World Waits For You Son Volt

When the world wants right and wrong Could you break me the news If I asked you to lie Would you tell me the truth In this darkest hour A brave face will break soon The world waits for you The world waits

Back Into Your World Son Volt

"Living for the moment It flashes and fades And takes you down Familiar deserted byways Shelf-stored memories Lead you where you been No long ago And guess who's guessing now?

Loose String Son Volt

One-way streets and square one The answers don't come from any one direction Not a care in the world, no better way to go It's fine here, watching it go down Half the trouble's in the asking And I know

Hanging Blue Side Son Volt

sidetracked blind Different point of view from far away Sidetracked blind, strung out Just living between the lines The blues have shown and kidnapped your heart away Didn't think it would happen, now I know you

Medication Son Volt

Living on medication Don't wanna know what I've done Place to place, on the run Living on medication Living on medication Wanted to slow the world down Make a break concentrate on Different solution Realization

Atmosphere Son Volt

trail Translate the faces Wash off the dust Smoke plume twilight American tears Prairie-burnt eyes tell the hell and break through the lens Feed the buildings by the coast a flagrant dance Wounded in the world

Jet Pilot Son Volt

Jet pilot for the day, washed his sins away Loves to see the rangers play His daddy has a job in Washington Wants to raise a Harvard son Junior liked to let his hair down Only trouble is word gets around

Creosote Son Volt

"Passing under barren skies Waiting for our worlds to collide, and there you are All alone Feeling bad Interstate movin' again Barrel through thick and thin, side by side To survive like creosote Born

Who Son Volt

mast the senses Shaking your own brand of rhyme Shaking your own brand of rhyme On wide avenues the air moves the sound Cruising around Who makes the minutes move The postmeridian new Who Who else but you

Straightface Son Volt

the new day Send 'em out from the castle on high Talk is talk, solely in your mind Claim-stake the final words What goes around is knocking at your front door Straightface, you're wrapped in High-flown for

Live Free Son Volt

Looking for the right kind of live free or die... I want to see your smile through a pay phone The season has changed I want to see you in it The lights that shine are caustic without you.

Endless War Son Volt

Brought up in the neighborhood without dreams Brought up in the neighborhood around death We all discover the right time to open our eyes Still trying to understand How another wrong makes a right The world

Chaos Streams Son Volt

The faces we carried broke apart Believe in the powered distance fade From the dying dust a marauding shine For the shedded skin and soul Smile upon the chaos streams Turning point calm awaits you Stop

Ten Second News Son Volt

When you find what matters is what you feel It arrives, and it disappears Driving down sunny 44 highway There's a beach there known for cancer waiting to happen When you're out across the county line The

Blind Hope Son Volt

"Spend a million dream days; shook the hand of time, served gods Waited around the display, saw no revelation No good to go feet first, all distraction and hesitation With a bucket for the leakage, brackish

Windfall Son Volt

Now and then it keeps you running It never seems to die The trail's spent with fear Not enough living on the outside Never seem to get far enough Staying in between the lines Hold on to what you can Waiting

Streets That Time Walks Son Volt

The beliefs from the status quo picture drop down like from a drip dispenser Leaving too many paths that lead to one-way talk with only the darkness Sun breaks on a buffer-zone madness fleeing ghosts for

Tear Stained Eye Son Volt

Walking down Main Street Getting to know the concrete Looking for a purpose from a neon sign I would meet you anywhere the western sun meets the air We'll hit the road, never looking behind Can you deny

Cemetery Savior Son Volt

"You could change your ways Living long enough to stay But you're leavin' before the day breaks Your proving ground is strange Your proving ground is strange No pain, no need to blink You say it's better

No More Parades Son Volt

way the hinge turns, just half way round Believe it all first, finally flickers out No mood anymore, hold up, hammer down the stake No more parades Got to know a friend with a think tank and a farm and you

Too Early Son Volt

Mileage has taken its toll Paid it with lines to show You've had your fill of asphalt Cough tremors, and smoke-filled doors Look like the habit controls you You look like you need a rest You've made it

Picking Up The Signal Son Volt

"We've been through the thick Straightaways after Dragged for days on end Turning away from faster Downshifting low Reaches a point you know But I can't complain 'cause I know you're around Keeping with

Route Son Volt

while the city bleeds all over itself Over the falls in a barrel is where the answers have gone And it's now or never, too close to the latter We're all living proof that nothing lasts And it's here for

Left A Slide Son Volt

"Pattern doesn't match Pictures fall from their base Pulling out of the race Put up the red flag Matters close at hand Cross over the land You get so diffused You wanna kiss the ground Leave no sound Take

Ipecac Son Volt

Happy hair with fashion eye Climbed up the Ivory Tower Just forgot what the game was for Just forgot what the game was for Sing the streets of silence Have to fight the way From the bone cook up the morning

Right on Through Son Volt

"Waking brow, descending sun To scenes that strum, still sawing away Break for the wayward and for the stranger We're all in this danger, said the screed on the wall.

