1. |
You Don’t Know Me
04:21
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If I came away unscathed, would I open up my heart
Just to watch you stamp it out again?
Will I feel the way I do when oh-so many
Secrets held in for so long finally are revealed?
You don’t know me now,
You don’t know me any,
I could see you falling for me,
Then you ran.
Will I stand alone again, twisting in the wind,
Like a weed alone below some cold, dark river?
Or am I beaten down too hard to open up again,
And will I die a lonely, old, and bitter man?
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2. |
Pennsylvania
04:34
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Driving down to Pennsylvania
As a favor to a friend of mine
Seems like a lonely proposition
But I’ve got time
I spot a traveling fair off the highway ramp
Tucked in the wood all spinning lights
And it sure smells good, it sure smells like joy to me
I put a coin and a bill on the counter top
But the waitress – she’s gone home
Late shift changing and my coffee stops
That’s okay it’s a little late to be moving on
I curl my jacket up underneath my head
I’ll get to dreaming just as soon as my head rests
And it sure feels good, it sure feels like joy to me
I flash my lights at a trucker come on by
Pulled into my lane and flashed his own reply
The soil don’t get red as the setting sun
‘Til you get down by the Mississippi way
Going to Pennsylvania
And it feels like joy to me
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3. |
Better Days
05:30
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So she spent her days searching for an answer,
And he spent his days hoping for a reason.
They both tried to compromise
All the things they’d reconciled
But all the love they held inside had faded.
She said, “Won’t you take me to a high place with no one on it.”
And he said, “Won’t you turn your back to the sky,
And stare at the sun until you go blind with me?”
And they both sat there looking on
All the days that’d come and gone
While every fight they’d lost or won was over.
But you’ll see better days, babe
You’ll see better days, baby
And you’ll see better days before too long
Better days will come to you.
So now he’s on the road, he’s movin’ on by those highway signs.
His record stack’s at home, he don’t know quite why he’s gone, nor where.
And he wonders if he compromised.
And he wonders if he ever satisfied.
Or was it all really ever worth his while ever to be there?
So the sorrow set in like the sun going down.
And the darkness, and the cold, and the hollow feeling was all that remained.
And all she could do was look upon
All the things she’d washed or worn,
For all the things she’d hoped upon did crumble.
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4. |
Wasting Time
04:47
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Well I pray thee – bring me in a big clay jar
Fill it with the love in your heart and leave it for me
To drink all night like getting drunk on wine
I need some promises
but darlin’ your good intentions will do just fine
Just take it easy on me
(chorus)
Am I wasting my good love on you?
It’s hard enough being where I’ve been
And it leaves me sitting in a chair to stew
Am I wasting time on wasted love again?
Go ahead and make it up
Start it from where you left off
I think that I’ll be buying this one
If you can sell it to me
‘Cause it’s easier explaining it to myself
Than it is to the looking glass
And babe I’ve all but given up
Just take it easy on me
On and on it goes, breathing like a bellows
On a fire that’s only smoke
Sitting on an old grey bench
Weathered from the snow and rain
Weathered like my heart from pain
I sat up like a shot
‘Cause I’m leaving you
Haven’t I wasted enough good love on you?
It’s hard enough being where I’ve been
Well I ain’t sitting in this damn chair no more
Haven’t I wasted time on wasted love again?
I ain’t wasting time on wasted love again
I ain’t wasting time on wasted love again
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5. |
Broken
03:59
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With all of the gentle I can muster inside
I would comfort and hold her,
Wipe the tears from her eye.
We fall apart, when help is on the way
All you need...
Feel the warmth and compassion of my lips on your brow.
Fall apart on me
You are not forsaken.
Fall apart, broken down again
All you need, and so I pray...
All you need
All you need
All you need
All you need
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6. |
Here Again
03:05
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When these walls come broken down,
Come broken down
When these walls come broken down,
I’ll hear the music play and children dance again
When these walls around my heart come broken down,
My eyes will see that love again.
I ran into a friend one day, and he said,
“Hey, where’s the time we used to have?
What’s that song you used to play?
It used to make me smile for hours on end.
What’s that song you used to play for me, my friend?
I haven’t felt that good again.”
Oh, and I’m here again.
I know I can’t waste my time out of the light
I know I need my faith again
Snow has come up to my window.
Winter enters like a thief.
Where’s that summer breeze for which I long?
Where love is rampant in the air?
