Subject: Cowboy Junkies - Lay It Down Date: Wed, 30 Jan 2002 22:13:13 +0100 From: "Gunnar Hedlund" To: "Hans Settler" Thanks to Gunnar!!!! @ARTIST: Cowboy Junkies @ALBUM: Lay It Down 01. Something More Besides You 02. A Common Disaster 03. Lay It Down 04. Hold On To Me 05. Come Calling (His Song) 06. Just Want To See 07. Lonely Sinking Feeling 08. Angel Mine 09. Bea's Song (River Song Trilogy: Part II) 10. Musical Key 11. Speaking Confidentially 12. Come Calling (Her Song) 13. Now I Know @SONG: Something More Besides You one foot strands before the crib the other by the casket a question formed upon stilled lips is passed on but never asked I guess I believe that there's a point to what we do but I ask myself is there something more besides you two are born to cross their paths, their lives, their hearts if by chance one turns away are they forever lost I guess I believe that there's a point to what we do but I ask myself is there something more besides you this morning I awoke the bed warm where it once was cold small blessings laid upon us small mysteries slowly unfold yet I still wonder is there a point to what we do 'cause I kind of doubt that there is something more besides you although it's hard to find the point to what we do do I dare believe that there is something more besides you @SONG: A Common Disaster a candle burning for everything I've ever wanted a tattoo burned for everything I've ever wanted and lost I had a long list of names that I kept in my back pocket but I've cut it down to one and your name's at the top won't you share a common disaster share with me a common disaster a common disaster I found myself a friend but he's crooked as a stick in water so now I'm writing fairy tales to catch the spirit of revenge he's got a plan to steal my little sister but I'm not too concerned 'cause I will get him in the end won't you share a common disaster share with me a common disaster a common disaster going to find me someone to share a common disaster run away with me from a life so cramped and dull not worry too much about the happily-ever-after just keep the Caddy moving 'til we're well beyond that hill won't you share a common disaster share with me a common disaster a common disaster @SONG: Lay It Down he left his dead in the cottonwood trees the ground grown too hard with the years falling down was not what it used to be the ground grown too hard with the years he told his children those little white lies the truth would only paralyze them he told himself those little white lies the truth would only paralyze him lay it down, lay it down he sold most of what he cherished the rest he let them steal shot his dog out in the open field the rest he let them steal he broke all of his promises under a sea green sky they never thought to ask him why under a sea green sky lay it down, lay it down please bury me in the cottonwood trees the ground grown too cold for me going to sleep tonight in a warm feather bed the ground grown too cold for me lay it down, lay it down @SONG: Hold On To Me if you offered me a shade of blue would I return it saying that it was too dark or light or would I see it for the precious thing that it might one day be hold on to me if you offered me a point of view would I dismiss it saying that it was too black and white or would I see it as the special thing that it would no doubt be hold on to me I'll hold on to this gift we share it is as slippery as it is rare I'll hold on to that feeling of waking and finding you there I'll hold on to you and you hold on to me if I asked you for a simple thing would you do it without too much thinking or fuss would you see it for the precious thing that it would surely be hold on to me hold on to me, hold on to me @SONG: Come Calling (His Song) the stillness here, like what he sometimes finds inside her hits so hard it can steal your breath forever he sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters these days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling and he's falling for the pleasure of pretending that she's sitting by the window waiting for him to come calling if I could fix me up a week of twilight hours we'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power and connect with those days back before all of this went sour 'cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending that you're sitting by the window waiting for me to come calling odd how the darkness always makes us whisper and with the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter now is the time of each day that I desperately miss her I suppose I will learn how to live my life without her so you're drinking for the pleasure of falling and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending that I'm sitting by the window waiting for you to come calling @SONG: Just Want To See I don't want to be no patch on no quilt (I just want to see) tear-stained stitching linking memories to guilt (I just want to see) I don't want to be no hair on no wall (I just want to see) blood-stained note saying fuck you all (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, are you ready we better head to town J.D.'s box is waiting to be lowered down and you know how he hates to be kept waiting 'round I don't want to be no chalk line drawing (I just want to see) toe-tagged question mark, until identifying (I just want to see) I don't want to fuse with no economy seat (I just want to see) fuel some fireball at 30,000 feet (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, did you catch his face before they closed the lid I swear I saw him wink once and flash me that old grin oh, you know, that would be just like him I don't want to face no hollow-eyed ending (I just want to see) loved ones buried, empty days of waiting (I just want to see what kills me) Tommy, darling, come to bed we'll try and sleep away this sadness these memories, too, are bound to die so our dreams will have to serve us tomorrow may be the day that our love betrays us @SONG: Lonely Sinking Feeling she says, I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling you know what I mean with his hand on her back he's thinking where does that leave me just when I think I've uncovered the secret to peace and tranquility that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me he says, I'm seeing those doubt filled questioning eyes and I can't believe it's true with her head in her hands she sighs it's me, not you just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy of loving one so completely