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When the folds in your knuckles are stained with the dust of the earth,
When the world crashes down on you, making you question your worth,
When friends disappear on you, without so much as a word,
When you're screaming your lungs out but no one around you has heard,
When the tears that you're crying are staining and stinging your face,
When the darkness takes hold and the light disappears from your space,
When tomorrow refuses to lift itself over today,
When the voices trip over each other,
And you can't hear what they have to say;
Whenever you're starin' down hell's ugly hounds,
They tear off your wings, pin you down to the ground
Steal your glory, your sanity,
Just know you'll always be an angel to me;
When the clothes on your back are more weight than your body can bear,
When your eyes are glassed over, unfocused in a half-empty stare,
When winter winds come howlin', cuttin' right through to the bone,
When the sins of your past come back demanding that you atone;
When the songs of the saints ring hollow and empty to your ears,
When the beauty of youth slides away from the truth of the years,
When regret grabs a hold of you, tearing you down from your dream,
When the tables are turned, the lines blurred,
And no one is quite who they seem;
Whenever you're starin' down hell's ugly hounds,
They tear off your wings, pin you down to the ground,
Steal your glory, your sanity,
Just know you're always an angel to me;
Soaring high,
Inspiring me
And surprising,
Those who don't believe
All that you are, all you can be, the sum of the whole, the wisdom to see
So when in doubt about what you can be,
Just know you'll always be an angel to me;
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Maybe
04:05
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Well maybe, I laugh a little too much
And maybe, I sing a little too loud
And maybe, I spend far too many nights
Drunked up to my bones,
Starin' up with the lights,
And maybe, I'm more than a little too proud
And maybe, we should buy another round
Ryan's wife is naggin' that his money's always spent
Quit your cryin', he'll be fine, he's got you to pay the rent
And Burtchy's always bitchin' that she feels old as balls
But here she is again, drinkin' up until last call
If Sam weren't out in God knows where you know that he'd be here
Shootin' Pool with Tommy, loser buys the beer,
Lori is a good girl, feet never leave the floor,
Least that's what were tellin' Rob when he walks in the door
And maybe, I laugh a little too much
And maybe, I sing a little too loud
And maybe, I spend far too many nights
Drinkin' 'em with Haglund,
Takin' in the "Sights",
And maybe, I'm more than a little too proud
And maybe, we should buy just one more round
Charlie's out the kitchen with a Guiness in his hand
Joe's passed out in a snowbank - far to drunk to stand
Tyler gone and married, and married he did well,
When there's time he better sing with us and raise some hell
Nikki and Amanda look at me like something's wrong
Pro'bly won'drin why their names aren't mentioned in this song
Well ladies quit your wonderin', your time has come to pass
I maybe drunk but still I know to save the best for last
And maybe, I laugh a little too much
And maybe, I sing a little too loud
And maybe, I don't spend near enough nights,
At 6-1-3,
Until the mornin' light,
And maybe, I'm more than a little too proud
And maybe, we're all just a little bit plowed
And maybe, I laugh a little too much
And maybe, I sing a little too loud
And maybe, if you're lucky tonight
You'll be comin' home with me when they turn off the lights,
And maybe, you're gonna learn why I'm so proud,
Or maybe, I should sit this last round out
(Yeah right)
This body, she's a temple, to the seven deadly sins,
With gluttony a favorite, since drinkin' isn't in,
The say the Lord's a bleeding heart, I hope to God it's true,
If not I know I'm burning, with all the likes of you.
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Big Don
03:39
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Will the Trumpets Sound?
03:19
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When the fat cat says get the tax man off my back,
When the poor and the middle pay more to pick up the slack,
When we're left in an ocean of debt until we're drowned,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
When ignorance is seen as a virtue, not a fault,
When "Opinions are equal to facts" is the new default,
When the truth lies dead and gone in a burial mound,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
When peace is cast aside for division and hate,
When some think "White" is what made our country great,
When the Nazi flag is being paraded around,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
When folks lament that it ain't like it used to be,
When they trade their freedom for some false "Security,"
When they let their fears trample reason into the ground,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
When a man takes aim at a concert, church, or mall,
When the only answer given is to "Get small,"
When the bodies pile higher all around,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
When a man is killed 'cause his God has a different name,
When the people like "Them" are the only ones we blame,
When the Government man says it's time to loose the hound,
Will the Trumpets sound? Will the Trumpets sound?
