1. |
Missouri Waltz
01:06
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2. |
What A Life
05:42
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Spiders weaving webs
All across the yard
I can see them glisten
While the sun retreats
Over the hill
Cars full of people
With holes to fill
Make their way
To the same old ending Of a different day
And I wonder if they wonder
About going on this way
What a life what a life they say
Counting all the train cars
Just to make a game
Can there really be
That many Hours in a day
To waste away
Recalling baseball stats
From when I was a kid
As if studying averages
Was the only thing I did
I wonder if I'll ever need Those numbers again
What a life what a life they say
If we only measure goodness
Up to the goodness that we see
Who's gonna kick it off
Could it possibly be me
That possibility has got me
Climbing up a tree
Maybe all this Aint Such a waste of time
Counting cars and spider webs
And drinking all this wine
I wonder if my wondering
Gets me anywhere tonight
What a life what a life they say
Night finally comes
And the shadows on the lawn
Take the shape of giants
Fighting just for fun
And the rain begins to fall
I can taste the earth
Hovering in the air
For a moment I'm a child
Outside the house where I grew up
And I wonder the number Of times
that taste has crossed my tongue
What a life what a life they say
Now I can hear an ambulance
Screaming down the highway
I hope that someone
Still has a life then I
Go on living mine
but for a moment
i can feel the pain
Of somebody getting a phone call
"sir she skid out in the rain"
And I wonder how somebody
Goes on living that way
What a life what a life they say
Surprises don't come easy
And other times they do
Routine can mean stability
Or it can be the death of you
It's midnight now
There aint nothing else to do
but to hope that all this
wasn't such a waste of time
Counting cars and spider webs
And drinking all this wine
And I wonder if my wondering
Got me anywhere tonight
What a life what a life they say
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3. |
Emenince
03:56
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We lit fires off the back of a school bus
Throwing matches out the window
watching leaves go up
We'd get off at the next stop knock on the door
We'd get paid for putting 'em out
A few dollars a piece lungs full of smoke
Only after a rain only when we were broke
It never got outta hand we stuck to the plan
Till somebody figured us out
It wasn't honest work
I know that now
But sometimes it was all you could do in that town
To get a hold of a bottle And pass it around
on the weekend with your friends by the river
Weaving home on our bikes
Past that old Sunday crowd
the eyes of someone else's god starring us down
It was hard to escape All the guilt we had found
but it faded the farther we'd ride
We were working on finding our place in this town
When we didn't fit in we found our own way around
And the whole time we wondered what was going down
Out there on the other side
It wasn't honest work
we knew that then
But sometimesall you can do is pretend
That you are needed for something and we needed a win
On the weekend with our friends by the river
When there's nothing to do
to make your dreams come true
You find a way to deliver
When there's nothing to say and it's hell anyway
You go lookin' For your own pot of silver
At the of the day When you cant stand to stay
You can light a fire and meet your friends by the river
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4. |
Buzzards On A Powerline
04:42
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I grew up in a small town
Got in trouble with amphetamines
They said I turned my back on Jesus
They went and turned their back on me
Then I blinked and I was 29
I knew i had to sober up
When i kicked it for the first time
That's when I could clearly see
They're like buzzards on a power line
Waitin' patiently to take their turn
And pick apart what' left behind
When I ain't dead yet
I moved away and I got a job
Took some college courses
Learned to curb the cravings
One day at a time
When im back for holidays
It's like they all line up to see me
To remind me of the way I was
They can't believe I'm doin' fine
Cus They're like buzzards on a power line
Waitin' patiently to take their turn
And Pick apart what' left behind
When I ain't dead yet
Yeah, they hold themselves so high above me
I can hear 'em talkin' quietly
When i needed someone there to love me
They were to hungry to see
To them, I'm just another failure
to look down on
Well I wish they'd leave me be
Cuz i ain't dead yet
I don't find myself at home anymore
I relapsed after mom died
At the funeral i was a mess
Like they expected me to be
I just can't stand to have 'em see me now
All grown up and livin' clean
I can't imagine they'd have much to say
That wasn't based on some worn out memory
Cus They're like buzzards on a power line
Waitin' patiently to take their turn
And Pick apart what' left behind
When I ain't dead yet
Yeah they hold themselves so high above me
I can hear 'em talkin' quietly
When i needed someone there to love me