that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me here in this silent room we wait on ancient ritual staring at our hearts as if they were two caged animals if I am the first to unlock those rusty doors will I be the first found bleeding on the floor she says, I'm getting that lonely sinking feeling you know what I mean with his hand on her back he's thinking where does that leave me just when I think I've uncovered the secret to peace and tranquility that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me just when I thought that I'd discovered the joy of loving one so completely that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me that lonely sinking feeling creeps up on me @SONG: Angel Mine he searched for those wings that he knew that this angel should have at her back and although he can't find them he really don't mind because he knows they'll grow back and he reached for that halo that he knows that she had when she first caught his eye although his hand came back empty he's really not worried 'cause he knows it still shines I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust, angel mine I search all the time on the ground for our shadows cast side by side just to remind me that I haven't gone crazy that you exist and are mine and I know that your skin is as warm and as real as that smile in your eyes but I have to keep touching and smelling and tasting for fear it's all lies I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust, angel mine last night I awoke from the deepest of sleeps with your voice in my head and I could tell by your breathing that you were still sleeping I repeated those words that you had said I can't promise that I'll grow those wings or keep this tarnished halo shined but I'll never betray your trust, angel mine @SONG: Bea's Song (River Song Triology: Part II) Speed River at my feet running low and flat I'm sitting here burning daylight thinking about the past and that distance out there, where the earth meets the sky the slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side but he's sitting on firmer ground John says I look at the moon and the stars these days more often than I look into his eyes and I can't disagree so I don't say nothing I just stare on past his face at Venus rising like a shining speck of hope hanging over the horizon with each passing year that I sit here that horizon seems to inch just that much nearer and all that appears on it seems as clear as spit but if there's on thing in my life that these years have taught it's that you can always see it coming but you can never stop it Speed River at my feet running low and flat I'm sitting here burning daylight thinking about the past and that distance out there, where the earth meets the sky the slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side but he's not noticing that I'm drowning the slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down John's at my side but he's not noticing that I'm drowning @SONG: Musical Key my mother sang the sweetest melody although she never sang in a musical key I'd hear her through the house my name called out loud my mother sang the sweetest melody my mother's hands were always cool and soft and like her eyes they would caress with every touch she would listen to my chatter as if every word I spoke mattered she'd hold me close and whisper in my ear she'd say, girl you are a part of me and I have made you strong when you grow up and are on your own remember to win them with your song my father sang in perfect harmony and though he never sang in a musical key you could hear him when he'd enter the house the kiss he'd give my Ma my father sang in perfect harmony my father's words were always sure and clear and like his presence they would rid me of my fears when I crawled up on his knees I was safe as I could be he'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear he'd say, girl you are a part of me I have made you strong when you grow up and are on your own remember to win them with your song my mother sang the sweetest melody although she never sang in a musical key @SONG: Speaking Confidentially speaking confidentially the fire that burnt inside of me has turned to ash the tortured tree that grows beside the anguished sea speaking confidentially speaking metaphorically the earth I trust beneath my feet is moving now ever so slightly I shift my feet but feel no relief speaking metaphorically speaking hypothetically if the air you breathed was so unique would you use it up to idly speak or horde it for a rainy week speaking hypothetically speaking kind of cryptically the sea that raged beside the tree burning bright for all to see it just might mean the most to me speaking kind of cryptically @SONG: Come Calling (His Song) the stillness here, like what he sometimes finds inside her hits so hard it can steal your breath forever he sometimes wonders is the sum of their lives together him on the floor and her lost to a mind in tatters these days he's drinking for the pleasure of falling and he's falling for the pleasure of pretending that she's sitting by the window waiting for him to come calling if I could fix me up a week of twilight hours we'd sit on the point and watch the sun continually flounder bathed in gold we'd plug into some kind of power and connect with those days back before all of this went sour 'cause I'm drinking for the pleasure of falling and I'm falling for the pleasure of pretending that you're sitting by the window waiting for me to come calling odd how the darkness always makes us whisper and with the last of the sun you can feel the approach of the winter now is the time of each day that I desperately miss her I suppose I will learn how to live my life without her so you're drinking for the pleasure of falling and you're falling for the pleasure of pretending that I'm sitting by the window waiting for you to come calling ... @SONG: Now I Know now I know, now I know what it means to be broken now I know, now I know what it means to be bared you in the chair perceptibly sinking I'm on my knees once again made aware of the world out there grief is a word to describe the absense of feeling now I know, now I know what it means to be broken now I know, now I know now I know what it means to be broken now I know, now I know now I know what it means to be bared you in the chair systematically sinking I'm on my knees once again made aware of the world out there grief is a word to describe the absense of feeling now I know, now I know now I know what it means to be broken