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On A Mountain
04:29
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think I'll spend the day inside my head
wishin' for the words that an old friend might have said
I can't seem to get outside
everywhere I look I just find a place to hide
living on a mountain wouldn't be so bad
but I lost the friends I had made and the ones I coulda had
living on a mountain chills me to the bone
been living on a mountain for so long all alone
think I'll spend the day with my TV
lately all I want is bad news for company
the weather's cold but it suits me fine
no one walks the streets leaving me behind
living on a mountain wouldn't be so bad
but I lost the friends I had made and the ones I coulda had
living on a mountain chills me to the bone
been living on a mountain for so long all alone
been so long all alone
living on a mountain wouldn't be so bad
but I lost the friends I had made and the ones I coulda had
living on a mountain chills me to the bone
been living on a mountain for so long all alone
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2. |
Yesterday's Glory
03:59
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Roll outta bed but I don't wake up
wiping off a trace of an old friends makeup
every time I come I stay too long
I feel the weight of mistakes that I make
so I find me a woman whose heart won't break
wake up early and she's gone
Cause I want to hold on to yesterday's Glory
I can't let the story end
so I try to stay strong for yesterday's glory
need yesterday's glory again
Find a way to make it to sunday evening
and there's air in my lungs and my heart's still beating
but there isn't much space in here to hide
her memory stays close like a monday morning
for a minute I can feel my room transforming
then I feel her arms open wide
Cause I want to hold on to yesterday's Glory
I can't let the story end
so I try to stay strong for yesterday's glory
need yesterday's glory again
just keep waiting for the crescent moon
you don't want to give up her picture soon
she'll find a way right back to you somehow
you're just a fool for punishment
she didn't really mean the things that she said
the only place she loves you is in your head for now
Cause I want to hold on to yesterday's Glory
I can't let the story end
so I try to stay strong for yesterday's glory
need yesterday's glory again
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He grew up in the finest part of town,
The county bore his family name
from early on he had the blues
Makin’ noise in Sunday school
The preacher took his hand
But he didn’t understand
The late great Townes Van Zandt
He left home when he turned 17
But soon the days grew dark in Denver
And mama said: “I know there’s time,
the problem lies within his mind”
the doctor took his hand
But he didn’t understand
The late great Townes Van Zandt
No one ever knew him,
not sure he knew himself
But he knew every dark eyed girl
In the unforgiving south
And the music that came through him
Boy It came from somewhere else
He knew the world’s pain
But his pain couldn’t be helped
He died alone in Tennessee
The bottle finally showed him mercy
But you can hear him sing sometimes
When the wind blows that lonesome whine
And the trees start to bend
The sparrow hears a friend
Guess they understand
The late great Townes Van Zandt
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4. |
Waiting for The Rain
04:01
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The cracks in the walls,
Slide down the hall
Hangin’ over my head and under my feet
The radiator sighs
When I step outside
Tellin’ me every mornin’ it’s time to leave
Then I watch the sun
fading, but I don’t run
I’m waiting for the rain to come
I built this house for you,
And the things we said we’d do
But it’s not a year for the roses, I suppose
I built it on the hill,
Like you wanted, but do ya still?
Cause it falls down around me, when you go
When you’re out there having fun
Are you telling everyone?
I’m waiting for the rain to come
Waiting for the rain
To wipe away your name
From the driveway where we wrote it yesterday
I go out and mow the lawn
But it grows back and you’ll move on
Move on, cause the rain won’t go away
And then I watch the sun
Fading, but I don’t run
Cause I’m waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting for the rain to come
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5. |
Sound of Her Goodbye
04:36
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The last thing I remember
Is lying on the grass
Wondering what time it was
What had come to pass
I can’t seem to wake-up
Everything is still
Emptiness surrounds me
Spaces I can’t fill
The last thing I remember
Walking out the door
Wondering if she’d stop me
like she did before
I wonder if I wake up,
Will she still be there?
Putting on her makeup,
Sitting in my chair?
The last thing I remember
Whispers in my ear
I Never saw her cry before
Now I feel every tear
I wish I could wake-up
I promise that I tried
But all that I remember
The sound of her goodbye
The sound of her goodbye…
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