1. |
Solitary Man
02:59
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It's a time lapse study of a sidewalk cafe
Expressions turning over as the moment strays
Through the ever changing crowd, but one face stays
It's the image of a solitary man
Chairs fill up with shadows, words fade on the wind
He pulls his coat around him like along lost friend
His feet are cold and restless and his heart is made of tim
The spitting image of a solitary man
Interrupted harmony, an unfinished tune
The moon's howling at you, but he'll be leaving soon
As the camera pans the street around your routine and your plans
You can look for your reflection in that solitary man
Solitary man
It's a time lapse study of the colors of the sky
Glass and metal rectangles, water mountains sailing by
Distorted, but it's clear perspective's only in the eye
Like the image of a solitary man
Solitary man
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2. |
New Kind of Blue
04:14
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There we were the same old thing
Talk and cry and laugh and sing
Every room the same four walls
Conformity's convention halls
But I'm a new kind of blue
Towers reaching for the sky
Airplanes crash and thousands die
Some shake fists some heads shake "why?"
All ask God for an alibi
But I'm a new kind of blue
The sky's not crying it's laughing at you
Little red rooster don't know what to do
Looking at the world through a new kind of blue
Feel these pins they stick in me
Voodoo doll economy
Credit cards and gasoline
Time to grease their war machine
But I'm a new kind of blue
Right time fly down from above
Night time with the one I love
Give me back my song to sing
I'm sick of this old new blue thing
The sky's not crying it's laughing at you
Little red rooster don't know what to do
Looking at the world through a new kind of blue
A new kind of blue
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3. |
Pile of Woe
04:27
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Come on, baby, stop your crying
You know you shouldn't bother so
Didn't your mama ever tell you
This world's a pile of woe
What's been born is busy dying
Our fortunes with the four winds blow
Don't dread the night, don't fear tomorrow
Don't let this bed of sorrow grow
You're the dreamy light of a deep wood in its drifting autumn hue
Please don't take my comfort and go
But let's break new ground together and turn it over slow
Plowing this pile of woe
Wild flowers in a green field
Purple, yellow, white, and blue
Wicked weed forever creeping
Weeping willow's crying, too
Some mother's lost her daughter
Some brother's lost his guiding light
Who hears the silent shadows wailing
In the hollow of the night?
But if you bring a sweet song on a bright afternoon
And meet me at the head of a row
We'll sing it shade to shade all up and down the tune
Plowing this pile of woe
Pile of woe
The whole world's a mess of trouble
But I'm looking out for rain
With every grain of hope I sow
Plowing this pile of woe
They say we two are too different
You're a jewel, I'm a thief
But a thief takes for the taking
And I want you to keep
They say we don't have money
But what we've got's what they don't know
This bed of ease, our rock of ages
Where sweet and silver waters flow
And if King Solomon could marry the Pharaoh's daughter
Why can't I marry you who I love so
Take your hand along the sand and walk beside the waters
That wash this pile of woe
Pile of woe
The whole world's a mess of trouble
But I'm looking out for rain
With every grain of hope I sow
Plowing this pile of woe
Plowing this pile of woe
Pile of woe
The whole world's a mess of trouble
But I'm looking out for rain
With every grain of hope I sow
Plowing this pile of woe
Come on, baby, stop your crying
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4. |
Written In Stone
03:45
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Red sky evening in an old river town
Things get quiet as the sun goes down
Till it's just you and the night
And the moon on the hill
And the wisdom of the water
Running deep and still
It tells a story from the mountain
That talks about the sea
A water song sung in rocky harmony
Of every raindrop that's fallen
Every wind that's blown
It's the story of the river and it's written in stone
But it's getting hard to hear that river any more
For the highway's hum and the engine's roar
But high in the mountain
Where the wise man goes alone
Every river tells a story
That's written in stone
It's carved out its record through the rock and sand
With the gentle touch of a loving hand
Of how it's served and preserved us
As our own life's blood
Left us dry as a bone and lost in the flood
And how we've used and abused it
And turned it to rain
That burns the leaves off the trees
That once stood on its banks
And how we threaten our children
And filthy its flow
And I've heard that river saying
We'll reap what we sow
Now I'm no Moses
And there's no burning bush in sight
But I've seen the waterfall in its shimmering light
And high in the mountains
Where the wise man goes alone
Every river tells a story
That's written in stone
