Whiskey soothes the soul But crooked wings wont ever fly straight Chaperones for the party? I think we are way too late They’ve already released the hounds Hope flew up the tree and hid Another shovelful of dirt On the Loved-ones coffin lid Chorus: I’m gonna give it one more chance and that’s it The fists of fury gonna fly and never quit Duck and cover but still your face is gonna get hit You take the blows, bruises and all that comes with it Like a winded runner on his knees That just cant go anymore Like the blind old beggar Left to mind the company store The fine print taketh away Did you get what you paid for? Secret protection within reach Deep inside the dresser drawer Bridge: Fly straight and do what’s right And the riches of heaven can too be yours Tell that to an entire class of people Sweeping up the dirty floors The cash explodes in blue As you flee from the scene Just wanted to get a little something For those left caught up in between The holes in the net And the golden parachuters dream Desperate times call for desperate measures No longer part of the team The house lights came on And the confetti filled the floor “Do you feel like you’ve been cheated?” Trampled running for the door?

Someday there will be a light that burns clear and bright But Tonight, I just feel lost Lost in the shuffle, Its time to begin again My balloon has come untethered, drifting aimless in the wind The elders hand in hand, reach up to pull my from the sky To touch down safely, It is your destiny to try Chorus Lost in the wilderness, lost in the snow Where the spinning wheel stops surely somebody must know? Runnin barefoot in the grass from ghosts of the ever-present past Which way do I go Underwater in way too deep, the shivers up your spine will creep Unattended in the night the candle can still gives off its light Worn leather boot straps are broken, they weren't the right fit The angels and Devils agree, Now is the time to quit Adrift on the wind and ignited by the flame Shivering with the cold and flushed by the rain Set free from the jailers the sun to blind your eyes again Wade slowly across muddy waters, looking out for fins

Searching for clarity and a sense of peace Blindly groping your way back to the stream Where the path once flowed and released Your deepest worries and your darkest fears It shed your skin and your worrisome tears Gave you the strength to wait for the dawn Where you laced up your boots and soldiered on Chorus Are you there? Can you hear me? Are you there? Sometimes there are no blessings from above Or fiery pokes from down below Alone and confused, are they ever listening? Left here to wonder who is really running the show But early spring brings new leaves on the trees Decembers arctic winds foretell a warm summer breeze The waxing moon grows fuller by the day The celebration of life goes on, and you've always know the way Bridge Can you hear when the helpless can no longer try to keep their heads above water, or the lonesome cry of one who swings on the end of a rope, a truly innocent man Are we left on our own, Or was this all part of the plan? Kneeling in the dark Still searching with your outstretched hands Answers are never found in a perfumed bottle They don't reside in some magical land Look real close at the small child at play as the surf rolls up the white sandy shore As the sun sets over the deep blue horizon There is your answer, Don't worry any more

Mid-day in the late fall The Santa Anas blow the leaves up the street We could hear the pipes of the bonneville thunder And dad descending the hill towards home The 69 was cherry red the chrome all shiny and new Like the future in our brand new home The pool was finally full and clear the bbq was lit And it was the very best of times Chorus Of tears and of triumphs we've all had our share Keep smiling until that one last ride Remember the feelings long after the bikes been padded and put away The memories relived with a beaming sense of pride My legs clamped around the red tank Holding tight in the teeth of the wind To Cooks Corner, past eucalyptus and the creaky wooden bridge And through the enchanted forest we went Faster, Faster was my mischievous plea! OK, but don't you ever tell your mom ( she knows) Windblown hair burnt faces and bugs on our shirts Spirits high and restless energy spent To give up a thing that you love for a much greater good A noble gesture to say the least Another piece just fell away when they closed the trailer door Ascending the hill you rode down so many years ago A museum can show the care that was given But it cant tell the stories of its life Forever on display for the young and old to see Screen-saved and opened on each new day But If wheels could talk, If photos could talk, and If in dreams we could talk If in love we could walk arm and arm we would go down the golden streets of memory lane And speak of our Triumphs only No more tears and no more pain.

