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Wreck & Ruin
September 2012
Produced by Shane & Nash Chambers
Essence / Liberation


Til Death Do Us Part
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Wreck & Ruin
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Adam & Eve
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The Quiet Life
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Dustbowl
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Familiar Strangers
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Your Sweet Love
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Rusted Shoes
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Flat Nail Joe
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Have Mercy On Me
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Up Or Down
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Sick As A Dog
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Troubled Mind
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Bad Machines
March 2011
Produced by Shane & Nash Chambers
Essence / Liberation


Famous Last Words
Well, find it on the floor when I roll out of bed, I don’t wanna go until it’s all been said
Find it in the kitchen when I turn on the light, I don’t wanna go until it’s all done right

Start it like this, end it like that, bouncing up and down like an acrobat
Body in the bowl, finger in the pie, I don’t wanna go until the river runs dry

Play it on the radio, paint it on the walls, I don’t wanna go until the curtain falls
Wrap it up, sell it off, send it all back, I don’t wanna go until it all goes black

Thirty-four years baking in the sun, I don’t wanna go until the race is run
I’ll walk into Heaven if I get called up, but I don’t wanna go until I’ve had enough
No, I aint gonna go until I’ve had enough

Start it like this, end it like that, jumping up and down like an acrobat
Body in the bowl, finger in the pie, I don’t wanna go until the river runs dry
Start it like this, end it like that, dragging dirt all over the welcome mat
Body in the bowl, finger in the pie, I don’t wanna go until the river runs dry
I don’t wanna go until the river runs dry
I don’t wanna go until the river runs dry

Blueberry Pie
I been watching that old black crow hanging around my corn
I got a forty-dollar hat in a black suede box that’s almost never been worn
She’s got a warm, sweet blueberry pie cooling on the windowsill
You know I’d sure love to taste it but I know I never will

Everybody knows, everybody knows, I mighta lost my touch
Everybody knows, everybody knows, everybody knows too much

Then I saw the monkey with the golden tooth smoking by the bakery door
He said he sure liked the cake and now he wants to buy seventeen more
She’s got a warm, sweet blueberry pie cooling on the windowsill
And I know he’d love to taste it but he knows he never will

I been watching that old black crow circling around my corn
I know he’s got his eye on the blueberry pie but the monkey’s out loading the gun

Jimmie Rodgers Was A Vampire
You were working on a folktale, you were hanging from the guardrail
You were building up a backbone, headfirst along the grindstone
You were covering the bases, you were filling up spaces
You were steady and sober wondering if it was over

I was swimming in the sunshine, I was sleeping on a goldmine
I was leader of the Lord’s choir, Jimmie Rodgers was a vampire

You were skipping on a shoestring, you were swinging from the ceiling
You were practicing a handstand in a bucket of quicksand
You were shooting from the baseline, you were following a road sign
You were running like a used car, white blues on a black guitar

I was royal in the barnyard, I was Heaven on a postcard
I was breathing like a bonfire, Jimmie Rodgers was a vampire
I was swimming in the sunshine, I was sleeping on a goldmine
I was leader of the Lord’s choir, Jimmie Rodgers was a vampire

Bad Machines
We got the whole thing wrapped in ribbons and bows
We got it all lined up and running in rows
Across our radios and our TV screens
Oh, we’re all bad machines

Straight up the mountain with a bible and a gun
A whole generation following the chosen one
They’re coming east and west and all in between
Oh, we’re all bad machines

Gotta know your enemy, gotta know your enemy
Gotta know your enemy, and know them well

We just got the message coming down along the line
Gotta stack the numbers boys, it’s damage by design
One crazy engineer with ways and means
Oh, we’re all bad machines

We got the whole thing wrapped in ribbons and bows
A brand new solution dressed in second-hand clothes
And stuck on the cover of a cheap magazine
Oh, we’re all bad machines
One crazy engineer with ways and means
Oh, we’re all bad machines
Oh, we’re all bad machines
Oh, we’re all bad machines

The Broken Things
Just like that old toy train no longer bright shining red
Just like that rusted chain sitting on a tyre by the shed
All these things can make me smile, so I’d like to keep you around for a while
Cos babe, I love all the broken things and you’re a broken thing

Just like that busted chair no one ever tried to mend
Just like that creaking stair wants to let you know it’s hurting again
Everything that falls apart will find a home in my heart
Cos babe, I love all the broken things and you’re a broken thing

Just like that old toy train
Just like that creaking stair
Just like that rusted chain
Just like that lonely, busted chair

All these things can make me smile so I’d like to keep you around for a while
Cos babe, I love all the broken things
Everything that falls apart will find a home in my heart
Cos babe, I love all the broken things and you’re a broken thing

Fish And Whistle
lyrics by John Prine
Father forgive us for what we must do, you forgive us and we’ll forgive you
We’ll forgive each other til we both turn blue, then we’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven

I been thinking lately ‘bout the people I meet, the carwash on the corner the hole in the street
The way my ankles hurt with shoes on my feet and I’m wondering if I’m gonna see tomorrow

Father forgive us for what we must do, you forgive us and we’ll forgive you
We’ll forgive each other til we both turn blue, then we’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven

I was in the army but I never dug a trench, used to bust my knuckles on a monkey wrench
I’d go to town and drink and give the girls a pinch but I don’t think they ever even noticed me

Father forgive us for what we must do, you forgive us and we’ll forgive you
We’ll forgive each other til we both turn blue, then we’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven

Fish and whistle, whistle and fish, eat everything that they put on your dish
And when we get through we’ll make a big wish that we never have to do it again, again, again

