take we're told
that the wheels will stop turning,
the whistles will stop blowing,
these foolish dreams must stop

The longest train I've ever seen
was the train that you were on
I walked you to the station,
we kissed and you were gone
I dream at night about you coming home
The train in the station,
your uniform on fire
as you step onto the platform
the band plays a little louder,
and as we embrace your cap falls off
Oh, I guess these foolish dreams must stop

Mornings feel so damn sad these days
without the call of the 8:15
Looks like this town is finally
going to die away
leaving nothing but broken promises
where there once was small town dreams

And I've watched the flat cars
take away our timber
I've watched the coal cars steal our rock
And now that we've got
nothing left to take we're told
that the TV station will be closing,
Main Street windows will need boarding,
that these foolish dreams must stop

Cowboy Junkies Lament

Baby hit the back door
breathin' real heavy
said the boys in the alley
wouldn't leave her alone
Mama did her make-up in a terrible hurry
she finally got ready
but the boys were gone
Mama don't you worry,
night's approachin'
there's a hole in heaven
where some sin slips through
just close your eyes and dream real steady
maybe just a little will spill on you

Dark don't lie
Dreams come true
Could be a few will see you through

Old lady Rose, lookin' down her nose
at lonely Miss Lily hiding in the hall
Lily's just praying for the trial to be over
lady Rose just waiting for the axe to fall
Show me off on the way to town
the sky's still shiny
and the earth's still brown
Tell the judge I'm ready for the vases
gonna dance in their faces
when the guitar sounds

Won't be long
I won't be gone
Been leaning toward the shadows all along

Those in the know say so it goes
you plan on reapin', you better sow
You plan on sleepin',
you better keep movin'
sleepin' ain't allowed around here,
you know

Snake eyes cry
Boxcars sigh
Seven's stuck in the middle
just wonderin' why

Dark don't lie
Dreams come true
All it takes is one or two
Maybe just a few will see you through

Townes' blues

You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
stick it in the wind
Put the mountains to your back
the great plains on your grille
time to take a little spin
Boulder looks like the type of town
that I could spend some time,
but in Houston they got our name in lights
You're clean as a widow woman's washboard, son,
the slab is yours tonight

Townes is in the back lounge
with his hands in his pocket
pulls out two dice and says, 'Let's get at it'

Salina in the headlights, snake eyes on the floor,
Al drops another twenty, Pete heads for the door,
Springer's feeling lucky, sits down for a spell,
Oklahoma City and he's lost his last bill
Jeff is in a bind waiting on sister hicks
seven comes a-calling
as we cross on into Texas

Townes is in the back lounge
with a fist full of fives
he says, 'It's a little bit long
but I'm enjoying this ride'

Be careful with the dice
when you're surrounded by others
with boxcars in their eyes
Never count your winnings at hour 23
of a 24-hour drive
Remember that you're not the one
calling the tune
that's making those diamonds dance
or you'll be clean as
a widow woman's washboard, son,
and those are the facts

Townes is in the back lounge cursing at them bones
he says, 'Ain't this fool ever heard of Raton'

To live is to fly

Won't say I love you babe
Won't say I need you babe
But I'm going to get you babe
and I will not do you wrong
Living's mostly wasting time
and I waste my share of mine
but it never feels too good
so let's not take too long
You're as soft as glass and I'm a gentle man
we got the sky to talk about
and the world to lie upon

Days up and down they come
like rain on a conga drum
forget most, remember some
but don't turn none away
Everything is not enough
nothing is too much to bear
where you been is good and gone
all you keep's the getting there
To live is to fly low and high
so shake the dust off of your wings
and the sleep out of your eyes

It's goodbye to all my friends
It's time to go again
Think of all the poetry
and the pickin' down the line
I'll miss the system here
the bottom's low and the treble's clear
but it don't pay to think too much
on the things you leave behind
I may be gone but I won't be long
I'll be bringing back the melody
and the rhythm that I find

We all got holes to fill
and them holes are all that's real
some fall on you like a storm
sometimes you dig your own
But choice is yours to make
time is yours to take
some dive into the sea
some toil upon the stone
To live is to fly low and high
so shake the dust off of your wings
the sleep out of your eyes

Pale Sun, Crescent Moon

Crescent Moon

Reach a hand to the crescent moon
grab hold of the hollow
If she sits in the palm of the left
that moon will be fuller tomorrow
If she sits in the palm of the right
that moon is on the wane
and the love of the one who shares your bed
will be doing just the same

`Won't you come with me', she said,
`there's plenty of room in my iron bed
You're looking cold and tired
and more than a little human
I know I'm not part of the life you had planned,
but I think once your body feels my hand
your mind will change
and your heart will lose its pain'

Out among the fields gently hipped
beneath the corn,
Assiniboine bones beneath the highway
he stood there and he thought of home
A finger traces the path of a satellite
You're drawn to a distant copse of trees
A voice as sweet as Mare's Tail
clings to the prairie breeze

`Won't you come with me', she said,
`there's plenty of room in my iron bed
You're looking cold and tired
and more than a little human
I know I'm not part of the life you had planned,
but I think once your body feels my hand
your mind will change
and your heart will lose its pain'

Do I reach for you
when I know you're on the wane?
Do I sense you when I know you're not around?
Do I search for you
when I know you can't be found?
Do I dare to speak your name?

Raise your eyes to a moonless sky
and try to wish upon a rising star
Search all you want for her blessing
but you won't find her sparkling there
Now cast your eyes to a part of the sky
where nothing but darkness unfolds
and watch as all around you
she reveals the brilliance of secrets untold

Won't you come with me, she said,
there's plenty of room in my iron bed
You're looking cold and tired
and more than a little human
I know I'm not part of the life you had planned,
but I think once your body feels my hand
your mind will change
and your heart will lose its pain

First Recollection

My first recollection is a day in December
black iron steam engine covered in ice
like some Precambrian monster
moaning and snorting
Nothing was ever going to beat that beast
in a fair fight

I've sat and watched the woodpiles
grow through the summer
now I'm sitting, smelling summer burn through the fall
Winter's coming on, days getting dreary
and I'm thinking this is the season
that I leave you all

I've heard a man in crisis
falls back on what he knows best,
a murderer to murder
a thief to theft
And I don't want you to think
that this is some kind of deathbed confession
but run is what I did when put to the test

My first recollection is a day in December
747 tracing lines through the sky
like some old gypsy curse
silently preying upon the dreams of those
who jealously watch life pass by

I've sat and watched my troubles
pile through the summer
now I'm sitting, hearing my youngest cry
down the hall
Winter's coming on, days getting dreary
and I'm thinking this is the season
that I leave you all

I've heard that the son must bear
the burdens of the father
but it's the daughter that is left
to clean up the mess
And I don't want you to think
that I'm asking for absolution,
but run is what I did when put to the test

Ring on the sill

She placed her ring on the sill,
dishes piled high
She's on the front porch step
and the air smells like snow
She's thinking of the siege to come
and how she'll miss those weekends
in the park with the sun on her face
and her book by her side and that
lingering taste that he left on her tongue

He lifts his glass from the table
It leaves a ring where it stood
He sees the light from the window
caress her like he knows he should
He's remembering the first time he kissed her
and how he'd wake
and immediately he'd miss her,
like a spell, with each breath,
he'd taste her breath like a haunting,
irritating as hell

Do you remember when you'd pray
to never see the day
when someone would make you feel this way
'Cause you knew
they would cut right through you
and once inside, you were afraid they'd find
nothing to hold on to

He puts her ring on her finger,
she brushes back his hair
He takes a sip from his glass,
she inhales the cold fall air
And they're thinking of the long road ahead
and the strength that they will need
just to reach the end
And there in the silence they search for
the balance between this fear that they feel
and a love that has graced their lives

Anniversary song

Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful
as that of the rain-soaked purple
of the white birch in spring?

Have you ever felt more fresh or wonderful
than on a warm fall night
under a Mackerel sky,
the smell of grapes on the wind?

Well I have known all these things
and the joys that they can bring
And I'll share them all for a cup of coffee
and to wear your ring

Have you ever had the pleasure of watching
a quiet winter's snow slowly gathering
like simple moments adding up?

