ALBUM: BLOOMING THROUGH THE BLACK (2016)

STRONGER

When you were mine and I was yours
when both of our keys opened up the same door
there was love in our hearts, in our clothes on the floor
love used to be fun, it became such a chore
The sky turned black when we spoke of the doubt
that lived in our hearts and escaped somehow
and I thought I could too if I figured out how
But like your punching bag I kept hanging around
I only wish you could see what I've become since you left me
Convictions built upon shifting sands
But your eyes were adrift beyond only one man
And I stiffened my lip when I saw your true hand
Until I felt just how cruel your cold blood ran
And I bit my own tongue just to see if it'd bleed
I said don't mind the blood, its just my heart on my sleeve
I only wish you could see what I've become since you left me
I've been strong, strong since you've gone

 

Blooming Through The Black

She's a sight down in the canyon stars above and hell below
silver moon her sole comapanion, pours shadows on the road
She thinks on what she used to be through the haze of all she lost
finds defeat in victory, the little engine that could not
She's blooming through the black
born of destruction
burned but she's coming back
bending towards the sun
she don't care about fitting in or falling out
she's just been waiting for the sun to come out
And have you ever seen such color growing under the taxicab sun
through a crack in the concrete collar, a million days in the space of one
she's from the country, she likes to move slow but danger makes her feel the spark
she talks softly lets her colors show blooming when the sky is dark
She's blooming through the black
born of destruction
burned but she's coming back
bending towards the sun
she don't care about fitting in or falling out
she's just been waiting for the sun to come out
good things come slowly
carrying a little pain in tow
good things come slowly
got to have a little room to grow

 

ACROSS YOUR MIND
rain, I am the rain
I'll follow no highway across hill and plain
the river is my road, I ride to the sea
I've always been as I shall always be
I am not hard to find
if you're having hard times, lay me down across your mind
snow, the ice and the snow  
I am the rime and the frost outside your door
I am the blanket on New England in the cold
never catch me young nor see me grow old
I am not hard to find
if you're having hard times, lay me down across your mind
you saw me off on that bright blue day
burnt up and windblown to join the waves
so long with the old road, into the new
if you think of me sometimes I'm never far from you
I am the sea, the deep dark sea
the old companion to a thousand fleets
I'll hold your ark, I'll kiss each lonely shore
all that will come has come before
I am not hard to find
If you're having hard times, lay me down across your mind
I'm in the willow, the oak, the campfire smoke, the heat that warms your hands
I'm in the robbin, the crow, the prodigal sparrow, the sound of your favorite band
In your angels, your demons, your satan, your jesus, the changing of seasons, the space thats between us.

 

WATER THROUGH A MILL
no longer will I see your shoes by the door
and I'm not the one you're hurting for
still there's a sting when I think of certain things
a little late in their first time coming
she's like water through a mill
and I'm left here standing still
I'll miss the little things we discovered
pretending we were lovers
no one would care about the secrets we shared
but still I think I'll keep them
she's like water through a mill
and I'm left here standing still
she's like the wind upon the grass
she's dissappearing fast
I'm living in the past
every heart has a hole and I did my best to fit
but I couldn't find the shape of it
I laid stone upon stone to stop the river flowing through
but the water always flowed to you
she's like water through a mill
she's like the wind upon the grass
I'm left here standing still while she's disappearing fast
I'm living...

 

BARBED WIRE
wrapped up in the loving arms of a war
what industry is worth dying for
its all a race to the top of the pantheon in the time we've got
built a wall to keep us clean
where the skin is fair and the grass is green
three car garage, a house by the sea
to keep out all those who disagree
barbed wire killed the buffalo
telephone killed the radio
we're killing the time before our turn
it keeps out, it keeps in the devils rope against my skin
spits fire until there's nothing left to burn
cold blood go figure
from the man behind the desk to the one behind the trigger
there's silent anguish in every language
it all sounds the same no matter what day its
I can remember a world without fear
before I heard the clock ticking in my ear
barbed wire killed the buffalo
telephone killed the radio
we're killing the time before our turn
it keeps out, it keeps in the devils rope against my skin
spits fire until theres nothing left to burn

 

TIES THAT BIND US
holding up my hands I surrender, I'd like to be somebody new
someone that I'd rely on to be there everything is fallen
when life is shattered on the ground I'd be the one to stick around cause
my heart and your heart
their just the same
but my dreams and your love pull me in opposite ways
where's the love I have to give
the things I said I'd do but never did
the man I thought I'd be as a kid
maybe he can mend the ties that bind us
I've been getting bored with my reflection
its the same today as everyday, where's the catalyst for changing
these days my only friend is regret
the sentiments I've said before in scattered pieces on the floor say
my heart and your heart, they're just the same
but my dreams and your love pull me in opposite ways
where's the love I have to give, the things I said I'd do but never did
the man I thought I'd be as a kid
maybe he can mend the ties that bind us

 

DON'T GET EXCITED
I need a pen and some paper to write down some words
I got to get out all of my thoughts
I've been thinking aloud for quite some time now
I need a record before their lost
don't get excited, don't get excited, don't get excited for me
I've been inspired before and I've written words
that did little more than help me sleep
I need some film for my camera
I just put my pen down and the shadows caught my eye
I can feel their power, the gold lasts an hour
and I can't let it pass me by
don't get excited, don't get excited, don't get excited for me
there's been plenty of times when the angles are just right
but the subject's too dark to see
put that camera down now this room is a mess now
with junk treasures and debris
I could put a shelf here some cabinets there
I once took a class in carpentry
I'll build you hands I can hold
build you a spirit that's old
my work will be simple and plain
I'll build you eyes that can see right through me
I'll love you in an old fashioned way
don't get excited, don't get excited, I'm no handyman
but I'll sing you a love long song and love you for so long
I hope that's all you need.  

