Of The Girl
Oh he deals them off of the top. Ties them
off.
Fills it up with his past. Gets carried away.
Oh half his life a hand me down wasted away.
Oh he fills it up with the love of a girl.
Oh he left it alone drilled the pain with
money to buy.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his
getaway.
Oh he chose a path. Heavy the fall. Quarter
to four.
Fills his night with the thought of a girl.
How he makes his getaway. How he makes his
getaway.
How he makes his getaway. Get away.
Low Light
Clouds roll by
Reeling is what they say
Or is it just my way?
Wind blows by, low light
Side-tracked, low light
Can't see my tracks, your scent-way back
Can I be here all alone?
Clear a path to my home
Blood runs dry
Books and jealousy tell me wrong
All I feel, calm
Voice blows by, low light
Car crash, low light
Can't wear my mask, your first, my last
Voice goes by
Two birds is what they'll see
Getting lost upon their way
Wind rolls by, low light
Eye sight, low light
I need the light
I'll find my way from wrong, what's real?
The dream I see
Thumbing My Way
I have not been home since you left long
ago
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven
Counting steps, walking backwards on the road
I'm counting my way back to heaven
I can't be free with what's locked inside of me
If there was a key, you took it in your hand
There's no wrong or right, but I'm sure there's good and
bad
The questions linger overhead
No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven
I wish that I could hold you
I wish that I had
Thinking 'bout heaven
I let go of a rope, thinking that's what held me back
And in time I've realized, it's now wrapped around my neck
I can't see what's next, from this lonely overpass
Hang my head and count my steps, as another car goes past
All the rusted signs we ignore throughout our lives
Choosing the shiny ones instead
I turned my back, now there's no turning back
No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead
I smile, but who am I kidding?
I'm just walking the miles, every once in a while I'll get
a ride
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven
Thumbing my way back to heaven
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven...
Thin Air
There's a light, when my baby's in my arms.
There's a light, when the window shades are drawn.
Hesitate when I feel I may do harm to her.
Wash it off cause this feeling we can share.
And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
Byzantine is reflected in our pond.
There's a cloud, but the water remains calm.
Reaching in the suns fingers clutch the dawn to pass.
Even out, it's a precious thing to bear.
And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
Yes I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
It's not in my past to presume.
Love can keep on moving in both directions.
How to be happy and true is quest we're taking on together.
Take it on, on, on, on, on.
Take it on, on, on, on, on.
There's a light when my baby's in my arms.
And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
And I know she's reached my heart in thin air.
Yes I know she's reached my heart.
Fatal
How good is he?
how warm are his eyes
you'll see it's not a reprise
there he arrived
too late and too tethered away
to put on his suit and his tie
how good is he?
how warm is his heart
or ego telling him which place to park
did he relate, the message is clearly hardly
grounds for dismissal outright
grounds for dismissal outright
i wake up and wait up
when anger's in fashion
i wake up and wait up
it echoes through the mansions
i wake up and wait up
when april's in may, oh uh oh
i wake up and wait up
the answers are fatal
the answers are fatal
when i wait up and wake up
the answers are fatal
if he's truly out of sight
is he truly out of mind?
if he's truly out of sight..
Nothing As It Seems
Don't feel like home. He's a little out.
And all these words elope. It's nothing like your poem.
Putting in. Inputting in. Don't feel like methadone.
A scratching voice all alone it's nothing like your baritone.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that
he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees. Is nothing he concedes. It's home.
One uninvited chromosome. A blanket like
the ozone.
It's nothing as it seems. All that he needs.
It's home.
The little that he frees is nothing he believes.
Saving up a sunny day. Something maybe two
tone.
Anything of his own. A chip off the corner stone.
Who's kidding? Rainy day. A one way ticket headstone.
Occupations overthrown. A whisper through a megaphone.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that
he needs. It's home.
The little that he sees is nothing he concedes. It's home.
And all that he frees. A little bittersweet. It's home.
It's nothing as it seems. The little that you see it's home.
Man of the Hour
Tidal waves don’t beg forgiveness
'CRASHED' and on their way
Father he enjoyed collisions; others walked away
A snowflake falls in may.
