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WHAT DISASTER MEANS TO ME
you can see it on the tv
in the adverts and the news
some joker with a rifle's
shooting holes between the blues
for a payment slip on a sinking ship
where the righteous think they're free
as i get old, i'm always told
what disaster means to me
from the fringes of the ice
to the outskirts of the fire
you see them kick and knock us down
just to make themselves look high
with our heads in sand, all across the land
from sea to salty sea
as i get old, i'm always told
what disaster means to me
the pundits and the pipers
dishing out the daily slime
these notions spill like oil
slick the walls we're left to climb
to the whining box, they changed the locks
and they swallowed all the keys
as i get old, i'm always told
what disaster means to me
to offer proof of some new truth
to the staggered hands in the voting booth
they bring the storm, in waves and forms
and betray the youth
to offer proof of some new truth
to the staggered hands in the voting booth
they bring the storm, in waves and forms
-7/15/08
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Skullduggery
03:28
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SKULLDUGGERY
get on your feet
i'll drag you through a better day
now, don't you tell me no lies
i'd only throw them all away
no one's gonna pay
to dream another dream
so real like what your mantra said
no one's gonna pay
speaking in tongues
i could not figure out
what mother said
speaking in tongues
i could not figure out
no one, no one
no one's gonna pay
look at me now
i wander like a pack of wolves
or like a pack of lies
feeding on the truth, none the wise
exploding out from your own eyes
breaking all the chains and the ties
dancing out the door with the prize
laughing while the angel cries
speaking in tongues
i could not figure out
what mother said
speaking in tongues
i could not figure out
no one, no one
no one's gonna pay
-Winter 1996
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Fade Into Blue
05:56
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FADE INTO BLUE
what's the use in
building houses out of cards
you always knock me down
what's the use in
playing games with you
it's never win nor lose
what's the point in
tearing down the walls
you never gave away
and what's the reason
that you called me over
i said i'm over you
i'm lying on my back
under the sun
with a mental photograph of you
and just like the clouds
you always fade into blue
fade into blue...
what's the use in
building mountains out of egos
when they wash away
what's the use in
saying everything is cool
alright, it's a-ok
and what's the point in
telling everyone you know
that you don't know me well
what's the use in all that time
spent rearranging
you can go to hell
i've fallen on my face
tearing up a mental photograph of you
and like the ocean eats the waves
you always fade into blue
fade into blue...
what's the use in
writing songs with old emotions
like they're here to stay
i only wrote this song
to fill a certain space
a mood, so go away
what's the point in
channeling expressions
old and tattered like you now
just to make a point
or make a statement
everything is fading now...
-9/14/04
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Fighting For The Wheel
02:57
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FIGHTING FOR THE WHEEL
Take a walk, take a smoke
"Take a drink on me, my friend"
The shady river spoke
Take a drive - how does it feel?
To be standing side by side
And still fighting for the wheel
I've seen enough and I've heard it all
Those lines that you deliver aren't your own
I've seen enough and I've heard it all
It's not enough to say
That you'll be coming round
Take a stand - have a seat
Close your eyes and dream away
Just don't fell back to sleep
Take a number but don't wait in line
Sometimes you'll be jumping
When you say your feet are fine
I've seen enough and I've heard it all
The lines that deliver aren't your own
I've seen enough and I've heard it all
It's not enough to say
That you'll be coming round
-June 2001
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Wellwater
02:57
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WELLWATER
the morning whistles light
and colors through it's sound
you never thought you'd find
your feet below the ground
where one was planted
something crawled around the bend
it's the heat of the moment
it's the wellwater
how've you been?
and all these games
and none to play
and all those shadows speaking
every word you say
the other's planted
where the lights are getting dim
it's the heat of the moment
it's the wellwater
how've you been?
this apparition in my way
has fixed intentions
somewhere close to far away
he nods and shakes it off
and stumbles once again
it's the heat of the moment
it's the wellwater
how've you been?
and all these roads are wearing out
and all those passengers
no one can talk about
and all these voices crumble
crawling in your skin
it's the heat of the moment
it's the wellwater
how've you been?
take a taste and drift away
this city's wasted
and I'm certain, either way
that all this useless talk
is getting kinda thin
it's the heat of the moment
it's the wellwater
how've you been?