They were to hungry to see
To them, I'm just another failure
to look down on
I wish they'd leave me be
Cuz i ain't dead yet
I'm growin' stronger every day
Sometimes I wonder if they'll ever see
The kinda person I've become
Instead of who i used to be
I try and think about it less and less anymore
Focused on lettin' go and being free
Cuz I i ain't dead yet
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A wire spool
From a construction site
In the middle of the living room
A tree fell on some girl somewhere
I saw It on the news
Linoleum floors and a jump rope
A little trailer on a little hill
He rolled the van once with both of us
Man, he sure was hard to kill
What I know and what I've heard
Are different things Im sure
But the differences all blur
Cuz time's a warping glass
When you're Lookin' at the past
They say good things never last
But never talk about how
busted pieces find you fast
And take you out without a single warning
They leave you cursing at the night
And at the morning
I wish he wasn't a fool
I wish he was right
Instead he's got white power tattoos
Across both of his knuckles bare
He used to like to feed us booze
My sister's a little older I hope
Someday she finds her will
He gave his eyes to one of us
I wish they didn't haunt me still
What I know and what I've heard
Are different things Im sure
But the differences all blur
Cuz time's a warping glass
When you're Lookin' at the past
They say good things never last
But never talk about how
busted pieces find you fast
And take you out without a single warning
They leave you cursing at the night
And at the morning
They leave you cursing at the night
Cursing at the night
They leave you cursing at the night
And at the morning
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6. |
Maybe It's Love
03:03
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Jimmy's tending bar
Joey's drinking gin
They both wanna go home
And they're in it till the end
It's 2 o'clock
Things are closing down
They're making conversation
While the lights go out
They go home together
Maybe it's love that they found
Who know if it's love that they found
Amy's on the road
Singing songs for tips
Brendon's catchin every word
that's leaving her lips
They joke about the difference
Between Missouri and where she's from
They share a pack of cigarettes
And laugh until the early morning comes
Back at her hotel room
Maybe it's love that they found
Who knows if it's love that they found
something to hold onto
someone who understands
You won't know what love is until you found it
It's a never ending mystery
No matter what you plan
You wont know it's there til you're surrounded
Gina studies hard
And wakes up with the sun
Leroy's smile is big and wide
and he was built for having fun
They grew up on the same street
A couple blocks away
The thought of love had never crossed their minds until today
They lock eyes at the company happy hour
Maybe it's love that they found
Who know if it's love that they found
Maybe it's love that they found
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7. |
The Dog & The Bone
03:22
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I've known hard luck
I've chased fools gold
I've been caught up
And I've been let go
I saw heaven once
And i let her know
She's everything i wAnt
like A fire in the cold
I've spent the night out
On the front yard
Tears falling down
Eyes full of stars
Full of heartache and joy
Surrounded alone
Everything all at once
Like i was the dog and the bone
I can feel homesick
When im sitting at home
Must be another demention
Iwhere I sometimes go
It's a strange affliction
Feelin empty and whole
Everything all at once
The dog and the bone
It's an awful confusing
Bit of clarity
Like something amusing
Bear hugging sincerety
But I know one thing for sure
I can feel it in my bones
She's the center of gravity
In whichever world I roam
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8. |
Driving Home To You
03:28
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We were in missouri
When the call came on
They were shippin you off
To vietnam
To kill them people in the vietcong
You were there and then were gone
I remember you bein torn about it
You never said much
But your eyes did scream
You said you had to go
So you went and i cried
For 13 months
Till they told me you died
Maybe That was the last time
I ever felt like a kid
I catch a glimpse of that feeling
Every now and then
When I catch em broadcast the cardinals
On the radio
Visiting mama in the fall at her nursing home
When they call a home run
I think of you
how youd be Comin undone
How you'd be coming unglued
You always loved the game
I've always tried to do the same
And some days the pain is too much
I can hardly make it through
But when I'm driving in Missouri in the fall
With the windows down and baseball
I can't help but think it's true
That I'm driving home to you
The day we buried you up on the hill
We were left alone with a hole to fill
I was numb to the pain
Mama just sat still
With a blank stare and a broken smile
I tried to stick around but it was hard to do
With a futures' unfolding and the past is glue
