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face to the furnace, tears up in flames i was the fodder, were you not entertained? you heard it cracking, did you laugh at that sound? fire is fuel when you're the hound i've taken orders and i've contravened i've saved the day, and i’ve fled the scene i could care less about castles and crowns power is pointless when you're the hound just allow me to touch upon the fact my knee was never bent i used to have a nose for blood but now it's gone i must have lost that scent it's a wonder i've seen love at all it must have been by accident i've taken prisoners and i've been behind bars i figure salvation is not without scars face to the furnace, nose to the ground fire is freedom when you're the hound
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*pronouns changed from she to he in honor of my friend Jeffrey Joe who I lost the year I wrote this song everyone’s wearing black everyone looks so sad everyone can be seated now everyone ends up dead everyone bow your head everyone remember was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was he with you giving tissues when you cried? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? everyone goes to bed everyone ends up dead everyone will live another day everyone still misses everyone reminisces everyone has something to say was there a time or two or three he had you laughing? was there a moment you just had to memorize? was he the kind of kind worth photographing in your mind? did he give you a good story for the day he died? *written to the tune of “Part of Your World” from The Little Mermaid i guess it's trump, what a crushing defeat can't believe he's allowed in the president's seat can't everyone see he's an ass - an ass who hates everything? look at his team, dangers untold how many disasters can one cabinet hold? somebody pass me a drink, at this point i’ll drink anything he hates brown people, gays, the disabled he hates women and science and more i was sure no one thought he was able i was wrong, now I'm scared, of what's in store i wanna be where the sheeple aren't i wanna see humanity advancing exercising your, what do you call it? oh - brain grabbing pussies got trump this far not paying taxes or his employees bragging about, what's that word again? rape sexual assault is not fucking fun, just ask his victims, every last one the jock gets away and the best we can say: rape's just part of our world what would i give if i could live where people were smarter? not pray away gay, or get in the way of a parenthood planned don't you understand this is a man who has objectified his daughter? still there are women who voted him in, it's unreal as his tan i'm not ready to reap what the people sow we've got some questions, let's find the answers starting with lessons we've already, i don't know…learned when's it our turn? we know what we need: to live in a land ruled by love and not greed out of the debris, how about you and me take charge of our world? all these needles all in vain when will sleep come to numb the pain cut it off so it won't bleed how does one try not to need i'm learning how to roll with it the tightening of the tourniquet no blood supply i'm used to it i'll die trying loosen the grip all these things I saw explain the rubber mouth and stubborn jaw circulatory system breech what kind of wave resists the beach it wasn't my plan i didn't mean no harm oh well who needs a hand who needs a loving arm beware, a cocoon can turn into a coffin safety betrays, it ain’t always your friend besides what is life if it’s not lived often be not afraid to turn into the wind i look at this life through a prism of lenses a screen door in the wind swinging wild on its hinges it slams then expands to show new scenery i’ve been transformed by love’s alchemy It swims in the tears of my proud father’s eyes roams the meadows of spain, sings the sheep lullabies cloaked in the coat of a camouflaged king awakened a life that lived only in dreams it even exists in a pyramid scheme and my woman who waits by the oasis spring rises like steam from the fresh blood of war laid under the shade of an old sycamore it’s the legend that leads you to treasures untold pours lead in a mold, expects no less than gold pushes the sun on its course in the sky wooshes like wind, never born nor will die beware, a cocoon can turn into a coffin be not afraid to turn into the wind
i used to cast my light like a net on the sea
when i came around you would shimmer for me now my spotlight might be something you dread like a jailbird ducking away or running ahead is it just me or is the fog rolling in thicker cause what used to beam now only seems to be a flicker i might look good, i might seem strong but you are wrong, i'm just stuck in the moss tell me where should a lighthouse look when it's lost? i used to take each wave with a grain of salt thought the price of love was the pain of assault now when the wind howls, i tower, irate at the owl and the moon that i imitate oh the brutal ache of phantom limbs makes for futile shakes of your hands my friend my armless body's head just spins and i’m jealous of the seagull’s glide i search for days less tall, more wide oh a glow is just a glare with too much pride to die
i’ve got a girl with a smile the size of texas
it’s big and it’s bright and it spreads from ear to ear i’ve got a girl with a smile the size of texas how i wish that girl was with me here but the road rolls out and the highway winds all we got for now is this telephone line i’ll keep taking her calls if she keeps taking mine i love this girl, i do confess she’s the reason i’m believing in happiness no matter where i am she’s gonna be my return address i’ve got a girl as warm as california i lay out in her love and i get a tan i’ve got a girl as warm as california how i wish that girl was where i am there is no good or bad there is no right or wrong there is no looking back there is no weak or strong but there is love there is an aching heart there is a breaking dawn there is a taking part to fix a broken bond when there is love there is no giving in there is no laying down there is no lose or win there is no battle crown but there is love *2nd/3rd verses co-written with Veronica May (1st verse and choruses cover Gospel song of the same name - Lindsay's grandparents Ollie & Bethel can be heard in recording)
a land removed from sickness pain and sorrow no death, no theft, no aching, no more greed no sad goodbyes but only glad reunions oh this is just what heaven means to me what will it be, when we get over yonder and join the throng upon the glassy sea to greet our loved ones and sing with them forever oh this is just what heaven means to me a people that have minds of understanding and eyes that follow suit in what they see they follow all the passages on love oh this is just what heaven means to me a swaying eucalyptus on the hillside where lovebirds sit and sing their melody surrounded by the people who we love most oh this is just what heaven means to me some of you are songs i sing along to some of you have hurtful things to say some of you will never leave her heart and that’s okay, that’s okay to all the girls she’s loved before you fought the battle, but i’ll fight the war i hate you for bruising her but i love you for losing her i’ll always try to love much more than all the girls she’s loved before she’s on her tenth last pack but she’s trying to quit she’s always losing her head, her keys, her wallet i bet that drove you up the wall but it don’t bother me, no not at all |
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