1. |
Distance Between
04:23
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It’s not about love
not about freedom
its not about waking up
like i was actually sleeping
were you there when the ghost
crashed the party and danced
to the songs you love most
and the band you detest
i’m tipping my hat
i’m taking my leave
i’m hoping to shake off
the distance between
i remember you said
there’s power in us
your face all lit up and red
cause it was memphis or bust
i remember you sang
just a bit out of time
confident like a bird
in the prime of your life
i’m tipping my hat
i’m taking my leave
i’m hoping to shake off
the distance between
there’s a saying out west
ask a man where he’s from
and he’ll give you his best
impression of love
and for you i would carry
both my hearts on my sleeve
let the lookers all tarry
while we fight for relief
i’m tipping my hat
i’m taking my leave
i’m hoping to shake off
the distance between
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2. |
God Left the City
03:55
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oh yesterday morning
when we sat at your table
you got out the good mugs
like we were down at the bar
you kept hiding your cigarettes
down in the bottom drawer
you said you wanna get out of here
and leave a note on the door
that says
god left the city
and he moved out to idaho
hit a bad storm in boise
and he didn’t know where to go
you had a word on the line
had a word on the line
just like a bird on a wire
we got as far out to moab
the shining blossom of utah
and you cried like a baby
at the first sight of delicate arch
i took a detour to enoch
thought i’d go see the old home
but the sidewalk was covered in glass
there was a note on the door
that said
god left the city
back when healthcare was socialized
bought a fifth-wheel in sunset
and a house that was subsidized
you had a word on the line,
had a word on the line,
caught by a bird on a wire
when we got down to l.a.
and we found that apartment
you got out the good mugs
like we were down at the bar
you kept lighting those cigarettes
just a cop on an old show
you said wherever we go now
here we are
Oh, god left the city
and he pulled into nazareth
took a load off with fanny
then he called us long distance
you had a word on the line
had a word on the line
caught by a bird on a wire.
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3. |
Bob Davison
05:27
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a pool hall a drink and a friend,
pistol and cards and a win,
your mom was asleep on the floor,
she never asked what the bullets were for,
I used to jump on a train
from poteau to tulsa, across Indian plains
they'd check every boxcar but mine
i paid off the light horseman with whiskey and wine
i don't back out
of a fight and I never have,
no, I don’t back out,
i got a name and it's yours.
i got a name and it’s yours.
i was on a boat in the war
we had a cargo of gasoline, death, and remorse.
a japanese plane took a dive
it was all fire and water and staying alive
yeah, but I met a girl back at home,
In a house full of people, she was living alone
falling in love wasn't hard
oh, but staying together was playing with cards
‘cause we don’t back out
from a fight and we never have
we don’t back out
we got a name and its yours
boy, you're gonna grow up like me
have a crazy life, full of crazy dreams
you're be living the same tall tales
that I used to tell,
cause the truth won't sell
just, don't let nobody
don’t let nobody
don’t let nobody
take it now
i remember the day you were born
all red like the bloodline of men gone before
you passed through the water in faith
you did just like I did, so brave and afraid
we won't back out
of a fight and we never have
no,we don't back out,
we got a name and it's yours
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4. |
Miss You Then
05:07
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when the rain clears up, and the city comes to life,
when the dogs roam free, and space is occupied,
oh i’m gonna miss you then,
you know i’m gonna miss you then.
when the goals are wide, there’s a high in every low,
when the road’s no longer narrow, and we’re out of rocks to throw
oh I’m gonna miss you then,
you know I’m gonna miss you then.
i’m gonna miss you when the water turns to wine,
i’m gonna miss you when the morning breaks the night,
‘cause in the storm you need a brother,
in the calm you need a friend,
when it’s good, oh you know i’ll miss you then.
when it’s early here and out east you’ve gone to bed,
when the phone won’t ring, and I can’t remember a thing you said,
you know I’ll miss you then,
you know I’m gonna miss you then,
i’m gonna miss you when the water turns to wine,
i’m gonna miss you when the morning breaks the night,
‘cause in the storm you need a brother,
in the calm you need a friend,
when it’s good, oh you know i’ll miss you then.
when the war is over; all the winners all left town,
when the grass is greener, (yeah) and it’s trampled to the ground
oh I’m gonna miss you then,
you know I’m gonna miss you then.
i’m gonna miss you when the water turns to wine,
i’m gonna miss you when the morning breaks the night,
‘cause in the storm you need a brother,
in the calm you need a friend,
when it’s good, oh you know i’ll miss you then.