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Kid
02:33
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Empty pools of hue reflect an image of you
But it's pale an devoid of light
Lay me down to sleep, to drift into the deep,
Because then it's almost alright
I know I should be strong, carry on, move along,
But I wish I knew what the hell for
Your image fades to grey, with the memories that stay,
I don't think I can take this anymore
Forever, is forever
I rail against the dark, looking for a spark,
But the air's too stale to light,
I sit down on the floor, not fighting anymore,
And finally surrender to the night,
What we used to be remains a bitter memory,
Still I try to swallow it down,
I should've realized, while choking on your lies,
You don't need a river to drown,
Forever is forever, it has no end;
But your love for me did;
So your love wasn't forever, it probably wasn't ever,
But I was just a dumb lonely kid,
I was just a dumb lonely kid,
I'm still just that dumb lonely kid.
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Yesterday's Glories
02:44
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You were the wind at my back, the sun on my shoulder
The rock I could lean upon when I did tire
Now the going is rougher, weather is colder
With no one to turn to when I walk the wire
As memories go you've been quite the blessing
With hundreds of smiles now for each bitter tear
So even though we've gone diff'rent directions
I think of you fondly through all of my years
I sit and tell stories of yesterday's glories
Raise up my glass to those left behind me
My heart beat like thunder when I
Thought of the wonder of tomorrow
But look where tomorrow has found me
There has been darkness on this road I'm travelling down
Whiskey stained tear drops from sorrows I failed to drown
But no matter how dark the hour,
No matter how far away,
Your memories flood, quicken my blood,
And bring on the light of the day
So when I bow my head, in deep genuflection,
It's not to the saints or to God up above,
My heart fills instead with sweet recollection
Of those who filled my life with laughter and love
I sit and tell stories of yesterday's glories
Raise up my glass to those left behind me
My heart beat like thunder as I
Think of the wonder of tommorrow, sweet tomorrow;
We'll sit and tell stories of yesterday's glories,
Raise up our glasses to good friends around us,
With laughter like thunder we'll
Drink to the wonder of tommorrow,
'Cause who knows where tommorrow will find us
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The Right Time
03:40
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Remember Them
02:47
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Remember them
And their blood sacrifice
Remember them
Who've paid the heaviest price
Who've lost it all in wars that never end
Remember them
Remember them
The ones without a home
Remember them
THe ones who're all alone
The ones that we all spit on now and then
Remember them
Remember them
The ones locked in a cage
Remember them
Who've had to come of age
Locked up in a profit driven pen
Remember them
Remember them
Who threw it all away
Remember them
Who couldn't keep at bay
The demons in their blood time and again
Remember them
Remember them
Who've slipped into the night
Remember them
They ones who lost their fight
The reaper catches all of us in the end
Remember them
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3rd and Broadway
03:50
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Walking down these city streets, neon shining bright
Keep pace with my shadow, hiding from the light
Pull my collar around my neck to keep away the cold
Need to rest my weary bones and find some liquid gold
Pizza joint across the street is quiet after nine
The spicy pie I just walked by is gettin' on their grind
There's a banner sellin' uniforms from a sign hung in the sky
But it's the brick built tavern right next door that caught my little eye
At 3rd and Broadway, where Poitin rules the day
At 3rd and Broadway, come listen to 'em play
The Green and Orange is waving high
And you can let your freak flag fly
So come on, come inside, at 3rd and Broadway
Sammy was a sailor girl who set course for the coast
Flower went and pulled up roots for the man she loves the most
Felix climbed into his car and raced off in the night
Kip's a few blocks north controlling everything in sight
Fonder doesn't ponder much, when whipping up your drink
Barbacks always serve your booze with an ample side of ink
The lights are low above the booths, the music's always loud
And just outside the door, the colors are always waving proud
3rd and Broadway, Frankie rules the stage
3rd and Broadway, where Tuesday's all the rage
No royalty to rule our scene
'Cept Kitty who's our favorite queen
So come on, come inside, at 3rd and Broadway
Mikey D.'s up in the Fishbowl
The bass thumps through the floor
Can't even hear myself think
So I might as well have one more
At 3rd and Broadway
At 3rd and Broadway
3rd and Broadway, check your ego at the door
