Everybody Needs A Home

Everybody needs a home
A place to come in from the rain
When the sun is headed down
There's a light on in that place
When you can't see your lucky stars
And the wind starts blowing cold
You can hear your mother pray
Everybody needs a home

So bring it down one more time
We will toast a lost and wasted life
And when the evening comes to a close
You will know that everybody needs a home

Everybody needs a bed
A place to lie awake and think
About what's eating them alive
And the joy in suffering
Pull the sheets over your face
Close your eyes and breathe in deep
And you will hear a still small voice
Say everybody needs a bed

Bring it down one more time
We will toast a lost and wasted life
When it all comes up to a head
You can say everybody needs a bed

Everybody needs a friend
To tell the truth when lies are small
Beginners luck will soon run out
And our pride will kill us all
Hear the rain fall on the roof
Have one more shot and go to bed
When you wake up in the night
Know everybody needs a bed

Bring it down one more time
We will toast a lost and wasted life
And when the music comes to an end
Just remember everybody needs a friend

I Want To Go Home

Out in the field working hard for my wage

I've got a car that needs gas, I've got bills that need paying

Keep on moving down the rows, but the question still remains

What's the reason for the madness that I'm living in today

And I'm tired now. I want to go home.

The grass always keeps growing and the burden never stops

I have lost my motivation but there's no pride in giving up

Keep the faith, don't stop believing, I wandered from the fold of God

And there's no reason to imagine anyone knows that I'm gone

But I'm tired now. I want to go home.

I've been thinking about my past and everything that I've done wrong

Oh I never could imagine I would have been gone for so long

My heart has grown so heavy and my eyes have grown so old

There's no way I could remember who I was so long ago

But I'm tired now. I want to go home.

Nobody Cares

I guess I'm having a hard time
Coming to terms with the fact
That nobody cares about what I do
I make my way to the kitchen
And my heart is like a fan
Where every blade
Cuts right through you

And I see the man that I want to be
And he's lying on the floor
He says, "It don't matter.
I'm not gonna try any more.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue

Yesterday is all over and tomorrow's not around
And today is a bore
I'm so lazy
I take the long way home
And my heart is like a cloud that floats away
In the breeze

And I see the man that I used to be
Driving in a passing car
He says, "It don't matter.
You never would have gone very far.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue

I see the man that I want to be
He's walking down the road
He says, "It don't matter.
You're never gonna shake off that load.
And if words don't mean that much to you,
What the hell are you looking for?"
I got no clue

Dig A Little Deeper

Dig A Little Deeper

When I'm alone I reminisce
And carry on conversations
With myself
I need a friend to ease my mind
And to assure me that life
Only gets better from here

Got to dig a little deeper
Got to keep on going

Take the word and make it yours
Nail your convictions to the door
Of the church house downtown
I'm rarely right but what is wrong
With wanting somewhere to belong
I'm not afraid to speak my mind

Got to dig a little deeper
Got to keep on going

And they say ask and you will receive
If you ask for the right things
There's a door that's opening
Where it leads is a mystery

Cold, Cold World

I'm trying to get more serious about songwriting, and the only way I know how to do that it to be serious about writing songs. Makes sense, right?

Cold, Cold World

Up in the morning when the light hits my face
I can't remember how I got in this place
The blanket's warm and the shadows are long
The window's open and the fire has burned out

I wash my hands to forget what I did
The night is easy, but nothing good ever is
I lost my faith in the bright colored lights of the city
And she never learned my name

You'll get up and get out of here
If you know what's good for you

Walking down Broad in the middle of the night
So many people with an empty look in their eyes
I get the feeling that they're feeling like me
But all I can think is I got nothing to tell them

You'll get up and get out of here
If you know what's good for you

It's a cold, cold world we're living in
Where it's so damn hard to find a friend

It's All Wrong

Life began with greater hopes
Then you found me lying on the floor
In a room painted black
With sheets over the windows
This is the hand that I've been dealt
And I can't change it any more
Than the Earth can change its course around the sun
Or the moon can change its color

I will walk along this road
And I will sing a sad song
All I've ever really known
Is it's all wrong

I was told when I was young
That if I never did no wrong
That the Lord up in Heaven would make sure
I was never left alone
He's been waiting twenty years
For me to return
But it's hard to find a way back home
When every bridge I crossed has burned

I will walk along my road
And I will sing a sad song
All I've ever really known
Is it's all wrong

Another bottle in a bag
Another night under the stars
When my past comes back to me
I stick a needle in my arm
There's a pain I can't forget
It took me far from my home
I'll fall asleep beside the fire
It keeps me warm when I'm alone

I will walk along this road
And I will sing a sad song
All I've ever really known
Is I'm all wrong

When It Falls Down

When It Falls Down

I've never been known as a fool
But I've been known for being wrong
I really need to let you know
I've loved you all along

When the darkness closes in
And the light hides from my face
Would you remind me once again
You're my joy in this place

When it all falls down
Will you still lay down
Right beside me?

I'm not good at very much
I'm no master of a trade
But I can give you all the love
That I can make

I've never seen too far ahead
But I see too well behind
And all I really need to see
Is that you are mine

When it all falls down
Will you still lay down
right beside me?

When it all comes down
Will you lay in the ground
Right beside me?

Re-write

I believe it was John Lennon who said, "Life is what happens while you're busy making other plans." From my point of view, however, it seems that life is what happens while you're wishing you were doing something else. I guess that's pretty similar, but maybe it isn't? Who knows?

In other news, I took another shot at a song I wrote several months ago, and I think it turned out better this time. Maybe if I wish enough, I'll make the time to actually record a demo and maybe even let someone hear it eventually. Anyway, here it is:

Keep On Walking

I've been following the map lines, searching for a road sign,
Trying to find my way home.
Like a boy who jumps a freight train, like a book without an ending,
I'm searching for peace, and if I could ever fall asleep,
My head would stop spinning and maybe I could listen,
And know that I am on my way.

Somebody told me the Bible says Christ had nowhere to lay his head,
So I guess in some small way I know how Jesus felt.

I just killed another weekend feeling the grass beneath my feet,
In the yard of the house where I was raised.
There were people all around me, and they said they were my family,
And I got sick, and wished that things would never change.

Somebody told me the Bible says Christ was tempted for forty days,
So I guess in some small way I know how Jesus felt.

Keep on walking. Don't look back. Keep on moving. You can't change the past.

Somebody told me the Bible says Christ was mocked for what he did,
So I guess in some small way I know how Jesus felt.