Have you ever satisfied a gut feeling
to follow a dry dirt road that's beckoning you
to the heart of a shimmering summer's day?

Well I have known all these things
and the joys that they can bring
And I'll share them all for a cup of coffee
and to wear your ring

And I don't know how I survived those days
before I held your hand
Well I never thought that I would be the one
to admit that the moon and the sun
shine so much more brighter when
seen through two pairs of eyes than
when seen through just one

Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful
as a face in a crowd of people
that lights up just for you?

Have you ever felt more fresh or wonderful
as when you wake
by the side of that boy or girl
who has pledged their love to you?

Well I have known all these things
and the joys that they can bring
And now every morning there's a cup of coffee
and I wear your ring

White sail

Raise a white sail if you love me
a black sail if you don't
Seal me up in an impregnable tower
or surround me with an impassable moat
I've heard all the stories told about love
(unattainable and pure)
but there is one love of which I'm sure

Your fear as honed as a battle axe,
I'll bear my neck, I'll wear the scar,
and if my nerve should fail the task
I know your faith will not roam too far
I've heard all the stories told about love
(two souls into one)
but this tale of love is one we've just begun

Isoldt had her Tristan,
but love potions are not what we need,
and Paris had his Helen
but it was infatuation that was plain to see
What I desire is your trust to inspire
this love for you which grows in me

Plant a rose tree on his grave
and on mine plant a vine,
as seasons pass and markers fade
watch them slowly intertwine
I've heard all the stories told about love
(till death do us part)
but our love is a vow which has been wrought
from heart to heart

Seven Years

Haven't seen the sun for seven days
November's got her nails dug in deep
Haven't seen my son for seven years
and the chances are we'll never again meet

If truth be told I don't even know his name
If truth be told he doesn't even know my name

I spend my spare time with my rosary beads
although I never learnt to pray
but you don't need the light
and it's best to pretend
that you've seen the errors of your ways

The darkness in here
is as heavy as a judgement
This darkness, heavy as a judgement

My dreams are now filled with Gilead trees
and other sights that I've never seen
They used to be filled
with the fears of tomorrow
and the horror that it might bring

His eyes felt to me
as cold as a stone mason's chisel
His eyes fell on me, cold
like a stone mason's chisel

Strange how a mind can always recall
what the senses eagerly leave behind
I can remember his face, rage,
disgust and distaste
but to my fear I have grown blind

Memories are just dead men making trouble
this memory is just a dead man making trouble

Pale sun

Fifty miles from Dakota territory
Cheyenne scalp hangs from his belt
Found him alone washing in the Bighorn
a steady aim and he bagged his game

Pale sun falls without contest
Here is obedient darkness
He will not return

White Cadillac, white man at the wheel,
white faces on the mountain,
wounds that will never heal
Black clouds overhead, old man says
looks like rain
Thieves' Road winds to the Black Hills sign
says South Dakota, U.S.A.

Grass plains stretch to the horizon,
not a soul can be found on them
They will not return

Old rusted pickup and a mad dog in the yard,
purple paint peels but fails to reveal
the bitterness that grows inside
Cloud of dust in the distance,
strange knock beneath my hood
Is it better to have words left unsaid
than to have words misunderstood?

Pale sun falls without contest
Here is obedient darkness
It will return
I know it will return
It will return

The post

Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, traced it, erased it

He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground

Eyed it, dried it, untied it
Chilled it, spilled it, refilled it
Taste it, trace it, erased it

He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground

He's my post to lean on
And I just cut him down
So I'm out to land on somethin'
Hopefully a boy will come to me at the ground

Cold tea blues

If I pour your cup, that is friendship
If I add your milk, that is manners
If I stop there, claiming ignorance of taste,
that is tea

But if I measure the sugar
to satisfy your expectant tongue
then that is love,
But if I measure the sugar
to satisfy your expectant tongue
then that is love,
sitting untouched and growing cold

Hard to explain

If it ain't one thing
I tell you it's always another
I wonder why
I started treating you like a step-brother

Love is hard to explain
I know my loss is someone else's gain

Sometime's love is like a bitter pill
But we just have to take it like it is
Sometimes life is the sweetest thing
and sometimes it's just naked pain

Oh, it's so hard to explain
I know my loss is someone else's gain

My troubles started when I found you
But that's when I (wrapped?) my world around you
And now my living ain't so easy
I thought that's what a woman was supposed to do

You see, it's so hard to explain
I know my loss is someone else's gain

I went to see my doctor
`Cause I thought I had a hole in my heart
but he said "Girl, you're just wasting my time
Because some man messed up,
went and messed up your mind"

It's so hard to explain
I know my loss is someone else's gain

Oh, love it's so hard to explain
It'll make you forget your name
It'll turn you upside down
It'll make you wish that you'd never been found

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?

Floorboard blues

Look under his floorboards, Mama,
I don't trust his silly grin
He's got a beat-up Rambler, Nebraska plates,
and I ain't getting in
I don't like the way his pinky ring
picks up the dashboard light
or his short little piggy fingers
or the way his belt is cinched too tight

Check under his floorboards, Mama,
I don't like his suggestive tone
The way his words drip from his mouth
as he asks can I take you home?
I don't care how many miles I got,
I think I'd rather walk them alone
than to sit in the back seat
as his eyes in the mirror
reduce me to flesh and bone

Check under his floorboards, Mama,
'cause that razor's not just a threat to me
He'll be slicing tiny crescents from your heart,
without laying a sweaty palm to your cheek
Don't accuse me of running scared,
listen to what I'm saying
It's a fucked up ol' world, but this ol' girl
Well, she ain't giving in

Lay it down

Something more besides you

One foot strands before the crib
the other by the casket
A question formed upon stilled lips
is passed on but never asked

I guess I believe that there's a point
to what we do
But I ask myself is there
something more besides you?

Two are born to cross
their paths, their lives, their hearts
If by chance one turns away
are they forever lost?

I guess I believe that there's a point
to what we do
But I ask myself is there
something more besides you?

This morning I awoke,
the bed warm where it once was cold
Small blessings laid upon us
Small mysteries slowly unfold

Yet I still wonder is there a point
to what we do?
'Cause I kind of doubt
that there is something more besides you

Although it's hard to find the point
to what we do,
do I dare believe that there is
something more besides you?

A common disaster

A candle burning for everything I've ever wanted
A tattoo burned for everything I've ever wanted and lost
I had a long list of names that I kept in my back pocket,
but I've cut it down to one and your name's at the top

Won't you share a common disaster?
Share with me a common disaster
A common disaster

I found myself a friend,
but he's crooked as a stick in water
So now I'm writing fairy tales
to catch the spirit of revenge
He's got a plan to steal my little sister,
but I'm not too concerned
'cause I will get him in the end

Won't you share a common disaster?
Share with me a common disaster
A common disaster

Going to find me someone to share
A common disaster
Run away with me from a life so cramped and dull
Not worry too much about the happily-ever-after
Just keep the Caddy moving
'til we're well beyond that hill

Won't you share a common disaster?
Share with me a common disaster
A common disaster

Lay it down

He left his dead in the cottonwood trees
the ground grown too hard with the years
Falling down was not what it used to be
the ground grown too hard with the years

He told his children those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze them
He told himself those little white lies
the truth would only paralyze him

Lay it down, lay it down

He sold most of what he cherished,
the rest he let them steal
Shot his dog out in the open field,
the rest he let them steal

He broke all of his promises,
under a sea green sky
They never thought to ask him why,
under a sea green sky

Lay it down, lay it down

Please bury me in the cottonwood trees
the ground grown too cold for me
Going to sleep tonight in a warm feather bed
the ground grown too cold for me

Lay it down, lay it down

Hold on to me

If you offered me a shade of blue
would I return it saying that it was too
dark or light?
Or would I see it for the precious thing
that it might one day be?
Hold on to me

If you offered me a point of view
would I dismiss it saying that it was too
black and white?
Or would I see it as the special thing
That it would no doubt be?
Hold on to me

