Friday, November 1, 2013

Fly Into The Sun, Lou Reed, By David Hubbard


I would not run from the holocaust
I would not run from the bomb
I'd welcome the chance to meet my maker
and fly into the sun


Fly into the sun
fly into the sun
I'd break up into million pieces
and fly into the sun


I would not run from the blazing light
I would not run from its rain
I'd see it as an end to misery
as an end to worldly pain


An end to worldly pain
an end to worldly pain
I'd shine by the light of the unknown moment
to end this worldly pain


And fly into the sun
fly into the sun
I'd shine by the light of the unknown moment
and fly into the sun


The earth is weeping, the sky is shaking
the stars split to their core
And every proton and unnamed neutron
is fusing in my bones


And an unnamed mammal is darkly rising
as man burns from his tomb
And I look at this as a blissful moment
to fly into the sun


Fly into the sun
fly into the sun
I'd burn up into a million pieces
and fly into the sun


To end this mystery
answer my mystery
I'd look at this as a wondrous moment
to end this mystery


Fly into the sun
fly into the sun
I'd break up into a million pieces
and fly into the sun

Sunday, October 20, 2013

"Salt", The National, By David Hubbard


"Salt", The National, By David Hubbard

Don't make me read your mind
You should know me better than that
It takes me too much time
You should know me better than that
You're not that much like me
You should know me better than that
We have different enemies
You should know me better than that


I should leave it alone but you're not right
I should leave it alone but you're not right


Can't you write it on the wall?
You should know me better than that
There's no room to write it all
You should know me better than that
Can you turn the TV down?
You should know me better than that
There's too much crying in the sound
I should know you better than that


I should leave it alone but you're not right
I should leave it alone but you're not right
I should live in salt for leaving you behind
Behind


Think about something so much
You should know me better than that
Start to slide out of touch
You should know me better than that
Tell yourself it's all you know
You should know me better than that
Learn to appreciate the void
You should know me better than that


I should live in salt for leaving you behind
Behind
I should live in salt for leaving you behind
Behind
I should live in salt for leaving you behind
Behind

Saturday, September 14, 2013

Songs I Wish I Wrote: "A Better Place To Be" Harry Chapin


\It was an early morning bar room and the place just opened up
And the little man came in so fast and started at his cups
And the broad who served the whiskey was a big old friendly girl
Who tried to fight her empty nights by smiling at the world
And she said “Hey Bub, it’s been awhile since you’ve been around.
Where the hell you been hiding and why you look so down.”
Well, the little man just sat there, like he’d never heard a sound…

The waitress, she gave out with a cough, and acting not the least put off, she spoke once again...
She said, “I don’t want to bother you, consider it’s understood,
And I know I ‘m not no beauty queen, but I sure can listen good.”
Then the little man took his drink in his hand and raised it to his lips
He took a couple of sips, and then he told the waitress this story.

“I am the midnight watch man down at Miller’s Tool & Die
And I watch the metal rusting.  I watch the time go by.”
A week ago at the diner, I stopped to get a bite,
And this here lovely lady, she sat two seats to my right
And Lord, Lord, Lord….Lord, Lord, Lord….she was alright

Well she was so damned beautiful, she could warm a winter frost
But she looked plumb past lonely, and well night unto lost
Now I’m not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up-easy guy
But I decided to glide on over, and give here one good try
And Lord, Lord, Lord, ...Lord, Lord, Lord,... she was worth a try

I was tongue tied like a school boy, I stammered out some words
It did not seem to matter much cause I don’t think she heard
She just looked clear on through me to a space inside my head
And shamed me into silence, when quietly she said
“If you want me to come with you, well, that’s all right with me
‘Cause I know I’m going nowhere, and anywhere’s a better place to be.”

Well, I drove her back to my boarding house and I took her up to my room
And  went to turn on the only light that brightened up the gloom
But she said, “Please leave the light off, cause I don’t mind the dark.”
And as the clothes all tumbled ‘round her, I could hear my heart..

The moonlight shown upon her as she lay back in my bed
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real
And when I tried to tell her, she said,

“Shsssssss, I know just how your feel.”

“And if you want to come here with me, well that’s all right with me
“Cause I been oh so lonely, loving someone is a better way to be..”
Anywhere’s a better place to be.

