"Before the Storm"

Along the pillows and cradles
Long after all the damage had been done
We walked the hills searching
For something lost before the sun
And along the hills we wandered
Full of branches and debris
We saw two hearts beating
That belong to you and me

Cause we were born, we were born
We were born before the storm

And as we turned our gaze to the heavens
We mostly see clouds
In the shapes of lions
Cleaning their cubs
We stare in envy
From the ground

Cause we were born, we were born
We were born before the storm

And when you read my palm
Did you know we'd go wrong?
And when you go into the woods you gotta bring breadcrumbs
But through the trees
I see a sunbeam
And a butterfly to be our guide

Cause we were born, we were born
We were born before the storm

 

"29th of June"

All the old trees
Fell to their knees
When the storm came through
On the 29th of June

Bough did break
The front porch shaked
The baby cried
And three people died

Windows smashed
Roads covered in glass
I was on the mound
When the guns began to sound

And the sky tore down the town

Electric lines
Blew like twine
Began to spark
The fire starts

It seemed like hell
Began to swell
Up through the dirt
And covered the earth

I tried to pray
But then gave way
To the final sin
And let the flesh win

And the sky tore down the town

 

"Colors in the Sky"

All I do is wait for rainbows
As consolation to the rain
Maybe God is just a scarecrow
Somedays a farmer in a field of pain
And in the din I hear the wind blow
As the gristmill grinds the grain
And I've got sorrows on my table
And there's no bread on my neighbor's plate

Still I see colors in the sky
I see colors in the sky
I see colors in the sky, I don't know why
I see colors in the sky

And if the spectrum stopped appearing
And the world remained in gray
Would our necks grow tired from staring
Into a sky of soot and clay?
And as the darkness does surround us
In the horrors of our days
Guess I just can't stop believing
In a purple, orange, green haze

Still I see colors in the sky
I see colors in the sky
I see colors in the sky, I don't know why
I see colors in the sky

 

"Gloves and the Turtle Dove"

15 years I've worn these gloves
I've worn these gloves for 15 years
Made of yarn, black and brown
Frayed and torn, they keep my hands warm

In the wintertime, I wear them everyday
In the summertime, they're packed away
You knitted them with love and time
Back when our fingers were intertwined

Intertwined, intertwined, intertwined, intertwined

In the wilderness, I heard the cry of love
In an open field I saw a turtle dove
With a wounded wing and nothing to eat
I picked some berries and laid them at its feet

It closed its eyes, then disappeared
It was the color of my glove
And, like you, it never reappeared

 

"Opportunity to Love"

Look at all the damage the days have done
Think of all the people that have come and gone
I can hear the echo of each mistake
All of my good friends seem far away

Maybe it's a good time in your life
To let a new person into your life
Don't shy away from the opportunity to love

The ocean is warm as you walk in
But it always gets colder where you learn to swim
Wish I knew some place that was always safe
And water is clear enough to see my face

This is a good time in your life
To let a new person into your life
Don't shy away from the opportunity to love

Maybe it's a good time in my life
Maybe it's a good time in my life, in my life

 

"Invisible Man"

He's taken a bath
He's combed his hair back
He's put on clean clothes
But he knows
You'll still recognize him

So he looks in the mirror
And, poof, he disappears
By whispering his name
Three times to himself
Never seen again

And the Invisible Man
Has skin as clear as glass
He carries a past
Even though you can't see him
In the light he walks around
Forever lost and never found
Just a memory of someone that used to be

There's no shadow on the wall
No footsteps in the hall
He moves like a breeze
Through everything you see
For eternity

When someone takes their own life
Because they hate their life
That'll fuck up your life
And never stop hurting

And the Invisible Man
Has skin as clear as glass
Carries with him a past
Even though you can't see him
In the light he walks around
Forever lost and never found
Just a memory of someone that used to be

 

"I Want Nothing"

Since the beginning of time
People cry when people die
Look at the Stations of the Cross
Read from the broken poets' hearts
Believers and heathens all see
There's better ways for being free
Then breaking skin until there's blood
And pushing the poor into the mud

I take walks to help me dream
And it's in dreams that I believe
Not in a flag or a country
Not in the hate is money
I see the love in a stranger's eyes
From across the great divide
Let's take the lessons that we've learned
And let the mercy spill on Earth

Well, I was born into the lucky few
With the luxury to choose
To turn away from what enslaves
And to ignore what I can't change
I know this life can't be all pure
My sins are many to be sure
But I want nothing of a world
Built on greed and hurt

I want nothing from that world

 

"Another Bad Dream"

Woke up with another bad dream today
Birds flew away and the moths stayed
Through the window shade of a penny arcade
I saw the whole world burn and fade

Woke up with another bad dream today
The son I never had ran away
Followed his footprints into a cave
But it was too dark for him to be saved

And in my bed, lay down my head
And all I see are days of dread
And when I wake from my slumber
Only bad dreams I do remember

Bad dreams coming on hard tonight
Eyelids fighting stage fright
And if that's the truth that's inside me
Lord, help me be one that never sleeps

 

"First and Last"

In the morning, my mind feels free
As I watch a fox hide under a tree
But later on as the day does progress
The sounds of the world make my head a mess
And when it's dark, I lay down
The world is quiet, but I feel loud
And in my dreams there's no order, no plan
In the chaos of sleep, I'm a crazy man

The first and the last parts of the day
Always feel so far away
So far away

And when you're knocking on death's lonely door
No one will hear everything you've absorbed
The Tower of Babel will take the shape of your tongue
Cracked and dry from a life in the sun
And feeling wise from all your years past
You'll search for words for what you've amassed
The end of days are what they will be
And nothing's clear as the fox in the tree

The first and last parts of the day
Always feel so far away
So far away

 

"Bloom Again"

Well, I've seen my days
Melt away
Like an ice cream cone
Ignored in the sun

All the critters in the ground
Know what I'm talking about
They've got somewhere to hide
Till the gettin's good

So I stood like a tree
Through nature's bitter schemes
And I waited my turn
To bloom again
My turn to bloom again