Where’s that love I lost and long to have again?
I haven’t felt that good again.
Where’s that summer breeze I long to have again?
That love will be mine in the end.
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7. |
Government Job
03:34
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Well, he found some work at a government job,
Trying to pass the time and suck up the changes.
He’d lose his breath when he’d guess his fate,
And anger overtook him when he was shuffling papers.
Well, it seemed the way to get by
Was to set his teeth and smile and not let on.
But it never worked, and he’d sit and cry,
Blinded by the rage and not seeing the answers.
You lie there freezing
With the good Lord watching
And you don’t ask for nothin’
Watching, waiting, with the power to save you,
And you don’t say a word.
So he carried the day home on his back,
Fretting all the while and sweating the changes.
He never dreamed that he’d see the day
He’d find his life had dried up on stony ground.
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8. |
Doldrums
04:51
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Pauly works at one of them ‘You Call – We Haul’ places
Friday nights he rounds ’em up down by the bars
Where the drunks can’t stand up,
Let alone drive away their cars
And he gets fifty bucks every time he takes a ride
Eight years old – his mom was dead and gone
Pop worked at the Drink Tank slingin’ booze ‘til dawn
He’d sit in a back booth where people carved their names
And watched the people play their stupid people games
Drifting in the doldrums again
Waiting on some wind to come
Mary Frank is rosy all the time
Her skin like a snowfall – hair like a coalmine
Opens the restaurant every five AM
Turns the key and Pauly comes walking in
He brightens up again every time she smiles
She makes some coffee and they sit and talk awhile
The days come so slow
Love lingers – lays so low
Whichever way the wind does blow
Let it blow
The sky is clothed in violet
Mary holds her own hand waiting on a ring
Pauly waits to see what the next day will bring around
To see what the wind will bring
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9. |
Good Girl
04:29
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Got a busted beat-up muffler,
You can hear it coming when I start it up
Before I head home to rest a while before going out again.
I hang my head and hope that she might
Look my way and think I’m all right,
But all I want is to find a good girl before going home.
Sometimes I get so scared that I just
Can’t stop talking to save my life
But other times I get so scared I can’t say a word.
The need for love can sometimes drive you
To go on out and search to find it
But the need for love can sometimes drive you down for a while.
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10. |
Don’t Tie Me Down
04:09
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Well the road leads down
And it screams off course
And I go on my way to try to find it
In a clear and distant memory
Of a face that I once turned to
Now your face it just seems cold
And you reach out to hold me back
You might find me underneath it all
Crying out for something to come and take me on
Yeah, but don’t tie me down
Nothing comes from nothing anyway
But, don’t tie me down
If nothing comes of this, well I can’t say.
Well, I’m standing in the shadows
And I’m calling to you softly
And I know I can’t find my own way out
You might find me waiting
Or you might find me lonesome
Or holding out for one who might come and take me over
You might find me underneath your bones
Crying out for someone to come and take me over
And so I’ve come to this:
I know I can’t wait on you any longer
Yeah, you might find me half the way
When I can’t say that I’m okay
Or knowing why all I’ve got is rusted and gone
You might find me underneath it all
Crying out for someone to come and save my soul
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11. |
Colorado
03:47
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Let me wander through the fields
Let me go where I can feel
I want to sleep out on the mountain
And drift away out in the open
Yeah
I dream of highways, I dream of oceans
I dream of dust clouds and I feel I’m choking
If you see this in my eyes
Let me go there before I die
Yeah
And mother, can you hear me?
And father, can you see me?
And mother, do you know me?
And father, can you see me?
First to Memphis, then Colorado
My fathers went there and I will follow
I will see them on the mountain
And I will feel them out in the open
Yeah
My spirit flows out into the open
The land it calls me, as the Lord has spoken
Let me wander, let me roam, yeah
Spring has come now and I must go
Yeah
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12. |
Highway Signs
04:31
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December brought its frozen tide
And I was there to bite the bullet down again
The taste of lead left on my lips and scarred my pride
But if it ever seems like I might fall right through
I know these winds can change, that I be moved
As if I ever underestimated you
I know these winds can change, that I be moved
As if I ever underestimated you
Cinnamon and songs mark the season
Yeah but I know what it’s like to lift the world
She likes the green in highway signs for no reason
Maybe ‘cause this beat up car is all that is her own
‘Cause there’s angels on the mantle child
And watching from the clouds on high
Won’t you please help me keep out the cold
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