On my very first job I said thankyou and please, used to scrub a parking lot down on my knees
Then I got fired for being scared of bees and they only paid me 50 cents an hour

Father forgive us for what we must do, you forgive us and we’ll forgive you
We’ll forgive each other til we both turn blue, then we’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven

Fish and whistle, whistle and fish, eat everything that they put on your dish
And when we get through we’ll make a big wish that we never have to do it again, again, again

Father forgive us for what we must do, you forgive us and we’ll forgive you
We’ll forgive each other til we both turn blue, then we’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven
We’ll whistle and go fishing in heaven

Everywhere You Go
Drag around a mountain grabbing at the loose end
Everywhere you go, everywhere you go
Trip around the road signs, stumble over straight lines
Everywhere you go, everywhere you go

Sure got trouble, underneath the bubble everything is dust and bones
But wires are humming, changes coming time to put your maids in rows

Falling off the deep end buried by the new trend
Everywhere you go, everywhere you go

You’ve been downhearted since we got started that’s the way you were designed
But wires are humming, changes coming time to get your ducks in line

Drag around a mountain falling off the deep end
Trip around the road signs everywhere you go

Everywhere you go, everywhere you go
Everywhere you go, you’re getting nowhere
Everywhere you go, everywhere you go
Everywhere you go, you’re getting nowhere
EVERYWHERE YOU GO………

Money For Jam
Taste it on your busted lips catch it in your fingertips
Hold your breath and count your blessing start it all over again

Bullet holes and broken sense we are only accidents
Waiting to happen, bigger the rattle oh, then bigger the snake

We want easy money, want easy money
Want only money for jam, only money for jam

When the whole thing goes to hell you can only please yourself
Eve and the apple, bigger the rattle oh, then bigger the snake

Taste it on your busted lips catch it in your fingertips
High in the saddle, bigger the rattle oh, then bigger the snake

We want easy money, want easy money
Want only money for jam
We want easy living, want easy living
Want only money for jam
We want only money, want only money
Want only money for jam

Whistling Cannonballs
There’s pictures of her mother on the wall
And when she speaks she don’t look at me at all
She likes to check the time now and then
And I start whistling cannonballs again
Her old man sleeps til dark every day
Then she cleans and puts the ashtrays away
I think that I could make her my friend
But I’ve been whistling cannonballs again

And as she pulls her skirt above her knees
I’m thinking bad things always come in threes
And so it finished right where it began
And I went whistling cannonballs again

Fragile like a teacup in a storm
Sweet and tender like a nurse in uniform
But every time I hear a violin
I start whistling cannonballs again
So she curled up like a cat in the chair
With her fingers drawing circles in the air
Stared me down and said, “Let’s not pretend,
That you weren’t whistling cannonballs again.”

And without a breath she made it pretty clear
That I should close the door and disappear
It’s been so long I don’t remember when
I started whistling cannonballs again
It’s been so long I don’t remember when
We started whistling cannonballs again

Hammer And Nail
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
Never landed straight on a nail
I think it’s guilty of ungodly sin
I think it’s keeping a ghost within
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
That fuckin hammer never hit no nail

I kept it hidden in a wooden box
Chained it up with a ten-pin lock
Left it buried in a five-foot hole
Stuck the key inside a sugar bowl
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
That fuckin hammer never hit no nail

I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
All the older folks know the tale
How he pinned her against the wall
Raised it up and then let it fall
I bought a hammer from an old dead man
And it’s dangerous in my hand

I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
It must be why he died in jail
That fuckin hammer never hit no nail
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
I bought a hammer at a dead man sale
I got the whole town on my trail
This fuckin hammer never hit no nail

Not You, Again
I had a conversation with the Holy Ghost
It always seems the ones you love let you down the most
I heard the world stop breathing, saw bugs go underground
But the cruellest force of nature is not having you around

Whistle go blow, whistle go blow bring it on around the bend
Look what the cat just dragged on back not you, again

You got what you wanted, but you found it miles away
And no matter what it cost you then, it’s not worth that today
Will you be on that train next time you see it go?
Or will I be the one who gets to say: “I told you so”?

Whistle go blow, whistle go blow something comin’ ‘round the bend
Look what the cat just dragged on back not you, again
Whistle go blow, whistle go blow bring it on around the bend
Look what the cat just dragged on back not you, again
Look what the cat just dragged on back not you, again

Trick Knee Blues
Out along the edges where no one goes
Speaking in languages no one knows
And hoping to God that the lines don’t break
Everyone’s sleeping but I’m wide awake

It’s lonely ‘round the table with a worn-out muse
Write another version of the Trick Knee Blues
I got flowers in the window and candles on the cake
Everyone’s sleeping but I’m wide awake

Out along the edges where no one goes
Every door locked and every window closed
And I’m hoping to God that the lines don’t break
Everyone’s sleeping but I’m wide awake
Yeah, I’m hoping to God that the lines don’t break
Everyone’s sleeping but I’m wide awake

Music Is Dead
Well, so the story goes, the poet and the prose
Find a pot of gold at the end of your nose
Busted down the doors to the Hall of Fame
Everybody’s here but we don’t look the same

Stumbled in the trash, saw the muzzle-flash
Someone robbed the body and took off with the cash
Waiting by the border like refugees
Saving the world with another disease

Music is dead, music is dead
Long live the radio
Music is dead, music is dead
Long live the radio

Park it in the sun, hang it on your thumb
Twist it up in knots like you’re tuning a drum
Everybody wanted it before it was free
Black and white movies on a colour TV

