Track Name: off my feet
i have been here all of my life
waiting for someone to take me away.
all of my life i've been right here
i've been right here

you look so happy and i should be dancing
but i never set eyes on the floor.
you're peaceful to watch. but have you forgotten
or am i ignored?

the party has ended and the man you've befriended
has taken you off for a while.
i'm swept off my feet stuck to my seat
missing your smile.
Track Name: 78
slim, they say, had paid his dues. he walked a thousand miles in a poor man's shoes. he walked a thousand miles in a poor man's shoes for nothing.

he kept his spine strong and arrow straight while laying low with the reprobate. it's been ten years with the reprobate and counting.

oh. a thousand miles.

in the end they say his lungs collapsed, but no one here knows even half. no, no one here knows even half the story.

he held his head far above the norm. some men are self made, but he was born. some men are self made, but he was born for glory.

oh. a thousand miles.

slim they say...
Track Name: the promised land
how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far? how far?

my feet got stuck in the sinking sand.
my feet got stuck in the sinking sand.
my feet got stuck in the sinking sand.
my feet got, feet got stuck.

now i'm so tired that i cannot stand.
now i'm so tired that i cannot stand.
now i'm so tired that i cannot stand.
now i'm so tired, so tired.

how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far, lord, to the promised land?
how far? how far?
Track Name: like a magnet
hanging round the house just watching you regress
is something one might say is as depressing as it gets
it's like a magnet sucking everything that glimmers from my soul
and sticking it to something that is out of my control

it's an endless evolution of emotional enigmas
in an everyday encounter everyone tries to engage
some effective entertainment in an effort to evade
the eventual elimination of your extroversion

like a magnet

i could endeavor to engulf your enlightened eschatology
with empathetic eyes and ears embracing your existence
in the east it's past eleven. i entreat you to embody
this exacting and excruciating evaluation

like a magnet

there's an easy explanation for this esoteric evening
this ethereal emporium endowed in effervescence
leaves empirical ecclesiastics enraged at your emulation
of some escalated state enveloped in entrenched exceptions

magnet....
Track Name: on the north side
a room on the north side of town,
my castles have all fallen down.
promises made to a boy don't keep.
the wonderful things that once made me smile,
i've traded for this aluminum crown
in a room on the north side of town.

a car that could fit nineteen clowns
just drove itself into the ground.
a bag and a dollar, well pay no mind.
a boy and his dragon with billowed sails
i've traded for this cheap merry-go-round
in a room on the north side of town.
Track Name: the intranet man
his daddy died when he was seventeen.
says that's why he drinks and why he's mean.
says that it'll take some time, but everything will be alright.
that's why i'm writing you tonight.

and she don't know, but she thinks she's gonna go...
for the internet man.

well, my momma always said that i'd die young.
i've got a taste for danger and the devil on my tongue.
you know that he ain't touched me once in going on eleven months.
but, really, what's the difference?

and she don't know...
Track Name: red like fire
her smile reeks of alcohol
her words scream that she could fall
in love tonight sometime before last call.

her husband is not around.
he left her as life fell down
upon her and her child like a gown.

her eyes they shine red like fire
her voice screams that she is tired
of sitting through this karaoke choir.

her words burn their way into
the minds of those who listen through
stories they would wish they never knew.

her child isn't old enough
to understand this grown up stuff
but give him time he'll find that life is rough.
Track Name: clear sky blues
the sun ain't shone in so long now that imagine my surprise
when i saw clear blue skies in pennsylvania.

see, lately i've been thinking about finding somewhere else to lie
but now it's clear blue skies in pennsylvania.

in pennsylvania.

now we should think this over.
because i still think it's over.

thought for sure we'd seen our day and it wasn't coming back
but i saw clear blue skies in pennsylvania.

the endless ever present gray has of late been turning black
but now it's clear blue skies in pennsylvania.

in pennsylvania.

now we should think this over.
because i still think it's over.

in pennsylvania.
Track Name: pop song in a major
i haven't had a real good sleep in months.
i remember that your mother told me once
that a little bit of wine can calm the mind
but now it takes a bottle to unwind.

yeah, i know, you say you understand
but i've been slipping off to no man's land.
i've been slipping off to no man's land.