Medicine Hat Son Volt

There will be teachers that die by their own hand Pundits that push headlong for atonement Friends and followers devoted to living.

Bandages & Scars Son Volt

what to do then The words of Woody Guthrie ringing in my head Blame it on the system Those that came before Updated consciousness Knocking on doors Piecemeal solutions will only leave scars Bandages for

Carry You Down Son Volt

Can you share the news, the lowdown, what has happened? There's intrigue and passion of a murdering sort.

Catching on Son Volt

Can't find a reason Can't find a way Guess it's not you and me Only dogs have their day Another case of words that melt It's not a question of right Nightmares in broad daylight Season crash, season burn

Caryatid Easy Son Volt

"And I remember one faded summer And I remember the curtain call Waiting outside, watching the time fly Way you roll the dice Leaves my eyes There is no way to hide You live inside my mind You play A caryatid

6 String Belief Son Volt

Written about to death Around for another breath The cops will run The masses will flow Killed by consolidation Killed by saturation The underground will correct With reaction rebellion Rock and roll around

Question Son Volt

It's a question of you. Thoughts careen till I can't stand up Where's the crime in a streak of bad luck?

Out of the Picture Son Volt

You may be quite sure you know where you're going But sooner or later you're out of the picture Too many lost names, too many rules to the game Better find a focus or you're out of the picture Somewhere

Last Minute Shakedown Son Volt

"You're constantly defining what's left A half-empty bottle of beer Your misses, match-ups And now here A weight lifted, a weight on the next Some days you don't know why And high a-bove it's all clear

Dead Man's Clothes Son Volt

"Who do you answer to? No one there, just pride. Will that water mix with blood To make the hollow man decide? No more dead tides, or red tides Wash over in this dream.

Drown Son Volt

close now to change it Fool's gold is lighter anyway When in doubt, move on, no need to sort it out You're with me now, will be again All other points in between And I want to find the right side of you

Been Set Free Son Volt

Ten minutes turned blood cold And I leave this earthly ground My life's been a burden Now I'm going home I've been loaded down Now I've been set free Farewell family, everyone I've known I lived within you

Way Down Watson Son Volt

"Put whiskey on the woundsSalt the glass and say goodbyeNo feel-good scenes to bring it backJust falling brick and broken glassWrecking-ball operatorTwenty years pulling the leverAnd these windows ...

Driving the View Son Volt

"From different levelsJust pieces togetherNever had a fallThat didn't burn with laughterLiving it downJust enough time to revelAll this talk aboutThe machine and what it meansOn the street side wal...

Flow Son Volt

"Wasted air, breathe so lowSame old politics of showJust don't find it the same as I leave itStill in the flowStill in the flow and I'm low to the groundJust wanna bring it aboutAlready seen from t...

Afterglow 61 Son Volt

Hannibal's son saw the Gold Rush, Saw the Civil War done, Then settled down some On Highway 61. There's no reason to feel downhearted. There's music in the wheels. There to be found.

Gramophone Son Volt

Three generations can't be wrongRoll around roll around with their favorite songsVinyl disc with power to hypnotizeVisions of blues and jump and jiveColors in sound jump outSitting by the gramophon...

Dangerous 220 Volt

hour Beginning to feel the raging power Making me d the things That I've been missing Like when I'm lonely, weary or down I take any wheels and head out of town Away from a scene full of compromises You

Putnam County Tom Waits

elbowed up at the counter with mixed feelings over mixed drinks As Bubba and the Roadmasters moaned in pool hall concentration And, and knit their brows to cover the entire Hank Williams songbook whether you

ATHENA 솔루션스 (THE SOLUTIONS)

see the world is dead inside again?

Misery Is the River of the World Tom Waits

pail God builds a church The devil builds a chapel Like the thistles that are growing 'round the thrunk of a tree All the good in the world You can put inside a thimble And still have room for

TWELVE VOLT MAN Jimmy Buffett

I never got a grip in penmanship Could never make those small l's flow Seldom found the trick to arithmetic Three plus two be faux pas But ask for some palm trees Or tales from the South Seas

Eye To Eye 220 Volt

Playing with my torment heart I know the games you like Lead me to the precious part And then turn out the light Anybody, anybody there My body's anybody there My body's taking off My mind is going nowhere

Still In Love 220 Volt

You came like a stranger, the way strangers do You left me and still I’m so busy thinking of you Now I know what it's like to want you What it's like when you're not here Now I know I could've done without