Money in the bank, money in the bank
No one’s got a job so there’s no one to thank
Heroes in the halls but blood in the bricks
Every new dog got the same old tricks

Well so the story goes, the poet and the prose
Find a pot of gold at the end of your nose
Just a folk singer in a coffee shop
I don’t wanna buy what I already got


Familiar Ghosts
November 2008
Produced by Shane
Essence / Liberation


Easy Now
Some plans were never meant to fail
Down here where everything’s for sale
I’ll buy myself a box of faith
And get this shadow off my trail
Lord, it’s gonna be easy now

Something bad been sticking to my shoes
More shit around than I could ever use
It’s like a ticking bomb
And I’ve been playing with the fuse
Lord, it’s gonna be easy now
Lord, it’s gonna be easy now
Easy ‘til the good life brings you down

Some things were never meant to be
Hang it up for all the world to see
You can tear it down and take a piece to keep
Hey, it’s only art, it must be free
Lord, it’s gonna be easy now
Lord, it’s gonna be easy now
Easy ‘til the good life brings you down

Summer Dress
On a one-way street going east to west
She’s walking home in a summer dress
And the buildings fall behind her feet
In a summer dress on a one-way street

In a crowded room with a cigarette
She’s dancing slow in a summer dress
And the boys all know she’ll be leaving soon
In a summer dress from a crowded room

And it’s a long way down to the living
From up there on the cross
It’s a long way down to the living

So the people wait in their Sunday best
But where’s the girl in the summer dress?
Just pray for light on her soul
In a summer dress and the winter cold

And it’s a long way down to the living
From up there on the cross
It’s a long way down to the living

Where The Water Goes
Twenty bucks in, lay your hand down waiting for the queen and coming unwound
Covered both sides, pistol and cash lost a gold ring in the cigarette ash
Giving up two for getting one back shuffle up a deal from a poor man’s pack
Single-Eye Sam watching you sweat you aint gonna win if you aint won yet

Never wonder where the money all went only got better with the bigger you spent
Never wonder how the river still flows but everyone knows where the water goes

Beggars comin’ by in a Mexican Wave chosen ones all got a soul to save
Kids sleeping on a hardwood floor catch a thief running from a TV store
45 channels of late-night news a tailor-made suit with Italian shoes
First-time killer with a blood-red hand walked away whistling to a Dixie band

Take a bag of gold and turn it into dirt keep your eyes down and you won’t get hurt
Twenty bucks in, one more round that dirty old queen’s gonna let you down

Never wonder where the money all went only got better with the bigger you spent
Never wonder how the river still flows but everyone knows where the water goes
You gotta wonder how that river still flows when everybody knows where the water goes

Long Time Coming
I’m still pushing like a drug against the pain
I’m still snapping like a dog at the chain
I’m still running like a thief for a train
Come on feet, don’t fail me now

I’m still hanging like a key upon a nail
I’m still waiting like a car up for sale
I’m still searching like believers of The Grail
Come on feet, don’t fail me now
It’s been a long time coming around

I’m still empty like a scene in black and white
I’m still crazy like a moth around a light
I’m still marching like a soldier to the fight
Come on feet, don’t fail me now
It’s been a long time coming around
Come on feet, don’t fail me now
It’s been a long time coming around

Who's At Your Window
Who’s at your window? Who’s on the phone?
Who’s right beside you when you say you’re alone?
Who’s in the shadow, where no one else can see?
Who’s on your mind when it’s not me?

Who’s at your window? Who’s in your bed?
Who makes you guilty of fucking with my head?
Who makes you wonder how you can be free?
Who’s on your mind when it’s not me?

Too much time on my own
Too much time alone
Too much time on my own

Who’s in the picture you don’t put in a frame?
Who brings you flowers but only leaves you shame?
‘Cause you know I can see
Whatever’s on your mind it’s not me

Too much time on my own
Too much time alone
Too much time on my own

Who’s at your window? Who’s gonna be
On your mind when it’s not me?

You And Your Enemy
In places where the ashes are filling up the guns
And ghosts of many nations only speak in tongues
Well, Jesus might forgive you forgive your enemy
But no one’s gonna save you if you lay a hand on me

On roads that cross the borders from one truth to the next
There’s so much to destroy and so much to protect
St. Peter might forgive you forgive your enemy
But no one’s gonna save you if you lay a hand on me

At drive-ins after midnight or drunk in hotel bars
On a train under the ocean wherever you are
Jesus might forgive you and forgive your enemy
But no one’s gonna save you if you lay a hand on me
No one’s gonna save you if you lay your hand on me

Barcelona
I heard you found yourself somewhere in Barcelona
With a brand new plan and nothing on your mind
A world away from every thing you ever left me
I wonder if it’s far enough away
Oh, Barcelona
It’s so hard to hold her

I heard you lost yourself somewhere in Poza Rica
I’m guessing you found out every place is much the same
With everything they tell you, and everything they sell you
The time it takes aint time enough to mend
Oh, Poza Rica
It’s so hard to keep her
Oh, Barcelona
You won’t ever hold her

Such A Shame
There’s a road leading back through a hole in the world
To a place that always stays the same
Where the reasons are lost and all the wires are crossed
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame

I was standing alone in a crack of the sun
Hoping for someone to blame
And before the smoke had cleared the whole thing disappeared
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame

The battles we’ve won don’t mean much to anyone
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame

So you got your life and times there for everyone to see
But we don’t even know your name we don’t cry because you’re gone
It’s just that we’ve moved on oh, my God, it’s such a shame

