Set­tle (Demo)—Solo, 2011

It’s a lit­tle bit late for me now
Took a lit­tle too long
now I’m back at the bot­tom
And I won­der if I can get
One more shot at this dream I had
Now they say that a dream is drag
That it won’t pick you up of the bot­tom in the end
But the end is so near
I can taste it
I tell you, I taste it

And I want to set­tle down with you
And make a life and maybe a baby too
But I’ve got things to do
Their not bet­ter, but I bet­ter see them through
And your my every­thing
But every­thing is never quite what it seems
It seemms to me these days are get­ting
Shorter by the minute
And longer by the year

It’s a won­der that any­one dreams
It’s a mir­a­cle I can’t unravel it seems
Because the road is so hard
And I’m too damn flawed to get there
The road is so hard
And I’m too damn flawed to get there

And I want to set­tle down with you
And make a life and maybe a baby too
But I’ve got things to do
Their not bet­ter, but I bet­ter see them through
And your my every­thing
But every­thing is never quite what it seems
It seemms to me these days are get­ting
Shorter by the minute
And longer by the year

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Sto­ries End—Solo, 2010

Hey you, with that gun in your hand, look at me
I’m you just a year from today and you’ll see
Though it’s true, it ain’t easy to live like you do
You do, so don’t throw it all away
Hey you, my friend
This ain’t how the story ends

Hey you, with that sign on your back, don’t attack
They’re upset by what they don’t under­stand or don’t get
But who cares if the masses learn to accept
Long as you can live with some self-respect

Hey you, my friend
This ain’t how the story ends

Hey you, with that sweat on your brow, take a bow
You got down, but you got up each day some­how
You know now that a pat on the back can go far
It’s far out, but look how far you’ve come

Hey you, my friend
This ain’t how the story ends

Now let me ask you,
Can you see to the end of it all?
Oh no, I don’t think so
You should be glad that you’re here at all
You could be dead and gone
You could find some com­pan­ions to call
Your own, alone no more
I did, and look where I’ve come so far
I’m here to rock with y’all

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Take Off (Demo)—Solo, 2009

I took my first steps today
But they were out the door
And every one I take
Only takes me fur­ther away
From you
I took another step today
And oh you were so proud of me
I could see it on your face
The lines I made just lifted away
From you

I took my last step today
And looked back on all that I’d done
Well I came a lit­tle ways
But noth­ing to how for I’d gone
From you

But I never wanted to watch my life go by
One step at a time
I wanted to fly and see the whole world in one try
I wanted to sing
I wanted to bring that light to every­one around
But I never found
A way to get up off the ground and take off

Instead of shuf­fling along
I should be run­ning
But I’m run­ning away
From you

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Igno­rant Fool (Live at Work­play)—Bright Henry, 2009

It wasn’t the time or the place
But I couldn’t con­tain my face
From betray­ing the thoughts on my mind
I couldn’t believe what I heard
And though I tried not to say a word
And qui­etly stand to the side
I’ve never been one to

Igno­rant fool, how long have you drunk from the well?
Don’t open your mouth ‘till you can think for yourself.

It wasn’t the way that I wanted it to be
But I couldn’t keep this locked up inside me for long
I even tried count­ing down from ten
Think­ing happy thoughts, but then
I just couldn’t keep from shout­ing out
‘Cause I’ve always been one to

Petu­lant fool, the words drip from your lips like drool
Don’t open your mouth if that’s what you’re going to let through

Oh but hey, look at me
I am just as bad as he is
So who is the jack­ass now?

It’s bet­ter to be what you believe
Than push what you’re spoon-feeding
On the next guy in the crowd
But I’ve always been one to

Igno­rant fool, you keep mak­ing the same mis­takes
Don’t open your mouth

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No Regrets (Demo)—Bright Henry, 2008

Hello, my friends
How have you been
It’s been a long time com­ing
I have been gone so very long
and I am sorry for it
you may be mad
but I am still glad I hurt you ‘cause
I am happy with myself
And my past brought me to where I am
And if I had it to do I again

I would, and I’d laugh
And I’d do my song and dance
And I’d look you in the eye
And tell another charm­ing lie because
I can learn from my mis­takes
The more I make the less time it takes ‘till

I am happy with myself
And my past brought me to where I am
And if I had it to do I again
I would, yes I would

Good­bye again
It’s been event­ful
I have learned my les­son well
I can’t change any­thing about what hap­pened
So stop stress­ing
Look ahead, don’t hes­i­tate
Take a leap and levitate

And be happy with your­self
‘Cause your past brought you to your present
And if you had it to do again
Well, you should
Yes you should

2, 3, 4

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Tragic Acci­dent (Demo)—Bright Henry, 2008

Hair slicked back, thin tie on
He’s been wait­ing a long time for this moment
He’s count­ing down the sec­onds now
He don’t know how long he has to go yet

What if this was a trick
What if she changed her mind again
He tries not to think of tragic accidents

Skip­ping out under dark
Shimmy down the rain-pipe to the back porch

She had to spend too much time
Cov­er­ing up the bruise her daddy gave her

What if he should wake up
But she won’t be com­ing back here
And she hope he has a tragic accident

They’ve never been so scared
He holds the car door for her
She opens up a beer
And then lets out a holler

Ten miles out and full of doubt
But he’s got his arm around her shoul­der
She don’t say a sin­gle word
But she holds his hand as tight as she can

