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Stray
04:00
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I opened up the back door yesterday
In time to see twilight was on its way
I couldn't make out what it was
It seemed a blur, I guess because
T'was underneath the fading light of day
But just before I shuffled back inside
A subtle sense of movement I did spy
I craned to make out what it was
Just long enough to see its paws
And catch the gleaming sparkle in its eyes
I won't kick this one to the curb
But sure as hell me you disturb
I'll treat you just like any other stray
The first time you came back I thanked the Lord
Stopped counting after comeback number four
Keep one eye trained on this back door
Cause babe, this ain't your candy store
And strays like you don't pay no room and board
It's been 3 months since you turned up again
Stopped placin' bets you'd slink back how or when
Last night was just a false alarm
This lesser cur did me no harm
But you ain't comin' back to this here den
I won't kick this one to the curb
But you I will should you disturb
The peace I've found without you; this is zen
It took too long before the picture cleared
It weren't the Lord but Satan sent you here
Been down this road too many times
This ain't a hideout from your crimes
Another stray I wish would disappear
Another one bound for the pound
And if by chance you come around
I'll treat you just like any other stray
I'll treat you just like any other stray
I'll treat you just like any other stray
I'll treat you just like any other stray
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MQ868NvImlA
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2. |
On The Border
04:15
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(words: Bill White / music: t.h. gorman ©2022 ring of oaks / teztunesmusic)
They’re fighting on the border
And they move the line around
The fight’s not fought through anger
But to keep the border sound
And they fight among the cattle
And the milking shed is razed
Half the herd falls in the battle
And the other half is crazed
On the border
Way out on the border
They fight along the border
And the border crosses towns
The fight creates a kind of order
A preponderance of sounds
The disturbance shapes the landscape
And is shaped by it, in turn
And the fight is fed by every shape
And the past retires, to burn
On the border
Way out on the border
They are fighting on the border
And the lines are mysteries
The smoke of law, and ranked disorder
Makes it difficult to see
They’re fighting on the border
And they move the lines around
They claim the fight’s not fought through anger
But to keep the border sound
And the fires are seen forever
From places none can comprehend
No shift of sanity can sever
The simple messages they send
On the border
Way out on the border
On the border
Way out on the border
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3. |
A Bed Without You
03:24
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My tribute to the music that first tickled my ears, the 60s British Invasion.
It’s three in the morning and
I can’t stop thinkin’ bout you
Been up ’n round since seven a.m.
Feelin’ lonely and blue
I’m wonderin’ if someone
Is holding you tight
The same way that I used to do
But it’s three in the morning
And I can’t go to bed
I can’t face a bed without you
I’m watchin’ the same flick
The second time round
The actress who reminds me of you
I’ll watch her again before
This long night surrenders
Another empty day without you
I might as well pick up this old guitar
And write another song or two
Cause it’s three in the morning
And I can’t go to bed
I can’t stand a bed without you
A quarter to four and I’m
Watchin’ the clock
It’s tickin’ now in time to the tune
Come five in the morning
I’ll be greetin’ the dawn
To start another day without you
Just one more drink
And a couple of pills
A cocktail for one lonely fool
I’ll crash on the couch so
I won’t have to face
Another lonely bed without two
Cause just about the time
I put this song to rest
Another new day’ll shine through
But it’s three in the morning
And I can’t go to bed
I can’t face a bed without you
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFv3aKlOIR0
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Knew the day we met there'd be a parting
Knew the chance I took might trip the switch
True to form, I gave away my heart and
Took a wrong turn, and I headed for the ditch
Knew the day I strayed the trust would crumble
Guaranteed that swing would hit the rough
Yesterday, I threw away the magic
When tomorrow comes, I just won't cry enough
I'll cry later
When I'm feelin' a little better
I'll cry later
When those waterworks start to flow
I'll cry later
Up to now, workin' to forget her
But for now I can't afford to let it show
The tears will fall like bitter rain
Back to that pain domain
The dam will break, a torrent flow
A floodland I don't wanna know again
Knew the day would come when I'd regret this
My trick of trading paradise for hell
True to form, I've come now to expect this
One more time, I'll hold off on that crying spell
I'll cry later
