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THE GRAVITY TREE
we're all hanging from the gravity tree
like a monkey in a mirror
or a ghost on tv
they had a good time
telling you what to see
when you're hanging on the gravity tree
we're throwin' stones from the gravity tree
we got a million and a half
or at least two or three
it's been a long time
since you made a mess out of me
on the branches of the gravity tree
skylight, a bright night to see
hide and think about about the
way it used to be
slummin' in the gravity tree
-7/13/06
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Reinvent The Lie
03:42
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REINVENT THE LIE
just like the dove
we're hanging on to love
to watch it grow
and flutter through the snow
into a soapy stain
when the idols take the reins
and blow by blow
they cover up the blood and go
to see the future
on the inside of their minds
wasting time
scraping off
the residue
of bygone crimes
and the mystery
of the rain
won't wash away
these sunken eyes
take a moment out
to reinvent the lie
just like the sun
we're barely holding on
to seek the twilight
in the darkest hour of night
to feel the dirty wheel
pressed against this heart of steel
sometimes the only way to know
is just to go
capping off the years
when solace
wiped away the tears
and dried the rain
when the only steps
led down the spiral drain
waiting for the morning
when we'd do it all again
with variations
celebrate the sky
and reinvent the lie
just like the fog
we react like rabid dogs
poison flesh to flesh
it's only just a test
to be the wader now
to release the inner growl
on the first that makes a break
or hesitates
to reenact the moment
when we fell flat on our face
in front of grace
she had no hold
on us, she's really kind of cold
and sometimes she
comes screaming down the wire
just in time
to rearrange the fire
and reinvent the lie
-7/18/06
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Scream
04:19
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SCREAM
we're a million miles from everywhere
and the shops are all closed
no liquor in the cabinets
no rings around your toes
and i say, hey you
do you know just what to do
when the sky is pitching one way
and the ground's in front of you
it's a scream
these days, it's all a dream
the ballerina shakes her head
and disappears behind the screen
it's a scream
these days, it's all a dream
the saddest bastard violates
the earnest of his hands
he sings a song of quitting
full of words and ampersands
and i say, hey you
you got the light in front of you
and you better grab ahold
before it dims into the blue
it's a scream
these days, it's all a dream
the fireman wrings out his hands
and disappears behind the screen
it's a scream
these days, it's all a dream
reenact the days of summer
with the toys in the front yard
rearrange your lovers
and the scenes in which they starred
and i say, hey you
you got the world in front of you
for a moment, til it's washed out
with the water and the news
-7/10/06
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Sentimental Cinnamon
07:25
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SENTIMENTAL CINNAMON
i can see the coming of the new day
wet and bright
cover over my soul
i can see them running through the alleys
and the lights
we shot them out on that night
what a sight
we took them for a ride
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna take it off sometime
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna break your heart sometime
sentimental cinnamon
she's got her ways, she fakes it well
sentimental cinnamon
she's sinking back into her shell
i can see the shadows of her hair
flow long and bright
and flutter in the moonlight
i can feel the wisdom of the music
of the night
delivering to my soul
taking hold
flaunt the tune aplenty
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna bring you down sometime
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna cut you out sometime
sentimental cinnamon
lost in a maze, she makes it well
sentimental cinnamon
she's dancing on the shadows of her shell
i can see the clouds form round her head
so soft and white
no stormy seas or seasons
i can hear the distance of the wreckage
fading like
some deep rooted recession
stones and sights
a ragged last impression
smoke and smite
depress the inner light
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna waste it all sometime
sentimental cinnamon
she's gonna taste your heart sometime
sentimental cinnamon
counts all her days, she scrapes it well
sentimental cinnamon
she's clutching at the ridges of her shell
-7/18/06
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Confess
05:06
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CONFESS
you confessed to the killing
you confessed to the crime
you looked her up and down
like you were both doing time
you had your head in the stones
and your heart in the dirt
you took a second out
to think about what it was all worth