And the doors are open now as the bells are ringing out
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Goodbye for now.
Nature has its own religion; gospel from
the land
Father ruled by long division, young men they pretend
Old men comprehend.
And the 'SKY BREAKS' at dawn; shedding light
upon this town
They’ll all come ‘round
Cause the man of the hour is taking his final bow
Goodbye for now.
And the road
The old man paved
The broken seams along the way
The rusted signs, left just for me
He was guiding me, love, his own way
Now the man of the hour is taking his final bow
As the curtain comes down
I feel that this is just goodbye for now.
Immortality
Vacate is the word...vengeance has no place
so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear...vessel stabbed...next up, volunteers
Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold
on...
But there's a trapdoor in the sun...immortality...
As privileged as a whore...victims in demand
for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than thou, how?
Surrendered...executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved, cigar box on the floor...
A truant finds home...and I wish to hold
on, too...
But saw the trapdoor in the sun...
Immortality...
I cannot stop the thought...I'm running in the dark...
Coming up a which way sign...all good truants must decide...
Oh, stripped and sold, mom...auctioned forearm...
And whiskers in the sink...
Truants move on...cannot stay long
Some die just to live...
Ohh...
Off He Goes
One...Two...One...Two
Know a man
His face seemed pulled and tense
Like he's ridin' on a motorbike
In the strongest winds
So I approach with tact
Suggest that he should relax
But he's movin' much too fast
Said he'll see me on the flip side
On this trip he's taken for a ride
He's been takin' too much on
There he goes with his perfectly unkept hope
There he goes
He's yet to come back
But I seen his picture
It doesn't look the same up on the rack
We go way back
I wonder 'bout his insides
It's like his thoughts are too big for his size
He's been taken...where, I don't know
Off he goes with his perfectly unkept hope
There he goes
And now I rub my eyes, for he has returned
Seems my preconceptions are what should have been burned
For he still smiles... And he's still strong
Nothing changed but the surroundin' bullshit
That has grown
And now he's home and we're laughin'
Like we always did, my same old, same old friend
Until a quarter to ten
I saw the strain creep in
He seems distracted and I know just what is going to happen
next
Before his first step, he's off again
Around the Bend
I am wishing you a well
Mind at peace within yourself
Covers up, I cast you off
I'll be watchin' as you breathe
I lie still, you move, I send you off around the bend
I hold you deep in my arms
My fingertips, they close your eyes
Off you dream my little child
There's a sun around the bend (2X)
All the evenings close like this
All these moments that I've missed
Please forgive me, won't you dear
Please forgive and let me share
With you around the bend
You're an angel when you sleep
How I want your soul to keep
On and on around the bend
I Believe In Miracles
I used to be on an endless run
Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one
A have been blessed with the power to survive
After all these years I'm still alive
I'm out here cookin' with the band
I'm no longer a solitary man
Every day my time runs out
Lived like a fool, that's what I was about, oh
I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Oh, I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Tattoo your name on my arm
I always said my girl's my good luck charm
If she could find a reason to forgive
Then I could find a reason to live
I used to be on an endless run
Believe in miracles 'cause I'm one
A have been blessed with the power to survive
After all these years I'm still alive
I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Oh, I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
I close my eyes and think how it might be
The future's here today
It's not too late
It's not too late, yeah!
I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Oh, I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Sleight Of Hand
Routine was the theme. He'd wake up wash
and pour himself into uniform.
Something he hadn't imagined being.
As the merging traffic passed he found himself staring down
at his own hands.
Not remembering the change. Not recalling the plan. Was
it?
He was okay but wondering about wandering.
Was it age by consequence or was he moved by sleight of
hand?
Mondays were made to fall. Lost on a road
he knew by heart.
It was like a book he read in his sleep. Endlessly.
Sometimes he hid in the radio watching other pull into their
homes.
While he was drifting.
On a line of his own. Off the line of the
side. Bye the by.
As dirt turned to sand. As if moved by sleight of hand.
When he reached the shore of his clip on
world he resurfaced to the norm.
