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Descendants (album)

Release Date: August 13, 2014
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Descendants from the influence of those that came before, simultaneously covering familiar ground while morphing into a mutated blues, roughly hewn and without pretense.

Mastered by Atomic Mastering

Also available to stream at Apple Music and Spotify.

Available Lyrics

No More Tears to Fall

You don’t know me
But pretend to hold me
I tried to show you
But then you sold me

I want to cry but there’s
No more tears to fall

When we left home
And were on our own
I tried to warn you
But then you scorned me

I want to cry but there’s
No more tears to fall

The day is not done
And we’re left here as one
I tried to love you
But no one’s above you

I want to cry but there’s
No more tears to fall

The Day the Game Died

The ambassador is absent
They’re talking parole

The charges won’t stick
But he can’t be bothered

I’ll take two to go
And three more for the road
Time to change is coming
One of these days
And it won’t be long

Slow train bound
The day the game died

Why are we fighting
The day the game died

It’s not about luck
The day the game died

You know the score
The day the game died

They’re trading the future
In someone’s back room

Don’t question the voice
Question the money

I’ll take two to go
And three more for the road
Time to change is coming
One of these days
And it won’t be long

Slow train bound
The day the game died

Why are we fighting
The day the game died

It’s not about luck
The day the game died

You know the score
The day the game died

The world is taking notes
Can’t stop the age from turning

Maybe we’ll learn something
Maybe we’ll sell the tapes

I’ll take two to go
And three more for the road
Time to change is coming
One of these days
And it won’t be long

Slow train bound
The day the game died

Why are we fighting
The day the game died

It’s not about luck
The day the game died

You know the score
The day the game died

Listen to Your Sometime

I guess lonely lies
Will have to do

Come morning time
We’ll be ourselves

I ain’t going home
In a straight line

This world is too small
This ain’t about being right or wrong

She’s got great big eyes, the better to look down on you with
Because, she said, I’m a vulture of time
Visiting there, is getting a glimpse
Leaving there, is knowing I’m not ready to go just yet
Don’t listen to the highway

I need more love
A lethal dose

The kind that delivers
Without reward

There is nothing
To leave behind

The past can cripple a mind
This ain’t about being right or wrong

I can’t remember when I was last there
A place for the lonely and cheated
A porcelain smile worth stealing
She scattered her thoughts, in my direction
I’ll soon forget

Mud and Gold

We were all careless once
On dareless fronts
In our days of perception

When you turned on me
You turned me on
I wanted to dance, but I used all my steps

This lonely heart has swallowed me
and this borderline is getting heavy
Every time you get free
You gotta choose your truth and steady on lover

The promise of routine
Is a broken word
A waste of time to repair

All that’s still of use
Is picked up by another
Another time will rank its ruin

This lonely heart has swallowed me
and this borderline is getting heavy
Sometimes you’ve got to bleed
And wouldn’t you know it’s serenity’s charm

Meet me above the ground where we once tread
Rusted barbed wire
Around your head

Here I am with blood on my hands
Pleading my guilt
Working as a broken man

This lonely heart has swallowed me
and this borderline is getting heavy
I’m an orphan in my own home
I beg you to treat me well

No badge is big enough to hide behind
Shed no tears over truth
It won’t let you down

Soon as I learn from my mistakes
I forget
Not much separates us from mud and gold

No Home or Country

Don’t let the blue skies fool you
I’ve had a falling out with reason

It’s the free world, police state of mind
Wearin’ their colors ‘cause that’s all they sell

A place where you can make up anything
Then boast a cold, and stubborn pride

Because no one’s going to find out
Not your loved ones or even yourself

I can’t see it yet, but here it comes
Rolling down the same ol’ highway
Someone’s got to do it, I’m glad it’s not me
Where there’s no home or country

Less friendlier than I thought
Even though this is what I bought

Sun bleached skulls line the highway
An easy choice, they scour the young

Does forty white lies make a word true
The smell of it all is taking me back

An impossible fault line to walk
Of what divides freedom from talk

I can see it now, and here it comes
Rolling down the same ol’ highway
Someone’s got to do it, I’m glad it’s not me
Where there’s no home or country

This Lonely West

Yesterday caught up with me
As foul as tepid blues

It’s destiny that called on me
And calamity that came

There is no front or back
Or an in, or an out

Nobody rolls me like my baby
Deep in this heart of the lonely west
Nobody’s gonna fool my baby

You say you know lonesome
I say you don’t

No one else would have to know
Least of all yourself

You gotta move ‘cause standing still
Won’t bring about a change

Nobody rolls me like my baby
Deep in this heart of the lonely west
Nobody’s gonna fool my baby

Spending a fortune on time
That’s everything I’ve got

With your hand on the shifter
And eyes straight ahead

Now that we have arrived
Now it’s time to go

Nobody rolls me like my baby
Deep in this heart of the lonely west
Nobody’s gonna fool my baby
I only loved her with my best

She'll Return

She’s coming home
Walking across the tops of the sugar pines
Beside the weeping oaks
Near the lily covered pond
It’s in her fingers
There she rekindles her name

She’ll return in all her glory
Like a resounding parade
Echoing through an empty street town

The song of the cicadas
Fill her ears
The air is thick
With the sweet magnolias
A tireless freight train
Fills an empty track

She’ll return in all her glory
Like a resounding parade
Echoing through an empty street town

She’ll return with the water
Streaming over the red, red earth
She’ll return with the water
Streaming over the red, red earth

The screen door swings
From the top of the porch
Her lover waits by
The garden gate
And the return of the
Gentle touch of fate

She’ll return in all her glory
Like a resounding parade
Echoing through an empty street town
She’ll return in all her glory
Like a resounding parade
Echoing through an empty street town

What I Know

You brought me near
From afar
And welcomed me
Into your arms

It may be a broken dream
But I’ll hold on with what I know
But I know no other friend
And flowing blood worth fighting for

A heart on fire
To call my own
Will trump a liar
Outside the door

It may be a broken dream
But I’ll hold on with what I know
But I know no other friend
And flowing blood worth fighting for

I have no say
To what gets tossed into the sway
When it all comes round
To what’s been lost and been found

It may be a broken dream
But I’ll hold on with what I know
But I know no other friend
And flowing blood worth fighting for

Before time
Gives up its reins
We just may know
If our love remains

It may be a broken dream
But I’ll hold on with what I know
But I know no other friend
And flowing blood worth fighting for