It was one small step for man but now mankind’s on it’s own
And we’re running post-to-post to play the game
We’re coming straight off the line stupid by design
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame

The battles we’ve won don’t mean much to anyone
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame
The reasons we lost and all the wires we crossed
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame
Oh, my God, it’s such a shame

Short Fuse (part 4)
Keeping hours of the dead I got business left to do
With the ghosts on Gallows Hill
And where the ends meet up again there you’ll find me with the noose
And a smile upon my face

I’m a candle, I’m a flame, I’m a torch too bright to blame
And the fuse is burning out
But if my blindness sticks around when my feet come off the ground
Then I’ll know just what you want

Break the beast here clear in two leave the bones outside the door
Where the dogs all come to sleep
If it’s bleeding till it’s dry, if it’s one eye for an eye
Then it’s each man for himself

I’m a candle, I’m a flame, I’m a torch too bright to blame
And the fuse is burning out
But if my blindness sticks around when my feet come off the ground
Then I’ll know just what you want
Then I’ll know what you want
Oh, I’d know what you want
Then I’ll know just what you want

God And Elvis
There’s an old man in South Carolina believes only in God and Elvis
Keeps a loaded rifle under the bed and waits for a knock at the door
He’s never been inside an airport never been outside his town
And no one he knows ever travelled nowhere ‘cept only to fight in a war

We’re open all night and we’re first in line, we’re coming up roses again
But the walls we build to keep evil out only keep us in

There’s an old man in New York City who swears he saw God and Elvis
You can hear him singing the 23rd Psalm to the tune of Heartbreak Hotel
And a cold bag of bones in the Garden of Eden, a history of hatred and fear
Now he’s standing there in Washington Square on the road between Heaven and Hell

We’re open all night and we’re first in line, we’re coming up roses again
But the walls we build to keep evil out only keep us in

There’s an old man on Planet America waiting for God and Elvis
To show up one night with a bottle of gin and save his soul with a song
Thankyou And Goodnight
I hope I sang your favourite song and I hope I got it right
I’ll dedicate this one to you, thankyou and goodnight
I wonder who will drive me home?
I wonder who will drive me home?

I’ve got more places to go, I’ve got more songs to write
I’ll see you again this time next year, thankyou and goodnight
I wonder who will drive me home?
I wonder who will drive me home?

So later when you’re in your bed and turning out your light
I’ll be drinking at the bar, thankyou and goodnight
I wonder who will drive me home?
I wonder who will drive me home?
Who will drive me home?
I wonder who will drive me home?
Who will drive me home?
I wonder who will drive me home?


Rattlin' Bones
April 2008
Produced by Shane & Nash Chambers
Essence / Liberation


Rattlin' Bones
Smoke don’t rise, fuel don’t burn, sun don’t shine no more
Late one night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door
But I cut my hands and break my back, draggin’ this bag of stones
Till they bury me down, beneath the ground, with the dust and rattlin’ bones

Left my home and left my love caught on a rusty nail
Devil rose up, heavy with gold, my soul’s not for sale
Then a holy man in a house of God, he offered me a book of prayer
And when I left my home I left my love, I left my faith back there

Smoke don’t rise, fuel don’t burn, sun don’t shine no more
Late one night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door
But I cut my hands and break my back, draggin’ this bag of stones
Till they bury me down, beneath the ground, with the dust and rattlin’ bones

Shuttin’ my eyes and hang my head, darkness makes no sound
Climb it up, bottom there, Earth’s on the way back down
When a sadness falls on the morning bird, wonder what the day will bring
But I’m shuttin’ my eyes and hang my head at least that bird can sing

Smoke don’t rise, fuel don’t burn, sun don’t shine no more
Late one night, sorrow come round, scratching at my door
But I cut my hands and break my back, draggin’ this bag of stones
Till they bury me down, beneath the ground, with the dust and rattlin’ bones

Once In A While
If I wasn't all you wanted, if I wasn't even close
Only hope that I made you smile maybe more then once in a while

If you never felt the blessing, if you only made it through
I only hope that I made you smile maybe more then once in a while

If we sleep right through the ending, if we slowly fade away
I'll only hope I went that extra mile maybe more then once in a while
I only hope that i made you smile maybe more thne once in a while
Maybe more then once in a while

Sweetest Waste Of Time
If you don't see me, caught in your wire
If you don't hear me, outside your door
If all this waiting, just leaves me wanting
You still would be, the sweetest waste of time

If I could learn the ways of your mind
If I could burn a hole in your cold heart
Everytime I called your name

If you don't need me, when you get lonely
If you don't want me, to call your own
If all this hoping, just leaves me hurting
You still would be the sweetest waste of time

If you could find a way through the dark
If you could shine a light on my cold heart
Everytime I lost my way

If you don't see me, caught in your wire
If you don't hear me, outside your door
If all this waiting, just leaves me wanting
You still would be, the sweetest waste of time

Monkey On A Wire
They make no sounds, they ring no bell
Leaving no traces, they got no tales to tell
They find no home, they make no love
Casting no shadow while balancing above

Oh oh here I go me and my desire
Everyones got their own monkey on a wire
Oh oh down below, leader of the choir
Is waiting for the next monkey on a wire

They keep no fear, no second prize
Walking like Jesus with voodoo in their eyes
They come in green, they leave in black
Holding dead roses with bullets in their backs

Oh oh here I go me and my desire
Everyones got their own monkey on a wire
Oh oh down below, wrapped up in the fire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire

They make no sound, they ring no bell
Walking like Jesus goin straight-on into hell

