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I Remember When
04:42
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Crisp clear evening
Lake dancing on the right
Matching all the purpose in your memory
We must be leaving
We’re exhausted every night
And no one needs to see what becomes of me
This humour’s fleeting
Nail down the time to fight
When solitude becomes a form of flattery
A miss heard greeting
Let’s all just keep it light
Aren’t you all full up from all this battery
I remember when
When questions were mistreated
Exchanges overheated
No tricks left untried
I remember when
When your hand met her shoulder
When your heart was all you told her
When love was simply that she replied
Ignore the heat that’s rising
You understand the flight
Amidst the endless clatter of the enemy
Reaction is not surprising
There’s nothing there despite them
Hanging on each message that you send to me
I remember when
When challenges were accepted
And distances rejected
And time was mine to bide
I remember when
Your actions quickly vanished
Insecurities were banished
And love was the only thing on your side
And we’ve got nowhere to hide
And love is the only thing on our side x 4
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I'm Coming Back
03:20
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I’m coming back
From the edge of a memory
Ten feet tall
Take on any enemy
Make good choices
Embrace the calamity
I’m moving on
From the fall of society
Foraging for the future
Forgetting what might have been
Break it all up and
Put it back together again
I’m coming back
Look for me soon in the headlights
Look for me soon, brave and undeniable
No longer quantifiable
You’ll see me trying with all of my might
I’m coming back
I’m coming back
Clowns and jokers they don’t bother me
Each day complete chores
To improve all your property
Can’t put stock in your
Phoney astrology
I’m moving on
If you want to help feel free to pitch in
If you can’t stand the heat
Then get out of the kitchen
If you’re feeling threadbare
Let us put a stitch in
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Be The First
03:42
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Open the door
Let the sun in
Don’t be distracted
By the residual from the run in
Expect to deal
With one or two unwelcome moochers
make your choices based
On any number of uncertain futures
When the stain looks like it’s painful and it’s permanent
Don’t hesitate to claim it’s someone else’s ornament
When the crowds gather round the same barrel
Change your name, change locations, change apparel
I will see you when I see you
Tap me when players hit their stride
It’s the questions that will kill you at the half way point
It’s ok to tell the carnival to stop the ride
Find somewhere to hide
Ignore every clock
No matter how it’s amplified
Stop short of using phrases that will irritate
Don’t pin every last hope on a hasty blind date
Lift the instruments until they all connect just so
But don’t let those same instruments dictate where you can go
I will see you when I see you
Tap me when monsters are dispersed
It’s all the details that will kill you at a certain point
It’s ok to tell the actors that they are way over rehearsed
Find somewhere that’s cursed
Prove it’s safe
Be the first
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Last Days
04:19
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There you are
In your neck of the woods
Trading your service for goods
Braving the onslaught
Unlearning all you’ve been taught
In the ravishes of the old ways
In the throws of the last days
There you are
Claiming they’re out to get you
Trading your soul for a shoe
Revisiting the document
And all those outraged words you sent
In pursuit of the latest craze
In the throws of the last days
No desert and no sun
No Italians on the run
No futuristic gun
The question what have we done
The network knows it doesn’t play
In throws of the last days
There you are
Hiding in the comfort of the corner
Drowning with the signal mourner
With no way out of this
Adding to the list of things you miss
Not believing anything anybody says
In the throws of the last days
No writing defeats the mindset
Nobody else just what can I get
Nothing to remember or regret
After midnight just don’t get it wet
It takes a certain kind to show you what the con pays
In the throws of the last days
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Luck and Magic
03:55
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You can’t get comfortable
There’s metal in the way
I want to lift you up my darling
With luck and magic
With luck and magic
These weeks without the earth
I want to remove that slice of air
Between you and the
Luck and magic darling
You’re my luck and magic
Between the notes
Between your toes
Between the silence
And all that grows
Around you
All that grows
Around you
I know I’ve grown
Around you
We roll with the missteps
Sometimes to the detriment of getting things just so
Let’s lie under the stars counting
Our luck and magic darling
It’s all luck and magic
A lack of a stride but no lack of time
And you’re with me wherever I go
Followed closely by
Our luck and magic darling
all our luck and magic
The touch of your arm
The touch of the blows
The touched smudged surface
And all that grows
Around you
All that grows
Around you
I know I’ve grown
Around you
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6. |
You Can Stay Here
04:24
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There was a moment
When you could never go back
A moment you missed while
Trying to pack it all in
and every piece of advice
One step too far
Your under your own steam now
You’ve raised your own bar so well
You can
You can
You can stay here
Yes you can
You’re in the clear
There was a time when you
Would not have stood firm
When teachers and traitors
Refuse to live and to learn from you
Where escape was just writing
It all down in the dirt
Behaviour like accents expected never to dessert you
I’m uncoordinated
I’m feeling too elated
I’ve run towards you and all it brings
I’ve discovered wondrous things
Tend to the garden
Wade into the brush
Find the quiet places
Thick green and lush for now
Maybe the motivation
Will all come flooding back
Temporarily wounded but
Still sharp as a tack
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Fully Renovated
05:37
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She knows what she wants
But does she know what it cost
This planet might help to find you
Or it might help you get lost
I’ll take it but fully renovated
I’ll take it if it’s not too complicated
She’s got the answers written down somewhere
But are there possibilities in the storm?