When I'm feelin' a little better
I'll cry later
When the sorrow starts sinkin' in
I'll cry later
Up to now, workin' to forget her
As I contemplate these games I could not win
I'll cry later
I'll cry later
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5. |
Curse (Hitch's Song)
04:42
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"What can be asserted without evidence can also be dismissed without evidence." -- Christopher Hitchens
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As the sinister do minister to the fearful masses all
With the bover boots of sin do they abuse them in their thrall
Through the collective of unconsciousness and the fiction of the fall
From the very first nativity to the bearers of the pall
They keep on making it worse
It’s humanity’s curse
False hope and self-delusion as the bullet finds its mark
They just keep making things worse
This man-created curse
Empty faith of sweet redemption as they whistle in the dark
They presume their moral vacuum will be smokescreen'd by the Word
Just a string of empty diphthongs, faux phonation, nouns and verbs
Aural manna to the famished ear that devours the absurd
Nowt but verbal diarrhea, by any other just a turd
They keep on making it worse
It’s humanity’s curse
False hope and self-delusion as the bullet finds its mark
They just keep making things worse
With this man-created curse
Empty faith of sweet redemption as they wrestle in the dark
The invisible and non-existent look very much alike
A mangy cur that paces in the shadows of the night
Its sinister poisoned bark no less the equal of its bite
A blindness that obliterates the sight
As they climb the ladder of their crimes, remorseless through the years
A string of skull-capped naked emperors who trade in primal fears
Malignant shepherds of their faith, their sheep to slaughter not to steer
And they leave within their wake a bloody veil of pain and pestilence and tears
And they'll keep making things worse
Empty promises of paradise as the bullets strike
As the bullets strike anew
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pVb2GDND9HI
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6. |
Ekaterina
04:50
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Katrine, I'm gobsmacked by the truth of it
Just goes to show what fools we be
Sweet thing, that's surely a prerequisite
For every stillborn love story
And worlds apart the bitter proof of it
And yet the heart will not agree
Ekaterina
I've never seen a face like yours before
'Cept in a dream where all my wishes
They come true and more
Ekaterina
You're the heart that
Mine's been searching for
Ekaterina evermore
Katrine, I'm tortured by the fact of it
These bounds of love we've overstepped
This soon extinguished tender flame we'd lit
So Romeo and Juliet
But as we play this last sad act of it
This heart still refuses to accept
Ekaterina
No-one has scorched my soul like you before
Deep in a heart that burns,
This fire never felt before
Ekaterina
Without you, my world's forever poor
Ekaterina evermore
Ekaterina
I've never felt a love so true, so pure
But in a dream where
All my hopes and wishes
They come true and more
Ekaterina
You are every moment I live for
Ekaterina evermore
Ekaterina
Ekaterina
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7. |
Holdin' on to Nothing
04:39
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Been holdin’ on to nothing
Hangin’ on a prayer
This lonely lie, it leaves these lips
No-one to hear, so it don’t get you anywhere
Just holdin’ on to nothing
They tell you to imagine
The dream you wanna be
But dreams a dime a dozen down
And a million more ain't gonna buy reality
So you'll still be left with nothing
Something's gotta give, they claim
But most things never change
And time and time you give your best
Get nothing in exchange
Cause you just get paid in pain
One minute or forever
Pretty much the same affair
When waiting’s all you wind up with
Don’t matter much if you don’t get from here to there
You'd only bring the same old nothing
Every night I hold your pillow
An exercise in vain
Both pain and pleasure palpable
A dream impossible forever to sustain
So you fall in love with nothing
Something's gotta give, they claim
But most things never change
And time again you give your best
Get fuck all in exchange
I been holding onto nothing so long
That it feels like a long-lost friend
It just occurred to me today you’ve been gone
For a year, I don’t have to pretend
Anymore that you’ll come back to me
As I smash this empty vessel
The shards that might have blessed
A failed and fake effrontery
When every action, word and deed is meaningless
And you’re finally left with nothing
Been holdin’ on to nothing
Grabbin' blindly at thin air
This lonely lie, it leaves these lips
No-one to hear, so it don’t get you anywhere
Been holdin’ on to nothing
Been holdin’ on to nothing
Been holdin’ on to nothing
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zkxOY29bk4w
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8. |
Beside Myself
04:33
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Depression is a serious issue. You are not alone.