At 3rd and Broadway, and the taps will always pour
Get off your ass, raise a glass, find a pretty boy or girl
You know the song so sway along and take 'em for a whirl
Get off your ass, raise a glass, find a pretty boy or girl
You know the song so sway along and take 'em for a whirl
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Sweet Melinda
02:44
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Your face is so damn pretty, but your words cut to the bone,
Your eyes tell me you love me, but your claws are clearly honed,
Sometimes I think I'm falling, but then I catch myself,
I know if I did, you'd put me back up on the shelf;
You know I'd walk a mile for you, or at least a city block,
You know I'd that I'd die for you, and you know that's only talk,
Sometimes I wonder if you fell, what would I say and do,
But I know you never will, that just wouldn't be you;
And oh, Sweet Melinda
Don't you ever feel the need to change,
Oh, sweet Melinda,
Keep on being wild, loud and strange
Somedays you're lovely as the sun, some days you're just a bitch,
I never know which one will come, I can't predict the switch,
Sometimes I want to hold you, and sometimes push you away,
Sometimes I wish that you were here, sometimes you'd would go away;
But oh, Sweet Melinda,
Don't you ever think that I don't care,
Oh, sweet Melinda,
If you want me 'round, I'll be there
Don't ever take me serious, when I say that you're for me
There'll be no grand gestures, no bending of the knee,
But I'll hold your hand and stroke your hair, should you feel down,
And I'll gladly share your spirits, when we have demons to drown,
And oh, Sweet Melinda
You know damn well I love you so
But oh, Sweet Melinda
In what way, I just don't know
And oh, Sweet Melinda
I know you think it's just a game
But oh, Sweet Melinda
I know you love me just the same
I know you love me just the same
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Anymore
02:52
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Floating softly, slowly,
Gently as you drift away from me;
There is no worry, no hurry,
No haste as you drift away from me;
Just a gradual shifting of the flow,
I stand on the shore and watch you go;
As you softly, slowly,
Gently drift away from me;
I'm watching, waiting,
Wondering how you'll remember me;
Will it be fondly, warmly,
With a smile when you remember me;
The ties that bind slowly come apart,
The chains of love loosen from my heart,
Hope you fondly, warmly,
Sweetly with a smile remember me;
As the time slips by, gently like the tide,
Your ship may return to shore;
But I won't be here to meet you, won't have a cause to greet you,
Don't look for me, because I won't be here anymore;
The ties that bind slowly come apart,
The chains of love loosen from my heart,
And if you return, I won't be here,
Anymore,
Anymore,
The ties that bind slowly came apart,
The chains of love loosened from my heart,
If you return, I won't be here,
Anymore,
Anymore,
Anymore,
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Roots Run Deep
04:51
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I hope you remember the feeling
Of finally coming home
Green grass under your footsteps
And the way the sun shone
Laving a glint on the streetsigns
As it guided the way
To a feeling you'll always remember
I hope you still have it today
Roots run deep, deeper still
That the ties together that bind
Help you beat, back the chill
Of time as it likes to unwind
So hold fast to your past
A treasure that's worthy of keep
So when you lose sight, just hold tight
To the roots, the roots that run deep
I hope you have something or someone
Put a smile on your face
A trinket of love, someone above
That lights a dark place
A gleam in your eye, a song in your soul
Keeps you out of the cold
Memories come with a burden sometimes
But they also help carry the load
Roots run deep, deeper still
That the ties together that bind
Help you beat, back the chill
Of time as it likes to unwind
So hold fast to your past
A treasure that's worthy of keep
So when you lose sight, just hold tight
To the roots, the roots that run deep
To all the too many who've parted
I've kept you live in my heart
In turn you've kept me from breaking
I fall down but never apart
The roots that bind us together
Stronger than any twine
The love that you gave has sustained me
And you'll always have mine
Roots run deep, deeper still
That the ties together that bind
Help you beat, back the chill
Of time as it likes to unwind
So hold fast to your past
A treasure that's worthy of keep
So when you lose sight, just hold tight
To the roots, the roots that run deep
So when you lose sight, just hold tight
To the roots, the roots that run deep
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Scott E. Wells Fargo, North Dakota
Scott's lyrics are heavily influenced by the story tellers his Dad listened to on their many road trips to their favorite fishing destinations. Scott currently resides and records in Fargo, North Dakota.
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