What if they don’t make it
What if some­thing comes between them
But at least it’s not a tragic accident

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Dance Noth­ing (Demo)—Bright Henry, 2008

There once was a girl who could not see her­self
And went through life think­ing she did not exist
Though peo­ple would tell her how pretty she was
Or how smart, or kind, or tal­ented
She would think they can’t mean me
I don’t exist
Or else they want some­thing I have and are lying
Or pity my lack and so now are just try­ing to be nice

There once was a boy who had noth­ing to lose
And went through life with­out a thing
Now mat­ter how hard he would grasp at it all
It would slip and fall away

He would think it must be me
I’m not meant for hold­ing
I live in the refuse of things that I’ve bro­ken
And I just wish I could keep some kind of token for my time

Well, what do you do when your life is in tat­ters
Every days the same and noth­ing else mat­ters
Well, sigh a small sigh and then smile and say thanks
And all the while inside
And all the while inside
And all the while inside
The noth­ing will dance

Well, once on a time, as they passed each other by
Well, he caught her eye and he kept it
And he held it tightly that she could not deny it
And finally she realized

Hey what do you know?
I am for real
He said, I don’t get this
But girl, don’t dis­ap­pear
And oh by the way
Where should we go from here?

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Kings of the Moun­tain (Demo)—Bright Henry, 2008

Mon­day, crash there goes the
Alarm, hey I am up again
Another dream ends
But I used to wake up with a
Smile high on each brand new day
Extra­or­di­nary
How do I get to color from grey?
Well, I’ll tell you

One, two, lis­ten­ing to Kind of Blue
Three, four turn it up a lit­tle more
He’s blowin’ my mind
Five, six a lit­tle Sun­day morn­ing sex
Seven, eight turn around I’m feel­ing great
Let’s go again

‘Cause if you take the lit­tle things then
You will find that you can sur­vive
Longer than the next man can
So come on children

Look back my chil­dren
To the days when you could dance in the dirt
you were the kings of the moun­tain
crowned in the glory days
you play your dan­ger­ous games, oh
you’re so obliv­i­ous
to all the mis­ery around you every day

Mon­day, hey there goes the alarm
But I’m already up
A cup of cof­fee
And hey, you know, I know
Things are gonna be hard
But that’s alright by me
‘Cause I’ll be happy

‘Cause if you take the lit­tle things then
You will find that you can sur­vive
Longer than the next man can
The next man can

Look back my chil­dren
To the days when you could dance in the dirt
You were the kings of the moun­tain
Crowned in the glory days
You play your dan­ger­ous games, oh
You’re so obliv­i­ous
To all the mis­ery around you every, every, every day

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Christ­mas In Birm­ing­ham—Solo, 2007

At Christ­mas in Birm­ing­ham
You can see for miles and miles
The lights turn on again
And every­one is smiles and hi y’alls
Momma’s cook­ing up a ham
Dad’s out in the yard
Me and my baby are going hard

At Christ­mas in Birmingham

At Christ­mas in Birm­ing­ham
The store­fronts all get locked and shut­tered
We don’t need any­thing
That we could get there if we bothered

The kids are play­ing with the toys
Grandpa takes a nap
Me and my baby are going fast

At Christ­mas in Birmingham

Christ­mas in Birm­ing­ham
Leaves a trail of wrap­ping clut­ter
That we will use again
When we gather this time next year

I am pack­ing up my gear
Baby’s in the car
And every­one around here is going far

At Christ­mas in Birmingham

I am com­ing back again
Next year

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Rick’s Bitch (Live in Sec­ond Life)—Solo, 2007

She got deep pock­ets
But tighter than most
She’ll make you want to scream
She’ll make you want to boast
She’ll make you want to
Get down on your knees and pray to god
That today’s the day that
She won’t turn away all that you got
She’s a mean, mean lady
She makes me kind of crazy
I’m tear­ing out my hair
But I can’t let it faze me
‘Cause it’s a game player
So get up and go another round
With Rick’s bitch
But Rick’s the only one
Who knows how to get it done
I want her for my own
But she won’t have me

She got soft sur­face
But she’s hard to the touch
She’ll make you give in
But she’ll never budge
She’ll make you feel like a god
When you finally get in
But man she was just teas­ing you
You won’t do that again
She’s a stone cold men­ace
She’s bro­ken men before this
She takes ‘em for a turn
And then leaves them for the next trick
But hey it’s not her fault
It’s just the way that she’s built
And all the fel­las line up
For Rick’s bitch

But Rick’s the only one
Who knows how to get it done
I want her for my own
But she won’t have me
No she won’t

She got, what is it?
I don’t really now
She ain’t that pretty
She got scars to show
But that don’t really mat­ter
When the lights are turned down low
And all you really need to see
Is where you gotta go
She’s an unsolved rid­dle
She hurts my brain a lit­tle
I’m try­ing to take aim
But I can’t seem to hit her
So I’ll just have to set­tle
For the next-best medal
And give up on my dreams
Of Rick’s bitch

‘Cause Rick’s the only one
Who knows how to get it done
I want her for my own
But she won’t have me

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Good­night Moon—Dick Richard, 2007

