1. |
Dependent Upon A Dream
05:20
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crimson lights
flood these city nights
ignite the alleyways
follow me
you wait and see
I'll find that secret place
and tell me how can everything change
and yet everything still remain the same
as it always was
the parade will march
down streets of stone
casting shadows on the sun
it ain't for me
this obedience to machinery
I'll crash the cannons and run
into the fields
all lays revealed
hey, I'm bust open and spilling
where were you then?
why'd the darkness win?
I was one thing here to stay
so tell me how can everything change
and yet everything still remain the same
as it always was
some clouds have cleared
and I'm still here
still dependent upon a dream
that never was
I'm as broke as I'm meant to be
to remain whole
so tell me how does everything change
and yet everything still remain the same
as it always was
some cloud have cleared
and I'm still here
still dependent upon a dream
that never was.
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2. |
Melody
04:24
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it barks and bends the old steel tracks running through your hometown
if I knew better then I’d likely burn the whole thing down
take the western wind through the furthest depths of a pretty sound
hold a melody and keep moving
there is no start or end so fresh my friend as the first one
you’ll carry every day in your own way under your eyeballs
it’s one fast move and your gone, no right, no wrong, no redemption song
find a melody and keep moving
the war is waged, guard your heart, they’ll tear it apart if you let em
with each passing year demand and fear stacks around you
you know that degree ain’t free, it’s a costly fee to get a job round here
so fuck your melody, best start saving
the summer moon is high, it’s the last warm night in August
see how the stars they shine, a light divine casts no shadow
it makes a mess of me, how the sweetest things leave so quickly
grasp a melody and keep moving
tall grass grows over tracks that once ran through your hometown
if I knew better then I likely would’ve hung around
tried to keep a few good friends, buy our rounds at a shit bar in town
write a melody and start singing.
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3. |
'Til Dawn
03:24
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get up lone rider
you’ve been hung out forever
speaking with strangers
sleeping by danger
gone that sweet love
been losing forever
newborn swinging in the manger
mistaken for an angel
get up and ride boy
ride till dawn
midnight cowboy
making mystery in the shadow
pale moon gleaming
through the pines of Colorado
they can’t see you bleeding
they can’t feed on your fear
gone that sweet love
dry them tears
get up and ride boy
ride till dawn
glory on high
soon the hills will be golden
the noose is waiting
back home in Houston
get up lone rider
they’ll hang you come December
but treasure’s still out there
the mountains remember
get up and ride boy
ride till dawn.
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4. |
Headstone Trippin'
04:18
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turn your cheek to the lightning
find an edge then dive on fire
stay hungry, stay holy
stay sane or feel alive
hey wait
baby
maybe lately
I’ve been thinking things
trippin over headstones
good god
I thought I heard my name
mountain top messiah
waiting on the flood again
cleanse thy wicked inclinations
restart the last part again
hey wait
baby
maybe lately
I’ve been lost in dream
foreign places
white eye’d faces
swallow the whole of me
tick tock the tower clock
the hour is preordained
the final act before us
a stage set for a play
erase me
replace me
it’s about time
I get gone
kiss me
miss me
but don’t you dare look back again
turn your cheek to the lightning
find an edge then find one higher
stay hungry, stay holy
stay you and stay alive
hey wait
baby
maybe
this poor boy’s just a liar
don’t go
you know
I’ve got no place to run.
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5. |
Killing Time
05:26
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where we are
where we go
the start and end
the winding road
what you make
what you leave
is going to be
everything
and you got me wrong
the final night
a stolen kiss
the last of her
on your lips
city lights
brown bag rum
just killing time
living numb
and you got me wrong
there's been a change somewhere
all the faces I knew
they're not there
and the feeling doesn't last as long
it's almost gone
I got it wrong
a silent song
in the air
write it down
sing it fair
what you make
what you leave
it has to be everything
and I got it wrong.
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6. |
Yours (& Yours Alone)
06:12
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the dream was shattered
the fields were burned
the stars had scattered
to the darkest edge of night
I was stranded
in the rain and the wind
it’s just silence
there’s nowhere to begin
a song was sung
it fell on deaf ears
the meaning lost
as the masses cheered
for their idols
bleached blonde and boasting
all the titles, that they’ve earned overnight
hey you
take me away from here
hey you
it’s so much worse than we feared
hey you
I’m going out of my fucking mind
send for the preacher
the holy man
the first deceiver
he's slinging fire or the sky
did you buy what he’s selling?
forfeit your mind
let a little heaven in
you know you’ll need it when you die
and do not question
the law of god or man
there’s no justice, that was never the plan
just lies
hey you
take me away from here
hey you
it’s so much worse than we feared
hey you
I’m going out of my fucking mind
a seed was planted
wild orchids bloomed in the attic
with just enough sun to stay alive
and with the winter they would die
they would die
so while you have it
go and stoke the flame of your passion
don’t let anyone come out and grab it
and change your truth
it’s yours and yours alone.
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One More Moon Chicago, Illinois
One More Moon is a four-piece from Chicago playing originals written with a mix of folk, blues, and rock.
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