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Grace
05:14
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I want to strum the cosmic chord
To touch upon a universal nerve
But maybe I should do the dishes in the sink
Instead all I do is think
I yearn to hear my brother’s dreams
They’re reflected in all the songs he sings
So maybe I should get the dirt out of my ear
Or buy my brother a beer
Aw grace, where y’at?
If you feel me, sing it with me
Where y’at? Where’d you go?
Why don’t your horses swing low?
In the gospel songs, there’s that great amen
It’s a thousand souls all surrendering
But I can’t bring myself to put my cannons down
Does that mean that I’m Babylon bound?
Sometimes the wave comes over me
And I am you, and you are we
And I bet you we could get to heaven if we tried
Maybe if I tell a couple lies
Aw grace, where y’at?
If you feel me, sing it with me
Where y’at? Where’d you go?
Why don’t your horses swing low?
Come and carry me home
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On the Wire
04:04
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I’ve never been to war, but I know what fighting’s for
Every time I see that look inside your eye
I’ve never troubled much, I’ve never tried to touch
All the ones that lay asunder and aside
Aw come on, drag me down into the mire
Aw come on, you lift me up out of the fire
I wanna dance with you out on the wire
Gypsy I beg thee, when you sing to me
You spin my center till I’m one with everything
Come on entangle me, strangle my sanity
Until you voice forever echoes ever rings
Aw come on, drag me down into the mire
Aw come on, you lift me up out of the fire
I wanna dance with you out on the wire
You are a mystery, oh how you carry me
You go in deep, you take me wide
All you impart to me, I take so gratefully
And may I never in this life be satisfied
Aw come on, drag me down into the mire
Aw come on, you lift me up out of the fire
I wanna dance with you out on the wire
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Anna Lee
04:18
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Trouble will find me that I know
Trouble will find me that I know
Even if stay, when I wanna go
Trouble will find me that I know
I got scars from hatred and from love
I got scars from hatred and from love
Sometimes I’m the sparrow, sometimes I’m the dove
I got scars from hatred and from love
Please Anna Lee
Take this cup away from me
I been wearing myself thin
I been drowning in the shoes I’m standing in
lend your hand to the poor
Anna Lee
Mountains today, tomorrow sand
That’s how the days go through my hands
Mountains today, tomorrow sand
Mountains today, tomorrow sand
In the morning I get up and I fight
In the morning I get up and I fight
I am broken, coming home at night
In the morning I get up and I fight
It wouldn’t be a life unless there was a little pain
And like I need the sun so too I also need the rain
There will come a day, when I’ll go with her to stay
Until then, until then
Anna Lee
I can feel your presence next to me
You lend your hand to the poor
Promise that you’ll meet me at the door
Until then, until then
Anna Lee
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Vague Ideas
03:46
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There’s an ancient fire in me
Threatnin’ everything
And it’s not gonna rest until what’s taken is returned to me
Count me on one hand
The amount of honest men, in this town, look around
Look around
I get vague ideas
so I went to a seer
She said the men are gonna come, they’re gonna take your baby down
They’re gonna wrap her ankles up, and they’ll make sure she’s gonna drown
And there ain’t nothin’ you can do about it
There ain’t nothin you can say
So baby come to me
Sing of liberty
Let me etch your figure into my memory
Let me trace your face until it’s all that I can see
Because you’re wild and you’re pure, and that’s why I am so sure
They’ll try to own you
It’s why you cannot stay
Now my blood’s movin’ slow
It happened long ago
But the cut is still new, my hands are itchin’ too
I got a bullet I’ve been savin’ in my pocket
I got a bullet and it’s burnin’ a hole
And I get vague ideas
I get vague ideas
I get vague ideas
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Modern Man
03:16
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I’m a modern man
I’m a rubber band
I got a cross to bear
It’s made up of thin air
I’m a modern man
It all got all out of hand
So I put my conscience down
Six feet under the ground
I’m the one to come for
I’m the one on trial
One of these days I’ll love you right
It’s just my mind is out tonight
You only need one hand
To count my attention span
My mind’s in a slow parade
My eyes in a glassy glaze
Blame it on Kripsy Kreme
Red, White, and TV screen
But I don’t blame anyone
Except my dad’s only son
I’m the one to come for
I’m the one on trial
One of these days I’ll love you right
It’s just my mind is out tonight
I’m the one to come for
I’m the one on trial
I’m the one found wanting
And wasting all the while
One of these days I’ll love you right
It’s just my mind is out tonight
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6. |
Day my Dyin's Done
03:11
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You demand of me what I need to live
And you ask of me what I cannot give
So I will go, but only because I must
I will leave the home I love in the dust
And all that I lose I will become
Until the day my dyin’s done
What doesn’t kill sometimes might as well
What doesn’t kill, I will live to tell
You cut me down, you make me low
I thought you’d never leave
But now I live to watch you go
And all that I lose I will become
Until the day my dyin’s done
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Upstanding Man
03:53
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Careful now, you must take care
That’s my father’s cross hidden under there
Please tread lightly with your tounge
I know your not trying to hurt anyone
My heart’s a liability, when it’s betraying me
It’s a secret judge, it’ll come between us
I want a place to stand, because I want to be an upstanding man
It’s an old idea
On the line pass it on
See the father give the shadow to the son
Holy father holy sun
It’s just a ball of gas, there’s a million of them
My mind’s a liability, when it’s outthinking me
It’s the one to blame, it’ll put out the flame
I want a place to stand, because I want to be an upstanding man
It’s an old idea
Oh lord, I am lost
If it’s true you paid the cost
Then why am I lost, why are you my cross?
