The Good Song
Don’t seem right I’ve done my time but I still feel guilty. Don’t seem right, I’ve been scrubbing all night but I stll feel filthy. Isn’t there anything around here that will make me feel good? A nice place like…
Nathan Moore
Butcher Girl
The city’s swept under a carpet of lights. The boys in the band are drained into sight. There’s a sigh in the sidewalk as the opens close and one man’s garbage is a couple warm rolls. I feel like a…
Come On
On my mind has been hope. It feels go good, I hate to let it go, but I know — soon it’s gonna breakdown and I’ll be cryin, o o oh. The way that it comes must be the way…
Blue Sky Blue
I hate thinking you’d think that’s what I think of you. I hate thinking you’d think that I don’t know you need love too. I do. Don’t know why I close my eyes. I don’t know why I hide. I…
Don’t Need Water
Don’t need water to drown around here. Don’t need water to drown around here. I don’t even understand. How could something so clear be falling for the lines of a fisherman? If I could learn to juggle, does that mean…
Before You Were Born
before you was born, you had it all all the love and riches in the world before you was born, you’d fly along the wind then you was born, now, you want it all back again before you was born,…
Socks And Teeth
Socks and teeth. Socks and teeth. A poor man don’t like thinkin about either of these. Just pork and beans. Pork and beans, the weather and dreams. Never go to town. Never go to town. All the ladies know why…
Only The Fates Can See Us
Time’s not running out. It’s sitting still. We run through it like we’re in a field. Along a path that we can’t see. Put there by destiny. Only the fates can see us…… walking and where we’re goin’. The fates…
Safe
You’re in charge of the silver lining. Yeah, those clouds are up to you. There’s a sweet song somewhere when you’re pining. Just waiting until you’re through. If you’re determined you can believe and if you can believe then you’ll…
Fallen Angel
It was me and it was autumn, it was early in the morn, I stumbled on a fallen angel in the corn. In the corn. Covered in cream and her flirtation, lying hidden in the rows making me scream, Mother…