Tell me, sir, where we going now?. The wind blows from town to town. Takin' away, you can never stay.. Something to do, who we were before. Tell you the truth I don't know anymore.
I remember when you first arrived. Medicated, till barely alive. And I watched with wonder as color returned to your cheeks. Thinking of the words I'd say, should we ever get the chance to speak (I'd say).
Spare In The Trunk (Chris Jonat). . Undone, undone, I cried through clenched teeth. I was aiming for drama, I was comic relief. Undone indeed you cooed, as you put me to bed.
Scarce (Chris Jonat). . Love is a strange apparatus, a game. with rules that drift like the snow. You want to be heard, hell you want to be served. But you can't figure which way to go.
I was counting time, Marking days on the wall. I was sleeping late, when I woke up at dawn. Before I met you, I was clinging to the ground. I would sing my songs, just to see if I still made sound..
Rest (Andrea Lewis/Chris Jonat). . I've been around the world I've seen it and I've lived it friend. I've been around the world and now it's time for me to rest.
Miss You Much (Chris Jonat). . I miss you much, but I don't regret. I sense your touch, that hasn't left me yet. You know a mournful ending don't ruin a precious start.
Mercy (Chris Jonat). . All the children met. In day cares and nightclubs. Discussed finger paints and body rubs. They embraced it all. . It hasn't happened yet.
House And Home (Trevor Rogers). . For forty days and forty nights the rain it did fall down. Workers came from miles away to a lonely coastal town. Man you gotta get out, the river it done rise.
Everything's Okay (Chris Jonat). . You think you think you think too much. But it's not about when, it's all about what. If you use your eyes and forsake your touch.
Checkin Out (Trevor Rogers). . It's much too early in the morning. Don't want to have to face the day. Light is streaming in forming shadows on the wall.
Better Me (Chris Jonat). . Sometimes it's hard, it's not what we'd hoped. We were prepared to climb but not at this slope. Well I'm here to tell you I aint one to mope.
Amen (Chris Jonat). . Well I'm Jonathan Charles Henry McKay. I've lived on this farm 30 years and a day. Some folks call me Junior but I don't like it that way.
After The Flood (Chris Jonat). . After the flood. When the world is of mud. And we send out the dove. And it doesn't return. Do you think then. All the king's men.
Who needs it. When its love that almost always breaks your heart. It can take a man and tear him all apart. Only fools would ever let that feeling start.
i can honestly say,. its been soo sad,. the day you left me,. it feels like you was just born today,. but you grew up and left me. oooooooooooooooooooh.
Master of Illusion: Clinton Gregory. . V1. Im the life of the party, everywhere I go. You can always find me, puttin on a show. Seems Ill always have to prove the hand is quicker than the eye.
Save me from loneliness. Rescue me with your love. I'll be safe just as long as you keep me. Wrapped tightly in the arms of love. . The arms of love are all I need around me.
If I were a painting. Captured on canvas. Alone in the portrait I would stand. . And brush strokes bold. Yet soft as a whisper. The work of a feminine hand.
Parody to You Have The Right To Remain Silent by Perfect Stranger (Cal Sweat/Brando Sweat), Co-Heart Music (BMI). New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd and Chris Clark, La-Po Music (BMI)/Chris Clark Publishing Designee.