We fell in love such a long time ago Shouting it down from the mountain tops Making sure that everyone would know That , " The one ring to rule them all" Had been found and gently slipped on From now on we were partners for life! Chorus Here in front of god and man I reach out with a steady hand You spin in your slow motion grace The room fades away our eyes lock into an enchanted lovers embrace. The voices were finally heard Does that shiny gold ring still fit tight? Moments frozen deep in a silver frame Peering down from the mantle piece The past is like a bullet train Speeding blindly into the night Pulling back the ivory curtains The morning sun comes blazing in Your naked back exposed to the summer rays Sydney curled up at your feet The smell of coffee climbs the stairs The picture finally becomes complete Like a foggy morning on moonstone The troubles lifting and melting away Leaving new hope where there once was pain To walk unsteady and unsure To a corner of life we've never even seen before Up the garden path, To loves eternal plane

Shooting stars close your eyes make a wish But when it’s all said and done You cant just take what you want Give some back, somebody else might need that one Your just a traveler on the path A nomad heart set free only when the tents rolled up and put away And the never-ending journeys’ begun Waiting for the signs to the oasis in the ever shifting sands While you were sleeping ( same as above ) The relentless night marches on Your shielding blanket of starlight Goes from east to west and vanishes beyond Alive and awake Doors to the heavens disappear from your watering eyes And you rise up to greet the day And patiently wait for the sunrise. Kneeling before the bearded man at the gates ( same as above ) The golden light reflecting in your eyes I’m sure I did somebody some good Lord knows everyday I did try But the sands of time march along You may never get the chance again So hold out your hand to the lonely traveler you meet along the way And point them to the heart of the sunrise

It's a lonely sound When the roll up door comes down And the last of the trucks drive away The echo in the warehouse The smell of the wooden racks The dust on the well worn and concrete floor The Hooks on the wall That housed the faces from the past A telephone to never ring again Filling up the hungry bins pads sold loaded up and gone There will be no message recorded tonight Kneel down and cross yourself Give Thanks to the past, and bring em all back For one heartfelt toast Rise up, and out the door What was before, is now no more Your the last man standing (Turn out the lights )

On a walk or on the prowl Nose pinned to the ground Tail pointed towards the sky,That looks like beagle time Into the breeze for a sniff , A swim on the grass for a scratch The coon dog roo And the hound dog howl, watch out That sounds like beagle time Watch out Up to their neck in a hole But no rabbit to be found Paws scrape and dirt a flying, Detective beagle time “Come on sydney, it’s time to go” A dirty nose looks up She says no! Ears perked , But selective hearing Dont you know That’s ornery beagle time Dont you know Where there is some food Or a scrap to be found Sweeping down like a hungry vulture, That’s classic beagle time Steaks on the grill, Screen door left ajar Don’t turn your back Even for an instant.Don't you see That’s sneaky beagle time Dont you see Bridge “ There’s nothing like a cold wet nose on your face in the dark! “ solos The sun hound bakes on the patio, Summer rays beating down From deck to couch couch to deck That’s resting beagle time Down dog pose a shake of the head Jars the sleep from her eyes A beeline up the stairs To her king size comfy bed Sun goes down and its It’s sleepy beagle time. Sun goes down The singing happy hound, The snoring happy hound, your our happy beagle hound Yes you are!!

Success and money And a great life for everyone else Vacations new cars Happiness and laughter for everyone else Why not me? Down on bended knees. Why not me? I’m lonely going broke, getting older and left behind Why not me? Pretty and young Tall and slim that’s all of them Fashionable clothes from their heads to their toes, that’s all of them My clothes are old, my jewelry is sold no pretty things to wear anymore I wish my life were different full of high hopes That is all for them Don't you know Solos (chorus) Hopeful and satisfied On top of the world, or so it seems Confident and sanctified Got the tiger by the tail, or so it seems Bitter and angry Daily reminded that “you are not one of us” Self serving and shallow If I could I’d stomp your playground into dust!

No need to silence my cell phone It’s waiting turned off in the car I rip the top off a carton of milk duds The picture is about to start To be launched up and into the screen Leaving your troubled world behind To join the magic and beauty of make believe Another place, Another time Chorus Be heroic like they are in the movies Wax poetic like they do in the movies Play the part like they act in the movies Time forever stopped trapped in the movies The battle between the apes People crackers? Just a little taste Logan's’ carousel ( there is no sanctuary) Where no one over 30 escapes ET is transported back home Spoiler alert! Dorothy never left her bed “Somebody go back and get a shitload of dimes!” “I’ll have what she’s having instead!” Bridge Always there for a good cry, they never ask you why Their stories unfolding for all to see The credits roll that is your cue to go Back to the only world you really know Night has fallen over gotham As you shuffle your way back home “For a moment there, I thought we were in trouble!” “ After all, tomorrow is another day!” “ If you build it, he will come!’ “ You wore blue, The germans wore grey!”