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I sat down in my bedroom alone. I broke the chair.
I hit the floor. It wouldn't hold. So, I fell to the main floor below. Then
my house fell off the cliff now here we go.
Don't get so excited baby. Everybody's happy. We're gonna be just fine.
I called
up an old friend late last night. He wasn't home. I had to talk. I saw your
light. You were asleep, I wrote my brother for advice. He lost the note. Why
did I leave my parents side?
Don't
get so excited baby. Everybody's happy. We're gonna be just fine.
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Come Back in August
It's a cool August night, all the kids are inside,
and the young folks got nothing to do. Cause they're looking for something perfectly
fun, something never been tried, something new. As I lay on the ground and I
look at the sky and I'm sitting here talking to You. I've come to realize on
this cool August night that You like to have some fun too.
I remember
the time I was scared of the time that You would show up here again. You'd take
me away from and rise and set days, and You'd take me away from my friends.
I had so much to do, so much good in the world. Never thought You would want
it to end. Never thought what a better time we would have if You could do it
all over again.
Take this
away and make it good. Don't leave me behind, even though sometimes I wish You
would.
There's a
time and a place for most things these days, but the same wasn't true for You.
Show up early or late, any time would be great. There was just one thing I wanted
to do- I'd get married and then, well, see, life would begin. I was thinking
like teenagers do. But, I finally found something better to come, something
never been tried, something new.
Take this away and make it good. Don't leave me behind, even though sometimes
I wish You would.
I'm home...no,
I'll be home soon, with the best that I knew.
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You Tell Me
I met here down in Mexico. We were better
off as friends. I had lots of time, she had the weekend.
I
heard it on the radio. They said we were in love. I just can't wait to see what
the Sun Times says about it, and how they blow it up.
Well
I'm walking through the door with my hands in the air, showing that my pockets
are empty. And I'm trying to find a line between freedom and law, and which
law should it be? You tell me.
Now listen,
new scenario, same trouble. Which law goes, when they both seem right? Right
out the window.
Last night with Ernst and Julio, it felt good to take
some time taking off the edge. You say the edge is a fine line. Well I didn't
ask you, but your problem is mine.
When I get
paid tomorrow,
I'm taking it to the bank where my parents went, where they know me by first
name. It don't matter how well I'm known, I'm still worried about what they
think when I reach down into my pocket for my deposit. Well it's feeling like
this that I walk in.
So
I'm walking through the door with my hands in the air, showing that my pockets
are empty. And I'm trying to find a line between freedom and law, and which
law should it be? You tell me.
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She's Like a Butterly
She's like a buttefly. She make's me sleep at night
when she rock's me in her arms. She's all my heart can find- the mistress of
mesmerize. She makes selfish seem down and compassion seem so very wise.
Please, won't
you love me? I am writing a book about love but the ending is missing. Please,
keep the mystery above me, cause we both know the mystery won't ask us to know
just to listen.
She's like
a starless night, eyes like the morning sky. She's got dreams, and love, and
pride. She's got a brighter side. She looks at it when she drives. She's a perfect
laid card, but sometimes she's the money inside.
She's got
a secret life about her dreams at night. She see's fear, and grace, and fire
in the sky. In her my heart confides, her heart of a thousand sighs. She's got
holes in her hand, but she won't let you stand by her side.
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Road Jive
These days on the road, people are doing so much more than driving.
I'm not even driving as fast as I'm allowed to, but right now, that's just fine.
Feeling so
much more than alive, I'm driving slower as I'm getting older. Why is it when
we have less of life to lose we play it safer and pull over?
She's putting
make-up on, but she's already out. She's got a cigarette headed for her mouth.
She's gonna make a call, tell her dad about the road.
He turns the
radio cause he hates the song. He's got a Dead cd. He's gonna put it on and
play the drums as he drives along the road.
These lines
go by so fast. They're slowly growing without us even knowing, until the whole
thing stops, the car gets hot, and everybody's jamming down the road.
The other
day, we were crawling along due to construction or some mistake. Somebody died.
We just pushed them aside cause we all have meetings to make. Never had he thought
so many people at his funeral. Never had he thought there'd be a drive-in at
his wake.
These days
go by so fast. They're slowly going, without us even knowing, until the whole
thing stops. We all jump off and hope somebody else can take us home. Please
somebody give me a ride Home!
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See-Through-You
Well I saw
through you to the inner stuff. You were tied in knots where your stomach was.
I saw what you like to eat, and what eats you up. Oh the crazy things you see
when you're in love.
Well I saw
your mind and I read it too. I saw the nervous parts made of steel in you. I
saw past the concrete face to where the tears soak through. Oh the crazy things
I see when loving you.