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5. |
Stand Up Straight
04:23
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You see me shrugging my shoulders
Shaking my head
Twisting my hips
Out stretching my legs
I'm not losing my mind
Or looking for cover
I'm just wondering if one leg
Might be shorter than the other
I'm just tyring to stand up straight
It's not some new dance craze
But I wish that it was
Might be the next sensation
Cause a big fuss
But right now I'm just trying
To find the right track
From my neck on down
To my sacroiliac
I'm just tyring to stand up straight
I'm just trying to stand up straight
Now what is it that makes you
Slump in your chair
Or hang your head
In a groundward stare
Well, all I'd like to do
Is hold my head up
Without sticking my nose
In the air
But some days I walk around
Big smile on my face
Proud of myself
And the whole human race
But then I get weary
And I feel myself start to tip
I've got to pull myself together
And get a grip
JUst to try to stand up straight
Just to try to stand up straight
Some people seem to find it easy
To hold themselves erect
Got no buckle in their knees
No crick in their neck
No pain, no shame,
No worry, no doubt
Now I wonder if they know
What I'm talking about
Is it some bad habit
Or extra gravity
That's been twisting my mind
Twisting my body
I won't let it be said
I've got no spine
So if you see me twisting and turning
Looking like I'm about to unwind
I'm just trying to stand up straight
I'm just trying to stand up straight
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6. |
In The Meantime
04:41
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A late night call
You spill it all
Your new start
Just fell apart
What do you hope to see?
Sympathy?
Well, that suits me fine
Just don't ask for mine
In the meantime
In the meantime
You lie out loud
You're even proud
You think that you're smart
But that's no art
What have you ever done
But hit and run?
It doesn't make sense
And it should make me sad
It doesn't make me crazy
But I'm getting mad
Now your old game
Is in freeze-frame
In the meantime
In the meantime
So who do you think that the show is for?
Can't you even touch your life any more?
Your kind of talk is worse than cheap
Isn't there just one thing that you'd like to keep
In the meantime?
In the meantime
If anyone could help you you know that I would
But I don't know a thing that would do any good
You're a played hand
So what have you planned
In the meantime?
In the meantime
In the meantime
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7. |
Lookin' For A Vein
03:13
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Life is hard I know
It is everywhere you go
But you can't see the sunshine for the rain
And it sure is sad
To see you look and feel so bad
When you've spent your life running from the pain
And now you're only lookin' for a vein
You could dance, you could smoke
You could laugh and tell a joke
And I never did once hear you complain
But once that heroin
Got in underneath your skin
Your life just did never feel the same
And now you're only lookin' for a vein
Now I know all the times you tried to quit
How you thought you could just fool around with it
But the longing for that long gone train
Chugging through your brain
Is your ball and chain
Your my friend, my friend
You will be to the end
But there's one thing that time just won't explain
Why you spend yours looking for a vein
Now I used to think
That you didn't need to drink
That you were only having too much fun
But it ain't fun no more
When you're falling on the floor
And all because you're struggling 'gainst the strain
Of the thing that keeps you lookin' for a vein
And I don't mean to preach
But every spot within your reach
Has been shot so full of holes that it's insane
And it can't feel so good
To look like a piece of wood
That's been banged and scarred and cut against the grain
And now you're only lookin' for a vein
Now I know all the times you tried to quit
How you thought you could just fool around with it
But the longing for that long gone train
Chugging through your brain
Is your ball and chain
Your my friend, my friend
You will be to the end
But there's one thing that time just won't explain
Why you spend yours looking for a vein
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8. |
Sing Along With Me
03:54
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I'm the guy at the stop light
Banging on the dashboard
Rolling down the highway
Tunes cranked and gas floored
But since country went pop
Pop music's headed south
And I can't take the words
They're trying to put in my mouth
Becasue I grew up singing with the radio
But now I'm grown I wanna know
Why won't the radio
Why won't the radio
Oh, why won't the radio
Sing along with me?
Now I don't care a thing
For no stinking MTV
Those muscle girls and pretty boys
Never meant a thing to me
Market-analyzed playlist
Computerized DJ
Tell me who died
And made him boss anyway
'Cause I grew up singing with the radio
But now I'm grown I wanna know
Why won't the radio
Why won't the radio
Oh, why won't the radio
Sing along with me?