Organized his few things. His coat and keys.
And he knew realizations would have to wait.
Till he had more time. More time.
A time to dream to himself. He waves goodbye
to his self.
I'll see you on the other side.
Another man moved by slight of hand.
All or None
It's a hopeless... situation
And I'm starting to believe
That this hopeless... situation
Is what I'm trying to achieve
But I try
To run on
Is all or none,... all or none
Here's the selfless confession
Leading me back to war
Can we help that,.. our destinations
Are the ones we've been before
I still try
To run on
But is all or none,... all or none
To myself I... surrender
To the one I'll never please
But I still try to run on
Oh I still try to run on
But it's all or none, all or none
Lukin
Drive down the street can't find the keys
to my own fucking home
I take a walk so I can curse my ass for being dumb
I make a right after the arches. . . stinking grease and
bone
Stop at the supermarket. . . people stare like I'm a dog
I'm gone to Lukin's... I gotta spot at Lukin's
Unlock the door at Lukin's. . . open the fridge
Now I know life's worth
I find the key but I return to find an open
door
Some fucking freak who claims I fathered by raping my son
I find my wife. I call the cops. This day's work's never
done.
The last I heard the freak was purchasing a fucking gun.
Parting Ways
Behind her eyes there's curtains and they've
been closed to hide the flames. Remains.
She know their futures burning but she can smile just the
same. Same.
And though her mood is fine today there's a fear they'll
soon be parting ways.
Standing like a statue. A chin of stone a
heart of clay. Hey.
And thought he's too big a man to say there's a fear they'll
soon be parting ways.
Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away.
Away. Away.
Drifting away. Drifting away. Drifting away. Away. Away.
Down
Down,… Fell by the wayside
No getting out
Down,… Cry me a river
Dried up and damned
The names,… Can be changed
But the place,… Is still the same
I am loaded, told that alls for naught
Holds me down
Rise,… Life is in motion
I’m stuck in line
Rise,… You cant be neutral
On a moving train
One day,… The symptoms fade
Think ill throw,… These pills away
And if hope could grow from dirt like me
It can be done
Wont let the light escape from me
Wont let the darkness swallow me
Can't Keep
I wanna shake
I wanna wind out
I wanna leave
This mind and shout
I've lived
All this life
Like an ocean
In disguise
I don't live for
Ever
You can't keep
Me here
I wanna race
With the sundown
I want a last breath
(That I don't let out)
Forgive
Every being
The bad feelings
It's just me
I won't wait
For answers
You can't keep
Me here
I wanna rise
And say goodnight
Wanna take
A look on the other side
I've lived
All those lives
It's been wonder
Full at night
I will live for
Ever
You can't keep
Me here
Dead Man
Sailing on my every step
Inching off of the earth...
It’s magnified
by the things I've done
The thing that I've become
Every lift of my hand,
Coffee cup up and back,
Is magnified
by the things I've done
The things I've seen, the things I've caused,
I'm a dead man walking.
The hammer that I once brought down now hovers
over me.
Casts a shadow, a cross/across onto me.
The hallways are all mocking me.
What I've become they're all mocking me.
I'm a dead man walking. A dead man walking.
A dead man walking.
I'm a dead man walking. Dead man walking. Dead man walking.
Masters of War
Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death place
You that held all the guns
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know I can see through your masks
You that never done nothing
But to build and destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a drug in my head
Then you hide from my eyes
Then you turn and run following the fast foolish line
Like Judas of old
You lie and decieve
A world war can be won
You won't need to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water that runs down my drain
You that fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
While the death count gets higher
You hide in your mansions
While young peoples blood
Flows out of their bodies and is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That could ever be hurled
The fear to bring children
Into this world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood that runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn?
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
Even Jesus would never forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
Oh I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I'll follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch as you're lowered
Into your deathbead
And I'll stand on your grave til I'm sure that you're dead
Black
Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets
of clay,
were laid spread out before me as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul
as the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.
Oooo ooo.
And all I taught her was everything.
Oooo ooo.
I know she gave me all that she wore
and now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds
of what was everything?