I looked beyond
your stair, into the inner rooms. There was a darkness there that made me think
things through. My eyes adjust in time, see that I'm someplace knew. I realize
all this time my eyes were open too.
Well I saw
you breathe in and out of love. Each time you held your breath I saw your eyes
light up. I can't say I saw the air, but I have felt its touch. Oh, the crazy
things you see when you're in love.
Well I saw
your heart beating double time. You tried to add a rest, but then you changed
your mind. And the strings were playing an eternal line. Oh the crazy things
I see on your inside.
I looked beyond your stare, into the inner rooms. There was a darkness there
that made me think things through. My eyes adjust in time, see that I'm someplace
knew. I realize all this time my eyes were open too.
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I Hate/He Aches
I'm walking down this lonely highway. I bring enough
for only one. I walk away, He's walking my way. So here I go, I turn and run.
I hate, He
aches. I run, He waits, no matter how long it takes. He takes my place. I make
mistakes all the time, and time again I leave His hand, He leaves His arms wide
open. I've never had a better friend.
Sometimes
some people I don't like them. Themselves is all they ever see. So, how can
He still say He's my friend when He still loves them just as much as me.
When I was
much younger, I invited my friends over never guaranteeing I would get along
with them. Still, it is the same now, even though I am much older. He is my
best friend.
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Bag End
Welcome to my house at the back of Bag End. You caught
me sitting on my porch again. I want you to meet my dog that doesn't shed. On
certain nights he sleeps at the foot of my bed.
I woke up
earlier this morning when the good things rise. I was the first one in my house
to step outside. I put my workboots on my gloves were in my work truck. I drove
down to the greenhouse and helped some plants get drunk.
I'm giving
everything that I've ever wanted to You. Give me twice more. You say that every
time I let go of something for You, You'll give me more.....this is my least
favorite song.
Step out on
the patio out back. We'll eat some lunch and let our drinks go flat. Take a
walk. If we don't, we'll get fat. If we do, then I've earned me an afternoon
nap.
With my wife
the Camry's coming up the road. I love when it's new when it's five years old.
Up onto the balcony we go. Spend our lives, then it's down to the studio, where
every song's got squeaking chairs from everyone hanging out upstairs.
I'm
giving everything that I've ever wanted to You. Give me twice more. You say
that every time I let go of something for You, You'll give me more.....this
is my least favorite song.
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Walking Away
I met an old friend last summer, the kind you never
could forget. Both asking questions of the other. Just like the day when we
first met. Both doing fine without the other. Though I can still recall the
time she had to leave. It was above her. She was my friend, my love, my life.
It's the walking
away that kills me. It's the "see you someday" that makes me cry.
But all this sadness works out in the end in this unexpected life.
I'm alway
fine when we're together. I know I'll get by when she's gone. But, it's so hard
to think of "never". That's why I had to write this song. Cause when
I let go of another and my heart is in my throat, I am reminded, I remember
the future is above us both.
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Avoided Fate
She's out on the water. She's out on the sea. She's
off of that shipwreck and on to me. She's somebody's daughter. She matters to
me. Wait a minute, cause sometimes if you just take a second back, you'll see-
She's
alive.....oh, if there was a way!
She's
alive.....how much have you lived today?
She's
out on the highway. We pass on a country road. For less than a moment our eyes
take hold. These small windows in time, I have looked out into your life- trying
to see the parts that make the whole of this before they close.
She's
alive.....oh, if there was a way!
She's
alive.....how much have you lived today?
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Seasons of the Heart
Sometimes it gets so cold out and the world closes
the door, the spring it's waiting for. I'm standing on the ice, jumping up and
down, just trying to break through. Lately, it's been that way with you.
As I wait
here, I know we've come back to where we start. I love every season of your
heart.
When the winter
comes and the light is gone, I'm gonna do enough to show that I still love you.
And the heat of the summer....that's between you and me. When tears fall with
the leaves, and you so easily give up on everything- it's like you want to die.
But then, you spring to life as another year's gone by.
With every
warm day comes a cold night, bringing change like sun and rain before the flowers
came. Each leaf is different from the next, like you, I don't know what to expect,
but I'm so glad you're not the same.
If every day
was the same, I think every day would get colder and colder. But as the seasons
they change, there's no time of year that I don't know her.
When
the winter comes and the light is gone, I'm gonna do enough to show that I still
love you. And the heat of the summer....that's between you and me. When tears
fall with the leaves, and you so easily give up on everything. It's like you
want to die, but then you spring to life as another year's gone by. This life
is a million years gone by.
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I
Wrote My Brother For Advice
