DIVISION STREET ã 1997 terence martin (except where noted)
THE ONLY TRAIN i’d like to catch a train tonight ride the rails that shine like chrome it’s not that i miss you all that much i just don’t want to be alone and i just heard a song that brought back a winter spent with you and maybe i finally realize that what you said was true and the only train i hear tonight is this train of thoughts of you and the smoke that curls from this cigarette looks like a ghost of you i’d like to catch a plane tonight but the airport is fogged in and there’s no one left to blame tonight and the city’s white and free of sin and i’ve got this fear of flying it takes too long to fall from the sky and i don’t want to watch that movie as my life goes flashing by i’d like to sail a ship tonight but the harbor is frozen in i’d walk on water out to you watch the ice below get thin and the only thing that sails tonight is this ship of my state of mind i’ve got my eyes out on the horizon i’ve got you somewhere deep inside the only train I hear tonight is this train of thoughts of you and the smoke that curls from this cigarette looks like a ghost of you like a ghost of you INDEPENDENCE DAY there was a six point earthquake it happened late last fall it shook the windows floors and me and what was hanging on the walls so i got a place a block away without a tear i know they felt the ground shake too but my earthquake was here i spend my life making earthquakes go away and every time i move i call it independence day my father lived on division street when he moved away and he closed the door behind him he had little left to say but in my dreams i always see him from behind retreating down the driveway on his own fault lines he spent his life making earthquakes go away and every time he moved he called it independence day when my father died we buried him underneath a tree and we turned the ground over to ash and memory and they’re tearing houses down now on division street and the trucks go by and shake the ground beneath my feet we spend our lives making earthquakes go away and every time we leave we call it independence day ã 1997 terence martin - gregory hicks WHEELS i used to live above a key shop cause i needed security i was scared that i’d be locked out if i had to leave i watched them making duplicates to keep their stuff inside i heard the metal grinding as they doubled up their lives and the wheels turn and the sparks fly i used to live below a psychiatrist i like other people’s dreams i like other people’s waiting rooms to steal their magazines but it’s just too schizophrenic and a little bit absurd to show you my neurosis if you will show me yours and the wheels turn and the sparks fly and the wheels turn in my mind i used to live behind a truck stop cause i like the smell of fuel i like the way the truckers talk the way they look so cool i watched businessmen and tourists and the drivers at the pump and i’ve seen everybody in the world but only once and the wheels turn and the sparks fly and the wheels turn as they drive by i used to live up near a doctor an obgyn i thought that i might need her i didn’t know exactly when she said that i was crazy she said that i was wrong til she heard that i died giving birth to this song and the wheels turn and the sparks fly and the wheels turn in 4/4 time INVISIBLE MAN when you left you took something with you now i’m transparent i’m so easy to see through i’m wrapped in tape like an ill fitting suit peel it off and find the lie that tells the truth make me a face on a post office wall invisible man a name and number that you can call invisible man no face in the mirror to look back at me the surface reflecting where i ought to be if i had the answers then i’d understand why i disappeared when you said good bye chorus i drove past your house last night in the rain like a moving target always out of range if i’m a wanted man then i’m so hard to find either i’m too clear or you’re still too blind chorus ã l997 terence martin - larry warren SINGLE FILE
she packed her bags the other night barely time for one last kiss hardly time to
catch my flight she said don’t feel too bad you’ll get a song out of this
from the car i watched her for awhile waiting in the ticket aisle when she
turned i thought i saw her smile like she was glad to finally stand in single
file i thought i saw her smile i saw some cars out on the road they had their
lights on in the middle of the day i got in line and joined the show this must
be some dead man’s parade they asked me if i could say some words i said i
needed time to rehearse and was his life a blessing or a curse and is that car
ahead a limo or a hearse in single file i’ll just drive for a while crows in
rows on the line fly like rumors when my telephone rings i measure distance by
their flight i measure time by these songs i sing i have so many dreams at one
time i have to take a number to get in my mind i dream of one way tickets and
waiting lines i’ll wait awhile with you before my flight in single file i’m
here for a while DOGTOWN life is short in dogtown but the days never seem to end when the lights go on in dogtown i find myself there again they’re burning candles down in dogtown for lovers who have lost i’m counting them as they burn out and adding up the cost the lights are on in dogtown they burn there still and nights don’t fall in dogtown they just coast downhill there’s only one bridge in dogtown built in l917 where i sit and watch the river as it delivers the city to the sea the river runs through dogtown chorus the red line runs past dogtown through a hole where no one goes it’s full of ghosts and shadows left there long ago the red line runs past dogtown chorus ã 1997 terence martin - gregory hicks THUNDER AND LIGHT i’ve been waiting for that perfect stranger to come to my door with a bag full of tricks and promises of so much more endless blues through a window pane distant clouds and a chance of rain make me a lightning rod send me an angel someone to pull heaven down from the sky make me a lightning rod send me an angel i’m counting seconds between the thunder and the light i keep a light in the window that goes on when i dream at night of a river of love that runs beyond the line of my sight burning a fire with a message in the sparks loneliness of a long distance heart chorus i heard a song that said every lover deserves a moon so i look for the crescent curve of her lips that can’t come too soon killing time with a second hand counting hours by the grain of sand chorus SEVENTH DAY adam called it a perfect world but eve was feeling restless she said there’s something more outside these walls someone we haven’t met yet so when god was resting she took flight leaving adam with an ache in his side now he chases horizons to retrieve her crossing her path like a true believer that’s how roads were invented it happened just that way that’s how roads were invented when no one was looking on the seventh day it’s not that she’s lost her love for him it’s just that his love has lost her so he chases a pulse inside her veins to find a place where this love begins that’s why the heart was invented chorus he used to call it a perfect world before the fall before that girl now he finds her in his sleep each night replays each scene to set things right that’s how dreams were invented chorus OTHER VOICES other voices speak to you these days i can almost hear them through these walls we’ve built other voices seem more true these days they say the things you think you’ve always felt and do your thoughts of me fall like parentheses between your lovers and the others who keep you company who give you what you need other faces smiling on your shelf you tore the picture up but kept the frame other faces that reflect yourself you fill the spaces with another name chorus conversations overheard i hear the music and i guess the words imagination does the rest my mind will hear what my heart suggests other rooms will decorate your life you’ll pull the curtains tight so you can hide from a distance it’s a pantomime where i still see your shadow dance inside chorus THIS HOUSE from the marsh in my backyard the geese are flying south seems like some things have the good sense to get out but i know that i will stay here i'll pay the price for the view living on a street that’s named after someone i once knew i can feel this planet turn so i’ll curse the lesson and bless what i have learned you’ll find the road to my house well-lit when you return by the bridges we have burned this house was built the year that i was born nothing’s plumb or level square or true to form it’s got cracks that i can feel they run clear down to the ground and the light at sunset makes it look like it’s burning down chorus and if i stand in one place then you will come around to a street that named for a love that we once found love’s a four letter word but so is gone and i know some comets come back but some just take too long like columbus dry-docked on solid ground waiting for love to prove that the world is round chorus and if you need to find me i’ll be waiting here for you living on a street that’s named after someone i once knew inspired by alan dugan and harlan ellison
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