I’ve been up twitch­ing for forty-eight hours straight
This feels like a dis­ease
Twisted into a blan­ket cocoon maybe
I will emerge as some­thing clean
And as time ticks away
I look up at the win­dow and say
Good­night Moon
I’ll catch you on the flip­side of the day
Hey baby, I’m com­ing over soon
I may be crazy, but at least I can talk to you

Walk out the house as the day gets under way
To escape all these ques­tions I’m ask­ing myself namely
What are you run­ning from?
And what are you run­ning from?
And as night fades to day
I look up to the sky and say

Good­night Moon
I’ll catch you on the flip­side of the day
Hey baby, I’m com­ing over soon
I may be crazy, but at least I can talk to you

Some­thing inside me keeps hop­ing and I hope it dies soon
Cause I keep on break­ing down with­out any rea­son
And if I am empty inside I won’t have to hide these feelings

I had this plan to remain calm, but dammit
My plan keeps on catch­ing on your eyes
Step out for a cig­a­rette and to get myself col­lected
I don’t want you to see me like this
And as you come out to check on me
I look up at you and I say

Good­night you
I’ll catch you on the flip­side of the day
And hey baby, I’ll come again soon
And I may be crazy
But have you seen the moon lately
And at least I can talk to you.

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Going Gone—Dick Richard, 2006

Every day, and right on time
You stum­ble through my line of sight
I kind of hope you stay awhile
Kind of hope you’re leav­ing
And I don’t know if I can bear
Any more of your despair
It’s get­ting really hard to wear
This sunny disposition

So watch me now, and if you do you will see me van­ish­ing
And no-one will notice there’s been any change
Any change at all

Every day another smile
Every night another lie
Jus­tify you peace of mind
Tell your­self a tale

I’m numb­ing up, I feel no pain
Knock back one more link of chain
There is noth­ing left to gain
So let’s all go get wasted

But I don’t know if I can be left alone by myself tonight
‘Cause I can’t face the same mis­takes made over and over
Again and again and again and again and again

The names they change
But the faces stay the same
The orders vary slightly
I may be kind
But in the back of my mind
My friends are com­plete strangers

Every day I draw a line
And step across a thou­sand times
I think some­where I broke my mind
But I don’t remember

So bye for now
I’m going gone
One less name you can’t recall
I was never really there at all
And for that I am grateful

Lord only knows, I never meant to wait this long
But then I turned my head
And I awoke to find that my life had finally passed me by
Bye-bye, bye-bye, oh bye-bye

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Black Steeples—Solo,2006

Black steeples look down on you and I
And all of the peo­ple as they’re blindly rush­ing by
They don’t care much about our tiny lit­tle lives
They know they will still all be here when we have gone and died

Black steeples, they’ve seen it all before
They get so bored, there’s no sur­prises any more
Ain’t it hard when you’re the worlds revolv­ing door
And if you turn too many cor­ners, you end up back at home

Black steeples, pow­er­less and old
They’re forced to watch as our daily lives unfold
How many small defeats are they sup­posed to hold
When they finally do crum­ble, they must just be glad to go

Black steeples
Black steeples
Black steeples
Black steeples

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Cathe­dral—The Frets, 2005

Some days you wake up
And the world has gone crazy
All the doors shut in your face
And you can’t escape this end­less hall­way
And every­body stays the same
While you change and change and change
And you can’t go out­side any­more
‘Cause baby
When it rains it shines and pours at the same time

Some days every­thing taste the same
Of card­board and paste
It’s revolt­ing
Some days col­ors change
Brights fade and drabs remain
And my head aches, my head aches

And when it rains it shines and pours at the same time

Watch all the walls
Of my cathe­dral crum­ble
And fall away
And leave me there
Standing

Alone, at home, sur­rounded by every­one you know
The back­ground bab­ble leaves you breath­less
And you’ve go nowhere to go
‘Cause you’re already home
And no one knows what goes on when they’re gone
And you lay awake and count
All of your mis­takes in the dark
And you wait for it to start

To rain and shine and pour at the same time
Let it rain and shine and pour at the same time

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Break Away—The Frets, 2005

I never bother to pre­dict the future
But it seems pretty bleak to me
Dreams of my father stand like
Giants throw­ing boul­ders
With the faces of mis­takes I’ve made
Hon­esty always came and went with me
But this whole time I lied to myself
Respon­si­bil­ity never came that easy
But com­ing easy time is gone

Let­ters burnt with hope enchanted
Broke in half and destroyed the words
I tried to mend them felt unde­fended
But you can’t fix a bro­ken vow

Hon­esty always came and went with me
But this whole time I lied to myself
Respon­si­bil­ity never came that easy
But com­ing easy time is gone

Come on every­body let us step into the fray
Every­thing looks dif­fer­ent now, we’re chang­ing by the day
If you stare into the abyss, you will want to stay
Get out while you still can and break away

But not today

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Over It—The Frets, 2005

It doesn’t bother me that you really hate me
I am not try­ing to get you to date me
I haven’t even thought about you lately
But here’s a token of my apa­thetic cour­tesy
You think you know me, but you don’t know the half of it
You can’t con­trol me ‘cause I am not attached to this
You want to show me how much you think I’m gonna miss
But what you don’t see is I was down, but now I’m over it

Ini­tial inter­est was strong, but then you strung me along
I had to give it some thought, but I decided you’re wrong
In every way that I can think of, and so
It makes no dif­fer­ence if you like me or not, oh no

