Lyrics
Looking Alive
Where You Have Been
A StoneLove has left and you got in the wayTheres just one more thing to do todayIts to send you off with something from my roomYoull remember me on a cloudy dayYoull take it out when no one is around And swear that after all these years it still smells the same, againA stone they say can lastForever and I hope this one will doA stone they say can lastForever and I give this one to youYou and I got off to something grand But, oh, the tides have turned and turned this mountain into sandNo Im off and (often) on my way to other landsStandard issue empty heart, no one to hold my handYoull take it down when no one is aroundAnd swear that when that flag came home you never loved no one the same again, oh no.A stone they say can lastForever and I hope this one will doA stone they say can lastForever and I give this one to youPerfect DisguiseDarlin, if we make it through the winterI will find another love And be strung from up aboveIs she a saviour, a whore, or another opportunist?I will bend my knees in timeUnderneath these tattered linesOh it is fineWaiting on everythingThats mineYou just came over meSomewhere in the springtime lies a loverShe is fare in ways youll never knowUnderground her bones are thawing slowBring me to her Like you done me to the waterWhere I saw myself in peaks and troughsLet me stay here a little while While this all wears offOh it is fineWaiting on everythingThats mineYou just came over meOh it is fineWaiting on everythingThats mineIt just occurred to meYou are a perfect disguiseIve got a lot of them to seeOh, but Ill turn awayCant let em follow meAnd I can see in your eyesI got a lot of space in there for meOh, but Ill turn awayCant let em swallow meLately, while the rivers laughing at meWander back behind a strangers faceYou and I will grey in our separate placeBut bring me to herLike you done me to the waterWhere I saw myself in peaks and troughs Let me stay here a little while While this all wears off\Oh, it is fineLookin AliveLookin alive downtown at the break of dayWanderin around in the shadows of a greyscale dayWe took our time lettin light barge across the table where we satResigning a sleep that couldnt face the dayThe coffee's run dryOr maybe just enough to help us decideThat freedoms alive and under orders spends the day by our sideSo we finish lines and alone I wander outTo stand beside the carUnwinding a dream that had us on the runSlow and easyWere goin downSlow and easyAnd down, and downThe scenery is wildYellow and green but soon enough itll all settle downAint it the same when we convince ourselves to finally leave townAwake in the fog the morning far away I lay my head against the wheel well, turningAfraid until the morning light Slow and easyWere goin downSlow and easyAnd down, and downAnd down, and downShine onLord, I leave this place behindLittle darlin I dont wanna have to see you cryDont you know that the worry is mineIll be missin your sweet touch darlin all the whileTell my friends I wish them wellDont ya know they all taught me somethin about myselfIt aint fair that I gotta cash it inAs sure as the sun does set it will rise againLet it shine on meMany years have passed us byStandin here in front of me I feel the sunlight pierce the skyCaress your face, its much rougher than beforeI know it hasnt changed little darlinNo, its just seen moreIt aint fair that I gotta cash it inAs sure as the sun does set it will rise againLet it shine on meJust remember me babeEveryday that it shines for youLate Night StrollAll the backyard creatures are stayin up late tonightWondering whos calling at this unbelievable hourAll your daylight features are softened in olive lightThe kind where its never enough to catch sweet lovin glancesOh, someones alone tonightDont be alone tonightIts alrightFeel yourself outnumberedSharp is a bladeStrong is a fire ant who gets to stay up longerOh someones alone tonightDont be alone tonightDont be alone tonightIts alrightWhen We AwokeOnce, I drifted off by the seasideWhen we awoke I was amazed that we were still aliveCause in that deep sleep I dreamed a dream that Is not who Is raised to beAnd no one saved me from doin things that someone doesWhen theyre completely freeDont be afraidDont be alarmed back homeDont be afraidDont be alarmed back homeI took a wander through times unknown And then I wandered back through that old, cold corridorI took a lover who had no formAnd then I left them wanting moreDont be afraidDont be alarmed back homeI wouldnt stray too far awayJust far enough to know Ive grownThe War Never Made it HereIts been so long without a soundGrey is old and clouds refuse to bowAny day now, theyll be coming homeTheyll bring their fireTheyll bring fireWord is slow and weve been holding outFor stories, stale, on hilltops way down southMagnolias would be in bloom by nowBut theyre on fireTheyre on fireNo one ever locked the outer gateGrab your rifle and investigateAlone now, dont go aloneCause they will fireThey will fireGenesee WomanThe timing's just right We are finished with our running aroundI forgot your name on the first night I was in townThe temperatures fine and the weathers always working for usBut the wind is causin trouble in the valley where we lay in the dustYou can worry all night that youre never gonna make it til dayAnd I know a way we can keep each others worries at bayYou gotta spend some time alone with the woman you loveYou gotta spend some time alone with the