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5. |
You Were A Rainbow
04:21
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i was out sailin’ wait, i was the ocean
now i can’t remember which pier or marina
that i left the boat in
i was a bandit much more than an outlaw,
‘cause when i shot the sheriff i shot the lady
then i shot the mirror
but you were a rainbow
oh, the colors of promise
you were a nightingale
on the back of a wild horse
the place where the world ends
I was a gambler the slightest of cowboys
I bought a new suit three shades of royal blue
I lost to the house boys
I was a missionary came with news from the new world
carried guns and tobacco songs and a holy mackerel
of jokes for the native girls
but you were a waterfall
you were endless in majesty
forever in new song
dropped from the mountaintop
to the lap of a mercenary
you were a rainbow
wore the colors of promise
just like a nightingale
on the back of a wild horse
on the road where the world ends
you were a waterfall
you were endless in majesty
forever in new song
dropped from the mountaintop
to the lap of a mercenary
just like a rainbow
you wore the colors of promise
you were a nightingale
on the back of a wild horse
on the road where the world ends
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6. |
Born in the Wild
04:36
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i was born in the wild / i was raised in the heat
i have run with the thousands / stood accused as a cheat
i have taken down giants / i slipped through the noose
i have grappled with lions / but i quake before you
you’re straight as an arrow / cuttin’ right through the bone
leaving trails through the darkness / where the light starts to grow
so purge me with hyssop / and I will be clean
let madness meet wisdom / and bloodguilt meet peace
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
i went up on the rooftop / i went up all alone
i saw what i wanted / and i called her my own
never asked what her name was / made sure she knew mine
didn’t care what the game was / i was just passing time
now you hold up a mirror / and i’m blowin’ out the smoke
then you shoot me with bullets / i’m telling a joke
i go down with a vengeance / full theatrics in force
hope the people all see me / when I’m filled with remorse
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
in the wake of forgiveness / in the terror of calm
i will stand with the armies / of the singers of songs
let the ransomed and freedmen / let go of their crimes
as the calf and the fire / burns gold in their eyes
you’re unchanging and wayward / from my heart’s desperate path
leaving trails I can’t follow / you’re the first and the last
catch me in the middle / i’ll be dropping my guns
and i’ll be jumping from ledges / you’ll be calling me son.
i was born in the wild
i was born in the wild
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
i was born in the wild wild wild
born in the wild
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7. |
It's You
03:39
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when we hear you laugh it’s something else
we don’t hear it very much
you keep your distance you might stay at the house
we were wandering if it’s enough
i got that phone call about an hour ago
and he sounded pretty mad
but please don’t worry child the seeds you’ve sown
are the only seeds you had
it’s you
aw it’s you
i can see those black hole silhouettes of angry tigers as they circle
around your empty room
hoping for the morning’s only easy when the morning’s coming early
and the morning’s nowhere soon
it’s not the things they say about you
that make me worried sick about you now
it’s you
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8. |
Goodbye LA
05:17
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i’ve heard so many stories
of how it was great
southern california
u.s. of a.
so I came with the best
of my two feet up front
now I'm sorely disappointed
at what I have done
oh, so goodbye la
i'm getting tired of the neon
i had enough of the smoke
i’m getting tired of the interstate
so tonight i'm going i'm gone
up north it’s where I belong
so goodnight, oh and goodbye
goodbye la
i miss oklahoma
i miss oregon
i can't find my raincoat
i can't find neil young
but i'm up in the morning
and I’m catching a wave
but mouthful of ocean it’s in a mouthful of heartache
oh, so goodbye la
i'm getting tired of the neon
i’ve had enough of the smoke
i’m getting tired of the interstate
so tonight i'm going i'm gone
up north it’s where I belong
so goodnight, oh and goodbye
goodbye la
i wish you the best
but won’t you just be yourself
i'm in awe of the cowboys
that have come off your shelf
oh topanga canyon
she will never know my name
she's tied up with chris robinson
and the boys in the game
oh, so goodbye la
i'm getting tired of the neon
I had enough of the smoke
i’m getting tired of the interstate
so tonight i'm going i'm gone
up north it’s where I belong
so goodnight, oh and goodbye
goodbye la
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9. |
Dream About Roses
04:07
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caught in a wasteland
and it burns like fire
back home where the heart is
cold as steel and hard as iron
when I think about you
i dream about kindness
i dream about roses
swinging chairs and mild red wine
when i think about me
i dream about blindness
a holy reckless heart
and a waste of time
so i think about you
and i dream about roses
it’s red in the badlands
and i’m driving without crying
it's harder to come back
than to see you one more time
when I think about you
i dream about kindness
i dream about roses
swinging chairs and mild red wine
when i think about me
i dream about blindness
a holy reckless heart
and a waste of time
so i think about you
and i dream about roses
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10. |
Pass/Fail
06:09
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you gotta be your own man
you gotta act your own fool
navigate your own wasteland
and break you own rules,
you gotta claim your own failures
and feed your own lies
you gotta be your own man
you gotta love your own life
you gotta draw your own lines
you gotta hold your own weight
when you’re in over your head
defend your own name
you gotta do your own repairs
when you’re loosing the light
you gotta be your own man
you gotta win your own fight
when trouble comes for you
then you can claim it
step into the quicksand
better name it
when everybody else goes down
like everybody else
call it whatever you want
you either pass or you fail
you gotta find your own love
you gotta open your heart
when she blows right through you,
don’t give in to the dark
you gotta be your own lighthouse
or reach out for a friend
maybe they’ll stand next to you
probably not
never get what you give
oh when trouble comes for you
then you can claim it
step into the quicksand boy
better name it
when everybody else goes down
like everybody else
call it whatever you want
you pass or you fail
you gotta live with your own sin
gotta call it by name
you choose the road that you’ll die on
when time slips away
you can’t live up to your own rule
so what will you say
did you be your own man
you go your own way
yeah when trouble came for you
did you claim it
you stepped into that quicksand boy
did you name it
everybody else goes down
like everybody else
call it whatever you want
you pass or you fail
you pass or you fail
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