I'll hold on to this gift we share
it is as slippery as it is rare
I'll hold on to that feeling
of waking and finding you there
I'll hold on to you and you hold on to me

If I asked you for a simple thing

Would you do it without too much thinking or fuss?
Would you see it for the precious thing
that it would surely be?
Hold on to me

Hold on to me
Hold on to me

Come calling

The stillness here,
like what he sometimes finds inside her,
hits so hard it can steal your breath forever
He sometimes wonders
is the sum of their lives together
him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters

These days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling
and he's falling for the pleasure of pretending
that she's sitting by the window waiting
for him to come calling

If I could fix me up a week of twilight hours
we'd sit on the point
and watch the sun continually flounder
Bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power
and connect with those days
back before all of this went sour

'Cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling
and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending
that you're sitting by the window waiting
for me to come calling

Odd how the darkness always makes us whisper
and with the last of the sun
you can feel the approach of the winter
Now is the time of each day
that I Desperately miss her
I suppose I will learn how to live my life without her

So you're drinking for the pleasure of falling
and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending
that I'm sitting by the window waiting
for you to come calling

Just want to see

I don't want to be no patch on no quilt
(I just want to see...)
Tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt
(I just want to see...)
I don't want to be no hair on no wall
(I just want to see...)
Blood-stained note saying fuck you all
(I just want to see what kills me)

Tommy, are you ready we better head to town
J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down
and you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round

I don't want to be no chalk line drawing
(I just want to see...)
Toe-tagged question mark, until identifying
(I just want to see...)
I don't want to fuse with no economy seat
(I just want to see...)
fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet
(I just want to see what kills me)

Tommy, did you catch his face
before they closed the lid?
I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin
Oh, you know, that would be just like him

I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending
(I just want to see...)
Loved ones buried, empty days of waiting
(I just want to see what kills me)

Tommy, darling, come to bed
we'll try and sleep away this sadness
These memories, too, are bound to die
so our dreams will have to serve us
Tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us

Lonely sinking feeling

She says, "I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling,
you know what I mean?"
With his hand on her back he's thinking,
"Where does that leave me?"
Just when I think I've uncovered the secret
to peace and tranquility
that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me

He says, "I'm seeing those doubt filled
questioning eyes
and I can't believe it's true"
With her head in her hands she sighs,
"It's me, not you"

Just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy
of loving one so completely
that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me

Here in this silent room we wait on ancient ritual
Staring at our hearts
as if they were two caged animals
If I am the first to unlock those rusty doors
will I be the first found bleeding on the floor?

She says, "I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling,
you know what I mean?"
With his hand on her back he's thinking,
"Where does that leave me?"

Just when I think I've uncovered the secret
to peace and tranquility
that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me

Just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy
of loving one so completely
that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me
that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me

Angel mine

He searched for those wings that he knew
that this angel should have at her back
And although he can't find them
he really don't mind
because he knows they'll grow back
And he reached for that halo that he knows
that she had when she first caught his eye
Although his hand came back empty
he's really not worried
'cause he knows it still shines

I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
or keep this tarnished halo shined
but I'll never betray your trust
angel mine

I search all the time on the ground
for our shadows cast side by side
Just to remind me that I haven't gone crazy
that you exist and are mine
And I know that your skin is as warm and as real
as that smile in your eyes
But I have to keep touching and smelling
and tasting for fear it's all lies

I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
or keep this tarnished halo shined
but I'll never betray your trust
angel mine

Last night I awoke from the deepest of sleeps
with your voice in my head
And I could tell by your breathing
that you were still sleeping
I repeated those words that you had said

I can't promise that I'll grow those wings
or keep this tarnished halo shined
but I'll never betray your trust
angel mine

Bea's song

Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting here burning daylight,
thinking about the past
and that distance out there
where the earth meets the sky
The slightest move and this river mud
pulls me further down
John's at my side, but he's sitting on firmer ground

John says I look at the moon and the stars
these days more often than I look into his eyes
and I can't disagree so I don't say nothing
I just stare on past his face at Venus rising,
like a shining speck of hope hanging over the horizon

With each passing year that I sit here
that horizon seems to inch just that much nearer
and all that appears on it seems as clear as spit
But if there's on thing in my life
that these years have taught
it's that you can always see it coming
but you can never stop it

Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting here burning daylight,
thinking about the past
and that distance out there
where the earth meets the sky
The slightest move and this river mud
pulls me further down
John's at my side,
but he's not noticing that I'm drowning
The slightest move and this river mud
pulls me further down
John's at my side,
but he's not noticing that I'm drowning

Musical key

My mother sang the sweetest melody
although she never sang in a musical key
I'd hear her through the house
My name called out loud
My mother sang the sweetest melody

My mother's hands were always cool and soft
And like her eyes they would caress with every touch
She would listen to my chatter
as if every word I spoke mattered
She'd hold me close and whisper in my ear

She'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"

My father sang in perfect harmony
And though he never sang in a musical key
You could hear him when he'd enter the house
the kiss he'd give my Ma
My father sang in perfect harmony

My father's words were always sure and clear
and like his presence they would rid me of my fears
When I crawled up on his knees
I was safe as I could be
He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear

He'd say, "girl you are a part of me
I have made you strong
when you grow up and are on your own
remember to win them with your song"

My mother sang in perfect harmony
although she never sang in a musical key

Speaking confidentially

Speaking confidentially
the fire that burnt inside of me
has turned to ash the tortured tree
that grows beside the anguished sea
Speaking confidentially

Speaking metaphorically
the earth I trust beneath my feet
is moving now ever so slightly
I shift my feet but feel no relief
Speaking metaphorically

Speaking hypothetically
if the air you breathed was so unique
would you use it up to idly speak
or horde it for a rainy week
Speaking hypothetically

Speaking kind of cryptically
the sea that raged beside the tree
burning bright for all to see
it just might mean the most to me
Speaking kind of cryptically

Now I know

Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken
Now I know, now I know what it means to be bared
You in the chair perceptibly sinking
I'm on my knees once again made aware
of the world out there
Grief is a word to describe the absense of feeling
Now I know, now I know what it means to be broken

Now I know, now I know,
now I know what it means to be broken
Now I know, now I know,
now I know what it means to be bared
You in the chair systematically sinking
I'm on my knees once again made aware
of the world out there
Grief is a word to describe the absense of feeling
Now I know, now I know,
Now I know what it means to be broken



Miles from our home

New Dawn Coming

Hold on honey, there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep you away

Are you born yet? Are you listening?
Are you sick of staring at the walls?

Are you hungry? Are you angry?
Are you wondering if there's anyone at all?

Hold on honey there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep you away
Keep on dreaming soon there'll be a reason
to see it through one more day

Are you weary? Are you sinking?
Are you tired of holding up the walls?

Are you done with all your thinking?
Have you found that there's no one at all?

Hold on honey there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep you away
Keep on dreaming soon there'll be a reason
to see it through one more day

Ain't got no answers here
What I see is not clear
Time to shake it around
Turn my world upside down
and watch as the stars come unhinged

Hold on honey there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep you away
Keep on dreaming soon there'll be a reason
to see it through one more day

Hold on honey there's a new dawn coming
and a big bird to sweep us away
Keep on dreaming soon there'll be a reason
to see it through one more day

Are you born yet?
Are you born yet?


Blue Guitar

I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to play all night long.
Singing songs of loss and love.
Singing songs till morning comes.

Ghosts in the basement
Screams from the kitchen
I tell you folks I'm leaving.
Seems I can already hear the door slammin'.
I tell you folks I think I'm leavin'.

Goodbye to the highway
Goodbye to the sky
I'm headed out goodbye, goodbye.
Goodbye to the highway
Goodbye to the sky
I'm headed our goodbye, goodbye.

I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to play all night long.
I wish I had a blue guitar,
A blue guitar to let you know somehow
You are not needed now.


Miles From Our Home

No one in sight for fifty miles
Sleeping fields sigh as I glide across their spines.
If I can just reach the crest of that hill
This whole day will tumble, out the night will spill.

The sky as still as a spinning top
Shooting stars drop like burning words from above
If I could just connect all these dots
The truth would tumble like a Cynic vexed by love.