You think you know me, but you don’t know the half of it
You can’t con­trol me ‘cause I am not attached to this
You want to show me how much you think I’m gonna miss
But what you don’t see is I was down, but now I’m over it

Over it, over wasted time spent
Over it, over every last minute
Over it, over all this bull­shit
Over it, I’m so over it
I’m so over it

Don’t blame if you feel like you have been used
I picked you up, but I couldn’t find a use for you
I’m sorry if that leaves you with some kind of blues but
So long and thanks for all the noth­ing at all

You think you know me, but you don’t know the half of it
You can’t con­trol me ‘cause I am not attached to this
You want to show me how much you think I’m gonna miss
But what you don’t see is I was down, but now I’m over it

It doesn’t mat­ter
No, it doesn’t mat­ter
It doesn’t mat­ter at all
No, it don’t know, no, no
It doesn’t mat­ter
No, it doesn’t mat­ter
It doesn’t mat­ter
No, it don’t mat­ter at all

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Spin the Bot­tle—The Frets, 2005

So you say you got noth­ing to give
You don’t want nobody by your side
You stopped look­ing for a rea­son to live
You started look­ing for a place to hide
You put your head down and went under­ground
So you wouldn’t have to face the signs
Come on babe and grab my hand
I’m gonna take you for a ride
Keep your grip tight on the throt­tle
Spin the bot­tle
Spin the bot­tle
So you say you go nowhere to go
You can’t even slink back on home
That must be why you stay inside
smok­ing up all the home grown
You think that love aban­doned you
So very, very long ago
Come on babe grab my hand
I’m gonna show you how much you don’t know
Keep your grip tight on the throt­tle
Spin the bot­tle
Spin the bottle

Sit back and let the rhythm wash over you
(Spin and spin and spin and spin)
We will talk of noth­ing for an hour or two
(Spin and spin and spin and spin)
We’ll tell each other secrets we are priv­i­leged to
(Spin and spin and spin and spin)
Get­ting closer and closer to what we know we have to do
And what we gotta do, is what we gotta do is spin, spin, spin the bot­tle
Spin the bottle

So you say got noth­ing left
of what you once had to offer
You say you got it beaten out of you
by one too many trips to alter
And you’re afraid that if you try to take a step
You might trip, you might fal­ter
Come on babe and grab my hand
I’m gonna give you what you need to get there
Keep your grip tight on the throt­tle
Spin the bot­tle
Spin the bottle

Spin and spin and spin and spin
Spin and spin and spin and spin
Spin and spin and spin and spin
Spin and spin and spin and spin
And what we gotta do, is what we gotta do is spin, spin, spin the bot­tle
Spin the bottle

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Brick (Ben Folds Five Cover)—Solo, 2005

6 am day after Christ­mas
I throw some clothes on in the dark
The smell of cold
Car seat is freez­ing
The world is sleep­ing
I am numb
Up the stairs to her apart­ment
She is balled up on the couch
Her mom and dad went down to Char­lotte
They’re not home to find us out

And we drive
Now that I have found some­one
I’m feel­ing more alone
Than I ever have before

She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly
Off the coast and I’m headed nowhere
She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly

They call her name at 7:30
I pace around the park­ing lot
Then I walk down to buy her flow­ers
And sell some gifts that I got

Can’t you see
It’s not me you’re dying for
And she’s feel­ing more alone
Then she ever has before

She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly
Off the coast and I’m headed nowhere
She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly

As weeks went by
She showed me she was not fine
They told me son, it’s time to tell the truth
She broke down and I broke down
Cause I was tired of lying

Dri­ving back to her apart­ment
For the moment we’re alone
She’s alone
I’m alone
Now I know it
She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly
Off the coast and I’m headed nowhere
She’s a brick and I’m drown­ing slowly

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Falling Leaves (Instru­men­tal)—Solo, 2005

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Under­tow—Solo, 2004

Every­thing seems fine on the sur­face
But some­thing under­neath is mak­ing me kind of ner­vous
The sub­tle sig­nals that you drop for me
The quiet loss of my dig­nity
So watch out, ‘cause I’m about to fill this uncom­fort­able silence
With a nice big por­tion of com­fort­able vio­lence
Sweep away all of this patient indif­fer­ence
Get ready, ‘cause I’m about to end this end­less undertow

Well, you know, it make me kind of nau­seous
when I think about what you did to me
What, did you think I would not fig­ure it out even­tu­ally?
I may be blind, but baby even the blind could see
That since the first day, you’ve been leav­ing me

So, break down, cry, frown and explain away all your crimes
I’m not going to look away like I did all the other times
It’s not that I don’t love you, love you
It’s just I’ve decided I can only live without

So, let’s take a ride on the under­tow
It drags you out and then it never lets you
Let’s take a ride on the under­tow
It tears you up and leaves you scat­tered on the shore
Under­tow, under­tow, undertow

I’m tak­ing time to resur­face
Regain a small mea­sure of lost pur­pose
The trou­ble is the puz­zle is not fin­ished
There’s some pieces gone, the center’s wrong and there’s no edges

So, wake up and take a look, and then ask your­self a ques­tion
Are you happy enough, now that that’s done
And if you’re not than please just ask your­self this last one
How’s it feel to be lost in the, tossed in the undertow?