I said I gotta go so I went and we cried
Had to grow up again in the blink of an eye
maybe That was the last time
I ever felt like a kid
I catch a glimpse of that feeling
Every now and then
When I catch em broadcast the cardinals
On the radio
Visiting mama in the fall at her nursing home
When they call a home run
I think of you
how youd be Comin undone
How you'd be coming unglued
You always loved the game
I've always tried to do the same
And some days the pain is too much
I can hardly make it through
But when I'm driving in Missouri in the fall
With the windows down and baseball
I can't help but think it's true
That I'm driving home to you
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9. |
Message On The Radio
05:00
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Trains moving slow
I can read the old graffiti
Messages of love and beauty
Hate and divide
She's pulling slack it sounds likes domino's
Falling back on one another
The sound will make you run for cover
Find a place to hide
Message on the radio
Deejay sound lonely in the station
She's wishing she was in vacation
And so am I
Days are longer
This pot's much stronger than I'm used to
Can't lift a finger
Hope im not in danger
let a few more hours go by
And forget why the hell I got so high
Storms rolling in
Lightning's busting up the night sky
I get confused and I don't why
Is it the fourth of July ?
Rains blowin sideways now
I'm getting wet but I don't mind
I'm higher than the color of a neon sign
Finally feeling alright
Message on the radio
Seek shelter the bottom's Falling out
But My basement scares me and I'm alone now
Think I'll stay outside
Days are longer
This pot's much stronger than I'm used to
Can't lift a finger
Hope im not in danger
This storm will pass
And I might go with it
Looks like I made it through
Trees are down but I'm still so far up
I was breathing hard and I was pushing luck
Feeling alive
Message on the radio
Sounds like the deejay made it too
She said "A thrill like that can make you feel brand new"
Then I hear her sigh
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10. |
Sleepin' Off The Blues
04:33
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Drifting off to sleep
another day wasted
nothing here to keep
Nothing new I've tasted
suddenly I'm up
full of dread and sorrow
do I do enough ?
how much debt do I owe
What in the world's a man supposed to do
when he wants to feel brand new
maybe I'll hop a train
and find some lover in Kentucky,
hell I'm not that lucky
so I'll stay here in Missouri
and sleep off the blues again
Heading off to work
another year older
boss is a jerk wrestling to stay sober
suddenly I'm awake
to this great big world around me
I'm just dying while I wait
for someone to say they found me
so what in the world's a man supposed to do
when he wants to feel brand new
maybe I'll drive to Maine
and find something there to gain
but I'm not insane
so I'll stay here in Missouri
and sleep off the blues again
I've only seen enough to know
what I can reach out and touch
from where I'm standing it ain't much
I've never wanted more
but I'm starting to adjust
dreaming for the first time
what a rush
Oh what a rush
Drifting off to sleep
with a brand new thought in my mind
There might be nothing here keep
but if I go out lookin I might find
What in the world a man's supposed to do
when he wants to feel brand new
maybe I'll take a plane all the way to Spain
maybe some day but until then
I'll stay here in Missouri
and sleep off the blues again
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11. |
Albuquerque
03:52
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She was Pregnant in prison
When Christmas rolled around
And wondering If she'd ever feel relief
From the pain of existence
Or the heartache she'd found
Or from the numbness the needle brings
Now She's fighting to be
Somebody worthy
Strung out In a prison
In Albuquerque
She's a long way from home
in southern Missouri
Pregnant in prison in Albuquerque
Desperation comes easy
For A junkie on the run
Stealing parked cars to get right again
10 years of using had landed her here
But this time she ain't going back where she'd been
Now she's fightin to be
Somebody worthy
Pregnant in a prison
In Albuquerque
She's a long way from home
In Southern Missouri
Locked up and determined
in Albuquerque
She found a rehab for women
In her position
Life saving treatment
for an age old condition
Her mamma was to sick
to come hold her hand
While she pushed for a new life
In A far away land
Now she's come to believe
She's somebody worthy
a mother of two kids in southern Missouri
A long way from the bottom in Albuquerque
She just finished college in southern Missouri
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12. |
Gina & Leroy
04:32
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Gina and leroy
Are struggling to make ends meet
Leroy was laid off
Gina's picking up shifts
Trying to stay up on both feet
The rent's late, the bill's are too
Neither one knows what they're gonna do
Its gettin dark and i dont mean
the sun's going down
There's just nothing to do
in this nothing town
Remember when we used to dance?