Sing along with me
Sing along with me
Oh, why won't the radio
Sing along with me?
Let's talk about self-actualization
Feeling like the voice of a deaf generation
Dancing in their seats to the classic rock station
Gotta get a piece of that mass communication
You can call it sour grapes
Say I'm full of baloney
But I'm gonna have a talk
With the ghost of Marconi
I got a hammer, got a bell
Got this song that I'm singing
Gonna do what I can
To let freedom keep ringing
'Cause I grew up singing with the radio
But now I'm grown I wanna know
Why won't the radio
Why won't the radio
Oh, why won't the radio
Sing along with me?
Sing along with me
Sing along with me
Oh, why won't the radio
Sing along with me?
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9. |
When In Love
03:42
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Looks like the old world has lost its charm
You've found a new world in your lover's arms
Don't even think that
Your love could ever leave you blue
When in love, do as lovers do
As the lovers do
You talk for hours but don't say much
Learning the language of kiss and touch
Sooner or later
It all comes down to "I love you"
When in love, do as lovers do
As the lovers do
Your heart
May ache when you're apart
But never fear
When your lover's near
Worries just disappear
Dream of tomorrow
But live today
Pay no attention
To what people say
Cling to each other
And do what your hearts tell you to
When in love, do as lovers do
As the lovers do
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10. |
We Don't Get Along
02:08
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You go where I go
And I'm friends with some you know
We like singing the same old songs
But we don't get along
I remember when we met
You gave me a cigarette
Now I don't know where we went wrong
But we don't get along
I don't know
Maybe it's chemistry
But you just don't do a thing for me
We'd best agree to disagree
'Cause we don't get along
We see eye to eye
About some things so I don't know why
Even "hello" is coming on too strong
'Cause we don't get along
And we agree on what the poets meant
Voted the same for president
But I wouldn't care
If you moved to Hong Kong
'Cause we don't get along
I don't know
Maybe it's chemistry
But you just don't do a thing for me
We'd best agree to disagree
'Cause we don't get along
Now if we looked we could see
The best in you and the best in me
But any chance of that seems gone
'Cause we don't get along
No, we don't get along
We just don't get along
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11. |
Shadow's Waltz
03:16
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The sun plays all around you
It's found you at last
The cold hours of yesterday have passed
So dance in your glory
The story of you
While I do
The shadow's waltz
Dreaming of the bright lights
The night lights the way
And you follow waiting for the day
Where dreams live and die to
Just try to come true
But I do
The shadow's waltz
The dreamer who dreamt me
Has wakened and I'm empty
It's cold and dark in here you know
Still I go reeling
Remembering the feeling
Of you in my arms
Eyes a-glow
So,
I may be a shadow
Of my used to be
But if your shadow cares to dance with me
I'll go ask the twilight
Before my light goes
If he knows
The shadow's waltz
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12. |
She Sang For Me
03:01
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Like a tree with her autumn leaves around her
Love stands naked to the winds that blow
And like a seed before the right time has found her
Love lies patient and tender 'neath the snow
The church bell tolls its own ungodly hour
The dawning sun is ringing its bell
Between the sunrise and the top of the tower
There's a story even time won't tell
No clock, no watch, no light of day
No hook, no catch, barely a melody
But the song love sang there in the dark
She sang just for me
The one thing I still always find amazing
In the up and down and same old day to day
Is that the words I long to hear are always blazing
In the hands of one who takes my breath away
Tonight we'll walk beneath the crescent moon, dear
Beneath the stars out in the cooling air
And we'll hear love sing an old familiar tune, dear
In the here and now and then and there
No clock, no watch, no light of day
No hook, no catch, barely a melody
But the song love sang there in the dark
She sang just for me
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Joe Flood New Haven, Connecticut
Joe Flood is a songwriter, singer, and multi-instrumentalist who has performed, written, and recorded with many of the great names in American roots music, among them The Band, Blues Traveler, Dr. John, Bottle Rockets, Laura Cantrell, Eric Andersen, Happy and Artie Traum, Jim Weider, Eric "Roscoe" Ambel, Jono Manson, and the list goes on! Please visit www.joefloodmusic.com for more information. ... more
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