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Undone
03:27
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I found out
I found out
I found out the hard way
I found out
I found out
I found out it took so long, but now I
Know what’s going on, but I’ve got no idea why
All these seasons of the heart and all the changes oh that rages, racing by
Well I want
Yeah I want
Well I want what I can’t have sometimes
I want
Yeah I want
Well I want what I want,
And yet there’s no denying
It’s not enough to satisfy
Yet I tell myself, there’s something out there yet to find
It’s the feeling, when the well runs dry
And the rain won’t come and you’re on your own
Feel the high noon sunburn away your bones
Now you’ve come undone
So we dance,
And we dance,
Oh we dance, like fools
And we cry,
Yeah we cry,
Oh we cry, oh yeah we do
And then we love and love to love in love….until we die
And everything else in between is a storm with clothes left hanging on the line
And everything else in between is an urgent plea that’s met with no reply
And everything else in between is just a fight to keep that well from running dry
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Season For The Ghosts
04:11
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What a Season for the Ghosts
Things no longer seen
Reveal themselves again these days
I’ll run right through walls, you’ll see
To keep up with you
What a Season for the Ghosts
All that’s gone before is
Never far behind these days
Blacken windows and open doors
Crawl within my skin
Ready to begin
All my wand’ring
Take me right back home again to you
Oh my lord, I’ve been seething
Breaking from the part that keeps me whole
What a Season for the Ghosts
Living half a life and
Looking far beyond these days
Take my hand it’s growing cold
Can you keep me here?
Before I disappear
All my wand'ring,
take me right back home again to you
Oh my lord, I’ve been seething,
breaking from the part that keeps me whole
All this time, can’t stop feeling
Fills me to the core until I’m numb
Tie me down, no more wand’ring
Tearing me apart again to you
Tearing me apart again to you
Tearing me apart again
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Interstate Interior
03:31
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I’m flying in an aeroplane and I hope it won’t be long
Until I touch down in your town, but the direction’s all wrong
Right now I’m on the other side of moon
I’m riding on a railway train and I hope it won’t be long
Until I pull into to your stop, but these tracks go on and on
As I sit here counting time from left to right go by
Just a passive voice, a ghost, a shadow of what’s been left behind
I think about the situation
That’s left us in this complicated time
And you’re far away and this sensation's
Got me worried nothing's left to find
Well I’m speeding down the interstate and I hope it won’t be long
Until I pull on your off-ramp to take me to your home
To those old familiar times, used to feel so right
I think about the situation
That’s left us in this complicated burn
And I may be wrong, but this sensation's
Got me worried, that one won’t return… won't return
Right now I stand on your front porch and I know it won’t be long
Until I see your worried face, but I hope it don’t feel wrong
When I look into your eyes, besides all the surprise
Well when I was out there were you hoping I would just stay gone?
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Oh I’ve got a feeling, something different than I ever felt before
Oh yeah I got this feeling, a premonition of great things in store
Oh I’ve a feeling, it hit me so hard and now I just want more
Oh send my senses reeling, first you stole my heart and now my feet don’t touch the floor
Oh I’ve got a notion, I want to tell you something that’s never been said before
Oh it’s as deep as any ocean, I want to drown deep and never return to shore
I know you love me, but let me hear the words again
So they linger longer, always in my ear
You know I love you and on this you can depend
For whatever time I’ve got left down here
Oh I’ve got this notion, it’s something different than I ever known before
Oh it’s as deep as any ocean, I want to drown deep and never return to shore
I know you love me, but let me hear the words again
So they linger longer, always in my ear
You know I love you and on this you can depend
For whatever time I’ve got left down here
I know you love me, but let me hear the words again
So they linger longer, always in my ear
You know I love you and it’s clear you are my world
From the day you arrived, well I always feel you near
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Figure 8
04:52
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If you got something to say,
You’ve got to open your mouth
If you need your voices heard
Lay out down and play it loud
Oh yes I see you on your cross so quiet and proud
It’s a moment of truth
It’s a question of time
It’s a figure of speech
It’s a very fine whine
It’s the distance from each memory to the same scar
Maybe I’m just a fool, who takes all of this too far
I can’t find where this starts or where it ends
Running through the same lines in my mind each time
It's the distance from this rooftop oh up to the stars
Yes I’m certain that I’m just a fool, who’s taken this too far
I can’t find where this starts or where it ends
Running through the same lines in my mind each time
I can’t find where this starts or where it ends
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Make Believe
04:18
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Come back down here, we’ve got so much left to say
It’s our time dear, we can’t let nothing in our way
And if this world won’t show us all the beauty that we really need to see
Take my hand and just like making love, we’ll make believe
One more dance before the wine wears off and we won’t feel this way again
One more chance before the night wears off and daylight brings this to an end
It’s all fine dear, if you’ve got leaving on your mind
We can’t stay here, unless we leave it all behind
And in this world we fight like dogs and disagree and disengage
Well take my hand and we’ll wake up, just like water rising off this ocean wave
One more dance before the wine wears off and we won’t feel this way again
One more chance before the night wears off and daylight brings this to an end
One more dance before the wine wears off and we won’t feel the same again
One more chance before the night wears off and daylight brings this to an end
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Fearless and Wasted
04:54
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Well you ask me how it feels well I tell you I felt fine
“Take a minute to collect yourself, and while you’re lying, think hard,” she said... well
She’s a model of restraint and I’m a bottle that gets tossed away, again again
But I just think about the seconds, minutes, hours and these days that have gone by
Did I fall down, did I fall down or just get lost?
