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Come Here and Get Me
03:27
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i got a floodlight burning inside of my head
i’ll take a candle inside of my hands instead
i want soul leaking out between my teeth
want my feet on the ground and clouds beneath
you said come, i said yes
everything since is just one big mess
i’d sell off diamonds for sand if you let me
so please i’m asking just come here and get me
i’m always out looking for something new
looking past the world’s most beautiful you
now dreams and angels sound good in a song
i want them in our life, back where they belong
why should i ride this flat lifeline
as it rises ten feet a mile
you wouldn’t waste a life like mine
i know it’s not your style
it was easier to give you my soul
than one short day i want to control
i think that’s all i’ve got left to say
wanna get on the road while it’s called today
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2. |
Rock Paper Scissors
03:55
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well i walk a road of rough stone and foolish pride
on my back my failed glory
i know i have a second chance, but i want a first one
i just want another way to tell our story
thank God life’s not lived by playground rules
and we could will ourselves to love some more
i threw it all away and you came back like a boomerang
you said baby what else are promises for
rock burns a hole through paper dulls the blade of scissors cut the rock in two
everywhere i turn i see a new horizon
and i always think i’m gonna pass the test
cause you’re the only place the sun will rise in
and it always seems like i wake up facing west
so i’m still walking with my foolish pride
it’s still too big to carry alone
if i ever thought i could deserve you
i could not love this rough stone
you put your hand in mine, i reached out for another
and all i touched was you
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3. |
Second Skin
05:04
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ten pm, 60 degrees and a 20 knot wind
whitecaps all go quietly in the moonlight
two kids choose between cigarettes and baby food
tonight they get it right
come back let me in
be my second skin
by tonight the tourists are all gone
every time they leave it brings you down
every year you change your prayer a little
make it so you’ll grow to love this town
out on the pier tonight there’s christmas lights
and they sprayed all the bars with snow
you had a chill all day but out in the bay
there on the water something glows
out the door by the dance hall floor and you’re running
just then the band counts out sweet jane
your heart opens like a parachute and you’re turning
we just need a tiny word to love again
is it the holiday
that makes us this way
just how lost we are but there’s something
farther inside us to say
it’s a perfect world we’re in
you’re my second skin
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4. |
White on White on White
04:17
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when i fell asleep the neighborhood dogs were barking
they’d picked up the trail of the hope that came here to die
and the airplanes circled like fireflies in the twilight sky
now it’s long after midnight and i can’t go near the bedroom
i’ve broken the deal with myself that i would not cry
but just like every night, tonight the flag will fly
and i can’t leave things behind me like you do
so i only have two options left tonight
and i choose pity and surrender over voodoo
and pledge allegiance to my flag of white on white on white
i know what i said about the highest mountain
i know i said i’d swim the deepest sea
thought I’d rescue my coins from the fountain and wish for free
but you always put those poetry promises behind us
you only wanted the person that i could be
you only wanted a glimmer of kindness
and that was too much for me
i have a plan to get you back for sure
stick a needle in my heart and hope it’s breaking yours
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5. |
Gas and Silver
02:40
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(for daguerre)
an image inside a box
everything a blur
time erases anything that walks
anything but her
experiments in the night
a fading face
summoned by candlelight
he brings to the bedside a black case
“mama i cannot expect that you will understand
that this is not a miracle but a mystery of science
just a little gas and silver, no sleight of hand”
then he stands and throws apart the curtains wide
everyone’s gone home
the ticking clocks
father and son
he pulls an image from a box
“papa i know how cruel it was to lose her by degrees
but it gave me time to find a way to keep her here beside us
it’s only gas and silver and our memories”
and he presses down the truth into an open hand
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6. |
Grace Bomb
03:26
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you knew mom when she was still a girl
a grain of sand waiting patiently inside a pearl
mercury to my moon, shining bright
every day it’s kisses, tears and dynamite
you’re the gut punch, pop gun, upper case e
you’re the window back into the good me
you’ve got angels baby singing harmony
little grace bomb aimed at me
mirrors only hang on the wall and show your skin
but you follow me everywhere and show me all the way in
some days i’m a hero, burning red
