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Miles Beyond The Maze (fdm110)

by Chris Anderson

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REVOLVE/ROTATE look out for reason you’re still given doubt your head is too cold, baby you can’t live without all the lies inside your two grey eyes meet me somewhere in the sky c’mon, let it rain down i laughed at Genevieve she spilled her drink and passed out in the snow so cold she said “it’s not mine, child, so take your gold and make love on your way don’t wait until you find the rain” the day before I met her god she stood away from all the lies and hate the pain’s still on it’s way and yesterday I killed ten thousand men who stood on higher ground don’t judge before you hear the sound revolve rotate just let it go -May 1997
2.
WAKE UP, SALLY wake up, sally these days are diamonds i wait - my solitude shrouds my living ground i fly - i fly my wings are burned and tattered just give me hope or another day another time another way to say "my friends, i'm leaving now" wake up, sally i'm tired of throwing lies to everyone my face is scarred my mind is lost i can't think anymore and solace leaves no shame i played my life and i lost my only name the days go by and another beggar cries "my friends, i'm leaving now" wake up, sally these diamond days can't make me laugh again i'm tired and i'm wired and the flame's still burning down my only home save for the words that she wrote on the back of the note that i left when i ran away and i never stopped to pray for another day another time another way to say "my friends, i'm leaving now" throw it away, throw it away throw it away, throw it away my friends, i'm leaving now and she never stopped to pray and the door was closed today she's rolling down the hill so you better move out of the way and her father's in the grave and her mother's on the street take my advice, no, no you'll never meet them again the sky is falling down, my friend don't fence, don't steal, don't sink, don't swin the days grow long and the nights grow weak don't ask, don't touch, don't feel, don't speak throw it away, throw it away throw it away, throw it away, my my my for another day, another time another way to say "my friends, i'm leaving now" -May 1997
3.
"six" 04:27
"six" stay between the lines the lies you read are indescribable another one-way sign down the road another year or two and the she called out "why are you the same as no one else could be?" and then she closed my eyes and dreamed of this thing happening again what a time we had thirty years from now and what a time, so sad her faith was drowned in absolution what a time we had picking from the rose she'd torn in two what a time we had dancing on the string when we died talk or listen in the silence that you see is thickening i think out loud and when i move toward this i lose past again she'd never fall away or dream of losing what she had to say she'd always stop to play another song of sage & saturday what a time we had thirty years from now and what a time, so sad her faith was drowned in absolution what a time we had picking from the rose she'd torn in two what a time we had dancing on the string when we died think about this now you're drowning in your sea of sunshine and smiling makes no sense when faith has torn away your innocence it could never hurt to pray but to me, it's nothing more than fantasy i tossed the book away and cast the madman back into the sea what a time we had thirty years from now and what a time, so sad her faith was drowned in absolution what a time we had picking from the rose she'd torn in two what a time we had dancing on the string when we died -February 1997
4.
Change 04:05
CHANGE oh, the last time i fell into this room the lights were dim, she stank of gin the days left walls surrounding all my thoughts within oh, the last time she fell into the soon yeah, pretty soon she'd fall again, it's all too much to hide to leave it all behind on the outside all the love is spent again on the outside their worlds collide in bloodshot eyes commisserate, regulate assassinate and recreate the world's too thin, too over you i cannot change or rearrange you oh, the first time, i could hardly see in front of me my mind would wanter strolling avenues of forgotten luxury oh, the first time i saw these words and played the game again just let me in it's been two thousand years with just two eyes to see on the outside all the love is spent again on the outside their worlds collide in bloodshot eyes commisserate, regulate assassinate and recreate the world's too thin, too over you i cannot change or rearrange you oh, the last time i passed away a chance to practice faith i ran in circles, laughing this is not the "me" you see today oh, the last time i heard her scream again the wall's too thin i left her kneeling by the back door, waiting he will come again on the outside all the love is spent again on the outside their worlds collide in bloodshot eyes commisserate, regulate assassinate and recreate the world's too thin, too over you i cannot change or rearrange you chasing paper floating in the air above the scenery she came too late i swore, it's not the time or place for me commisserate, regulate assassinate and recreate the world's too thin, too over you i cannot change or rearrange you -May 1997
5.
This 03:26
THIS the sun will never take away the years the end, a simple target for your fears i tried and tried to ride the wave of grace slap a grin across my face i'd never wait in line for this innocence betrayed what's left to see? a million lies are gathered under me some will sail and some will waste away the sea's still dry what could you say? i'd never wait in line for this it's only just a moment in this place but watch the lines come gather on my face some will grow and some will fade away the day's still young what can i say? i'd never wait in line for this -December 1997
6.
White-Wash 05:33
WHITE-WASH come take a walk with my ambition it tastes like mire on your tongue let go of all your inhibition and melt your faith into the sun the moon has eyes, they watch your every move but in the shade, they'd never get to you behind the trees there lies the key to all your senses what you gonna do? you always lock the door behind you it's not too silent in these parts you spray your face shades of humility and somehow try to call it art no i never had time to complain nor did i have time to say hello and these lines, they build like a white-wash on your faith another band plays in the alley their eyes are closed, but they're not alone the audience, they'll sneer and snicker til the curtain falls, dry as a bone but i never sowed my seeds on this crowd i never shined my light on these walls i'd never shit the truth just to keep myself from falling out and the voices in my head are singing so out of key, i barely know the tune and the telephone just keeps on ringing but i left my body way too soon no i never had time to complain nor did i have time to say hello and these lines, they build like a white-wash on your faith -spring 1998
7.
Down³ 03:08
DOWN³ i've been waiting for this season and i have wasted all my time and i have tasted every reason and what i've found here is hanging on the line and this house is burning all the way down, down, down well, i was talking to the preacher when i told him, this mess i'd found he said "keep walking - lord, i ain't your teacher but i can save you if your soul is still around" and i just turned and ran laughing all the way down, down, down in this house she leaves a letter in this house she's peeling from the floor on this day, i'd left to spend up all the demons on her chin like some, we'll laugh again down, down, down -Fall 1997