 

EVERYONE DIES
I've seen the way you sleep at night lonesome drifting in your bed
some noise to dull the pounding of all the things that fill your head
and behind those weary irises, old familiar shadows creep
and they fill your rods and cones with little reasons you can't sleep
look I've read ahead and everyone dies tragically at the end
there's beauty disguised in the closing of an eye
and even uncut flowers will shrivel in time
but you can read by my light
the barest bones of what you need are pressed into your hand
and the castle walls you built so high are sinking in the sand
if silence is a stranger well other treasures might be too
come by the welcome party thats waiting here for you
look I've read ahead and everyone dies tragically at the end
there's beauty disguised in the closing of an eye
and even uncut flowers will shrivel in time
but you can read by my light
I've seen the way you sleep at night lonesome drifting in your bed
some noise to dull the pounding of all those things that fill your head
look I've read ahead and everyone dies tragically at the end
there's beauty disguised in the closing of an eye
and even wilting flowers recover sometimes
but you can read by my light
oh you can read by my light

 

MENTAL REMEDY
without a light what am I
lost in a haze spinning round my mind
ectoplasm of a memory that I tried to leave behind
whiskey worked for a while
left empty pockets and an empty smile
lying waiting for my eyes to see some blue in the sky
Oh look what you've done to me
I make a break and you won't let me be
I need a new melody, mental remedy, mental remedy
three words I wanted to tell you
words I knew I shouldn't say
now I know it can never be true since I've been treated this way
the sun falls from the sky, I'm hung up like clothes on a line
left here watching every passerby
I'm left out to dry
Oh look what you've done to me
I make a break and you won't let me be
I want a new melody, mental remedy, mental remedy
out of my head, I need to leave you
with you I can't see the light
you know I dread what's you've done is true
and I need to learn what is right
Oh look what you've done to me
I make a break and you won't let me be
I need a new melody, mental remedy, mental remedy.  

 

HOT AIR BALLOON
if all of our love was written in a song, how long would it last
cause time moves fast so pleases sing slow
that melody before you go
and sing if I'm down and low
that melody before you go
and rise like a hot air balloon
when you're gone I hope you're coming back soon
if my whole life was written in a song
how sad it would sound when you're not around
so sing to me now
that melody before you leave
sing if I'm down and low
that melody before you go
and rise like a hot air balloon
when you're gone, when you're gone, when you're gone
I hope you're coming back soon


 

ALBUM: Poor Old Shine (2013)

Weeds Or Wildflowers

I came along to find a little peace of mind
neglectin' all my duties, steppin' off that straightened line
now I just sit by my front door filled with indolence and sound
it's like I'm watchin' the weeds grow on my brow
and I had a pure potential in a soiled white shirt
with love enough to kill me, but was unsure of its worth
and though the night is sweetened by some rising of the moon
I've lived enough to know the battle's never through
you pass something down, no matter where or how
will there be weeds or wildflowers affixed upon your bows
there's a crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue
will there be weeds or wildflowers when you're done
remember you traveled through the desert, you traveled to the sea
lookin' out on some horizon, asking what you mean to me
and we all hang around with a free or toiled mind
while all of our branches entwined
and as I watch the brick erode from day to day
the leaves change their colors and the loft fills with hay
as a blade of sunshine cuts across my chest
the blood beneath boils with unrest
blown about by the wind, a worthless little thing
but the world can feel the changes of a butterfly's wing
and that crooked burning cigarette rollin' on your tongue
will leave its weeds before your flowers yet have sprung

 

Footsteps In My Ear

though my heart may bid you well
my sober throat is dry of sound
and from my hands you slipped away
behind my eyes you'll always stay
as the stars fill the sky
you're on your horse, you're on your line
jump from the moon and land on mars
but it ain't that far
maybe you're the moon in the water
maybe you're the fog in the field
I reach out to you and you get farther away
maybe you're just footsteps in my ear

 

Country Pocket

there's a little country pocket
where we'll spend most of the rest of our lives
we'll raise a little family
wipe the tears from our children's eyes
and we'll write little notes for posterity
that no eyes shall look upon
save you and me
that lazy sun is drifting
it falls down like a drunk man to his knees
the moon, a spying eye
rolling on the silhouetted trees
and our old dog is running away
towards the spot where my father lay
return to the clay
let us take what we need from the garden
give the love we have until it's gone
leave the paintings of our mothers to our daughters
let our histories guide us on

 