All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed
everything...
I take a walk outside, I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?
And twisted thoughts that spin round my head...
I'm spinning, oh, I'm spinning.
How quick the sun can drop away...
And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
of what was everything?
All the pictures had all been washed in black, tattooed
everything...
All the love gone bad, turned my world to black
tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll ever be...yeah...
Uh huh.
Uh huh.
Ooo.
I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll
be a star
in somebody else's sky, but why
why, why can't it be, why can't it be mine?
Crazy Mary
She lived on the curve in the road in an
old tar paper shack.
On the south side of the town on the wrong side of the tracks.
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say, "Mama can
we stop and give her a ride?"
Sometimes we did but her hands flew from her side.
Wild eyed crazy Mary.
Down a long dirt road past the Parson's place.
That old blue car we used to race.
Little country store with a sign tacked to the side.
Said 'NO LOITERING ALLOWED.'
Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around.
Pass it a...
A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass
it around.
One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside
her windowsill.
Dreamed I was flying high above the trees over the hills.
Looked down into the house of Mary.
Terrible thoughts. Newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising
up above it all.
Oh... Oh... Oh...
Next morning on the way into town saw some
skid marks and followed them around.
Over the curve, through the fields, into the house of Mary.
That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2)
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around.
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around.
Pass it a...
Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass
it around.
Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a...
Pass it a...
Oh yeah.
25 Minutes To Go
Well they're building a gallows outside my
cell I've got 25 minutes to go
And the whole town's waitin' just to hear me yell I've got
24 minutes to go
Well they gave me some beans for my last meal I've got 23
minutes to go
But nobody asked me how I feel I've got 22 minutes to go
Well I sent for the governor and the whole dern bunch with
21 minutes to go
And I sent for the mayor but he's out to lunch I've got
20 more minutes to go
Then the sheriff said boy I gonna watch you die got 19 minutes
to go
So I laughed in his face and I spit in his eye got 18 minutes
to go
Now hear comes the preacher for to save my soul with 13
minutes to go
And he's talking bout' burnin' but I'm so cold I've 12 more
minutes to go
Now they're testin' the trap and it chills my spine 11 more
minutes to go
And the trap and the rope aw they work just fine got 10
more minutes to go
Well I'm waitin' on the pardon that'll set me free with
9 more minutes to go
But this is for real so forget about me got 8 more minutes
to go
With my feet on the trap and my head on the noose got 5
more minutes to go
Won't somebody come and cut me loose with 4 more minutes
to go
I can see the mountains I can see the skies with 3 more
minutes to go
And it's to dern pretty for a man that don't wanna die 2
more minutes to go
I can see the buzzards I can hear the crows 1 more minute
to go
And now I'm swingin' and here I go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!
Daughter
You guys ready...
Alone... listless... breakfast table in an
otherwise empty room
Young girl... violins... center of her own attention
The, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
Tries to make her proud
The shades go down, it's in her head
Painted room... can't deny there's something wrong...
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will...rise above...ooh...oh...
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The picture kept will remind me (2x)
Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me...
The shades go down (2x)
The shades go, go, go...
Yellow Ledbetter
Unsealed,
On a porch a letter sat
Let me say "I wanna leave it again"
Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand
I'm gonna say "I wanna leave it again" ....yeah
On a weekend, wanna wish it all away yeah..
and they called and I said that i want what i said
and then i call out again
and the reason oughta leave her calm I know
I said I know what I wear
not a boxer or a bag...
ah yeah...
can you seem?
out on the porch
yeah, but they don't wave
I see them, round the front way...yeah
and I know and I know
I don't wanna stay..
Make Me Cry (solo)
Ooh..I see
I don't know there's something else..
Anna called my runaway...
I said, I don't where there's a box or a bag,
ah yeah....yeah,
can u see them?
out on the porch
yeah, but they don't wave
I see them, round the front way yeah...
and I know and I know
I don't wanna stay.....at all
I don't wanna stay...(drawn out verse)
I don't wanna...(even more drawn out)
I don't wanna stay,
oh, don't wanna.....at..
all....(this word is very drawn out)