to you now
it'll make you crazy anyhow
you confessed to the lying
you confessed to the rain
your boots were too big
to stop the cryin' train
she's possessed by the motion
of her tears on your cheek
her heart's a wide ocean
but her will is a creek
or canal
it'll make you crazy anyhow
and all this talk about
winding down
and winding up
on the wrong side of town
it's the people in the magazines
that i just don't like
all this talk about
waking up
and shaking up
and breaking up
it's a new thing
chaining our woes
to the weary spike
you confessed to the laughter
you confessed to the joke
but you still hide behind
all the mirrors and smoke
you got a partial redemption
and a stash in your seat
for every time that they mention
all the chaff in your wheat
take a bow
it'll make you crazy anyhow
and all this talk about
mending up
or sending up
or just ending up
it's the face behind the face
that i just can't see
and all this talk about
making love
or making noise
or just making sense
we gotta tear down the fence
but keep a little bit of levity
you confessed to the warning
you confessed to the light
but you can't tell the morning
from a hole in the night
your pockets are filled
with all the gravel and gold
that you stole from the purses of
everyone they told you about
it'll make you crazy anyhow
you confessed to the preacher
you confessed to the pope
you confessed to the jury
at the end of your rope
you confessed to your mother
you confessed to your saint
you confessed to the mirror
you can see that it ain't
heavy now
it'll make you crazy anyhow
and all this talk about
shaping up
and shaking off
it just ain't enough
we gotta sing to the
poision in print that we all deny
and all this talk about wanting
bleeding, longing, loving
believing or needing
it's times like these
when we just can't escape the high
you confessed to the modern
you confessed to the past
you confessed to the ones
who said it wouldn't last
you confessed to the wisdom
and the signs of the times
you confessed to the dogs
and the rats, and those pulling the plow
it'll make you crazy anyhow
-9/11/06
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Hijack
04:20
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HIJACK
...and i thought i saw it all
a thousand faded photos
fall from broken frames
on dirty walls
and somewhere there's a
memory 'bout to fade
a moment captured long ago
and barely given time
to walk away
don't walk away today
and i thought i knew it all
a million years have come and gone
since we left our mark upon the wall
and something sly is closing both my eyes
and leaving me with dust and dreams
and splitting, necessary seams
no way, don't walk away today
and i thought i had it all
a wealth of righted wrongs
and a millionaire of hearts and songs
so long, it's not a price i wanna pay
such a lame hijack though splits and cracks
and fabrications, white and black, no grey
don't walk away today
-7/17/06
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TAKING NOTES BY THE RIVERSIDE
send me down to the riverside, baby
gonna sit and think about the times
and all the loss and confusion
in this tired mind
we gotta blow this mansion down
we gotta throw expansion out
we gotta sit and just forget
just forget what it's all about
and i wanna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna sit and think about it
all alone
send me down to the riverside, baby
gonna wait til it all comes crashing down
skippin' stones and burying the memory
of the wolves, the storms, and crowns
we gotta make good what's not right
and sympathize with empty nights
and just forget everything
that kept it out of the spotlight
and i wanna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna sit and think about it
all alone
send me down to the riverside, baby
gonna close my eyes, daydream a while
of all the playgrounds, friday nights
and easy smiles
we gotta push and push ahead
clear out the cobwebs from my head
and realize that nothing changes
but the words they never said
and i wanna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna waste my time
taking notes by the riverside
i'm gonna sit and think about it
all alone
-7/17/06
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Promenade
03:17
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PROMENADE
he sees the coming of the day
he writes in letters
some have come from far away
rolling on
to the beat of old work songs
sing along
if you know how it goes
she holds the key to every door
some she knows
and some, she don't know what they're for
rolling on
to the footsteps in the barn
come along
if you know where to go
we're playing in the yard
and the eagle sleeps
beneath this promenade
we send our shots around the sun
we barely graze it
but they're not the only ones
rolling on
through the riches and the scorn
break it down
only if you want to go
we're playing in the yard
and the eagle sleeps
beneath this promenade
they cross for certain in the rain
they slip and slide
and hide beneath the dull terrain