Oh oh there you go, you and your desire
Everyones got their own monkey on a wire
Oh oh down below, leader of the choir
Is waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Oh oh down below, wrapped up in the fire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire
Waiting for the next monkey on a wire

One More Year
He was walking across the wire holding a loaded gun
Taking out every lightbulb one by one
And she was building brand new walls to keep her safe and sound
Sometimes a place to live is just a place to hide

One more year, one more year
Let's hold our breath and give it just one more year

Well he was sparks and gasoline, all fire and command
The warmest comfort dies in the coldest hands
And she was two steps from the edge but holding on somehow
Even God himself couldn't blame her now

One more year, one more year
Let's hold our breath and give it just one more year

Now he's working on a plan learning to make her smile
Maybe a change of pace or a change of style
And she's walking across the wire holding a loaded gun
Hoping that what we feel ain't what we've become

One more year, one more year
Let's hold our breath and give it just one more year

The House That Never Was
Got no nails in the floor, got no hinges on the door
Empty frames on the walls, ain't no ghost in the halls

You can build with earth and stone, make a place of your own
But the house that has no love is the house that never was

Got no dog on the stair, got no car in the shed
Ain't no number on the sign, ain't no bird up on the power line

You can build with earth and stone, make a place of your own
But the house that has no love is the house that never was

Wind dont blow through the trees, no one comes and no one leaves
You can live anywhere but it don't mean you're really there

You can build with earth and stone, make a place of your own
But the house that has no love is the house that never was
Yeah the house that has no love is the house that never was

Wildflower
I'm a wildflower by the highway up against the rain
I'm an old man, growing tired, getting used to the pain
I'm a wildflower in a garden tended everyday
I'm an old dog, hard to love and even harder to change

But it's no time to be slowing down, it's no time to be turning 'round
You could blow a hole right through this town if I don't ever let you down

I'm a wildflower by the streetlight where the night begins
I'm an old house, barely breathing as the walls fall in

But it's no time to be slowing down, it's no time to be turning 'round
You could blow a hole right through this town if I don't ever let you down

I'm a wildflower, and I'm an old man, there's so much in between
And it's no time to be standing by it's no time to be asking why
You could blow a hole right through this town if I don't let you down

No One Hurts Up Here
No one cries up here, no one cries up here
Shed your burden out of your tear, no one cries up here

No one hurts up here, no one hurts up here
Sorrow fades and disappears, no one hurts up here

No one fails up here, no one fails up here
Have no worry, have no fear, no one fails up here

No one hurts up here, no one hurts up here
Raise your weary head my dear, no one hurts up here

The Devil's Inside My Head
I had a dream I was lost at sea, sorrow's cloud came down on me
Stranded out on a boat made of fire, running on desire
Lord have mercy on my every sin, hold my head up while the water comes in
"Hallelujah", I heard you call but no one came at all

Then I woke in my bed
And I cried out the Devil's inside my head

I had a dream I was crucified, hung my head as the town folk cry
I gave my life to save my soul but the devil took them both

Then I woke in my bed
And I cried out the Devil's inside my head

I had a dream I was in my grave, made my way to the Pearly Gates
Underneath opened up and I fell down to the gates of Hell
Then I woke in my bed
And I cried out the Devil's inside my head

Sleeping Cold
Will you rise or will you fall?
Will you walk or will you crawl?
Will you dream in black and white
When you're sleeping cold tonight?

Will you bend or will you break?
Will you give or will you take?
Will no angel shine no light?
And leave you sleeping cold tonight

Will you stand or will you turn?
Will you teach or will you learn?
When your demons rise above
You'll be sleeping cold my love

Would you stay or would you leave?
Would you fail or would you believe?
Would you stand your ground and fight
When I'm sleeping cold tonight?
Would we know what's wrong or right
If we're sleeping cold tonight?

Adeline
Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Where's your heart? Where's your mind?
First in the crowd, last in the line
The world can be so unkind
The winds gonna blow, the rains gonna call
Where do you hide? Where do you run?
Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Where's your heart? Where's your mind?

Oh how a girl can fade away
Black and blue and shades of grey
Whose gonna save you now?

Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Take a rest, take your time
You'll never know, you'll never find
All you took, you left behind
The winds gonna blow, the rains gonna call
Where can I stand? One by one
Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Where's your heart? Where's your mind?

Oh how a girl can fade away
Black and blue and shades of grey
Whose gonna save you now?

Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Where do you run? Where do you hide?
Poor Adeline, Poor Adeline
Where's your heart? Where's your mind?

Oh how a girl can fade away
Black and blue and shades of grey
Oh what a mess you've made today
Whose gonna save you, now?

Jackson Hole
I'll trade those city lights and crowded skies
Roll down Snake River with a box full of flies
Come on White Water make this old girl sing
And teach this young girl how to western swing
Life's gonna be better now, better in Jackson Hole

No California dreaming, anymore
I'll put Wyoming out of my back Door
Life's gonna be better now, better in Jackson Hole

Get a little bit of rise and fall
Get a little bit of rise and fall

Don't take no wedding ring, don't set no trap
We're chasing freedom at the end of the map
Life's gonna be better now, better in Jackson Hole

Your Day Will Come
It's a long long way to home again, carryin' a heavy load
Wake God's child before the dawn, pure as a pot o' gold
And when you go to sleep at night, tell me whether demons come
And drag you down with both hands to where it's hotter than the burnin' sun
How far can you run?

When the darkness falls around me, I can hear the wind blow
Wailin' through the pine tree, ghost of a troubled soul
Everything that goes around comes around in time
Don't wait on redemption, it's never gonna take your side
How long can you hide?