stars up aboveYou gotta spend some time wanderin around downDown in the rivers of goldThe ice cream man sells a Gennee for a dollar or twoI can buy you one baby if you dont mind walkin a fewYou hurry up town but the snows slowin down all the trainsAnd I know a way we can fit a little time in the dayYou gotta spend some time alone with the woman you loveYou gotta spend some time alone with the lord up aboveYou gotta spend some time wanderin around downDown in the rivers of goldLovers Shouldnt Waste Their TimeI stole you from New YorkWe ran to the hills to ease our minds And live a life that we thought would suit us quite rightYoure wanderin lost in town and cursin your lifeIm sittin here with a scowl on my face And we both have no idea whyA long time has passed with you and I gettin on fineYou tell me you love me and well be best friends for all timeYoure drivin around, Philadelphias a town we both likeYoure flailin your hands and Im screamin your nameAnd we both have no idea whyIts too late for fightin on Saturday nightDarlin what are we thinkin?It goes to show that we both oughta know That lovers shouldnt spend their time drinkinWanderin around lost in town is a feelin I likeYoure sittin there with a scowl on your faceAnd we both have no idea whyIts too late for fightin on Saturday nightDarlin what are we thinkin?It goes to show that we both oughta know That lovers shouldnt spend their time thinkinLonely LifeA long time has passed since Ive been awakeYou hurt the same no matter what time of dayWhen youre living cold and the suns tucked awayThey say hold on to all that is goldBut, Im hung up here on the eastern coastIve never been a miner, but its in my bloodAnd so is hard thought and pining for another lifeBut I kept my guard, somehow they crept into mineAnd now Im here at lastIn this lonely lifeThe storm wont calm itselfNo, it needs all kinds of helpOr it just rolls on, and onUntil youre here at last In this lonely lifeIve known some girls, but never long enough for them to break my heartAnd so, I do my share so much it feels like its become an artAnd Im starving hereIts just like me to find me a love thats somewhere out of reachI thought I swore all that off but it makes it easierOn us bothThe storm wont calm itselfNo, it needs all kinds of helpOr it just rolls on, and onUntil youre here at last In this lonely lifeOnce more youre here at lastIn this lonely life
If Memory ServesWe left our homes so long ago. So secure we thought wed be, in greener pastures, we invented to secure our selves of a future we could not yet imagine. And so we carry it over the mountains and wind up empty handed. We can make our mark but soon be washed away. If our memory serves us we will eat well today. If our hearts provide, there will be hell to pay. Leaving has left us so close to alone so we cure ourselves of a plague of making connections, being tied down, invested in staying here long enough to be loved or to love. We can make our mark but soon be washed away. If our memory serves us we will eat well today. If our hearts provide, there will be hell to pay. Where Have You Been?Override your lonely hours. Keep in stride with all your followers. Dont you hide what you find solace in. But make up your mind, weve all been wondering. Where have you gone? Where have you been?Oh to find your place in modern times. Traces thrown away, a life youre bound to find. How you do defy a course for everything. But right by your side youve all the maps you need. Where have you gone? Where have you been?I have known the seas youre sailing on. Soft and slow. The only trouble is: where do you go?Oh drifting is fine, youve all your years in tow. Where have you gone? Where have you been?RelentlessnessA spider web is the strongest of materials and Ill sit here and eat my breakfast and wonder if theres anything within a certain range of size immune to all thats poisonous. I see a struggle between the worker and the passerby. Its understood. Communication will not change this. Relentlessness brings a stranger sense of victory than bringing home a meal to me. I wonder if I bring this life to sudden end if rain will really sew the ground Back together. Communication will not change this. Relentless ness is the strongest of materials and Ill sit here and eat my breakfast and wonder if theres anything within a certain range of size immune to all thats poisonous. I see a struggle between the worker and the passerby. Its understood. Communication will not change this. End of the WorldI sigh, each day new ways. Cant let the ocean drift away. In morning, two things we say: "good day and farewell" you choose your way. I dont know. I dont know where people go. Alone, with nothing left. Once more youll improvise and earn your rest. Survivors will re-invent weekends and holidays and malintent. I dont know. I dont know where people go. The Days You Would PlayAll those days that you would play and your mother cried for what you thought she lost inside. You have come so very far, but you move her just the same. I would like to hear you play. Play the songs that we would sit and listen to. Sad and strong. A borrowed song, that you somehow made your own.All those ways that your hands would weave her a lullaby. When sleep arrives, your worries die. Simple words weve heard, before you arrived, for she sang to you over and over. I would like to hear you play. Play the songs that we would sit and listen to. Sad and strong. A borrowed song, that you