8.
LONG WAY TO GO call me when you come back down last night, i left this town i slept beneath the lights that shone sometimes you leave it all alone it's a long way to go paint my name across the sky some cons, you'd never buy i walked, the fields are overgrown sometimes you leave it all alone it's a long way to go though these eyes can hardly see through the demons on your sleeve some memories face and time keeps passing slow it's a long way to go kiss your name across my face i never stepped on grace her lights were on but no one home sometimes you leave it all alone it's a long way to go saint or sinner, so i've read these thoughts fly through your head and lies that turn your god to stone sometimes you leave it all alone it's a long way to go though these eyes can hardly see through the demons on your sleeve some memories face and time keeps passing slow it's a long way to go call me when you come back down these days, i'm still around in every spirit that you know sometimes you leave it all alone it's a long way to go though these eyes can hardly see through the demons on your sleeve some memories face and time keeps passing slow it's a long way to go to leave it all alone -November 1997
9.
Walk-Out 02:10
WALK-OUT call it what you will but the thrill is gone it wasn't long don't remember to talk about angels don't remember to talk about grace just remember the sight of her walking out with the lies that she stole from his face call it what you will but the thrill is gone it wasn't long -December 1997
10.
Turn Me On 03:40
TURN ME ON i wanna look outside my window at the rain on a sunny day you know i left it far away i wanna turn out all the pages and the lights keep on shifting another flood is lifting me out but it don't mean a thing if she's singing or breathing turn me out or turn me on i wanna write an open letter saying no, i never saw you i'm only thinking of a place where i can shut out all the images that follow me when i go mad and leave my conscience underground but it don't mean a thing if i'm singing or screaming shut me out or turn me on and she keeps sliding down every day - i wake, i steal, i breathe oh, what else, one could say as one could hold the years away and practice faith revolving on a plane, everyday -June 1997
11.
ONE AND THE SAME and when in the morning she took up her bags and left i never knew that leaving was son hard on my head hard on my head and she's gone and then, in the evening i saw her three times again everywhere i looked i can't imagine the pain imagine the pain and she's gone you know, i still remember when we used to claim we're one and the same but time has gone and now i hardly can remember her name or play that damn game "one and the same" i walked out of heaven i turned off the lights and ran she's chasing me through some shred of a memory lane i know it's too late and she's gone you know, i still remember when we used to claim we're one and the same but time has gone and now i hardly can remember her name or play that damn game "one and the same" i dreamt the next morning she came to my door and begged i know my life was easier before my mistake it wasn't just me yeah, she's gone you know, i still remember when we used to claim we're one and the same but time has gone and now i hardly can remember her name or play that damn game "one and the same" -June 1997
12.
Talk 05:58
TALK your talk is cheap but when you talk you never hear a word i say you never talk about the life you never chose to give away what did you give when you promised me the heaven and the higher ground? what did you say when you walked away? you couldn't even talk around it your talk is fooling no one i can see outside my weary head you talk in colors spitting out in words another shade of red what did you see when you looked into these eyes that stung and bled for you? what could you do? when you talked around the walls they tumbled down on you keep on talking out loud i hear the voice in my head say "shut up for a minute and hear me lie down for a day and look up, look out, and look around again" your talk is grand the words you say are nothing short of misery i got my feet in the clouds i laugh at all your insincerity what did you mean when you went on about how it was just another day? why did you cry when i washed my hands of you and threw it all away? keep on talking out loud i hear the voice in my head say "shut up for a minute and hear me lie down for a day and look up, look out, and look around again" you talk is silence words could never throw another spell on me you talk, i'm looking away you know i'm leaving this old used-to-be why do you talk when everything you talk about is over me (you go over my head) how could you lie and say that everything had come to you so suddenly? (take a look around your head, pal) keep on talking out loud i hear the voice in my head say "shut up for a minute and hear me lie down for a day and look up, look out, and look around again -7/31/97
13.
TRYING TO FOOL A CLOWN she had the mouth of an angel the morals of a clown the lies of the children she keeps dragging them around uptown - downtown half-alive in san francisco can't remember new orleans got lost somewhere in memphis right before she cashed her dreams she said "how - how can you trust me while now, i made that same mistake" i'm trying to fool a clown the words keep spinning but i'll never come around i can't get higher but i'm never coming down my feet don't touch the ground i'm trying to fool a clown she closed her eyes like a gypsy and stole out through the night her bark was made of cheap wine and i never done seen her bite no relief on the back porch just paid-for tales and lies i stopped believing when she waved her hands and cut me down to size she said "how - how can you trust me while now, i made that same mistake" i'm trying to fool a clown the words keep spinning but i'll never come around i can't get higher but i'm never coming down my feet don't touch the ground i'm trying to fool a clown -Fall 1997
14.
ONCE IN A WHILE i waited for the rain to come and wash away the distance dividing all the times i tried to smile once in a while i saw her lying in the field her dress was in the trees a bit disturbing i awoke to see no face once in a while i've seen it blowing in the trees i've seen it on the roadside and the lights are chainging every other mile i've seen it in the barroom lying naked on the floor in time to spend another night out on the tiles once in a while her face was like a sheet of glass her skin was like the sand i looked around and saw that seasons never end once in a while i could have stayed to take another turn or ran before my time i tried to change like change was going out of style once in a while i've seen it in the buildings i've seen it on the roadside in the alleys, all the cars begin to pile i've seen it blowing in the breeze and rip right through the walls and all the ladies on the billboard stop and smile once in a while i waited for the sun to come and shine across my face i'll take my place in line and stay a little while once in a while... -Fall 1998