In New Brunswick: http://www.chimohelpline.ca/
I don’t what to do
I’m frozen in this space
I’m trying to remember the last time
I saw your face
The memories come flooding in
But they don’t mean a thing
Waiting, hoping, watching, moping
To what tomorrow brings
I’m beside myself
I can’t endure not seeing you
Beside myself
Can’t cure myself from wanting you
I sleep away the day
I lie awake at night
I look into the mirror
And I recoil from the sight
My mind’s a nest of hornets
And my heart’s an open wound
Waiting, hoping, hating, doping
You’d better come back soon
Cause I’m beside myself
I ache for just the touch of you
Beside myself
Can’t break away from loving you
Seeing, touching, wanting, loving
Is all I wanna do
All of these denied me now
Since she left me blue
You can let go of the past
Well, that’s what people say
But I’ll be hurtin’, sighin’, lovin’, cryin’
Until my dying day
So I’m beside myself
I can’t endure not seeing you
Beside myself
Can’t cure myself from wanting you
Well, I’m beside myself
I ache for just the touch of you
Beside myself
Can’t break away from loving you
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QqOi9GcFO-8
Listen to the ethereal cover of 'Beside Myself' that my down under musical sister Trudy Newell arranged and recorded:
https://soundcloud.com/trudy-newell-749472833/beside-myself-draft-2
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9. |
If I Could Hold You
04:36
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The temperature is falling slow
The freezing rain gives way to snow
The unforgiving sign that we would part
Took far too long to realize
That you would open up my eyes
By letting go and closing up your heart
If I could hold you in my arms, you’d know
That I still hold you in my heart
To make you think that half a man’s
The safest choice, and better than
To spend your days just wishing you were free
That you’d cave in and pay the price
Of keeping up this sad disguise
You always were a step ahead of me
But if I could hold you in my arms again,
As I still hold you in my heart
I know the proper thing to do’s
Whatever thing's the best for you
There may be two to us, but you’re the one
When you finally learn there’s one regret
The path to love you’ve chosen to forget
Among the lies that lay in promises unmet
As those broken promises become
The bitter yield of trust undone
To diagnose the deeds I can’t undo
But if I could hold you in my arms again,
As I still hold you in my heart
The point, it isn’t to be loved
The twist is only just to love
Without demanding it returned
The echoes of a lesson learned
Puts all the focus square on me
Your hidden strength too blind to see
For the steps I haven’t taken,
Except the ones that lead you far, far from my heart
But if I could hold you in my arms once more
As forever I hold you in my heart
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10. |
A Pocketful of Stones
04:56
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For Adeline Virginia Woolf (25 January 1882 – 28 March 1941)
A country mile, abandoned smiles
The details now an abstract chill
The unfilled minutes test the limits
Half-hearted triumph of the will
The child as friend and once again
The mother to the girl inside
The unfilled minutes test the limits
Of this reluctant reborn child
The distance to the water now
Is shorter than you think it is
You hear the faintest melody
Take one more step and it carries you away
The vilest boredom of them all
Strict definition of the goal
As any seas she finds too calm
Begs outing of the reckless soul
The sweetest gift she gives herself
The pregnant tide envelops all
Surrender of the ego melts
Into the mystery of the squall
That tarnished mirror of the past
It lingers in the depths below
To satisfy its ravenous bite
Just one more step, feel its morbid power grow
This strange Valhalla of the mind
Of firm intent but strain'd of goal
The threads unravel, they unwind
The craft of losing all control
Those sequined echoes of the past
A many-framed kaleidoscope
Who tells which one be memory last?