somehow made your own.And it goes.....Bye ByeI havent heard a sound since you left this room to find yourself a better mind. Thinkin you werent comin back around, I began to let the dust pile up on all your precious things. Lonely sounds are made in someones absence, but you were never here to hear them, or let em get you down. So bye bye. Were better off now that certain things are gone. All your loves were ghosts from the beginning. You could never quite believe them, or let them stick around. Theyre lookin as if theyre hopin that someone would come around and throw them out. And so I say bye bye. Were better off now that certain things are gone. Early DaysTheres an old stone fence that leads you through the fields at night, where I found you sittin all alone. You could tell this time things werent the way they should be and I reached down to touch your head. And your face, it said, "Im scared, Im tired and I dont think this will ever change". I dont think this will ever change. But you finally remember somethin about the early days. Theres a girl you knew, lived down the street from you. You were five. You cried when you realized youd never see here again. Shed probably forget you. And so it goes. Youre back where you started from. Piece by piece your heart will all leave town. But you finally remember somethin about the early days. For Someone ElseOn a morning, that fell sometime midday, I woke up to the perfect song that could happen to be playin. On a radio, in which room Im not certain, but it filled the space between the walls and nothin was that urgent, now. We tried to undermine the limits of one evening. So little time to drink our hearts and make the most of this meeting. We slide across the floor in someone elses kitchen and we understood a little more of each others position, now. Ive been told some things I could not see for myself. Im not sad about them. No. I will save them for someone else. Walk a mile to town the distance seems so little. For all the way weve had to come I get a feelin it wont hurt us, more today than when we make our way towards parting, to understand a little more that we will never see the same things again. Ive been told some things I could not see for myself. Im not sad about them. No. I will save them for someone else. Emptied out in excess, now it all just tastes the same. I should remember after all these times that thered be so much lingerin .On. a bed in a room that had no curtains and we understood a little more of why each of us was hurtin. So much. Ive been told some things I could not see for myself. Im not sad about them. No. I will save them for someone else. I will save them for someone else. Setting SoonThe pictures, all faded, theyre all washed and grey. The paint chips all litter the floor. The roof is caved in where the dog used to lay and new life creeps up through the boards. Slowly erased is the fortune of a man. To be swallowed and sunken below. Sunday afternoon. The sun will be setting soon. Push all the vines back on the shrunken old doorway where we finally found our way in. Show me the windows where the warm apple wine sat. Never to grace them again. Light wanders in through the windows unscathed. Its a shame I cant do just the same. Careful of footsteps. It seems time somehow weakened this frame. A fortress once stood where these ruins reside. Therell be no more protection here. Sunday afternoon. The sun will be setting soon. Push all the vines back on the shrunken old doorway where we finally found our way in. Show me the where your grandfathers dad sat and tasted the sweet afternoon. Tired Old ManTired old man. Safe and sound, outside or underground. Do what you can to save tradition. Refuse to let us down. Same old easy chair, empty and without wear. Havent you seen an idle moment? Sometimes I think youre scared. Somehow I shouldve known you werent the one to teach me anything bout slowin down. Endless pursuit of quality. You told me once if I found it I should hold on. I will hold on. Tired old eyes, crystal clear. Strong will and thinning hair. Havent you seen an idle moment? Sometimes I think youre scared. Somehow I shouldve known you werent the one to teach me anything bout growin old.Underneath Your BreathDont believe the elevation is the only thing that fills your head with hazy thoughts of this vacation. If we stayed too long wed both be dead. You are sound and I am listening, to find and feel whats mine. Underneath your breath I find.Peace of mind. You fix a meal, you couldnt fake it. It might as well be yesterday. Im the one who musta pushed it, when I tried to love you one last time. You are sound and I am listening, but not to what you say. Underneath your breath I find.Peace of mind.Bird SongTheres one more bird left in the yard. Youll find him there with broken arms. And love him with vines instead of yarn. Hell wrestle with your instruments, so shiny and new, and hell show you youve no idea what to do. Stop foolin around with your placement.Stop foolin around in your basement. The final site he shoulda known, you replaced it with flourescent glow, and a window to frame a place he would call home. The ground that waits for him to fall will settle now for nothing at all. And the wind blows to fill your sails and guide you home. Stop foolin around in your basement. Stop foolin around with your placement.Like a painting you found in your basement.
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Brian Wheat
