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This House Has Ghosts
04:08
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Inside these silent walls lies a mystery
Of how our hopes and dreams have all but fleed
Soon as the papers were signed and they handed the keys
The foundation started crackin’ under our feet
We’ll chase these shadows across the wall and face these phantoms now
This house
This house has ghosts
Summer’s gold has turned to autumn’s cold
And the leaves have all turned shades of grey
These dusty blinds never did let the sun shine in
But we could make our own light in those days
These chains that once rattled 'cross the floor lay rusty now
This house
This house has ghosts
This house
This house has ghosts
This house
This house has ghosts
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Where the Warmth Is
03:07
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Where the warmth is
Where the warmth is
Can't blame you for switching sides
Where you once were, the heat has quickly subsided
Where the warmth is
Where the warmth is
This spot is empty inside me
Where once was a friendly smile is now faded demise
And now you go on to where you belong
We'll keep a spot beside the fire
Cause you can't go on for too, too long in this world
Without a little warmth
Where the warmth is
Where the warmth is
Is a place deep inside
So when you feel that chill, don’t let it break your stride
For I’ll always be, I will always be
Right by your side
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Rocky Road
04:29
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Is it true you are immune
When his words cut
And his lies bruise?
It's all a ruse
He brought you up
He’ll bring you down again
The cards are stacked, his hand is dealt
We can’t let him win
And it’s a rocky road that we go down
But if we’re bold, we’ll find some peace of mind
Though the pines may be aflame
And when the rains fall hard they will wash away our sins
When our masks are down, we can all begin again
When we know, it changes everything
We brought him up
We’ll bring him down again
His bags are packed, the season’s changed
He’s time’s at an end
And it’s a rocky road that we go down
But if we’re bold, we’ll find some peace of mind
Though the pines may be aflame
And when we crash the gates of this house they turned to grey
We can claim this land once again today
It’s been a rocky road and they’ve dragged us
Through the mud. The dust we can wash out
But the blood, it still remains
When we know, it changes everything
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Calypso's Blues
02:40
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Xmas In Quarantine
04:36
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I'm spending Xmas in Quarantine
Since all you freedom fighters arrived on the scene
So save your milk and cookies for your own fat mouth
Cause Santa Claus is skipping our house
My head is dead and buried in a wagon's rut
My throat has just been kicked in the nuts
Everyone I know is taking off this year
But you can't stand that string 'round your ears
Shops are all but shuttered in your shit hole town
You can't find a soul that isn't wearing a frown
Don't you try to hide behind a mask of fear
And bare a face of ignorance as you sip your beer
So we're spending Xmas in Quarantine
Since all you truth deniers have spoiled the scene
So shove this sack of coal down your privileged mouth
Cause Santa Claus is skipping your house
This year
They're making offers for the Dems to reject
Just keep on playing games while people go into debt
They're holding rallies in arenas of death
While the weak are choking on their final breath
The Covid Cousins are making a pact
Next year we're never looking back
But we're spending this Xmas in Quarantine
Since the super spreaders have sown their seeds
It won't take a muzzle to shut your mouth
Cause Santa Claus is skipping your fucking house this year
Cause Santa Claus is skipping your fucking house
Cause Santa Claus is skipping your fucking house
This year
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Passin' my days in a Kingston town
I got my own cure when I'm feeling down
I grow it outside my backdoor step
The sun shines down and I keep it wet
My brother come 'round, he want a favor
I give him my seed, he like the flavor
Before I know it, he wants more
Now the whole village wants that score
They took it away
They took it away
They took it away
They took it away
Passin' my days in a Kingston jail
The Man come around and he give me hell
They took me away for growing a weed
They don't know I still got my seed
They took it away
They took it away
They took it away
They took it away
Then one day my brothers come 'round
They took up arms and burned the jail to the ground
Passin' my days running from The Man
They took my weed but I got a seed in my hand
I took it away
I took it away
I took it away
I took it away
Ah yeah....
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I play until my fingers bleed...What's the point?
I'm given everything I need...What's the point?
All my thoughts I've shared I've thrown them in the air
And in this darkened room I pretend that I don't care
A man will believe only what his eyes can see
He's willing to concede a life of fallacy
I sing until my lips are dry...What's the point?
I'm spinning on this wheel of time...What's the point?