rolling on
when the highway cries it's song
sing along
if you know how it goes
-7/13/06
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Little Shadow
03:22
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LITTLE SHADOW
take me home, little shadow
i've seen you kicking underneath my feet
i've seen you on the sidewalks and the street
my friend
and i hope i get to see you again
sing a song, little shadow
i heard you in the corner with your tunes
i heard you in the alleys, bars, and rooms
my friend
and i hope i get to see you again
bring it on, my little shadow
you gave me everything i'd ever need
i never thought i'd have to see you go
my friend
and i hope i get to see you again
-7/10/06
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Over The Hill
04:31
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OVER THE HILL
over the hill - it seems like eternity
pushing and shoving
the fan threw the shit at the wall
and left it screaming right now
over the hill, dragging through infinity
pressing and driving
these nerves to the brink of it all
and left us screaming right now
breaking off
we've had enough
waking up
staring tough
shattering the mirrors
in our eyes
breaking down the barrier
surprised
at what we'd find
but we've seen it all
over the hill - push the love velocity
begging or pleading
these demons, we're on our knees
screaming at the memories
over the hill - missing all the tiniest
moments of solace and grace
for a momentary setback
screaming at it
breaking off
we've had enough
waking up
staring tough
shattering the mirrors
in our eyes
breaking down the barrier
surprised
at what we'd find
but we've seen it all
-7/17/06
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Sacred Sand
05:15
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SACRED SAND
she stops at nothing
sits down for a spell
she's got the gospel
she's got a map of hell
it's with her nimble fingers
on the edges of her hands
they're twisted like the ringer's
and blistered like cheyenne's
he takes a photograph
and sinks into the night
of bargain bins and alleyways
and the desparate parasites
she'd like to form a union
a host of snakes and spies
before they lead her to the dungeon
and relieve her of her eyes
she walks on pins and needles
every moment, every day
if only she remembered
but she looks the other way
he's got a cast of thousands
sitting patiently in queue
some are silent, some are older
and some of them look just like you
they skin their knees parading
every notion they can find
some are dull and some, charades
and some just smoke until they're blind
she's got a scant revival
brewing in her store-bought mind
it's not if she survives
or if she's wasted enough time
she's knows they're waiting
for the tuck-in-tail retreat
well, she could maybe fool them
if she could only find her feet
in the sand....
-7/18/06
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Lonely Bird
02:00
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LONELY BIRD, SITTIN' IN A TREE
i can see the rooftops
glitter in the haze
of the early morning mist
of a new dawned day
and the only sound
cutting the softening breeze
is a lonely bird, sitting in a tree
nothing is revealed
but nothing's hidden from view
i think of all the moments
i have spent with you
and i feel it in my solace
and i feel it it my knees
just a lonely bird, sitting in a tree
this heart's wide open
and my soul is never closed
to the sediment of hope
that wiggles inbetween my toes
and i'm whistling a mantra
to the one in front of me
just a lonely bird, sitting in a tree
wading through the moments
through the fog and through the rain
waiting for the sun
to shine on all of us again
it's the tiny things
that make it worth
the effort just to see
that lonely bird, sitting in a tree
-7/13/06
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WHAT IF YOU WANT THE RAIN
sing to the sky
to the woods and wanders-by
to the crush of the atmosphere
or the tears that well your eyes
it's a lonely song that sounds the same
everytime you sing about the rain
sing to the trees
to the scabs that dot your knees
to the long-lost lovers in the breeze
i only hear the pleasure of your pain
everytime you sing about the rain
sing to the times
to the ones who are still in line
for the last call or for the sun to shine
it might seem silly
when you wander down the drain
everytime you sing about the rain
sing to the losers
to the boozers or to the king
sing to the outlaw
who gave back everything
it's strange how we
keep each other sane
everytime we sing about the rain
-7/13/06
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THE GRAVITY TREE (part two)
now we're choppin' down the gravity tree
got no use for the anchor
got no use for the speed
if you look around
you'll find everything you need
in the ashes of the gravity tree
-7/13/06
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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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