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Love Junkie—Solo, 2004

Give me what you’ve got
Any­one at all
Suck you like a sponge
Dry you to the bone
This is all my fault
I can’t fight this jones
You look right at me
Now the hunt it is on
Love junkie
Love junkie
Give me what I need
Any­thing at all
Got this hole to feed
Keeps me want­ing bore
Fix me bliss­fully
Heal this open sore
Hate to be a cheat
Leave you like a whore
Love junkie
Love junkie

Give me every­thing
Drain to the last drop
Get into your skin
You can’t make me stop
Taste of inno­cence
Really hits the spot
Strip you down and then
Use you ‘till you’re used up
Love junkie
Love junkie
Love junkie
Love junkie

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Beth­le­hem—Solo, 2004

When life has got be my the lips and dragged me to the deep end
There’s one place I get a grip when I need time to mend
I only have to take a trip, it’s just around the bend
And so I’m going home again
To Beth­le­hem
It’s been a thank­less job I know
Teach­ing me the way to grow
Help­ing me get back on track
Grab­bing what I’ve let go slack
Under­stand­ing that I’m try­ing
Giv­ing me a chance to shine
Mak­ing up for all I’ve lacked
Believ­ing when the odds are stacked
Lov­ing me despite my lying
Sooth­ing me when I am cry­ing
Build­ing up my sense of soul
Hold­ing on while I let go

And I just want you to know
That I will always be grate­ful
For all these things
And all those things I’ve left unsaid
I love you, Beth­le­hem
I love you, Beth­le­hem
I love you, Beth­le­hem
I love you, Bethlehem

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Taste—Solo, 2004

Keep your face inches away for as long as it takes
I don’t mind and most of the time I kind of enjoy it
Let the ten­sion rise until one of us breaks
Wait­ing only builds antic­i­pa­tion of the taste of you
Taste you
Taste you
Taste you
I want to taste of you

Draw a line, clearly defined, and place it between us
Put your bound­aries all around you and raise your defenses
I am not play­ing a game of how close can I get
It’s more like how can I con­tinue to resist this taste of you

Taste you
Taste you
Taste you
I want to taste of you

And when you wake up in your bed
And it’s late at night and you’re all alone
Don’t you want some­one there to hold you tight
How you can stand this I will never know
All I know is I’m here and you’re out of sight
You’re so out of sight baby

Come to the cor­ner diner at a quar­ter to three
You sip your cof­fee, and I will tell sto­ries about triv­ial things
But I get dis­tracted by you look­ing at me
Can’t eat any­thing, ‘cause I would rather have a taste of you

Taste you
Taste you
Taste you
I want to taste of you
Taste of you

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Stut­ter Strut—Solo, 2004

Ten back, two more to go
Oh no, wait I lost track, but who’s count­ing those
I got my glasses stacked and ready to throw
But instead I drag my ass back in the road.
‘Cause I’m feel­ing kind of nasty
And those guys in there would thrash me
Smashed, I wouldn’t put it past me, no, no, no

And now leav­ing, weav­ing, stum­bling
Instead of fucked, I’m feel­ing funky
The traf­fic hums the city beat
It fills me up and feeds me need to…

And as I move, shad­ows of myself sur­round me
And dance to the beat of their own groove
As my feet meet the ground in a stut­ter strut

Shim­mer shake, the pave­ment paints a sign
It says kick back, and make up all your lost time
So two-step I tap dance over the line
And past it now I take it all in stride

‘Cause I was feel­ing kind of crusty until
I stepped out in the street
Now you couldn’t pull me back in, no, no, no

And now leav­ing, weav­ing, stum­bling
Instead of fucked, I’m feel­ing funky
The traf­fic hums the city beat
It fills me up and feeds me need to…

And as I move, shad­ows of myself sur­round me
And dance to the beat of their own groove
As my feet meet the ground in a stut­ter strut

Ther world is spin­ning round and round
I keep walk­ing so I don’t fall down
Get out my way, I can’t go around
You got a prob­lem with that
Then fuck you, pal

And what, did I stut-ta-stutter, motherfucker?

Sing out loud and peo­ple turn their heads
They wish I kept my mouth shut instead
(Keep it down!)
And laugh­ing now I couldn’t feel bet­ter
‘Cause I’ll be alive when y’all are dead in bed
That’s right you heard what I said

‘Cause I don’t feel all that crazy, but tonight’s a lit­tle hazy
And hey, san­ity was never my forte

And now leav­ing, weav­ing, stum­bling
Instead of fucked, I’m feel­ing funky
The traf­fic hums the city beat
It fills me up and feeds me need to…

And as I move, shad­ows of myself sur­round me
And dance to the beat of their own groove
As my feet meet the ground in a stut­ter strut

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Between the Cracks—Solo, 2004

He wakes up in mid-afternoon
Just to con­tem­plate the bath­room door
Stale cof­fee takes the edge off the night before
Shoes and socks and then he’s out
And then he’s back ‘cause he for­got to bolt the locks
And then he fades down the road
Ragged breaths tighten his chest
As he sprints for the clos­ing doors

And as he stands there on the plat­form
Watch­ing his bet­ter half recede
He sees him­self beneath the tracks
Between the cracks
And then he screams

Why am I inca­pable of chang­ing who I am?
I wish I could shed this skin and break away
Away from me, this me I’ve made
And start again