All the efforts I've shown, moot from the start
All my chances are blown, but hey it's a start
A man will believe only what his mind can conceive
His power has no bounds when his only truth is bought
I have everything I need but I want more
I guess you could call it greed, or an unsettled score
I've got the keys to the kingdom but all I want is you
But in this darkened room, I'll let you choose
A man will believe only what his eyes can see
His life has no bounds when his only truth is found
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I love to sit and watch the clouds roll by
It makes me feel like I am home again
I'm just sitting here knitting years of gold
Waiting for the rain to wash away my sin
I love to sit here in my field of green
My mind is muddy but my eyes are open wide
I've looked so long for a harbor from the storm
But I know I can no longer run and hide
The dawn has come and I'm headed home
And all my fears are fading fast
It's been so long I'm heading home
And all my fears are fading fast
I lose myself in time's grand complexity
I'm just wasting time it doesn't matter much to me
At the end of a brand new day
I've just realized it was meant to be this way
The dawn has come and I'm headed home
And all my fears are fading fast
It's been so long I'm heading home
And all my fears are fading fast
The dawn has come and I'm headed home
And all my fears are fading fast
It's been so long I'm heading home
And all my fears are fading fast
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Feels like I’ve been down in a hole
For these past few months
Thinking ‘bout all the loves we lost
And the times…we’ve had it rough
Feels like I’m stuck n a vise
And I can’t shake loose
Every time I see the light
It’s just a train come in to view
40 gallons of whiskey
A round for everyone
Let’s raise a glass and drink it fast
‘Cause livin’s just too fun…
40 gallons of whiskey
A drink for all my friends
Let’s toast to a brand new life
And pray this just won’t end
They say time can heal all wounds
But mine still do sting
I found out all too late
What a friend you were to me
My regrets, I’ve drowned in a bottle
But what’s done is done
It don’t change the fact
That I could have been the one…
So bring me…
40 gallons of whiskey
A round for everyone
Let’s raise a glass and drink it fast
‘Cause livin’s just too fun…
40 gallons of whiskey
A drink for all my friends
Let’s toast to a brand new life
And pray this just won’t end
Like a father you were
The one I needed the most
I was left on the side of the road
And you…you picked me up
Your secrets you kept hid
For all to see
You taught me to get busy livin’
As you laid dyin’
40 gallons of whiskey
A round for everyone
Let’s raise a glass and drink it fast
‘Cause livin’s just too fun…
40 gallons of whiskey
A drink for all my friends
Let’s toast to a brand new life
And pray this just won’t end
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Lately...
Lately..yeah yeah
Lately
I've been thinking 'bout my state of affairs
I feel
Another situation's in the air
Lately
I've been holding down my dying breath
I feel
That a nervous breakdown’s all I have left
But you know it can't last very long
And there's got to be some way
To pull myself out of the grave
That I've dug...yeah yeah
Lately
I've felt something clinging to my back
I think
That this little monkey should cut me some slack
Lately
I've been coming down with a strange disease
I feel
That a dose of hope is the right remedy
But you know it can't last very long
And there's got to be some way
To pull myself out of the grave
That I've dug...yeah yeah
On and on from now on
I'll let myself down
I've learned to take the bread as comes
Silently without trouble
Now I've come down to take my place
With the human race so low
It's not how high that I fly, but I far I have to fall
Lately...
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Sometimes I wonder aloud
At all the things I've seen in my life
Like hangin’ out at The One Night Stand
When I can't sleep at night
Thinkin' bout all the places I've known
And all the birds that have flown
Like Vegas on a Sunday night
All my chances are blown
Chorus:
But I know I won't be walking on down that road again
Once more I've realized loneliness is my only friend
Well I know, but that don't change anything
Some nights I sit alone
And drown in a bottle of gin
Reminisce about the good ol' days
And let the rain wash away my sins
The way star-crossed lovers collide
It nearly blinds my eyes
Like a train on a broken track
I get derailed all the time
But I know I won't be walking on down that road again
I’ve finally realized loneliness is my only friend
Well I know, but that don't change anything
The clock's ticking on the mantle shelf
It's time I was on my way
My bags are packed and the baggage checked
But the plane's done flown away
But I know I won't be walking on down that road again
I’ve finally I've realized loneliness is my only friend
Well I know, but that don't change anything
Well I know, but that don't change anything
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Rick F. Fontaine Dallas, Texas
Dallas-based guitar player, singer and writer of weird songs.
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