When there was hope in the heart of this city
Now desolation's choking every chance
But baby you look so pretty
Let me spin you round one last time
Lets keep that dream alive for one more night
Gina and leroy
both grew up a couple blocks away
Leroy dropped out gina made it through
They both got hired and decided to stay
The Made a living, they made a home
Now those jobs are gone
and the leads are cold
Its gettin dark
they had to sell everything they own
Nothin but flooding & rust its all overgrown
Do you remember when we used to sing
When there was hope in the heart of this city
Now after losing almost everything
Baby you look so pretty
Let me swing you round one last time
Let's Keep that dream alive for one more night
Bridge
I hear there's work out in Sacramento
Two thousand miles from our back door
Box up the memories and pack up the car
Lets hope we find what were looking for
Gina and Leroy
Set to leave the only home they've known
Cairo gave and took everything it could
Good or bad it's just the way it goes
Their Paradise crumbled
All around em
If there were some secret to keep it
They never found em
It's getting dark
pretty soon it'll be good and gone
They roll the windows down
and turn the radio on
"Can I ask you one more time to dance
Lets bring some hope to the heart of this city
I know desolations choked out evry chance
But baby you look so pretty
Let me spin you round one last time
Lets keep the dream alive for one more night
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13. |
Chasing Tomorrow
03:17
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I'm seeing double
Outside of Nashville
Looking for trouble
It ain't hard to find
Tracing the outline
Of my father before me
The picture ain't much different
But the colors all mine
see All he did was draw was madness
In cold black and white
Well im drawing madness
In color tonight
He never did travel
To far from his home
He Gets drunk In the same house
He grew up in
But me I'm a taken this show
On the road
Dragging my sorrows
Wherever I go
I never knew him
But I wonder if he
Sways when he's anxious
The same as me
I guess I could find out for myself
How he lives
But if courage is passed down
I'm as yellow as him
Yeah if courage is passed down I'm as yellow as him
He's probably running from somethimg
in his own kinda way
Different from his father's way
of running I'd say
So While I'm seeing double
Outside of Nashville
He's probably faded and passed out
On the same old ground
While he sits in his sorrow
Tries to drink em all down
I'll be chasing tomorrow in some other town
I'll be chasing tomorrow in some other town
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14. |
Vanishing Vapors
04:05
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We used to smoke pot
In the grocery store parking lot
After working,nearly for nothing
Felt like the least we could do
The humidity hung in the air
Like a dahli clock
Little clouds catching light
As they grew and they grew
They grew till there wasn't
Enough there to keep em together
Vanishing vapors no trace of existence at all
Except for the laughter you share with another
Somebody who's a little bit like you
Working nearly for nothing
Just trying feel something
In town where there Aint nothing to do
Hunting ghosts on the weekends
Trying to hitch ourselves up to some history
Haunted is better
Than feeling nothing at all
Getting fucked up so often
& Betting our lives on Some hilltop rush
The feeling Is there then it's gone
But it cOULD get you through
You might start to wonder is there enough here
To keep us together
Or are we vanishing vapors
no trace of existence at all?
You can't shake the look you share with another
Somebody desperate like you
Looking hard for the line
That's running through time
Tryin to find out what's honest & true
I Aint been back in ages
Lost most of my reasons to be there
Its hard not to look back and wonder
Was That really me
We All made it out one way or another
Left haunted and holding our memories
You don't get nothing for free
We're all left haunted and holding our memories
There ain't nothing for free
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My Politic Nashville, Tennessee
Lyrically driven Folk & Americana. Based in Nashville TN. Kaston & Nick have been playing and singing together for 14+ years. They grew up together in Missouri and have settled down in Nashville TN to write songs and make records.
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