And yet people keep saying
I'm miles from my home,
Miles from my home.

I met you again in my sleep last night,
These are days of slow boats and false starts.
Hearts remain under lock and key,
You will be the one to set them both free.

And yet people will tell you
You're miles from your home,
Miles from your home.

But that's where I want to be.
Out there searching,
Out here fumbling,
Out here waiting
For you and you for me.

The moon hangs like a question mark,
Pale as milk, bold as promise.
When will you share these sights with us?
When will we hold you in our arms?

And people will tell them
We're miles from our home,
Miles from our home.


Good Friday

Sat at my window watched the world
Wake up this morning
Purple sky slowly turning golden,
Distant elms so orange
You'd swear they're burning

All this flowing water
Has got my mind wandering.
Do you ever finally reach
A point of knowing
Or do you just wake up one day
And say, I am going?

What will I tell you
When you ask me why I'm crying
Will I point above
At the Red Tail gracefully soaring
Or down below where it's prey
Is quietly trembling?

Two thousand years ago Jesus is left there hanging.
Purple sky slowly turning golden.
Cowards at his feet loudly laughing.
Loved ones stumbling homeward
Their words reeling.
Red Tail above my head quietly soaring.
Waters turn from ice, creak is roaring.
He says, enough of all this shit I am going.


Darkling Days

The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.
The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.

Please do not forsake me now,
Sparkling gone
With darkling says
I drift at times I know it's true
But I always drift on back to you.

The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.

I have never tired of
Manna falling from above
When conscious thought
Meets careless heart
And two lost souls find one fresh start.

Lie me upon the earth
Feel it's curve beneath our spines,
Soon we'll follow it around,
One lost soul
Finally found.

The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.

These are known as darkling days
Rhyming schemes gone askew
Crackling gifts of light and air,
Exploding words,
Ours to share.

The beautiful is not chosen.
The chosen becomes beautiful.

Hollow as a Bone

She hugged his head so hard to her heart
it made her gasp for air
If this was not the way Love felt
then for love she did not care
I want to run beside a moving train
yelling farewells in the rain
The tears will be bittersweet,
'cause I know I'll see him again

If I lost you now,
I would feel as hollow as a bone

He could not help but hang his eyes
her beauty held him so
If this was not a state of Grace
then Grace he'd never know
I want to yell farewell from a crowded pier
just me and a thousand good-byes
The tears will be bittersweet,
'cause soon she'll be back my side

If I lost you now,
I would feel as hollow as a bone

You won't lose me, he replied,
together our lives have been sewn
If I lost you now,
I would feel as hollow as a bone
We will kiss goodnight under a starlit sky
whisper oaths at a lumbering moon
dream sweet dreams before the morning comes
and serves us the dawn in our room

If I lost you now,
I would feel as hollow as a bone

Someone Out There

Someone
Out there
Kneeling.

No one
Out there
Listening.

But what I want to know
Before you save my soul
Is who gave this power to that fucker up there?

Someone
Out there
Crying.

Someone
Out there
Waiting.

But what I want to know
Before I let you go
Is who gave this power to that fucker up there?

Summer of Our Discontent

Another note afloat upon this paper sea
Explain to me
how this can be

Another face erased
from this tidal pool
Found one day
then swept away

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent

Another day away
from clutching hands
Explain to me
how this can be

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent

Another falling wave
upon this crumbling beach
How many more
until we meet?

I will carry you my love
If you can carry me
through this summer of our discontent

No Birds Today

No birds today
Just this square patch of gray
Molting sky moving in on its morning prey

No words today
No one knocking at the gate
I lost my name long before I lost my way

I wonder what he thinks out there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
from here to there and the next day back

No birds today
Just this dull sky of gray
Winter's quickly moving in on its skulking prey

No dust today
No clouds rising from my driveway
No hope drifting slowly my way

I wonder what he thinks in there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
from here to there and the next day back

Cold bars of steel
I'm beginning to dig the feel
of all that disappears into....ethereal

Cold words of hate
Now I'm seeing how things break
Much too late now to cure my mistakes

I wonder what he thinks in there
Pastures turn from black to green and black again
The sun it carves a well worn path
from here to there and the next day back

No birds today
Just this barren stretch of gray
Just this barren stretch of gray

Those Final Feet

Place my body on the funeral pyre,
cut it loose to float downstream
Leave it frozen on a mountain top,
suspend it high to be picked clean

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

Last night I dreamt of owls at my window
I knew that time was winding down
Turned to tell you of my premonition,
changed my mind and lay back down

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

No sense wasting the time you got,
you got to walk down every road
No sense pretending that you're what you're not,
when you got to shoulder every load

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

Cut it loose, cut it loose, cut it loose

You said never to grow old,
but you forgot to tell me how
You said never to grow old
and then you sank your teeth into those final feet

At the End of the Rainbow

Again,
At the end of the rainbow
Again,
No gold to be found
Just this cold unmade bed
The last 3 words you said
And this buzzing on the telephone line

Paris, well, there is fog on the Seine
Amsterdam still courses through my veins
All these dark crazy sights,
Wouldn't be so bad
If I could just taste your breath once again

Honey I saw your daddy
Lying by the roadside
His feet sticking out of a sack
Honey they'll be calling
To tell you that your daddy
Never will be coming back

Again
At the end of the rainbow
Again,
No words to be found
Just this voice sad and alone
Me wishing I was home
And the silence on the telephone line

Rarities, B Sides and Slow, Sad Waltzes

I Saw Your Shoes

I saw your shoes by the kitchen door and I knew I missed you
I saw your shoes by the front door and I began to miss you more
I saw your shoes on the landing and Lord I knew I cared
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I longed to have you there

I saw your shoes by the record player and I wished you'd call me
I saw your shoes by the TV set I prayed you'd call
I saw your shoes by the couch and I longed to feel your touch, babe
I saw your shoes pretty baby and I had to have you there

I see your shoes by the shower stall and I begin to wondering
I see your shoes by the bedroom door and my heart starts pounding
I see your shoes at the foot of the bed and I start laughing
I see your shoes, pretty baby, but most of all I see you

Five room love story

I met her in a church on a Sunday evening
not late on Saturday night
She sang Ave Maria
a little flat and out of time
but that's what drew me to her
so that's alright
As she placed a nickle in the basket
that I held before her
I asked her to be my wife

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

I hear their talk and I watch them swap
their old black and whites
Bitter and beaten
they talk of life's cheatin'
like old boxers comparing scars

All I remember is a smile at the top of every working morning
and a shoulder always willing and able
and all those nights that we'd spend just sitting
and talking around our kitchen table

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

Five rooms made stronger by the breaking and the healing
of the two hearts they protected within
Now one heart left aching
just piecing and painting
these walls with the memories of all that is real

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
because you cared

And there's one cardboard heart
for every time you said "I love you"
A painted star for every secret that we shared
A dried lima bean and small plastic birds
Because you cared

Sad To See The Season Go

Hollow boned and feathered
She fell to him,
Wriggling perdition she plucked
From deep within.
Feasted high on flowering branches
The fruit of his heart he gave willingly
For her song.

From fresh wounds
Were gathered thick sheaves of love.
He lay open palmed to her world:
She stretched in arched abeyance,
Holding thunderclap and starlight in one mind.

Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.

Indian corn and the bitter taste of envy in the air.
Mired now in cyclic decay.
The nag of conquest.
Skeletal arms
Embrace a withering world.

Sad to see the season go.
I'll miss the crackling of the air,
The loss of all I know.
Sad to see the season go.

Locked here these dreams of you,
Imperfect dormant seeds.

There is a dignity
To this solitude,
A sparkling ambiguity
Both liquid and solid at one time.

If you gotta go, go now

( Bob Dylan Cover )

Listen to me baby there's something that you must see
I want to be with you babe if you want to be with me.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night.