They like it when it’s worn to wear
It no longer exists where you are from
Getting older from the upright view
Is just something other people do
You can’t admit it’s not the same
Every year you lose a lot
Some signal through the base boards
Might be all you got
Reach back as far as numbers let you
The whole planet is insane
The creaks and murmurs in the woodwork
Hidden messages stretched out inside the grain
She’s got in outlined in different colours
But down here that’s not what we can see
In late moments all things quietly discovered
One more drop, one more second till you flea
Fingers crossed it’s fully renovated
If it’s not do all you can to see we all get compensated
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Gateway Drug
03:48
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You found your gateway drug
Now take it and good luck
The rest of us are outta here
We’ve done so much and paid so dear
And there is nothing
Nothing that I want to explain
So you’re going around again
You found your gateway drug
You just need a little hug
We wrote our letters and you cut the earth
Now it’s all playing out in reverse
And it may be over
Over before we all got a turn
While we stand around and watch it burn
A drop in the ocean
Paddling for all that it’s worth
You gave up on most emotion
Refusing to acknowledge the birth
But now the time has come
you should switch off and unplug
But you’ve found your gateway drug
Missing the signs just follow along
Witness all the places that you’re getting it wrong
Think of all the bodies in the trenches that you’ve dug
Getting nothing but a hit off that gateway drug
You found your gateway drug
Leave it to you to fuck everything up
The rest of us are sewing parachutes
You’ve bitten off everything there was left to chew
And you’ll go hungry
Hungry and afraid of it all
With no one to answer the call
And there is nothing
Nothing that I want to explain
So you’re going around again
And it may be over
Over before we all got a turn
While we stand around and watch it burn
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I don’t think you want to know
Who I am and what I have to show for it
and that’s ok, I’ve gone away
You’re off the hook
I’ve read your book
And I have nothing left to say
Riding high
Hold the reigns
Clear blue eye
Cars and trains
Limbs and claws
Pins and needles
There’s the message
And here’s the easel
You’ve been to where they’ve turned their back, you’ve broken ranks, picked up the slack and gone for it
That’s been the lessons too late learned
once departed
down or open hearted
left with everything you’ve earned
Travelling light
Hold your gaze
Love the night
Fear the days
Grab the moments
Spit out the pips
Don’t let their name
Pass your lips
It’s your turn
Feed the meter
Be the blanket
Not the heater
Wreck the engine
Clean the treads
Untangle each and every thread
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Battle Scars
03:21
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You wear your battle scars
Like a badge of honour
Telling stories, leaning into the bar
One more inch and you’d have been a gonna
Some tails bear repeating
Most of them don’t
Throw them away you don’t need them anymore
I promise you you won’t
Throw them away
Throw them away
You don’t need them anymore
But maybe they’ll need you back someday
No matter what the papers say
They’re part of the old way
You wear your fandom
Proudly on your arm
Nothing you execute is random
arbiter of all that extra charm
Some heroes won’t disappoint you
Most of them will
Through them away you don’t need them anymore
Someone else can pay that bill
You cling to an eroding fiction
Every day when you awake
Whispers at the collection
An unraveling mistake
Some clues may point to answers
Most of them come up short
Throw them away you don’t need them any more
Along with all the lies you bought
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11. |
Read 'em and Weep
04:36
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Over here
All by myself
Looking for a place to stay
When the bands in town
Throw your voice
On to the bed
Let’s get those windows up
And let’s get down
Under here
Poking holes
Looking for the light to stay
At the moment when all else fails
Take my hand
Ignore what was said
Let’s be the only ones
Not chasing our tails
We could all use a little melancholy hope
We could use something we can keep
Expectations sold off long ago
Dreams are for while you’re asleep
Tell me when you first experienced this
On this trail so long and steep
Write down the lyrics you remember
Read em and weep
Still here
Still kickin’
Looking for a parking space
In this one horse town
Over here
All by ourselves
Waving at the visitors who only show up
When the bands in town
Stay young
Stay young and bold and true
We’ve got places to be and
You’ve got work to do
As if you haven’t worked enough
As if all you do wasn’t work
As if all you did didn’t work
As if as if as if
That’s all you’re going through
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12. |
After the End
04:26
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After the end
