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Wild
I sing the same song,
Listening to the same chords,
Trapped in my own mind,
I‘m lost in time.
And I forgot how it feels to be alive,
I want to be a child,
Step out of line.
No rules, no pressure,
No more limitations.
It makes me alive,
I'm alive.
If I go to the wild,
Would you stay by my side.
I'm out of your sight,
Looking for a new fights,
It's always do or die,
Lust and desire.
That's how I know what it feels to be alive,
I'm acting like a child,
I‘m out of line.
No rules, no pressure,
No more limitations.
It makes me alive,
I'm alive.
If I go to the wild,
Would you stay by my side.
Yes, I’m bleeding,
Yes, I need you to be wild.
Teardrops falling,
We’ll ignore it, we are wild.
My Old Addiction
My old addiction
changed the wiring in my brain
so that when it turns the switches
I am not the same
So like the flowers toward the sun
I will follow
Stretch myself out thin
Like there's a part of me
That's already buried
That sends me out into this window
My old addiction
Is a flood upon the land
This tiny lifeboat can keep me dry
But my weight is all that it can stand
So when I try to lean just a little
For just a splash to cool my face
Oh that trickle turns out fickle
Fills my boat up five miles deep
My old addiction
makes me crave only what is best
Like these just-this-morning songbirds
Craving upward from the nest
These tiny birds outside my window
They take my hand to be their mom
These open mouths would trust and swallow
Anything that came along
Like my old addiction
Now the other side1 of day
As the springtime of my life's time
It turns the other way
If a swan can have a song
I think I know, how I know that tune
But the page is only scrawled
And I am gone this afternoon
And I am gone this afternoon
- 1. sight?
Don't Cry, 2020
When I talk about the future
You've got your arms wrapped around my waist
But let's not talk about the future, no
Tonight is just another day
I can't take you serious, I'm serious
It's your birthday and you're acting all mysterious
You're so concerned about your future, yeah
But tomorrow's just another day
Don't cry
Don't cry
Alright
Oh, it's all gonna be alright
We were summer late bloomers
Fumbling through our teen age
We used to talk about the future
Remember when you couldn't wait?
I can't take you serious, I'm serious
It's your party and you're still in bed, you won't get dressed
I can't take you serious, are you serious
Don't cry
Don't cry
Alright
Oh, it's all gonna be alright
Years go by whether you want them to
Years go by whether you want them to
Years go by whether you want them to
Years go by whether you want them to
Put on your makeup
I laid out your favorite sweater
It's just a number
Darling, dry your eyes
Don't cry
Don't cry
Alright
Oh, it's all gonna be alright
The Banks of the Musselshell
I stare out every evening at the distant Northern Star
It leads us ever northwards and tells us that we are
Lost below the Yellowstone in a land unknown to me
Ten thousand miles from loved ones and my home across the sea
We travel through an empty land, the benches are all strewn
With bison bones that shine ghost white with the rising of the moon
The grey wolf howls and answer as I try to sing on guard
Indentured to these Texans, in a land so wild and hard
When I hired on to Bill Ducharm in the heat of the Texas sun
I was unawares of his darker side or his swiftness with a gun
But I had made a solemn promise to ride with him through hell
And to deliver the herd to the ends of the earth or the mouth of the Musselshell
I turned just about 17 when we hit the first cowtown
I drank my first strong liquor there - and the women spun me 'round
But of all the barroom angels and their soft forbidden charms
I was stuck on Blue-eyed Annie - who belonged to Bill Ducharm
And the boy became a man that night in Annie's arms
But Annie cried and begged me... 'Beware of Bill Ducharm'
We left that Texas cowtown and pointed the herd North
But the first night when the moon was down, I rode back to Old Fort Worth
They were closin' down the barroom and rollin' up the floor
My heart was in my throat - as I knocked on Annie's door
And the boy became a man that night in Annie's arms
But Annie cried and begged me... 'Beware of Bill Ducharm'
Bill Ducharm had one bad eye - his face was a devil's red
The result of a bygone prairie fire where he'd crawled back from the dead
And every night in dreams as I rolled in Annie's arms
Only to wake to face old Satan - in the guise of Bill Ducharm
And each night 'cross the campfire - I'd face that one bad eye
Did he know that I'd betrayed him? Had my hour come to die?
One promise he did make good - yes, we followed him through hell
Driven by this one-eyed Lucifer towards the banks of the Musselshell
And as we near the Yellowstone, the snow begins to fall
And soon this wretched enterprise shall be ending for us all
It's then I'll need fast horses to fly to Annie's arms
And stay one jump ahead of the guns of Bill Ducharm