Its not that I am asking you to take part in any kind of quest
It's just that I ain't got no watch and you keep asking me what time it is.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

I am just a poor girl trying to connect
I certainly don't want you thinking that I ain't got any respect.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

It ain't that I am wanting anything that you never gave before.
It's just that I'll be sleeping and it will be too dark for you to find the door.
But if you gotta go its all right.
But if you gotta go, go now or else you got to stay all night

Love's still there

Door slams, car starts, he's on the road.
She's left there sitting angry and alone
Thinking of what she should have said
Or maybe she should have gone to bed
Now his words are swirling around in her head.

He said and then she said
And then they both yelled together.
Neither one hearing or listening to the other
Words like I never and you don't understand
One word then another until the whole thing's out of hand.

But love's still there
It's just hiding in the dark cause it's scared.
Hang on to those feelings that you know are true
And remember that this person means everything to you.

Siren scream breaks through her dreams
She rolls to her right.
She realizes that he's still lost to the night.
She gets out of bed both worried and mad,
She prays that he's safe, her anger holds back her dread.

Door opens and in walks her baby
With a look on his face that says I'm sorry.
Now's not the time to play silly games
So you reach out your hand and he does the same.

To lay me down

To lay me down once more.
To lay me down
With my head in sparkling clover.
Let the world go by all lost in dreaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.

To be with you once more.
To be with you
With our bodies close together.
Let the world go by like clouds a-streaming.
To lay me down one last time.
To lay me down.

To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.

To lie with you once more.
To lie with you
With our dreams entwined together.
To lie beside you my love still sleeping.
To tell sweet lies one last time
And say goodnight.

To lay me down.
To lay me down.
To lay me down.
One last time.
To lay me down.

A Few Simple Words

What does he see in those mashed potatoes?
What secrets does he hold that can be so grim?
The silence like a canyon dividing them
He's on one side she's opposite him
Trying so desperately to get his attention.

She says, "Honey, you're a bastard of great proportion."
He says, "Darling, I plead guilty to that sin."
With potatoes half way to his mouth
He looks her in the eye and says, "without a doubt,
My love for you is all that I believe in".

With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.

What does she gain by all this sulking?
What troubles can there be for one so young?
Dark tension building like the clouds of a storm
Her daughters in her room and she's at the door
Trying to figure what all this fuss is for.

She says, "mother, you're a witch and i'll always hate you".
She says, "Daughter, perhaps these words you speak are true".
She quietly moves towards the bed,
Looks her in the eye gently says,
"But I will always believe in you".

With those few simple words her heart is sent soaring
She's able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter she knows that she matters
And somebody out there cares.

What do we need to keep us going?
What do we need at the end of the day?
Mysteries keep piling like dirty clothes in the corner.
You never thought you'd give up, but you're beginning to wonder
When through the gloom you hear a familiar voice say....

...a few simple words that send your heart soaring
You're able to face another day.
Through the anger and the laughter you know that you matter
And somebody out there cares.

River Waltz

I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To a place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."

In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.

And if one day we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone
We will stand and take stock and be grateful
For what we've not lost.

We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
Head across the valley to where the aspen trees
Shiver as they ascend - the green hills rising to blue.
At the edge of the chopping we will turn
And bid fond "adieu".

All that I know to be true
Is the touch of your hand on my skin.
One look from you can so easily soothe
All this turmoil within

As we dance cheek to cheek
With our feet so completely
Locked in a time all our own.
I stop to speak
But you gently keep me
Moving in time to the song.
And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
You say, "let the world spin."

I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her i'll say,
"i'll fold you in two and i'll carry you away
To place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth."

In return i'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin.
While the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in.

Leaving normal

It's been a long time since i've seen the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the deserts of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction
I didn't recognize a single soul there
Now I'm leaving Normal and I'm heading for who knows where

"Excuse mister is that seat taken can I put my bag over here
You know, this trip would go a whole lot smoother if you'd take your hand from there
No I'm not from around here and my name's not little darlin"
Why's there one in every crowd and why do I attract them
Funny how the smell of a Greyhound bus now smells like a fresh start to me
And how the sound of steelbelts on asphalt is now the sound of breaking free
But I'd trade all those cancelled tickets for a single return fare
To a station with a loved one waiting there

I've finally learned that there's good and bad and that girl can do some choosing
Of that I'm glad cause this heart and face won't take any more bruising
And the next time that I fall into another's arms there's one thing of which i'll be certain
That he can bear the weight of the love I give without considering it a burden

It's been a long time since I saw the high plains of Expectation
And I'm way past the lowlands and the desert of Failure and Doubt
And the last time I passed through Satisfaction I felt like a stranger there
Now I'm leaving Normal wherever I'm headed, I don't care

The water is wide

The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I.

Oh love is gentle and love is kind
The sweetest flower when first it blooms
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew.

The water is wide, I cannot cross over
Neither have I wings to fly
Give me a boat that can carry two
And both shall row, my love and I
And both shall row,
My love and I

Open

I did it all for you

(i did it all for you)

She took his dentures from his mouth
And placed them in her own.
Took a shovel from the shed
And then dragged him from their home.
(i did it all for you.)
Left a note tacked to the door,
"paid in full" is what it said.
High above i look below
And watch her slowly go.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.

(i did it all for you)

He stuck his fingers in their backs
To count the holes he bore.
Doused them all in kerosene
And moved to bolt the door.
(i did it all for you)
Called his dad and said goodbye
As his lit match hit the floor.
High above i look below
And watch them slowly go.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.

(i did it all for you)

Set his guilt before his rage
Set it like a wall
To protect what he once knew as love,
But which he never knew at all.
River, like magnesium,
Burns.
(i did it all for you)
(i did it all for you)

Dragging hooks

Can't lose the taste of this river mud,
Black water in my lungs.
They say you can't step in the same river twice
Well i've been stepping in this river seems like most my life.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that sheep shank tight
Cast into the river boys
We're dragging for those lost years tonight.

There's a man whose lost his wife
Said she'd be home by eight,
But that was well on three weeks ago
Now he's walking those banks searching for clues to her fate.

See that girl she's lost her boy
Flash flood stole him away.
Now she keeps a vigil on that suspension bridge
Praying for that river to return him one day.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that clove hitch tight
Cast into the river boys
We're dragging for lost love tonight.

Can't lose the taste of this river mud
Black water in my lungs.
They say even the weariest river in the end will find the sea
But here among the cat tails all we discuss is breaking free

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
Tie that sheep shank tight
Cast into the water boys
We're dragging for lost souls tonight.

Bread and wine

Well i'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
But the one that i'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head.
I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy,
But whatever i've ignited will still burn in me.

Bread and wine, bread and wine, your heart ain't nearly as guilty as mine.

I'm a dark heavy heart. I'm a soul full of holes.
I'm a boat that is sinking, muddy waters threatening this baggage in my hold.
And there's a line in my head from an old gospel song,
But no matter how hard i try, the words they just come out wrong.

Bread and wine, bread and wine your thoughts aint nearly as wicked as mine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine your cross aint nearly as heavy as mine.

I've been graced by the gift of a gold wedding band.
I've been soothed by the simple caress of my true love's hand.
And yet i'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
And the one that i'm with is not the one that i'm dreaming of.

Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine, won't you please be my bread and wine.

Upon still waters

(a curly blonde disaster
Lying out there)

He said, "you make me feel
As desired as a crackling fire."
She said, "i saw a man out walking
Upon still waters….

(i want to lie beside you
In a warm bed,

Feel your heart
Beat in my throat.)

….and no one stopped to stare.
There he was all, alone,
Out walking upon still waters."

He said, "you can feel it fall,
All at once upon the land."
She said, "you don't know what you've missed
Until you've walked upon still waters."

(a curly blonde disaster)

Dark hole again

Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder
On which i can depend.
Someone give me a handhold
To help me ascend.
Someone give me a reason
To start up these walls once again.

Lost in those gray clouds again.
Trying to punch my way through them
As fear settles in.
Earth growing larger as i fall into a spin.
Someone give me a reason
To take on those gray clouds again.

Caught in this rip tide again.
My mouth wide open,
The sea pouring in.
Perhaps i'll just float here
And see where this journey ends.
Until someone gives me a reason
To stay clear of those rip tides again.