Blackbird on a high wire afraid of what he saw
Named their only witness, he won't sing any more
When you go to sleep at night, tell me when the demons come
Drag your soul down below, how far can you run?
Soon your day will come

Woe Is Mine
Oh, woe is mine, oh, woe is mine
Dark days a-coming, Lord, woe is mine
Poor lonesome boy, poor lonesome boy
Dark days a-coming, oh, lonesome boy

Seen no guiding light, seen no holy sign
Where's my Kingdom Come ? oh, Lord woe is mine

One burning tear, one burning tear
Brought down a mountain, one burning tear
Poor lonesome boy, poor lonesome boy
Bring down a mountain, oh, lonesome boy

Seen no guiding light, seen no holy sign
Where's my Kingdom Come ? oh, Lord woe is mine
Ain't no saints in white, ain't no bread or wine
Ain't no Kingdom Come, oh, Lord woe is mine


Faith & Science
June 2006
Produced by Shane & Nash Chambers
Essence / EMI


Safe And Sound
You know all that you could be, a big opportunity
And you want to disappear
The walls won’t let you sleep tonight, you’re throwing the title fight
And you want to disappear
We’re feeding prime-time coast to coast, the sleeping dogs, the walking ghosts
Everyone gets paper-thin, and everything’s for sale

Under the sunlight and over the ground, maybe we’ll all be safe and sound
Maybe we’ll all be happy again
If everything seems to be out of control, losing the heart in search of the soul
Just keep us all safe and sound

We know all that we could be, a big opportunity
And we want to disappear
We’re learning how to play the part, for lovers of every plastic art
Everyone gets everything, and it all goes out of style

Under the sunlight and over the ground, maybe we’ll all be safe and sound
Maybe we’ll all be happy again
If everything seems to be out of control, losing the heart in search of the soul
Just keep us all safe and sound

Everybody Loves You Now
You were far away and losing a war in your head
On a high-wire line and just hanging on by a thread
You were all worked up a dog in a cage
Just about blowing the pressure gauge
But it’s all right, everybody loves you now

You were colour and sound, numbers and words in the rain
All that faith won’t heal and science won’t explain
You were all for real and nothing less
You’ve been asleep in a beautiful mess
But it’s all right everybody loves you now

It’s all right, everybody loves you now

One more day of lonely place to place
When you’re always reaching out through time and space
And everybody loves you now

You were breaking out a great escape
A work of fine art is taking shape
And it’s all right everybody loves you now
It’s all right everybody loves you now
It’s all right everybody loves you now
You know it’s all right everybody loves you now

Stolen Car
I wish I knew what I should say, I wish I knew that you would stay
I wish I knew how to live, I wish that I had more to give
I wish I knew what you were thinking, before I start sinking and drift away

Just like a thief in a fast stolen car, you’ve been running straight for the sun

I wish that I could take your lead, I wish that I was all you need
I wish that I could understand, I wish that I was more a man
I wish I knew why I was waiting, before I start fading and drift away

Just like a thief in a fast stolen car, you’ve been running straight for the sun

I hope I know what I should say, I hope I know that you will stay
I hope I never drift away

Just like a thief in a fast stolen car, you’ve been running straight for the sun
And I’m just like a page in a book no one’s reading, I’m hiding here from the sun
I’ll be hiding here from the sun

Set Me Up
You can set me up just to break your fall
You can set me up I don’t mind at all
Cause I’ve been waiting for something beautiful to blow up in my face
And I’ve been looking for something dangerous to come and take it’s place

You can set me up with each and every call
You can set me up I don’t mind at all
Cause I’ve been waiting for something beautiful to blow up in my face
And I’ve been looking for something dangerous to come and take it’s place

You’ll fly your flag unfurled, you’ll try and save the world
You’ll get your conscience clear every time you disappear
You’ll find the answers when nobody else can find a friend
And you’ll set me up again

Cause I’ve been waiting for something beautiful to blow up in my face
And I’ve been looking for something dangerous to come and take it’s place

Go fly your flag unfurled, go try and save the world
Just get your conscience clear before you disappear
You’ll find the answers when nobody else can find a friend
And you’ll set me up again

I Know What You Need
It’s the fortune in your hand, it’s the spotlight where you stand
It’s the answer you don’t know, it’s the space left when you go

Don’t know what you want, don’t know what you want
But I know what you need
Don’t know what you want, don’t know what you want

It’s the traffic in your head, it’s the cold side of your bed
It’s the place where you belong, it’s the words to your favourite song

Don’t know what you want, don’t know what you want
But I know what you need
Don’t know what you want, don’t know what you want
But I know what you need
I know what you need
I know what you need
To believe

All The Time In The World
Something’s crawling on my back and digging holes in my head
Something’s climbing through the crack and hiding under the bed
All you can do without, cut it up and let it out
Good, bad and strange

With all the time in the world you won’t find a thing
That you couldn’t love if you can change

Something’s living in my home and taking up all my space
Something’s breathing on it’s own and wearing my look on it’s face
All you’ve learned about rip it up and let it out
Good, bad and strange

With all the time in the world you won’t find a thing
That you couldn’t love if you can change
If you could change

All you can do without, cut it up and let it out
Good, bad and strange

With all the time in the world you won’t find a thing
That you couldn’t love
All the time in the world you won’t find a thing
That you couldn’t love if you can change
You could love if you could change

I Can Change
I could be a stranger and never know your name
I could be a hero and never take the blame
But I can change, I can change
I could be a pistol that aims at anyone
I could be some justice for all the shit you’ve done
But I can change, I can change