It will all be fragmented
After the end
See clear through the demented
After the end
Everything will be rented
After the end
You said it and you meant it
Disappointed on the outskirts
There was time for recognition
Now we’re shovelling the same old dirt
Exhausted in confusion
We’ve come too far
to end in the same position
After the end
You’ll fumble and you’ll flounder
After the end
Your heart will be a pounder
After the end
Some voices should be louder
After the end
Except the ones that now surround her
Reconciled and moving forward
In the gaps between the anger
feeling lonely and awkward
Someone else absconded with the answer
No one is keeping count
Of all the ones you slaughtered
After the end
When there’s nothing left to spend
When there’s nowhere you can send
Anything that would contend
With all the things around the bend
After the end
After the end
No peace, no quiet
After the end
You’ve exhausted every diet
After the end
All communication ends in a riot
After the end
If you don’t have it now, you can’t buy it
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13. |
We Gave the Floor to You
05:47
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Don’t try to drag me
To the top of that hill
You’re all going to die up there
The views you see
From the top
May truly kill
But with all of you I do despair
There is no end in sight
Does it really get you through the night
None of this quite all right
When you think about it
Don’t tell me all of these
New ideas
They were old before you hit the ground
You were born into a handful of pre-determined fears
You should really keep us around
But there’s no reason you think to listen
You are certain in your position
You’ve gone and made the decision
You just didn’t think about it
And everyone wants to be the one
To save the day
And we will watch from our periphery
As that slowly fades away
I was there a while back now
We all had things to say
And we still do
But we gave the floor to you
It’s not the car, it’s the distance, it’s the route and it’s the driver
And they’ve turned off the gps
You’ll realise everyone in here is a reluctant survivor
Just trying to clean up their mess
And it all goes round and round
Refuse the words but jump at every sound
To this future you are not bound
If you think about it
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14. |
Your Hand In His
05:15
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It’s how you mend
The strings inside his heart
Delicate but strong
When after hours and hours they just simply came apart
He stops short from the reason for the questions
He realised it doesn’t matter
It’s not the journeys it’s the last
On his list of destinations
It’s the end when you’re tuning up the night
Carrying the bricks you build
Around the home you tend to oh so well
Cleaning up after the fight
When curiosity and chaos align
When he’s already turned the corner
And there’s nothing different there
He just falters every time
You may be surprised
If everything came spilling out
Or it might be quite expected
You might not be in any doubt
And he may jump if pushed a little more
Or he may stay standing on the edge
Find his footing on the floor
And he might make sure he does everything there is
To keep your hand in his
Does it work when the pieces get attention
When figures in the distance have gone behind the clouds and your decisions are barely worth a mention
When he mends
The strings inside your heart
Delicate but strong
and after hours and hours you know they’ll never come apart
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It's so good to learn that right outside your window
There's only friendly fields and open roads
And you'll sleep better when you think you've stepped back from the brink
And found some peace inside yourself, lay down your heavy load
It gets alright
To dream at night
Believe in solid skies and slate blue earth below
But when you see Him, you'll know
It's okay to find the faith to saunter forward
There's no fear of shadows spreading where you stand
And you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
And the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
It gets okay
To praise the day
Believe in sheltering skies and stable earth beneath
But hear His breath come through His teeth
Walk by faith
Tell no one what you've seen
It's so good to learn that from right here the view goes on forever
And you'll never want for comfort, and you'll never be alone
See the sunset turning red, let all be quiet in your head
And look about, all the stars are coming out
They shine like steel swords
Wish me well, where I go
But when you see me, you'll know
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Miscellaneous Plumbing Fixtures New Milford, Connecticut
Songwriting and banging your instruments together
The main thing I love to do is write
songs. I pick up various instruments from ukulele to piano, accordion to percussion and electric guitar to harmonica and bang them about to try and get close to the noises I hear in my head but the writing comes first.
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