Fearless and Wasted, so I thought
Fearless and Wasted, just got caught again
What’s just a dollar today, but look ahead and what’s that cost?
Loose lips can kiss and drink wine and speak those words that should stay quiet... Keep your mouth shut
Slip the tongue and you’ll get run right out of town on a wire…. birds in flight
Or maybe held up like some hero and get condemned without no trial... Well how’s that feel?
Did I fall down, did I fall down or just get lost?
Fearless and wasted, so I thought
Fearless and wasted, just got caught again again
Follow the thread that pulls and tears apart
Always a....part
That’s left behind until all we have left is
All these ghosts within our head
Well you ask me how it feels and I tell you I felt fine
Then she said, “Well, take a minute to collect yourself and while you’re lying, think hard.” Yeah, I always do…
She’s a model of restraint and I’m a bottle that gets tossed away, over your shoulder
But I just think about the seconds, minutes, hours and these days that we have left
Did I fall down, did I fall down or just get lost?
Fearless and wasted, so I thought
Fearless and wasted, just got caught again, again
Did I fall down?
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Minnesota
04:14
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You were looking at three to five when I watched you arrive
Past the garden going up my drive
You came in and we sat down, didn’t say a word you didn’t make a sound
I didn’t love you like before, I couldn’t love you any more
So I went out to let you in
When I showed up on your steps
Tryin' make amends for this beautiful mess
And get a good story I could stick to
Said I don’t like rock and roll
But I don’t want to stay at home
I just stopped by on my way someplace low
I said I had to go out to the store to get something more than I had before you got here
You took a shirt that belonged to a friend
You put it on it fit like when
I locked my keys inside of my ride
You knew where the spare ones hide
So you went out to let me in
I found police waiting there,
Suburban breeze blowin’ through your hair,
And thought of a story I could stick to
Said I don’t like rock and roll
But I don’t want to stay at home
I just stopped by on my way someplace low
They gave me this call so I called you
I needed something to do
To pass the time, my life's in pieces
They tell me Jesus takes my kind
Well I hope he lives in Minnesota
'Cause that’s the place I gotta go
My case is up in that cold town
Now you face extradition
Just another detour on your mission
To get a good story you can stick to
Said I don’t like rock and roll
But I don’t want to stay at home
I stopped by on my way someplace low
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Orphan Songs and Dirty Hands
I used to play in a punk rock band
The songs slowed down, but it's still the same four chords
The days wind on, but I digress
Staggered steps, Color Me Impressed,
Have we hung around these downtown bars too long? Oh yes
Your economy had got me down,
Run around like a circus clown
Drain every ounce of youth left in my soul
Fell down blind nearly broke my neck
Now I wander ‘round like a nervous wreck
This hustlin’ life sure is getting old... Oh no
Orphaned Songs and Dirty Hands
I used to play in a new grass band
Strummed so fast, but couldn’t keep up with them fills
Searching for a place to go
And strayed too far from Bill Monroe
But I think we missed the mountain for those hills... Oh yeah
All I hear is argument
Is history just monuments to
Monumental shame and pain and toil
I think about what makes a man
And I'm trying hard to understand
It’s not easy, but I’m not sure that’s the point... Oh yeah
Oh we need all you have and more
Oh we need all you have and more
Orphaned Songs and Dirty Hands
I still play in a synth pop band
Turn it up and let the sequence play us out
Let’s stay here a while more
In darkness, still, before the dawning
This mirror only works when lights are on… Oh yeah
Orphan Songs and Dirty Hands
We need and you are and more
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