- 7/5/01
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Ennui Song
03:06
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ENNUI SONG
sunday morning in the bathroom
and she's weeping all the time
and it's always the same old stale routine
and it's a lie when she says she's feeling fine
monday afternoon is just the same as everyday
my ennui, she keeps growing like a vine
and though the names have changes
the scenery just stays the same old, same old
and every time she bats her eyes
and every time she tries to cry
i only runk away
and every time she drags me home
i turn away and leave alone
you know that i won't be a star
coz i can't take you very far
and maybe i ain't ever coming home
you know it's been too many years
and tears and years, and years and tears
and maybe i ain't ever coming home
release the dogs, release your demons
hold them in your hand and wait it out
it'll only be alright
until the final moment when
all you knew as dust will turn to gold
you know that i won't be around
to see you run it to the ground
coz baby i ain't ever coming home
i'll keep your ghost inside my head
my ennui, she's as good as dead
so baby i ain't ever coming home
-fall 2000
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The Boy And The Man
04:51
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THE BOY AND THE MAN
the days grow slimmer, you stare at the bank
counting all the ducks as they move into rank
these moments dissolve so what's left to say
when the heroes have all gone away
like a two year old kid on a dead end street
no hands to hold, no crumbs to eat
his face is cracked, his eyes a mess
it can only get better than this
the night grew still, the moon kept its place
the glow hit the ground but it missed your face
the northern winds ran so cold their course
and shattered in hurricane gales of remorse
thirty years gone, still alone on the street
grasping for heroes with lead in your feet
your face is cracked, your eyes a mess
it can only get better than this
scenes in vague dreams are all you got now
they lighten the mood and the tension somehow
till you wake in the dark all alone with your thoughts
your heroes are gone and it leaves you in knots
a two year old boy and a man on the street
one is the shadow, the other his feet
whose face is cracked? whose eyes are a mess?
it can only get better than this
-October 2008 (with Sean Lichtenberger)
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Fever Dream
05:01
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FEVER DREAM
and so it goes
this fever keeps us begging for the dawn
the river flows
but keeps us at the mercy of the storm
a siren song, she wails
a tiger's tricked out of her tail
she steals the boat and pulls the ropes
evens the keel, and hopes to sail away
and so it goes
this pattern demonstrates a will to run
away from those
who hesitate to shield us from the sun
the siren sails ahead
the tiger's left them all for dead, along the road
she sings a shanty song and everybody joins along
this episode
and so it goes
she feels the heat, she feels the bitter chill
do you suppose
she'd feel the same at the apex of the hill
the siren throws a fit
the tiger shakes and spits
this tale has come around
beyond the wall, disaster falls
till fortune buries fate beneath the ground
and so it goes
this fever keeps us begging for the dawn
-2/4/10
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Winter Sun
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WINTER SUN
there's nothing as blinding
as a winter sun in the evening time
there's nothing as cold as a
raven before its first flight
there's nothing as precious
as the gold that you're leaving behind, dear
there's nothing as deep
as the well that you dug for yourself, my dear
and i won't be there
when you shutter the
top of your well and
hide from the cruel
winter sun
and i won't be there
when you claw at the
stone in the spring
there's nothing as cheap as the way
that you move through the market, dear
there's nothing as steep as the
lines that have grown on your face, dear
there's nothing as tried and tested
as your holy thoughts, my dear
there's nothing as loose
as the skin on your knees, my dear
and i won't be there
when you shutter the
top of your well and
hide from the cruel
winter sun
and i won't be there
when you claw at the
stone in the spring
there's nothing as stark
as the sun in the sky, sometimes
there's nothing as dark
as the sand in your eyes, sometimes
there's nothing as bruised
as the marks from your nails
on your hands, my dear
there's nothing as abused
as your mind and the pale
of your face, dear
and i won't be there
when you shutter the
top of your well and
hide from the cruel
winter sun
and i won't be there
when you claw at the
stone in the spring
and dissolve amidst
all that's begun
and i won't be there
when you dig out
the lines on your face
and replace them
with some holy grace
and i won't be there
when you claw
at the stone in the spring
there's nothing as dark
as the sun in the sky...
-2/8/09
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Cold Rain
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COLD RAIN
excuse me while i lay this down
i just wanna say "what it is" now
i think i felt like stepping out
even i don't know what i was on about
there is no doubt, there is no blame
i'm done walkin' in the cold cold rain
the die is cast, we set the scene
in the opera of all the spaces in between
i closed my ears to hear the tune
and forgot that i was dreaming in the other room
there is no pull, there is no game
i'm done walkin' in the cold cold rain
i'm done singin' to the wall again
i'm done talkin' that talk
and walkin' that walk
i'm gonna chalk it up
so here , here i am
what it is, here i am
what it is, am i here?
excuse me while i whirl around
my feets' here, my head is in another town
i left it in between the cracks
but if it's still good, i think i wanna have it back
there is no time, there is no shame
i'm done walkin' in the cold cold rain
i'm done singin' to the wall again
i'm done singin' in the cold cold rain
-2/12/12
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Chris Anderson Alexandria, Virginia
Chris is a wildly prolific songwriter who has hovered among the outskirts of the music world for over 30 years. On his own
label, Flying Dachshund Music, Chris has released 154 CDs, 96 of them being full-length albums. That's just the tip of the iceberg and there are no signs of stopping. Ever.
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