Thousand year prayer

Here we all are at the end of "the century of beauty lost".
We greedily ate what you gave us, the rest we tossed.
We've trapped all your rivers, paved every pass,
Pulled at your sky till we caused it to rip.
But you've got jimi hendrix so lets call it an even split.

I've met a girl who has turned my whole world upside down.
The stars i once stretched for, now litter the ground.
I am cursed by too little, or is it too much belief,
In the strength of another man's words.
But i've got a girl, thank you lord.

Here we all are at the start of another thousand years.
All those love stories, yet to be told.
Ours is this river asleep at our feet,
Blessed by this wet autumn day.
Here we all are……

I'm so open

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting for that finger to point your way.
Just keep running. Just keep running.

New ones quickly burning.
Old ones die away.
Fires lit to say goodbye or hello.
Which way you looking? Which way you looking?

Count all wounds that brought you here.
Lay your blessings end to end.
Rid yourself of all regrets
Because here is where it all begins.
A bumbler's game, a cheaters wheel
Where the winner pays the highest cost.
You've laid your marker now watch the ball.
Hold your breath its about to fall.

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting there is someone i don't know who.
I'm so open, i'm so open.

I don't sleep most nights,
Just lie awake and count my blessings.

I'll take this endless life
Of perfect pointless mornings.

I'll hold you till the morning comes
'Cause it's all that i can do.

I'm so open. I'm so open.

I don't like these last goodbyes.
I don't like goodbyes.

Small swift birds

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
Once the wildest river is now a trickle to the sea.
The peak we risk our lives to scale becomes dirt beneath our feet.
The wisdom of a life time always disappears untapped.
Paradise once given will always be taken back.
And the love you hang your life upon will start to slowly crack.

I have seen people suffocate the dream.
Forgetting to turn that one last time while she watches through the door.
Focusing on the garbage that she use to ignore.
Thinking she looks so beautiful but not yelling it out loud.
He should have thought to kiss her before he headed out.
Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are to have found her in such a crowd.

But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn day.
We were handed the weight of a child sleeping and bore her away.
We've tasted the tears that fall when saying goodbye forever.
And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon wash upon the shore.

I have heard about the lives of small swift birds.
They dazzle with their colour and their deftness through the air.
Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there.
Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings.
The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring.
And then there's the day we look for them and can't find them anywhere.

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.

Beneath the gate

She was found beneath the gate,
Forsaken at the gate.
Who would have thought that so much love
Could be so carelessly misplaced.
Found. Beneath the gate.

We gazed upon the moon,
A honed and whetted moon.
Wondered if you saw the same
An hour from your mothers womb.
Gazing at the moon.

We stood beneath the gate.
Three beneath the gate.
The rare good will of the random world,
Smiling like a sickle moon.

She was found beneath the gate.
Forsaken at the gate.
Found beneath the gate.

Close my eyes

I want to walk away
Like judas from the table
Turn my back
And walk away

I want to close my eyes
Like that novice at the altar
Bow my head
And close my eyes

Sorrow took love's splintered hands
And waltzed her 'cross a painted floor
Whispered softly in her ear
"let's get outta here"

I'm going to breathe the air
That my children will be breathing
Breathe them out
And breathe them in again

I'm going to close my eyes
And walk away
Turn my back
Bow my head
And close my eyes

One soul now

One soul now

Abandon all those precious things.
One soul now
Carry only what twilight brings.
One soul now
Watch the colour drain from the sky.
One soul now
Stillness settles, glides on by.
One soul now

I don't understand how these things
Move the way they do.
Collide the way they do.
Feel the way they do.
When we touch the way we do.

Fireflies drift on a midnight fog.
One soul now
Twinkling gifts from a puzzling god.
One soul now
Journey out into the fields.
One soul now
Crane our necks and watch us wheel.
On soul now

I don't understand how these things
Move the way they do.
Collide the way they do.
Feel the way they do.
When we touch the way we do.

Feel the weight of all those slings
One soul now
Carrying only what twilight brings
One soul now

Why this one

Of all the lives to live why this one?
Filled with could-have-been. No fun.
Countless nights of anxious frustrations.
Of all the lives to live why this one?

Of all the souls to meet why these two?
One, old and dark, furious as a shrugging ocean.
The other, shiny, fresh as a winter morning.
Of all the souls to meet why these two?

Another night in bed with you
Another day beside you gone.
Slipping softly off to sleep
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"

A dusty simple-minded piece of fiction.
Strange and odd, twisted as a contradiction.
A glittering jewel of flaws and celebration.

Another night in bed with you
Another day beside you gone.
Slipping softly off to sleep
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
You say, "do you ever wonder why this one?"
Why this one, why this one, why this one?

My wild child

Betrayed? It's the question
That i am asking.
Or just a lucky one deceived by too much love.

Confused. Is the issue.
I'm in need of high rescue.
Another lucky one stunned by too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.

Lost. Is the place
Where i'm hammering stakes.
Sign says, "a lucky one done in by too much love."

Saved. Is the state
That we are told was graced.
He was just a lucky one betrayed by too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.

Life. Is the riddle
Of which we're caught in the middle.
A couple of lucky ones
Tangled up in too much love.

My wild child
She's my salvaged shipwreck.
My wild child she's my stone.
My wild child
She's my constant reminder.
My wild child she's my home.
My wild child brings me home.

From hunting ground to city

To hunting ground from city.
That's where my baby took me with her smile.
To hunting ground from city.
I never thought that i'd have to retrace those miles.
It's been a while since i've seen that smile
Appear upon her face
And now i find i'm slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

To hunting ground from city.
Our daughters eyes they took us for a ride.
To hunting ground from city.
Cat's eyes sparkling, blue eyes in my mind.
We said goodbye under a drop of sky
We left her in that place
And now we find we're slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

From hunting ground from city.
The journey down is sure to be a laugh.
From hunting ground from city.
At least we'll have each other to see it pass.
I've seen that line of broken minds
And i fear to join it's ranks,
But still i find i'm slowly drifting back
From hunting ground to city.

Stars of our stars

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Singing " the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the first day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Dancing to "the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Came up the second day.
The moon did set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars did disappear.

Times at night in the spill of light
You catch a glimpse.
You make a start with an eager heart,
But it always slips.
And then everything shifts.

Stars of our stars.
Dreams of my dreams.
You come to me
Trailing "the stars of our stars".

The stars of our stars
Will come up the third day.
The moon will set.
The sun comes up.
And all the stars will disappear.

Notes falling slow

My love swears that he is made of truth
I do believe him though i know he lies.
I've caught him creeping 'round darkened holes.
I've caught him staring at distant skies.

I would have seen it coming but i'm blind with age.
Too much time on the battle line.
Shut it all out just let the notes fall slow.

Slow.

My love lives inside a haze of gloom.
He fears today, what might come tomorrow.
Seeks the shadow, shuns the light.
Bleeds for knowledge, prepares for sorrow.

I would have seen it coming but i'm blind with age.
Too much time on the battle line.
Shut it all out just let the note fall slow.

Slow.

This ain't no depression, just notes falling slow.
An early snow and notes falling slow.
Do i have the strength to bear their passion?
An early snow and notes falling slow.

No long journey home

This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no trip across the tracks.
This ain't no dead end street
There ain't no turning back.
This ain't no long journey home.

Another tale about an aging man,
A tried but twisted plot,
Another hero finding out that he's not.
Act one we watch the onion peel.
Act two the tragic flaw revealed.
In three we close our eyes as his fate's sealed.

This ain't no long journey home.

Here's a story about a once young girl
Whose life has turned to rot.
Thought she found her dreams but she had not.
Act one we see her bold and strong.
Act two we watch her fumble along.
In three we close our eyes as all goes wrong.

This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no trip across the tracks.
This ain't no dead end street
There ain't no turning back.
This ain't no long journey home.

A cautionary tale for all who come this way,

A warning writ in water.
Act one you'll see it all so clear.
Act two you'll watch it disappear.
In three open your eyes and stare down your fears.

'Cause this ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.
This ain't no long journey home.

He will call you baby

He will call you baby
But will he listen when you cry?
He will call you sweetheart
But always seem apart.
He will tear all your fences down,
Trample all into the ground.
He will call you baby.