So if you want to blow this world apart if you want to go back to the start
If you want to leave me out of range, know that I can change

I could be a song that never plays in tune
I could be a flower that never comes in bloom
But I can change, I can change
I could be a mountain standing in your way
I could be a river that dries up every day
But I can change, I can change

So if you want to blow this world apart if you want to go back to the start
If you want to leave me out of range, know that I can change

I could be a failure and I could be a waste
I could be a mirror to every fear you’ve faced
But I can change, I can change

So if you want to blow this world apart if you want to go back to the start
If you want to leave me out of range, know that I can change
Just know that I can change

Always Be On Your Side
You come out swinging again, up on a win and down on a friend, it’s a fine day
It gets so cold in here when you burn up in the atmosphere for a fine day
A fine, fine day

You never need to hide all your outlaw pride
Cause I’ll always be on your side

You’re out in the great unknown, legends don’t live in the comfort zone on a fine day
You’re a symphony no one hears, the best-laid plans and the big ideas for a fine day
A fine, fine day

You never need to hide all your outlaw pride
Cause I’ll always be on your side

Any time on any day with anyone, I know what you are
Every time on everyday with everyone I know what you are
And I love what you are

You never need to hide all your outlaw pride
Cause I’ll always be on your side
I’ll always be on…
Always be on your side

Acrobat Ache
All that’s real, you’re pushing it slowly back under the wheel
We can stay, two feet apart and a whole world away
Keeping score, standing on mountains and hoping for more

And I’m throwing stones waiting for something to break
Moving beyond your mistake, losing your acrobat ache

Undisguised, you’re old enough not to be acting surprised
You can shine but only in a universe next to mine

And I’m throwing stones waiting for something to break
Moving beyond your mistake, losing your acrobat ache
Losing your acrobat ache

All that’s real you’re pushing it slowly back under the wheel

And I’m throwing stones and I’m waiting for something to break
And I’m moving beyond your mistake and I’m losing your acrobat ache
Losing your acrobat ache

Big In Japan
lyrics by Tom Waits
I got the style, but not the grace
I got the clothes, but not the face
I got the bread, but not the butter
I got the window, not the shutter

Hey I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan
I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan

I got the house, not the deed
I got the horn, but not the reed
Got the cards, not the luck
I got the wheel, but not the truck

But hey I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan
I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan

I got the moon, I got the cheese
I got the whole damn nation on their knees
I got the rooster, I got the crow
I got the ebb, got the flow

I got the powder, not the gun
I got the dog, not the bun
I got the clouds, not the sky
I got the stripes, but not the tie

But hey I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan
I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan

Hey ho, they love the way I do it
Hey ho, there’s really nothing to it

Got the moon, I got the cheese
I got the whole damn nation on their knees
I got the rooster, I got the crow
I got the ebb, I got the flow

I got the sizzle, but not the steak
I got the boat, but not the lake
I got the sheets, not the bed
I got the jam and not the bread

But hey I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan
I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan

I got the moon, I got the cheese
I got the whole damn nation on their knees
Got the rooster, I got the crow
I got the ebb, I got the flow

And I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan
I’m big in Japan, I’m big in Japan

Tourist (Stand In One Place)
It could be everywhere you’ve been, falling somewhere in between
The lines from place to place
It could be everything you see in this tragic comedy
Of smiles without a face

I’ve walked every inch of your town
I’ve loved every sight, every sound
While you stand in one place and just watch as the world goes around

First you’re here and then you’re gone, hey whatever turns you on
Whatever makes you smile
It’s World War III down on the street, the pills don’t quite get you to sleep
But you’re doing it in style
While everyone is left facing the sun
And they’re all waiting for the thing to explode

And I’ve walked every inch of their town
I’ve loved every sight, every sound
While they stand in one place and just watch as the world goes around
We all can stand in one place and just watch as the world goes around

One brave step over the line

Home
I’ll move it out into the light
I just can’t leave it alone
I’m somewhere in America
And you’re asleep at home

I’ll take it out over the edge
And watch it sinking like a stone
There’s snow on the ground in Canada
And you’re asleep at home

I’m only a spark in the fire
I’m only a voice on the air
I’m wide awake in Hollywood
But I could be anywhere

I’ll move it out into the light
I just can’t leave this thing alone
I’m somewhere in America
And you’re asleep at home


It's A Movie
September 2002
Produced by Shane & Nash Chambers
Warner / EastWest


The Best Day Of The Year
It's a new sun, Summer's begun and shifted a weight off your mind
Slow down turn back around, everyone's waiting behind
Cool eyes that watch you from miles away, wait for a time when you learn to stay

And everyone knows i'll be here on the best day of the year
When everything's perfectly clear

Step back you're under attack, the rain's coming in through the roof
Choosing sides the whole thing collides and someone's left looking for proof

And everyone knows i'll be here on the best day of the year
When everything's perfectly clear

Cool eyes that watch you from miles away, wait for a time when you learn to stay

And everyone knows i'll be here on the best day of the year
When everything's perfectly clear

It's a bright new sun

Nice To Be Here
Pack all the good wins safe on the shelf
Stuck in an orbit around yourself
Hand over hand and keeping the score
It's just not music anymore
Finding a mountain and beating it flat
We've got nothing if we don't have that

I feel it's nice to be
It's nice to be here

Shut off the bright lights and come back to earth
You had a good time for all that it's worth
Prize of the year just came into bloom
A time bomb ticking in an a crowded room