Never one to take the blame
He cul­ti­vates his vices with­out shame
And in the absence of the out­side
He’s cav­ing in

His eyes dilate as he stares into the mid­dle ground
He’s los­ing focus, but he found another way around
And he tells him­self he’s not giv­ing up
He’s count­ing down

And as he slips into a coma
And he lets his mem­o­ries drift away
Sud­denly he sees a time when he was fine
And the he screams

Why am I inca­pable of chang­ing who I am?
I was happy once, and I think
I could laugh again
The way I did when I was young
And start again

Throw me off the bal­cony
I’ll find a way to hit the bot­tom
The ground is rush­ing up to greet me
But I can’t wait for it to stop me
From falling

He passes out in his boots on the couch
Nes­tled in a bed of refuse
Detri­tus of his day
And the blue light from the TV screen
drones the hours away
And every night before he falls asleep
He tries to cry, but he can’t, he don’t know why
And he thinks man, if is numb
I’d really hate to feel something

And as the night­mares start to sur­face
And he paws the air uncon­sciously
He has a vision of his future
An open wound
And then he screams

Why am I inca­pable of chang­ing who I am?
I’m tired of toss­ing and turn­ing
And I think that I could sleep so soundly
You could scream, I wouldn’t start
I’d start again
Begin again

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Happy Fac­tory—Solo, 2004

Smile for the cam­era, you are on the spot
Every­one is wait­ing for your com­po­sure to rot
And they all talk about you like you’re not even here
And still you have to greet them with charis­matic flair
Well, guess what every­body, this is not a happy fac­tory
So don’t expect some sym­pa­thetic laugh­ter out of me

The days slip by around me, while I just sit and stare
I hardly even notice the flick­er­ing of the pass­ing years
Well, they’ll all start to worry if I begin to crack
So I’ll hold it together, stretched thin on the rack

Well, guess what every­body, this is not a happy fac­tory
So don’t expect sun­shine to come pour­ing out for free

I softly tread around you, I try not to dis­turb
And if I feel like break­ing things I try to sup­press the urge
This dance of friend­ship we’ve been doing
Is get­ting kind of rehearsed
And something’s build­ing up inside me
I’m get­ting bout fit to burst, oh god

Well, guess what every­body, this is not a happy fac­tory
So don’t expect me to com­pro­mise on one more thing

This is not a happy fac­tory
This is not a happy fac­tory
This is not a happy fac­tory
So get the hell away from me

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Blocked—Solo, 2004

Why do I put up with this inter­minable non­sense?
I have no rea­son, I am an inert con­scious­ness
Trapped in a mean­ing­less exis­tence of my own cre­ation
Have I cre­ated any­thing, any­thing at all
Even the small­est of orig­i­nal what­ever?
No, no, no!
And time wastes away
All my mind wastes away
I can feel entropy east­ing at my soul
And still I will con­tinue until I am noth­ing at all

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Wait­ing for Change—Solo, 2004

I met a girl, she was so fine
She made me leave my mind behind
And wan­der off into a sea of pos­si­bil­ity
I thought my prob­lems were all gone
And I could finally move on
And get up off this dead end train
A total life-style re-arrange
But I’m still wait­ing for change
My tie is straight, it’s get­ting late
And I’m stand­ing in the rain
Scam another cig­a­rette
‘Cause you’re not here yet
And that’s lame
I’m stew­ing in a finely sea­soned
Pot of my own rage
The look the bouncer’s giv­ing me
Is get­ting kind of strange
And I’m still wait­ing for change

I’m wait­ing for change to come and smack in the face
And get me out of this place for­ever
And want to know right know if you can show me
A way to break this tether
And I want the life where you just sit and talk about the weather
But instead I’m stuck inside going out of my mind
And I just can’t keep it together
Keep it together
Together, keep it together
Together, come on, keep it together
Oh god together, please keep it together

And now that she is finally gone
I thought I’d sit and write this song
A ten­der bal­lad, sweet and dumb
About how good my life’s become
And how I have no strong regrets
Cause they all led to my suc­cess
But the road behind me is laid to waste
So trag­i­cally that’s not the case
And I’m still wait­ing for change

I’m wait­ing for change to come and smack in the face
And get me out of this place for­ever
And want to know right know if you can show me
A way to break this tether
And I want the life where you just sit and talk about the weather
But instead I’m stuck inside going out of my mind
And I just can’t keep it together

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Movin’ On—Solo, 2004

What do you keep and what gets left behind
You been car­ry­ing this shit most your life
And if you don’t leave some of it behind
Then you are weighed down
So many things that you thought you would need
The bits and pieces of all your shat­tered dreams
And if you don’t ditch these mem­o­ries
Then you will break down

Free at last
I am rid of all this trash
Free at last
I am mov­ing on
I am mov­ing on

A shat­tered ash­tray that bit and made me bleed
A tat­tered paper­back I meant to read
A thou­sand pic­tures I can’t bear to see
‘Cause I am in ‘em

A t-shirt stained with only god knows what
A jig­saw puz­zle I never even touched
And all the let­ters that tum­bled through the slot
I never opened

Free at last
I am rid of all this trash
Free at last
I am mov­ing on
I am mov­ing on

Free to run, free to hide
Free to fun, free to ride
Free to slum, free to grind
Free to burn, free to die