She will call you honey
And leave you twisting in the wind.
She will call you darling,
Keep you stunned and wondering.
She will take you to another world
Where the winds of confusion swirl.
She will call you honey.

We should call them lucky
As they watch their babies dance.
Or maybe call them crazy
For even thinking they have a chance.
They will carry her as far as they can
Then abandon her once again,
They will call her baby.
They will call her baby

Simon keeper

Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost.

Gather 'round now people, i'm here to tell a tale
About a man who walks among you, a man you each know well.
My name is simon keeper i had a wife and three grown kids,
A job in the towers cooking the books for the shills that grease the skids.

Irony oh irony, you are a bitter fruit to eat.
Stripped of all your beauty your flesh is none too sweet.

Now i ain't the most honest man that ever worked a skim.
I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar and brother that was it.
Fifty-four and a big black mark upon my resume,
I found selling off what you don't own might earn you the time of day.

Next it was a letter from my darling one,
"what's yours is mine, what's mine is mine",
Sealed with a hug and kiss.
One by one my children closed their lives to me.
Lesson learned on daddy's knee,
"give no quarter to the weak".

Irony oh irony, you are the polar seed of truth,
You grow upon the open plain the faithful you uproot.

Kicked around 'bout a year living hand to mouth,
Then one day tryin' to bum a light i felt my will give out.
Sat right down on the corner, started prayin' a little too loud.
Left my troubles far behind
When i saw them emptying their pockets out.

Irony oh irony, you are a treacherous son of a bitch,
Pretending not to care about the heights you'll never reach.

Now i won't start in preaching 'bout reaping what you sow,
This is the story of a half-hearted man,
Half honest as they go.
But sit on down and rest a spell i've got another tale to tell.
About a lost young man in a far away land whose life is just too easy to sell.

Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross.
Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost.

The slide

Jesus, sweet jesus if you're listening
Can you pass me to your pa.
I'm having a hard time understanding
Why he's so cruel and demanding
With his love.

Darling, sweet darling keep whispering
I'll find you through this din.
Sitting and watching,
Two flames busy dancing
To our love.

Grab on to this moment, inhale it
And hold it inside.
Savour its sweetness,
Yearn for the slide.

Jesus, sweet jesus if you're listening
Can you pass me to your pa.
I'm having a hard time understanding
Why he's so discriminating
With his love



Early 21st century blues

License to kill

( Bob Dylan )

Man thinks 'cause he rules the earth
He can do with it as he please
And if things don't change soon, he will
Oh, man has invented his doom
First step was touching the moon
Now there's a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grow still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Now, they take him and they teach him
And they groom him for life
And they set him on a path where he's bound to get ill
Then they bury him with stars
Sell his body like they do used cars
Now there's a woman on my block
She just sit there facin' the hill
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Now, he's hell bent for destruction
He's afraid and confused
And his brain has been mismanaged with great skill
All he believes are his eyes
And his eyes they just tell him lies
But there's a woman on my block
Sitting there in a cold chill

She say who gonna take away his license to kill

May be noisemaker, spirit maker
Heartbreaker, backbreaker
Leave no stone unturned
May be an actor in a plot
That might be all that you got
Till your error you clearly learn

Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool
And when he sees his reflection he's fulfilled
Oh, man is opposed to fair play
He wants it all and he wants it his way
Now, there's a woman on my block
She just sit there as the night grow still
She say who gonna take away his license to kill

Two soldiers

( Traditional )

He was just a blue-eyed boston boy
His voice was low with pain
I'll do your bidding commrad mine
If i ride back again
But if you ride back and i am dead
You'll do as much for me
Mother, you know, must hear the news
So write to her tenderly

She's a-waiting at home like a patient saint
Her fallen face paled with woe
Her heart would be broken when i am gone
I'll see her soon, i know.
Just then the order came to charge
For an instant hand touched hand
They sayed "aye" and away they rode
That brave and devoted band

Straight was the course to the top of the hill
And the rebels they shot and shelled
Plowed furroughs of death through the toiling ranks
And guarded them as they fell
There soon was a horrible dying yell
From heights that they could not gain
And those who doom and death had spared
Rode slowly back again

But among the dead that were left on the hill
Was the boy with curly hair
The tall dark man who fought by his side
Lay dead beside him there
Well there was was no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
The words that her lover had said
While mother at home is awaiting her boy
She'll only know he's dead
She'll only know he's dead

December skies

September skies,
Bodies falling
Never again will you catch me admiring
Those vast september skies.

October skies,
Hate is flying.
Crimson leaves slowly falling
From azure october skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it.

November skies,
Heart is sinking.
No telling where they're leading
These grey november skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it.

December skies, star will be rising.
Will we heed those lessons ringing
Through those dark december skies.

Time to kill our children
And sing about it.
Let's all kill our children
And sing about it.

This world dreams of

Try to find the reference
It makes no difference to me.
Draw your own conclusions,
Add to my confusion if you please.
The time for concessions
And midnight confessions is long gone.
I'll sit here in the silence
And wait for all the violence to engulf me.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

Vengeance has been tasted,
Hatred cultivated,
Its an old game.
Everyone gets fatter,
People choose what matters,
There's no shame.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

Simple as a folk tale,
Deadly as a stairwell,
It surrounds you.
Stupid men and bastards
Always bite their masters.
They will get you.

I hate to take the easy way out, now people,
But options are closing down fast.
More things are wrought by prayer
Than this world dreams of.

This world dreams of……

Brothers under the bridge

( Bruce Springsteen )

Saigon, it was all gone
The same coke machines as the streets i grew on
Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town
Up here there's too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come the santa ana's, man, that dry brush'll light
Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Had enough of town and the street life
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife
Now i don't want no trouble and i ain't got none to give
Me and the brothers under the bridge

I come home in '72
You were just a beautiful light in your mama's dark eyes of blue
I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid
Me and the brothers under the bridge

Come veteran's day i sat in the stands in my dress blues
I held your mother's hand when they passed with the red, white and blue
One minute you're right there . . . Then something slips . . .

You're missing

( Bruce Springsteen )

Shirts in the closet, shoes in the hall
Mama's in the kitchen, baby and all
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Coffee cups on the counter, jackets on the chair
Papers on the doorstep, you're not there
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
But you're missing

Pictures on the nightstand, tv's on in the den
Your house is waiting, your house is waiting
For you to walk in, for you to walk in
But you're missing, you're missing

You're missing when i shut out the lights
You're missing when i close my eyes
You're missing when i see the sun rise
You're missing

Children are asking if it's alright
Will you be in our arms tonight?

Morning is morning, the evening falls i got
Too much room in my bed, too many phone calls
How's everything, everything?
Everything, is everything you're missing, you're missing

God's drifting in heaven, devil's in the mailbox
I got dust on my shoes, nothing but teardrops

Handouts in the rain

( Richie Havens )

You can talk about your neighbor
You can grab him by the collar
You can hurt him only if he hollers
"let me go…let me go"

But we all know that's old-fashioned
And it can only lead to pain
Where we might end up on the corner
Taking handouts in the rain

You can bomb your foreign brother
You can hurt him until he dies
You can kill him until he never asks you why
You're on his land…you're on his land

But we all know that's all over
And that can only lead to blame
Where we might end up for our country
Taking handouts in the rain

You can trample on your sister
You can hurt her only if she cries
You can hurt her only if she cares
With all her heart…with all her heart

But we all know she'd be a mother
And that could only lead to shame
Where she might end up for her children
Taking handouts in the rain

Teach your children stories
You can fill them full of lies
You can make them all despise
One another…one another

But when they all find out later
And they call us by our rightful names
And send us shamefully to old age
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain
Taking handouts in the rain

Isn't it a pity

( George Harrison )

Isn't it a pity
Now, isn't it a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity

Some things take so long
But how do i explain
When not too many people
Can see we're all the same
And because of all their tears
Their eyes can't hope to see
The beauty that surrounds them
Isn't it a pity

Isn't it a pity
Isn't is a shame
How we break each other's hearts
And cause each other pain
How we take each other's love
Without thinking anymore
Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity

Forgetting to give back
Isn't it a pity
Forgetting to give back
Now, isn't it a pity

No more

( Traditional )

No more my lord
No more my lord
Lord i'll never turn back, no more

I have found in him
Many resting place
And he has made me glad

No more my lord
No more my lord
Lord i'll never turn back, no more.