Ghosts Next Door

I woke up this morning, and never felt so much pain
all the little sympathies have gone away again
I kept on tellin' myself I'll never love you more
but then I went and found you with the ghosts who live next door
and the first time that I saw you, we were standing in line
and every little piece of me is frozen in that time
the man behind the counter, he was fighting his own war
but it's nothing compared to the ghosts who live next door
and I don't know what you say and do not mean
I don't know just what you think of me
you've bereft me of my vanities, I wish I could tell you more
but I keep being silenced by the ghosts who live next door
I can hear the silence of the ghosts who live next door

 

Punching The Air

I found myself on a rail line bound for hell
riding that train, it ain't free, it ain't easy
the passengers keep talking to me
they say I'm walking on a wire
between white smoke and fire
it beats the life out of me
all this livin' on sympathy
the wars we fight are only in our mind
determined to lose my self­doubt
determined to see free and clear
with eyes closed tight, I swing with all my might
and all that I'm punchin' is air
mosquito, mosquito, you're buzzing so loud
but only I can hear
you say my words they mean nothing
you say my wrists they are too thin
you tell me that one over and over again
though there's darkness all around me
that fly I see as clear as day
with broken shackles at my feet
like a bird I fly free
leave behind this ball and chain
with eyes open wide, I'm staring at the sky
and all that's between is air

 

Right Now

my grandmother said to me
when your lamp is burning low, that's all she wrote
ain't no need to shed a tear
if you throw a couple stones
up on a freight train passing through
ain't no telling what kinda sights they may see
we got right now to get right now, honey
we got right now, honey, to get right
we sat down in the shade
you said you're moving to the city
to start a life and leave this little town behind
as for me and the boys
I guess we're moving to the highway
rambling band, singin' songs on our mind
on a sad and lonely day
when your leaves begin to change
and weariness surrounds you like a wall
the darkness may bring a very unexpected thing
just as there are apples in the fall

 

Empty Rocking Chair

I never told you that I loved you, I never told you that I cared
those words were spinning round me, could've used them
but I guess I left them hanging there
I never told you I was leaving, I just vanished in the air
I left your mouth so full of questions, and an empty rocking chair
now all those dreams you dreamed of living
where I was building fences 'round our yard
I think I was building your defenses
keeping others from my heart
all those dreams became a nightmare
just like smoke before my eyes
I never told you that I loved you
why oh why couldn't I
as a child runs from danger
that's how I ran from you
now I'm a perfect stranger
just someone you once knew
when did I ever get so cold
to never shed a tear
over all the pain I caused you
and the regretlessness I fee
I left your mouth so full of questions
and an answer I can't share

 

The Hurry All Around

I am an old man from out in Spokane
feels like I was born with these stripes upon my shoulders
I've been waiting for that hour in Dayton
where I will feel that sun so hot
and I'll let that freedom burn
now I'm in that city, and it ain't so pretty
I'm feelin' dizzy from the hurry all around
now that old me I thought was dying slowly
well I'm longing to be him now
I've been a gambler, one hell of a rambler
but I always knew the name of that town as I passed through
that automobile made from Pittsburgh steel
has taken all the hellos and goodbyes out of you
so I'll hang my hat up next to my saddle
and I'll carve my name in letters on the door
now that old me I thought was dying slowly
I guess I'll hang it up to be him once more

 

Love Song

tell me, can't you tell how my heart does swell
I've been dreaming of you all night long
but no word my heart sings does justice to these things
and it's hard to write a love song
I've been carving your name in empty picture frames
while this fire in my chest slowly burns
you've been so far away, but my purest heart remains
patient in line for your return
I been out on that road, my heart blanketed in snow
sometimes this february love feels so cold
while you're home in your nest, escaping winter's breath
and the middle of your bed must be getting old

 

Tear Down The Stage

tear down the stage that I grew up on
I won't be here in another year, I'll be traveling on my own
take all the oil, the gasoline and gold
and feed it to my dreams, the last things I really own
if I could go back in time and wipe the slate clean
I wouldn't listen to my teachers, they don't know what's best for me
but I'd listen to my friends, the ones who knew me way back when
they all told me I was different, but that just made me one of them
I'd run through the fields and climb the highest tree
I'd be high above my parents with no shoes on my feet
my calluses would be my favorite trophies
with that box full of fireflies and my head full of memories
I wouldn't spend so much time in front of the TV
I'd learn to write a letter, just to say hello to future me
I'd learn to build a fire without the help of kerosene
just to burn all the technology that ruined me

 

ALBUM: AFTERPARTY - EP (2014)

Anita

Anita, why ya gotta be in Providence tonight, Providence tonight
Anita, why ya gotta be away
Anita baby, there is something I gotta say
when I met you I felt a love that could never fade away
tonight I was hopin' to get you all alone
but now you're miles and miles away
and I can only touch you by telephone
why'd ya have to go away
I bought her flowers, spent my last few dimes
Anita left town right around suppertime
not she's in Providence, she ain't comin' home
so I'll just sit here with my banjo all alone
what's in Providence anyway
Anita, lovin', I need your lovin'
Anita, why ya gotta be away