The morning came so swiftly as I held her in my arms,
And she slept like a baby, warm and safe from harm
I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood
So before she woke I went out to buy us both some food
I came back with my paper bag to find that she was gone
She’d left a six word letter, saying...
“It’s time that I moved on…”

You know the waitress, she took her bar rag and wiped it across her eyes
And when she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh
She said “I wish that I was beautiful or that you were half-way blind.
“And I wish I weren’t so goddamned fat...I wish that you were mine.
And I wish that you’d come with me when I leave for home
Cause we both know all about loneliness and living all alone.”

And the little man looked at the empty glass in his hand
And smile a crooked grin, he said, I..I guess I’m out of gin
And I know we both have been so lonely….
And if you want me to come with you, well that’s alright with me
Cause I know I’m going no where and anywhere’s a better place to be
Anywhere’s a better place to be….




Saturday, September 7, 2013

Songs I Wish I'd Wrote: "Elephant", Jason Isbell


She said Andy you're better than your past,
winked at me and drained her glass,
cross-legged on the barstool, like nobody sits anymore.
She said Andy you're taking me home,
but I knew she planned to sleep alone.
I'd carry her to bed and sweep up the hair from the floor

If I had fucked her before she got sick
I'd never hear the end of it
she don't have the spirit for that now

We drink these drinks and laugh out loud,
bitch about the weekend crowd,
and try to ignore the elephant somehow
somehow

She said Andy you crack me up,
Seagrams in a coffee cup,
sharecropper eyes and her hair almost all gone.
When she was drunk she made cancer jokes,
she made up her own doctor's notes,
surrounded by her family, I saw that she was dying alone.

I'd sing her classic country songs
and she'd get high and sing along.
She don't have much voice to sing with now

We'd burn these joints in effegy,
cry about what we used to be,
and try to ignore the elephant somehow.
Somehow

I buried her a thousand times,
giving up my place in line,
but I don't give a damn about that now

There's one thing that's real clear to me,
no one dies with dignity.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
We just try to ignore the elephant somehow.
Somehow.
Somehow.

Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/jason-isbell/elephant-lyrics/#Yk8bz4F7VzBHRw7H.99 

Monday, September 2, 2013

Songs I Wish I Wrote: Live Oak, Jason Isbell



There's a man who walks beside me
It is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him
and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pinin' for
on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things
I'm living now ?
I was rougher than a timber
shippin' out of Fond du Lac
When I headed south at 17
ol' sheriff on my back
I never held a lover in my arms or in my gaze
So I found another victim every couple days
But the night I fell in love with her
I made my weakness known
Through the fires and the farmers diggin' dusty fields alone
The jealous innuendos of the lonely hearted men
Let me know what kind of country I was sleeping in
Well you couldn't stay a loner
on the plains before the war
My neighbors had been slightin' me
I had to ask what for
Rumors of my wickedness had reached our little town
Soon she'd heard about the boys I used to hang around
We'd robbed a Great Lakes freighter,
killed a couple men or more
And I told her her eyes flickered like the sharp steel of a sword
All the things that she'd suspected
I'd expected her to fear
Was the truth that drew her to me when I landed here
There's a man who walks beside me
he is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me
And I wonder who she's pinin' for
on nights I'm not around
Could it be the man who did the things
I'm living down ?
Well I carved a cross from live oak
and a box from shortleaf pine
Buried her so deep
she touched the water table line
I picked up what I needed
and I headed south again
To myself I wondered
would I find another friend
There's a man who walks beside her,
it is who I used to be
And I wonder if she sees him and confuses him with me.

Read more at http://www.songlyrics.com/jason-isbell/live-oak-lyrics/#jQVddopr9K08VvcV.99 

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Digging Up Bones, David Hubbard







"Diggin' Up Bones" is the title of a song written by Paul Overstreet, Al Gore and Nat Stuckey, and recorded by American country music artist Randy Travis. It was released in July 1986 as the third single from his album Storms of Life. It peaked at number-one in both the United States and Canada.[1]


Last night I dug your picture out from our old dresser drawer
I set it on the table and I talked to it 'til four
I read some old love letters right up 'til the break of dawn
Yeah I've been sittin' alone diggin' up bones



Then I went through the jewelery and I found our wedding rings
I put mine on my finger and I gave yours a fling
across this lonely bedroom of our recent broken home
Yeah tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones


I'm diggin' up bones, I'm diggin' up bones
Exhuming things that’s better left alone
I'm resurrecting memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones


And I went through the closet and I found some things in there
Like that pretty neglige that I bought you to wear
And I recall how good you looked each time you had it on
Yeah tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones


I'm diggin' up bones, I'm diggin' up bones
Exhuming things that’s better left alone
I'm resurrecting memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones


I'm diggin' up bones, I'm diggin' up bones
Exhuming things that’s better left alone
I'm resurrecting memories of a love that's dead and gone
Yeah tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones



Saturday, August 3, 2013

The Cure: Love Song, Craig Hubbard...





Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again


Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again


However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you


Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again


However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you

Saturday, May 25, 2013

L A County, Lyle Lovett, by Craig Hubbard





L A County, Lyle Lovett, by Craig Hubbard




She left Dallas for California
With an old friend by her side
Well he did not say much
But one year later
He'd ask her to be his wife


And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're driving through the hours
With an old friend at your side


One year later I left Houston
With an old friend by my side
Well it did not say much
But it was a beauty
Of a coal black .45


And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're driving through the hours
With an old friend at your side


So I drove on all the day long
And I drove on through the night
And I thought of her a'waiting
For to be his blushing bride


And the lights of L.A. County
They looked like diamonds in the sky
As I drove into the valley
With my old friend at my side


And as she stood there at the altar
All dressed in her gown of white
Her face was bright as stars a'shining
Like I'd dreamed of all my life


And they kissed each other
And they turned around
And they saw me standing in the aisle
Well I did not say much
I just stood there watching
As that .45 told them goodbye

And the lights of L.A. County
Are a mighty pretty sight
When you're kneeling at the altar
With an old friend at your side

And the lights of L.A. County
Look like diamonds in the sky
When you're kneeling at the altar
With an old friend at your side



Sunday, May 12, 2013

I Hung My Head, Sting, By Craig Hubbard

I Hung My Head, Sting, By Craig Hubbard




Early one morning
With time to kill
I borrowed Jebb's rifle
And sat on a hill
I saw a lone rider
Crossing the plain
I drew a bead on him
To practice my aim

My brother's rifle
Went off in my hand
A shot rang out
Across the land
The horse, he kept running
The rider was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I set off running
To wake from the dream
My brother's rifle
Went into the sheen
I kept on running
Into the south lands
That's where they found me
My head in my hands

The sheriff he asked me
Why had I run
And then it came to me
Just what I had done
And all for no reason
Just one piece of lead
I hung my head  
I hung my head

Here in the court house
The whole town was there
I see the judge
High up in the chair
Explain to the court room
What went on in your mind
And we'll ask the jury
What verdict they find

I felt the power
Of death and life
I orphaned his children
I widowed his wife
I begged their forgiveness
I wish I was dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I hung my head
I hung my head

Early one morning
With time to kill
I see the gallows
Up on a hill
And out in the distance
A trick of the brain
I see a lone rider
Crossing the plain

And he'd come to fetch me
To see what they'd done
And we'd ride together
To kingdom come
I prayed for god's mercy
For soon I'd be dead
I hung my head
I hung my head

I hung my head
I hung my head

Theme [edit]

The story is told from the point of view of a young man who takes his brother's rifle out onto the hill one morning. As a rider crosses the plain, the singer takes aim ("I drew a beadon him; to practice my aim.") The rifle goes off in his hands, killing the rider.
The man runs to the salt lands, throwing the rifle into a stream. (The Cash cover changes "salt lands" to "south lands", and "stream" to "sheen". Sting supposed the latter was due to a misprint in the lyrics Cash was using.[1]) He is discovered by a sheriff, and is struck by the realization of what he has done.
He is brought before a judge and jury, where he begs forgiveness and wishes he was dead. Awaiting execution on the gallows, he sees as a "trick of the brain" the rider return, so that they will ride together "till kingdom come". The man prays to God for mercy.

Compositional structure [edit]

The song is written in compound time 9/8.[2] The curious offbeat rhythm has the effect of alternating 5-beat and 4-beat bars. The drum beat is syncopated, on the 3rd and 8th beats. In the Johnny Cash cover, the signature of the song was changed to standard 4/4.