i need a hit. i need a pop song.
i need it like i've never needed
anything in life but you before.

seven-thirty don't tell me that the clock stopped
tick-tock tick-tock tick-tock tickin now.
seven-thirty don't tell me that the clock stopped
clock stopped.

i need a hit.
Track Name: slick as mud
you're slick as mud sitting at the bottom
of a puddle full of rain and fine cut spit.
you're slick as mud sitting at the bottom
of a puddle full of rain.

one could see you coming for miles
with your shiny red face and your puppy dog eyes
with your high-falootin arrogance
that i'd say from the circumstances
doubles as a billboard and a bad disguise.

you're slick as mud...

pity in the city would be even less respected
than the small town shame that is surely on the rise
from the small town pain
that you're needlessly inflicting
on yourself and anybody that'll take your side.

so you're slick as mud...
Track Name: the stanchion
on friday night the local dirt band's at the stanchion.
i think i'm gonna go and drink til i can't speak.
i'm gonna yell, i'm gonna scream out "play me patience."
and when it all wears off it'll be next week.

i'm gonna go and watch the junkies flash the groupies.
the buzz is airborn, it'll rock your soul to sleep.
now, if you're lonely it'll work just like the movies.
i haven't told her, but she'll be the first to see.

she'll be the first to know that it'll be alright.
she'll be the first to say that i won't let her down.
she'll be the first to see that i've been redeemed
and we've got better things in store.

you've got your cigarettes and everybody's smokin.
you've got your stories that are only ten years old.
you're like a treasure chest of records that are broken.
i haven't told her but she'll be the first to know.

she'll be the first to know that it'll be alright.
she'll be the first to say that i won't let her down.
she'll be the first to see that i've been redeemed
and we've got better things in store.

darlin' i've been down to the river's edge.
darlin' i've been washed by jesus' hands.
you know i've been saved from satan's power.
i'll be comin' home in another hour.
Track Name: gm
tap. my fingers dance. i send you word of every circumstace.
perhaps this just might spark your mind like every other night.

what's it called when the letters all look the same, each dot and dash?
it all amounts to nothing, but it sure costs lots of cash.
it was fun. it had just begun. it was a pretty face for greed.
i kept getting cooler then it all just seemed to freeze.

so if you don't mind go find me yesterday.
i can't find the time to save my life.

swing. i start to move. it didn't take that long to find the groove.
think that's good enough. you know too many grooves can make a rut.

an evening gown and a dirty frown was the uniform for war.
it seems so unfamiliar, but i've seen it all before.
man, it feels like it's on my heels and it grows each step i take.
what don't stir the memory is the hardest thing to shake.

so, if you don't mind...
Track Name: the giver
broken bottles spread out on the ground.
firelight illuminates the darker side of town.
he leaves without a sound.

so blow the old man down he's past his prime.
break the needle, vinyl's on decline and there's no time
to worry about a crime.

ooh, darlin' it ain't easy.
it's a job worth every penny.
ooh, darlin' don't you see that
it's not the getting but the giving.

piles of purpose spread around the room.
yesterday's agendas swell and pop like a balloon.
but the lord is coming soon.

so best begin to brush away the brown.
holy hustlers push another purpose they have found.
to send away the clowns.

ooh, darlin...
Track Name: nothin but tears
it's bigger than any bottle. it's bigger than any dream.
it's bigger than anything you thought you'd be alive to see.

but there's no choosing cause it's already been planned.
get on with loosing. i'm sure they'll give you a hand.

and you never saw it comin but now you're left with nothin but tears.
you'll never be the same and who you're gonna be is not at all clear.

it's colder than the deepest hollow. colder than the deepest sea.
it's colder than the coldest place you thought you would ever be.

but there's no choosing...
Track Name: the world i thought
here waiting for a miracle the sky is dark. the earth is cold.
the world i thought was beautiful has changed a lot since i got old.

and i'd love to say i'm sorry, but i'd like to mean it, too.
the truth is i can't tell which words are true.
it's been a while since things were silent. it's been a while since things were clear.
if you're looking you can find me here

waiting...

the memories. shades of blue on green.
shame on me for leaving you between.
my body lies while my spirit tries
wild with fear of never leaving here

waiting...