I feel it's nice to be
It's nice to be here

(Find a mountain and we're beating it flat)
So why don't we stay ?
(We've got nothing if we don't have that)
Cause out there everyone's
(Catch the victory that slips through the crack)
Got a price to pay
(We've got nothing if we don't have that)
And it could be our finest hour

You left a message on my breath
I'm so alive I'm scared to death
It might be raging war outside
But I'm always ready for one more ride
And you shot a spark from a catherine wheel

Keep It Together
Making the best of the days that's making up the worst of years
The distance from here to there is further than it first appears
Travel the states of your mind spending too much time alone
Gone out looking for fun but only bringing anger home
No one here can give protection to save you from yourself
You might need direction and we won't call it help

Cut off my hands if you must I know that it's not your style
But what lies under the dust when you haven't moved for a while
If the situation's hopeless you settle for a second prize
It all comes back into focus when you uncover your eyes

I don't mind all the freaks that you always bring around
Or the way you hang your crucifixes upside down
Tomorrow you can face the weather or fuck it all up today
But could you keep it together just while i'm away

Lets Get Started
In a room with a single light at the centre of the universe
You watch a b-grade black and white as your mind works in reverse

If you're feeling brave, let's get started now
Lose our way and the dream will lead us round

Every day is a crash test spinning the world on a fingertip
Offer you a mother's love or a knuckle and a broken lip

So if you're feeling brave, let's get started now
Lose our way and the dream will lead us round

Learn to swim in the fishbowl while you're waiting on a call
And wonder why it takes so long to get nowhere at all

When everyday is a cool faced captain spinning the world on a fingertip
Take you on a glory ride or take you down with the ship

Designed To Fade
Waiting in the pressure room, watch the floor begin to crack
Check the time and hold your breath, shake the witches from your back
But you won't break as you bend, you hold your grace until the end

All the better things we made, every little change of shade
Maybe it's designed to fade, but i feel loved again

There is no protection here, they don't offer guarantees
But we just want something to mean something for once, just for once

All the better things we made, every little change of shade
Maybe it's designed to fade, but i feel loved again

Could you give it up ?
Have you had enough ?
Fall where i stand
Could you give it up ?
When you've had enough
You're in command

All the wasted things we do, all the trouble we go to
It's designed to fade it's true, but i feel loved again
It's A Movie
Sometimes it's a movie and you're looking from the outside in
A flash of make believe can cover you like a second skin
It's out of your control just watching it move before your eyes
Head straight for the door no stopping to wait for the next surprise

Could we find a better way ? Find a better way ?
You don't need to save the day again

We've got all the fresh hype - metal to soul, funk, rap to rock
And you'll be making room for every new kid on the block
It's got to be a movie 'cause nothing's this unbelievable

Could we find a better way ? Find a better way ?
You don't need to save the day again

Jump up on the line we're sending the next man into space
We hate to disappoint but somebody's here to take your place

Perfect
There's a million things I've left behind
I guess it just kind of slipped my mind
At least there's nothing in my way
And i feel more perfect every day

Jumping in the jet stream for a joke
Floating in mid air until you choke
It's easy to fall but it's okay
'Cause i feel more perfect every day

Taking it to all extremes
Who knows what that means
A pocket full of regrets
No more safety nets

There's a crowd of people gathered round
And they've only come to watch me drown
I just hope that you didn't have to pay
'Cause i feel more perfect every day

It's what you've wanted me to say
That i feel more perfect every day
And now there's nothing in my way
I feel more perfect every day

Day In The Sun
This is where the old and new collide
Time to shake it down from every side
Justice for the boy who never lied
Seven times a week I go to sleep
Seven times I hope I'll be waking up
Just to see a day when it doesn't rain
Everywhere you go

Move slow till the battle is won
And spend a day in the sun
Get your finger on the pulse, your eye on the ball
You're right on the money

Riding on a wayward satellite
Coming into view you're out of sight
Spark a trail of fire into the night
Looking for a place to land

Move slow till the battle is won
And spend a day in the sun
Get your finger on the pulse, your eye on the ball
You're right on the money

Stay low till the waiting is done
For your day in the sun
Keep your eyes on the pin, your hands on the wheel
You're right on the money

A day in the sun
Sober and done

Life On Mars
This is life on Mars, traffic lights and stars
You got in for free but it's not like on tv
This is life on Mars, swing from rusted bars
Take all you can find to occupy your mind

There's nothing alive up here
There's nothing alive up here
There's only the truths that you fear
Nothing alive up here

This is life on Mars, rented rooms and borrowed cars
Trace a line to every scene, paint colours in between

There's nothing alive up here
There's nothing alive up here
There's only the truths that you fear
Nothing alive up here

This is life on Mars, where we all wear scars
But if the feeling's right there'll be no sleep tonight

I Wish I Was You (Sometimes)
Stop messing around it's the countdown to ignition
Bring the hammer down and be done with the twenty questions
We got nothing done you just gotta love that don't you
We're still having fun so at least it's a start

And nothing comes close to this tell me it's true
If i had just one wish, i wish i was you

I try to call connect but i'm still getting disconnected
I've come to expect so much less than i expected

And nothing comes close to this tell me it's true
If i had just one wish, i wish i was you
Sometimes i wish i was you

Stop messing around 'cause we must be missing something
Bring the hammer down and let's go make a start

Satellite Song
If you trip between the days
If you fall between the lines
When you're paying no attention
To the warning signs

Too much static in the air
Too much sugar in my mouth
Got every single possibility
All worked out

We are only satellites
We are only satellites
We just spin around
And wait for the night to roll in
Wait for the night to roll in
Wait for the night to roll in
'Cause that's the only time we shine