about

Chris Anderson's 76th full-length album release.

The songs on this album all date from 1997, and a couple from 1998. Those were very interesting times in my life. My earlier band, Carpe Diem, had pretty much ground to a halt while drummer Kevin and I were pushing along as a duo, working out the many songs I was constantly writing and slowly making our way towards the band would someday be called Ebb. Most of that summer was spent in a wilderness as I suddenly became single and unemployed around the same time. It was during that time that I recorded the album, Flying Dachshund Music, which yielded just as many outtakes as album tracks.

The fall of that year saw me start work at Olsson's Books & Records, my sanctuary for the next eleven years. My time there didn't do much to get me over the poverty line but I sure learned a lot about music, and the music I heard there shaped everything that was to come.

There was a brief spell in early 1998 when drummer Kevin and I moved down to Blacksburg VA, on the promise of a thriving music scene (that really did not exist). A lot of music was played down there, though we were confined solely to the basement and almost exclusively as a duo, and a fair bit was written and recorded too. But the whole experience was a bust and we soon returned home and resumed our normal lives.

Six of the songs on this album were originally recorded for Flying Dachshund Music, including "Revolve/Rotate", which was an instant classic and a song that would be played by the band, pretty much until the end. "White-Wash" is another one that went on to enjoy life onstage with Ebb and was always a monster of a song. A few of these songs would be recorded and released on the album, Damn Skippy!, and that's the album that closes out what I consider to be my "early years".

I have always loved this material. These songs came at a time when writing and recording was far less of a priority than it is now. These songs enjoyed a very long shelf life and spent a great deal of time being worked out by bands and performed onstage, and just growing as songs. To be able to approach those songs with the skills and technology I currently have at my disposal is a dream come true, and the entire reason behind this massive project. Music is awesome.

-3/29/19

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released June 17, 2019

"produced" by Chris Anderson
Recorded in The Room, Dec 2018


CA: acoustic and electric guitars, bass, mandolin, drum programming, percussion, vocals, other shit.


All songs written by Chris Anderson in 1997-1998
(c) CA / Flying Dachshund Music (BMI)


Special thanks to Kevin Ivers, Olsson's Books & Records, and everyone/everything else that was part of my life way back when.



(p)2018 (c)2019 Chris Anderson / Flying Dachshund Music. All rights reserved. Unauthorized duplication will get you dropped miles within the maze.

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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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