some days i’m the monster underneath the bed
whatever time in this life we’re apart
you have to know you always had my heart
no doubt you’ll break it time and time again
i’d rather tell you now than tell you then
one snowy night we’ll take a walk downtown
see that baby in a manger with a tiny crown
look into his eyes, does he look like you
he should, he loves you more than we do
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all she can hear is voices in the house
and her mother welcoming a guest
ceiling fan spins, cicadas sing
and two hearts beat inside her chest
all she can see is a graduation gown
and a tiny pink line that left her no doubt
high stakes, long odds
and a very short list of ways out
just a boy and a girl, and a good enough chance
when the music stops, somebody still stands
someone’s always standing
the minister’s wife knocks on her door
she has a famous nose for the scent of sin
a couple of words and an elegant smile
closes the door and comes in
there in her room and face to face
she’s ready to hear about heaven & hell
the minister’s wife can read her mind
she says i have another story to tell
the minister’s wife reaches into the past
and pulls out her secret little A
same sounds, same list
in a bedroom forty years away
all she can see is the snow on the sill
doctors and nurses and the minister’s wife
all she can hear is the machines going still
and the perfect sound of another life
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8. |
Five Lines
03:50
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five lines i would not cross
five vows i’d stand behind
in the morning there’s a breath where the day’s not lost
and then i’m looking back at my five lines
i would never take your name in vain
never make her sleep alone again
never spend a whole day wrapped in fear
never follow a thought so far i can’t come back again
and you’d never take your hand away from here
i’m gonna love comfort less than the truth
remember what the truth is anyhow
and always cherish honor love protect and obey
half as proud and twice as brave
and you’ll see me like i really was that way
now lines and vows don’t come at any cost
quick to draw, cheap to make, and easy to leap across
two hands folded above two knees
you’d think i could do it with ease
i know it’s been a long time since i prayed
i can only keep the promises you made
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9. |
Safe Boys
03:57
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will gets up the nerve and blows the candle on his wishes
all he knows about her is the rumors and her honeymoon skin
but two a.m. tears, four p.m. lunch and desperate midnight kisses
and the get out of life free card wears thin
safe boys and dangerous girls always seems so right at the time
but you’ll never be the one to change her
no matter where you sit down and look into those troubled eyes
you know you’re looking back at a stranger
he decides to put the dangerous girl in its place
and the safe one inside lily is the one for him
he can see it there like a jewel in a bulletproof case
but every time he touches it, the guards close in
till one long night it all comes down, predictable surprise
jet fuel running in his veins and roadmaps in his eyes
talking all about a wall, he never could break through it
she stopped hearing miles back and says
“i never ever dreamed that you would do it”
will and lily haven’t seen each other for awhile
he rolls down the window with a trembling hand, do you need a ride
she watches the need in his penitent eyes and she smiles
says “trouble is, sweet william, too much dangerous boy inside”
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i know you don’t expect this letter
just say you’ll read it to the end
i cannot explain my leaving, this silent year
it took the time and space to make it clear
life with you is true and this is lies
all the girls in london have sad eyes
how does it feel around our house
now that the place has one less fool
i stopped in the street to hear a busker play
i saw it in her face when she played “yesterday”
i crossed at the waterloo, the wind blew off the thames
st. martin’s sighing in the night with the sound of hymns
i looked around the side of the dream there in my mind
only a hotel room and two lives left behind
don’t tell mom what’s in this letter
want her to hear it all from me
there’s no more denial in me, no more disguise
not even the way i like to keep things a surprise
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11. |
That Kind of Goodbye
08:16
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you’ve been pointing your heart away from me
telling me what i wanted to hear
now i know what you’re going to say to me
let me find another way out of here
i’ve felt the chill in a judas kiss
planted a dream and watched it die
please don’t leave me alone like this
i’m not ready for that kind of goodbye
i can’t catch the rain in your promises
if you won’t look me in the eye
i can’t rest my head on your memory
if you go with that kind of goodbye
i didn’t want to follow you everywhere
you didn’t want to clip my wings
nothing has ever been said before
now it all comes down to one of two things
i’ve been left standing in the falling light
seen the river of love run dry
please don’t leave me alone tonight
i’m not ready for that kind of goodbye
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