Jesus, the man i am looking for
Can you tell me where
He has gone?

Go down, go down
In my flower yard
And perhaps you may find
Find him there.

I don't want to be a soldier

( John Lennon )

Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Hit it!

Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly
Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry
Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

I'm tilting on the break of shit
Decisions making in my life
Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it
There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it
Like them bills i hate to pay
Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier
I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either
So why does mama cry?
She needs to feed her child
But she's a child in her father's eyes
Ya'll better recognize
The power parents recking with
Does it make sense to make way for censorship?
It's brains we messing with
Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips
Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit.
I don't wanna lie
Cheaters will cheat
Some will rather reach jesus
Before meeting defeat
I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets
Sometimes my eyes
Can't believe what they see,
On tv, young like me sent over seas
Sent over greed i believe
Is this what we need?
Yo these guys like me.
To add fire to the fuel
Life twisted my views
Just from flicking the news
I gives me the early 21st century blues
But we making it threw
Make what you make it
You can't redo what you do
I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues
Peace.

One

( U2 )

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you now
You've got someone to blame

You say one love one life
When its one need in the nightone love we get to share it
It leaves you baby if you dont care for it

Did i disappoint you
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without

Well it's too late tonight
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to carry each other carry each other one

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play jesus
To the lepers in your head?

Did i ask too much more than a lot
You gave me nothing now it's all i got
We're one but we're not the same
Well we hurt each other then we do it again

You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law
You ask me to enter, but then you make me
And i can't be holding on to what
When all you got is hurt one love one blood
One life you got to do what you should
One life with each othersisters brothers
One life but we're not the same
We get tocarry each other carry each other one

At the End of Paths Taken

Brand new world

Mouths to feed, shoes to buy
Rent to pay, tears to dry
Brand new world
I can't relate
Let us choose
To not participate

Open up
Let me wander in
Your heart is not
Such a tender thing
Brand new world
I contend
Only love
Will stop the withering

Oh, to lie in wait
As the shadows and the shapes
Spill across the walls
Like a river
Deep
In spate

Four am
Dark reality
Brand new world
And my heart
Is missing

Still lost

Settling now
Once again
What was begun
Will meet it's end

Running now
Time to hide
Go inside
It's time to hide

Here we stand at the end of paths taken
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we're still lost

Waiting now
Dull roots twinning
Keeping watch
For new roots shining

There you stand at the edge of salvation
(guiding light inspiration)
The slow decline
The crumbling foundation, the stations, and now the cross
But we're still lost

Cutting board blues

If you've gone and made your mind up
About leaving tomorrow
Take it all, but leave
My cutting board behind

I can see my way ahead
I reach this closed doorway
Try as i might
I can't find my way behind

Do you see the end of time
Or a new level
Next time, alone
We'll leave the others behind

If you've gone and made your mind up
'bout leaving tomorrow
Take it all, but leave
My cutting board behind

Spiral down

Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

I've laid it out on paper
Instructions of what to do
As my mind begins to waver
Losing contact with you

Now it all begins
Or continues to
Spiral down
Spiral down

Look upon the self
Look upon the other
We need a better understanding
Or we'll spiral down

Spiral down
Continue to spiral down
I'm no where near my peace
As you spiral down

My little basquiat

My little boy on the kitchen floor
(my little basquiat)
Stick men fighting stick dinosaurs
(my little basquiat)
Colours leaping all over the mat
(my little basquiat)
The kitchen floor is where it's at
For my little basquiat

One day
He'll be golden
Maybe chosen
Perhaps to lead
One day
He'll be shaken
Maybe taken
Perhaps to bleed

My big girl swinging from the bars
(my little comaniche)
Fist of stone flying above the yard.
(my little comaniche)
Halfway up is halfway down
(my little comaniche)
Or maybe it's the other way around
For my little comaniche

One day
She'll be moonlight
Maybe too bright
Perhaps, to shine
One day
She'll be found out
Maybe ground down
Perhaps she'll cry

My little girl on her mothers lap
(my little panchen lama)
Sucking on her fingers, surveying the roadmap
(my little panchen lama)
Seems to be the only one around
(my little panchen lama)
That sees the red lights at the end of town
(my little panchen lama)

One day
They'll be older
Maybe bolder
Perhaps, than me
One day
They'll be rising
Maybe living
Perhaps, in peace

Someday soon

Someday soon
I'm going to find myself a saviour
Sit him on the naugahide
And make him tell me the answers
Someday soon
He'll look at me
With the word in his eyes
He'll notice the hero to come
Someday soon

Someday soon
I'm going to find myself a leader
Someone who can take me
By the hand towards safety
Someday soon
With only a wink
He'll tell me all i need know
His personal call will come
Someday soon

Find myself another heart to carry this weight
Find another part to take

Someday soon
I'm going to find myself a banner
March when they tell me to
Cheer when it matters
Someday soon
Let's take our place
At the back of the bus
Erase all the lies we've been told
Shoulder the load of those that are dear
And look to the days to come
Someday soon

Follower 2

My father's stories fell upon us
Filled us with his light
Gospels, fertile minds
Taking root, taking root

His pocket change would jingle
Sacramental bells
Heads tucked low
Sneaking peaks, sneaking peaks

And the rain comes down
It's dark, and the browns
Begin to bite
Here you will always be
Behind me, and you will not go away

There he sleeps, an untamed land
Dark corners yet discovered

His heart yet to be
Trod upon, trod upon

I can't bare to hear his breathing
Simply knowing what's to come

I can't bare to hear your breathing
Knowing what's to come

It really doesn't matter anyway

The singer brought her to tears
But they were my words not hers
What I said, or didn't say
It doesn't really matter anyway

Beside me, you looked so small
So I'm the one now that makes you crawl
A misplaced word, nothing brutish
Can serve as the sand to extinguish the flame
It doesn't really matter anyway

It doesn't really matter anyway
It doesn't really matter anyway
It doesn't really matter anyway
It doesn't really matter anyway

Blue eyed savior

Where'd you go my blue eyed saviour
Where'd you go my darling one
Lying on that field of honour
Not sure what you're waiting on
And she won't let him through the door
Her mind is ticking through those tumbling years
The one's he promised he'd be there for
She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I've never heard such nonsense
I've never heard such lies

What to do with our sputtering engine
What to do with our fading star
Leaving us to wander freely
Trying to find out where we are
And I can't bear to see him go
There is just too much left on the table
There has been too much left alone
She says, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I've never heard such nonsense
I've never heard such lies

Listen to my wide eyed bundle
Listen to them assail the night
Lost again in their caves of wonder
Leaving us alone outside
And I can barely stand the simple pleasure
Each breath carrying just a little more weight
As I bend to adjust the comforter
I think, “hope: the belief that loved ones will never die”
I've never heard such nonsense
I've never heard such lies

Mountain

You speak your love
You turn, are gone
What kind of love
You thinking of

Can you tell me how this mountain got so high

Moments worth
The price of myths
Lifting from our fingertips
Reaching for the next hand hold on the wall

How'd this mountain get so high
How'd this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

Step by step
We take on weight
The trick is now
To separate
Secure the good
Leave the rot behind

How'd this mountain get so high
How'd this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

No need for answers
But give them choice
A simple place
To hear their voice

Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

How'd this mountain get so high
How'd this mountain get so high
Can someone tell me how this mountain got so high

My only guarantee

Keep it coming
I've got your back
Do not fear
When I'm on deck
A bigger lie I've never told
A bigger story yet to unfold
My only guarantee: i will fuck you up

Another day
Of pure energy
What wears most
Is the constancy
A bigger job I've never had
A bigger burden I could not drag
My only guarantee: I will fuck you up

Strange how things
Come about
Will I ever know
How things turn out
A bigger wish I've never known
A bigger question I'm trying to hone
My only guarantee: I will fuck you up

 

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

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