This empty room is star­ing back at me
Like it just had a frontal lobot­omy
And all the clut­tered cor­ners I can finally see
Reveal nothing

Now there’s another place for me to fill up
And hide all of my secrets in dis­gust
Another year goes by with­out a fuss
‘Till I unearth ‘em
Free at last
I am rid of all this trash
Free at last
I am mov­ing on
I am mov­ing on
I am mov­ing on
I am mov­ing on

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Appeal—Solo, 2004

The space between is so deaf­en­ing
I don’t know half of what’s going on
Or if anything’s wrong
The gap between us widen­ing
But all things I love are linked to you
Yeah, it’s sad but true

So here is my appeal
Let’s stop this silent treat­ment trend
And strike up a new deal
‘Cause I am really miss­ing my best friend

This daily ambush is threat­en­ing
To scare away my peace of mind
Time after time

The next shock is just around the cor­ner
I only have to turn my head to see
You star­ing back at me

So here is my appeal
Let’s stop this silent treat­ment trend
And strike up a new deal
‘Cause I am really miss­ing my best friend

We had such a bril­liant time
I don’t see a good rea­son why
I should give this up, or just let it slide

We had so much fun together
Now all we talk about is the weather
I’m get­ting tired of pre­tend­ing that that is fine

I didn’t lis­ten when you needed me
Took you for granted and you still believed
You believed in me

So I will under­stand the silence
If you want to keep on going this way
I just wanted to say
I’m so sorry

But here is my appeal
Let’s stop this silent treat­ment trend
And strike up a new deal
‘Cause I am really miss­ing my best friend

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The Kitty Song—Solo, 2004

Hey kitty, what’s going on?
I know we just, but I think you’re pretty fun
And I’d like to run around a bit and lay out in the sun
Together
Hey, buddy, get out of here
‘Cause I was doing just fine before you came along dear
And it really would be ice­fine if you would just dis­ap­pear
Forever

Well, come on, come on, come on, come on
Let’s do the dance
Put up your dukes and let’s take a chance
We got no choice so raise your voices
Pretty soon we’re going to have to face the facts
We’re going to have to get together

Hey kitty, I know you’re mad
‘Cause I’m sleep­ing in your bed and you didn’t plan that
I don’t mean to take your space, I’m just really glad to
Be here

Hey buddy, I’m so con­fused
‘Cause I don’t remem­ber ask­ing to feel so abused
And you play you’re lit­tle games, I’m just not amused
Whatever

I am falling, you are fol­low­ing my every move­ment
Every­thing looks dif­fer­ent now, we’re chang­ing by the sec­ond
You can build it up, but then I am gonna wreck it
We are going down together, there’s noth­ing we can do about it

Hey kitty, I’m sick of this
I thought you were the one, but it’s a swing and a miss
And the fall­out from the argu­ments is get­ting ludi­crous
I’m out of here

Hey buddy, don’t go, don’t go
I’m feel­ing kind of silly, ‘cause I didn’t catch on quickly
And I’m really gonna miss you, if that’s what you want hear
That’s what I fear

Well, come on, come on, come on, come on
Let’s do the dance
Put up your dukes and let’s take a chance
We got no choice so raise your voices
Pretty soon we’re going to have to face the facts
We’re going to have to get together

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The Wrong Song—Solo, 2004

Last night I wasn’t pay­ing atten­tion
and now I got kicked in teeth
Then you came along
And upset my bal­ance
And now I am drift­ing
I should be angry
‘Cause I keep on los­ing every­thing
Yes I do
But instead I have this
Grin plas­tered all across my face
This shouldn’t be a happy song
But now I need some­thing to dance to
So thank you for mak­ing my night a lit­tle bet­ter
And hey, this one’s for you

Last night, try as I might
I couldn’t keep my frown on
It’s tight, it won’t fit
Around my widen­ing smile
You must be some kind of spe­cial
If you’ve got me feel­ing ok
I wouldn’t be sur­prised if you
Opened up the sky and stopped the rain

This shouldn’t be a happy song
But now I need some­thing to dance to
So thank you for mak­ing my night a lit­tle bet­ter
And hey, this one’s for you

Last night I lay qui­etly try­ing to sleep
One thing kept sur­fac­ing
A vision ris­ing from the deep
And it wasn’t of mis­takes
Or all of the things gone wrong
What kept me up was your face
So I sat down to write this song

Now I have got me a happy song
And some­thing funky to dance to
So thank you for mak­ing my life a lit­tle bet­ter
And hey, this one’s for you

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Cin­derella Story—Solo, 2004

I‘ve had a few princesses in my time
Princesses in their own mind
Their fin­gers clutch­ing the phan­tom tiara
They can’t let go of the lie
But I must have acci­den­tally
Wished upon a star, ‘cause here you are
The raw deal, the real McCoy
A princess in the flesh
I thought that story book love
Was for the naïve
But now count me among their midst
I must have acci­den­tally
Wished upon a star, ‘cause here you are

And now I’m stuck in Cin­derella story
With­out a shoe to my name
Stand on the side­lines
While some prince steals the glory
And rides off into my sun­set
Into my sunset

I thought that fairy tales had happy end­ings
I thought we’d close on the kiss
But just because I’ve become a believer
Doesn’t mean I get to share in the bliss
I must have acci­den­tally
Wished upon a star, ‘cause here you are