Who under pressured microscope
Embraced the foaming waters fast
As life confirms its slippery slope
Who enter here abandon hope
From the gravity of a pocketful of stones
It's easy if you think it through
The temple of the mind bespoke
Subtract the hesitation to
Commit the final masterstroke
The stones are strewn all across
They wait in silence for their turn
The coming of the winter'd frost
The waters beckon like an urn
The demolition of the self
Thank the gravity of a pocketful of stones
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmHwh0Zvy1Q
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11. |
The Colour of Her Hair
03:47
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I remember the way she lay her clothes upon the bed
And the sweetness of what ofttimes followed there
The negligee she slipped into, a dark Carnelian red
Matched the fire of that hunger in her stare
But had I lived to be 100, only one shade in my head
In the eye of mind, the colour of her hair
I can see the bee-stung lips that took flight every time she smiled
A sweetly spreading Pink Lace butterfly
How anyone could witness that and fail to be beguiled
By the Pacific blue-green ocean of her eyes
But just one image now I see as I draw my final sigh
The colour of her hair to hypnotize
Gleaming threads of spun white gold
Fields of sunflowers bright and bold
The honey glaze on buttered toast
But none of these came even close
To the shimmering flaxen color
Colour of her hair
I remember the night she said "I'm leaving you for good"
Twinned vessels of confusion and despair
A spot of blood, Carnelian red, unnoticed where she'd stood
Has led me to this noose atop the stairs
As I feel the coarse rope tightening in the blackness of the hood
All I see is the fading flaxen colour
Of her hair
Videos here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DD5gnmbPUUA
Acoustic: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxDbK2-7nCo
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I need to write
The song that makes you love me
I want that love
To give you golden wings
I want those wings
To take you cross the ocean
To bring with you the love
That only you can bring
I want to write
The song that makes you dream
I want that dream
To shower you in light
I want that light
To guide you to my arms, dear
I want these lonesome arms around you
Hold you tight
I’ve got to write
The song that makes you love me
I want that song
To fill your soul with joy
I want that joy
To fill our hearts forever
And every day and for all time
I’ll sing this song to you
Whenever you implore
Well, I don’t care if it’s an opera
Country blues or rock and roll
I’ll throw anything together
Just to satisfy the goal
I’ll change the chords babe if I have to
Play with every single word
Until I hit that perfect note
The best damn song
You’ve ever heard
I’m going to write
The song that makes you love me
Forever sing
The song that made you mine
I’ve got to write
The song that makes you love me
One day I’ll write
That one great perfect song
The one that’s going to make you mine
I’m going to write
The song that makes you love me
Video here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGhLOVS5G48
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13. |
I Could Tell You Stories
03:53
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In memory of my brother from a different mother. You gave me this song as your parting gift. I wish it hadn't cost you so dearly.
Miss you always, mate.
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Dear Jamie to his family
To friends just Jim or Hutch
A rose by any other name
It doesn’t matter much
Today my heart is empty
But my mem’ries overflow
A 40-year alliance
He chose on me to bestow
Yeah, I could tell you stories
A hale and hearty lad he was
A ladies’ man to boot
But such a perfect gentleman
He’d think before he’d shoot
With such an air of graciousness
She’d think him undisguised
But when she chose to open him
A scamp inside the prize
There’s just so many stories
Yes, I will tell his story now
To anyone who asks
Fling open all the windows
On my fallen brother’s past
I’ll challenge his humility
Now he’s beneath the grass
A million stories lurked behind
That sly and throaty laugh
I gotta tell ya, bud
He was a joker by a half
But that cavalier exterior
Hid such a gentle soul
A lamb in lion’s clothing
Once you got past the show
But I could tell you stories
Yeah, I could tell you stories
I’m sitting at the bedside now,
His nurse has left the room
He looks so frail and breakable
The darkness falling soon
A hale and hearty lad he was
By anyone’s account
And now with every memory
The tears begin to mount
And fall upon these stories
If I could bring back yesterday
I’d drag it right along
I’d stay in it forever
It’s the place my heart belongs
I might have raised a glass tonight;
Instead I wrote this song
To tell a few old stories
He left so many stories
Friend, I could tell you stories...
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Tez Howes Moncton, New Brunswick
I'm just an old Canadian fart writing & recording tunes, trying to capture the vibe of pre-millennial popular musics, rock,
blues, jazz, funk, country, pop, etc. Lumiere and Knowhere are primarily indie pop, and The New Codiac Blues is a collection of blues-based tunes.
They're dotted with selected collabs with uber-talented friends in the UK, USA, Australia and Bulgaria of a variety of sounds.
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