If you paid the cost, why are you my cross?
Why am I lost? Why are you my cross?
If you paid the cost, why are you my cross?
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8. |
Opposite of Luck
04:08
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What is the opposite of luck?
Here is the stopping of a buck
Here is the crown, here on the ground
I’m skippin’ town in a pickup truck
How many pieces have I lost?
Hand in a ballpark of the cost
Now that it’s done, now that you’ve won tell me
How many pieces have I lost?
How many pieces have I lost?
Hand in a ballpark of the cost
I’m feel in’ lonely, I’m feelin’ blue
My heart is breakin’, my will is too
I had a good thing, but it fell through
It’s why I’m singing this song to you
Who does my heart belong to?
Mark it on me with a tattoo
Write down the name, with the rightful claim to me
I won’t move
Who does my heart belong to?
Who does my heart belong to?
Mark it on me with a tattoo
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9. |
Something's Wrong
03:08
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Something’s wrong I don’t know what to do
I’ve been trying to stay together but I’m running out of glue
My heart is a hole in the floor of a canoe
I was hoping I’d have more to give
To you
Something’s wrong but only all the time
And pleasure is a penny but I nickel and I time
I feel like a million cents, maybe twenty-five
You looked at me I couldn’t hide
Behind a sly remark, No witty quips
I’m made of glass, it makes me sick
Something’s wrong even when it’s not
Even on the river what a bottle and a rock
The bottom of my brain is asking what I got
I was trying to tell you it meant
A lot
To me
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Spring'll Take the Snow
03:53
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In the still of the morning
When I’m driving home
Someone’s reading the pages
Of the ancient tome
Only then do the true words
Sink into my bones
In the still of the morning
When I’m driving home
I can finally hear a voice
That can cut above the noise
And I know I will be fine
And the sharper pains will dull
And all will heal in time
Aw don’t ask me how I know
But I’ll be fine
I can’t carry the peace
Very far these days
It seems like there’s something waiting
To carry it away
And all the words fill my head now
Till I ain’t got much to say
I can’t carry the peace
Very far these days
I’m barely existing
Standing in your door
Everyone keeps insisting
I was meant for for
Still I must ask the question
How can you be sure?
How do you know? How can you trust?
Don’t you doubt? I know you must!
How can you be sure?
How do you know?
That one day I’ll be fine
And the sharper pains will dull
And all will heal in time
And the spring will take the snow
And I’ll be fine
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11. |
Runner
03:24
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How many omens must I see before I go another way?
How many cuts can I get before I learn to change my blade?
How many slates do I need before I learn to keep one clean?
I’ve been reborn ten times today, I’m running out of steam
What will they write about me?
Will there be anything to say?
Here lies another runner never got his shoes laced
I’m not a fighter ’cause my heart isn’t surrendered to the cause
I share the doubt that gives the one undisciplined disciple pause
But I wanna see everything straight now ain’t the time to negotiate
I ain’t gonna stop until every word out of my mouth is wrapped in allelu
Till it’s allelu
What will they write about me?
When I’m dead and gone
Here lies another runner never got his shoes on
But I’m gonna make a change
I swear I’ll be making empty promises as I go to my grave
But I ain’t gonna be no slave
I swear I’ll be making empty promises as I go to my grave
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