And now I’m stuck in Cin­derella story
With­out a shoe to my name
Stand on the side­lines
While some prince steals the glory
And rides off into my sun­set
Into my sun­set
Into my sun­set
Into my sunset

Happy end­ing

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Back to the Blues—Solo, 2004

You beat me up, then up to the top I go
And I know noth­ing could make me stop
Then you pull me back down again
Right back down to the ground again
Why do you keep bring­ing me back to the blues
I read the news, the news isn’t good
So I roll it up and toss it out with the truth
Then I step right out in the midst
Of all this trou­ble and trip on the sto­ries I missed
And I won­der why I keep on com­ing back to the blues

I go out, to walk out the doubt
But I know the doubt won’t go just because I wish it so
As the sun sets over the avenue
I take one long last look at you
A tem­po­rary dis­trac­tion and then back to the blues

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Break Away (Acoustic)—Solo, 2004

I can’t be both­ered to pre­dict the future
But it seems pretty bleak to me
Dreams of my father stand like
Giants throw­ing boul­ders
With the faces of mis­takes I’ve made
Hon­esty always came and went with me
But this whole time I lied to myself
Respon­si­bil­ity never came that easy
But com­ing easy time is gone

Let­ters burnt with hope enchanted
Broke in half and destroyed the words
I tried to mend them felt unde­fended
But you can’t fix a bro­ken vow

Hon­esty always came and went with me
But this whole time I lied to myself
Respon­si­bil­ity never came that easy
But com­ing easy time is gone

Come on every­body let us step into the fray
Every­thing looks dif­fer­ent now, we’re chang­ing by the day
If you stare into the abyss, you will want to stay
Get out while you still can and break away

But not today

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The Cat Came Back—Solo, 2004

Let me tell you a story
About this cat I know
And the sexy lit­tle kitty
He just couldn’t let go
He met her in the alley
He was prowl­ing one night
She flashed him a grin
And then put up a fight
But the cat came back
The very next day
The cat came back
He should have known bet­ter
The cat came back
He just couldn’t stay away

He said, now baby
Don’t put up a front
Just come right out
And tell me what you want
She said, oh daddy
Just fol­low my lead
And she van­ished faster
Than you could say speed

That’s when he knew
That this kitty was trou­ble
But still he sprinted after
Quick on the dou­ble
He rounded the cor­ner
She was nowhere in sight
He’s left stand­ing alone
In the sole streetlight

But the cat came back
The very next day
The cat came back
He should have known bet­ter
The cat came back
He just wouldn’t stay away

The cat came back
Day after day
Hop­ing to catch
A glimpse of her again
He waited and waited
And waited some more
And right when he gave up
She came through the door

She looked sur­prised
When he looked right at her
He made his move
But she moved right past him
She didn’t remem­ber
That night on the street
When his life changed for­ever
Hers just missed a beat

But the cat came back
The very next day
The cat came back
He should have known bet­ter
The cat came back
He just couldn’t stay away

Here’s the moral of the story
For you strays on the street
A sexy lit­tle kitty
Is a hard thing to beat
But think twice about chas­ing
If she flash you a grin
‘Cause might end up liv­ing
Your life like my friend

The that cat came back
The very next day
The cat came back
He should have known bet­ter
The cat came back
He just couldn’t stay away

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Lost & Found—Solo, 2004

It was gonna be short walk
Just around the block
Hands in pock­ets
Some quiet talk and
The leaves are drift­ing across our path
I feel like cry­ing, so I’m try­ing to laugh
But I must have made a face
‘Cause you brushed the hair from my eyes
That ten­der embrace came as such a surprise

That before I real­ize it
We’ve stum­bled across the hori­zon
Into a for­est of our own devis­ing
Now we are lost and found

Now you are dream­ing
And I am lying awake
I tried sleep­ing
But there’s too much at stake
The space between us
Is just a cou­ple of inches
But it might as well be
Miles and miles of enemy trenches

And I want to touch you
But I’m afraid it might be a mis­take
I want to love you, but I’m afraid my heart might break

Then before I know what’s hap­pen­ing
You’ve reached across the gap and
Taken hold of my hand
And now we’re lost and found

And all the paths
And all the mark­ings
All the bread­crumbs
All the scat­ted stones
Are sud­denly all gone

And all the sig­nals
All the signs
Have changed their minds
They’re turn­ing me around
I feel like I’ve been drowned

And I am stand­ing here alone
With no one home
Just wait­ing by the phone
Try­ing to let you go

But every time
It try to get by
I break inside
And fail to find a way
A way to walk the line

It was gonna be a short walk
Just around the block
Hands in my pock­ets
Some quiet thought
The snows now drift­ing
Across my path
And I’ve been cry­ing
‘Cause it’s too hard to laugh

And I must have lost my way
‘Cause I don’t know where I am
I don’t rec­og­nize a thing
And it’s been hours since I’ve left

And though I don’t know where I’m going
I’m just fol­low­ing the road
Into the great wide unknown
I find I’m fine with lost and found

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Dick Richard: Sam George (Vocals, Keys), Andrew Doba (Bass), Justin Rohrlich (Drums)
Bright Henry: Sam George (Vocals, Keys), Matt Myrick (Gui­tar), Bar­rett Brown (Bass), Daniel Long (Drums)
The Frets: Sam George (Vocals, Keys) Pat Inverso (Gui­tar, Bass)