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from Cheryl Wheeler - Driving Home (2002)
The wind came round and blew this place apart
It's you and me now sitting in the dark The lights are out and everybody's home It's you and me and we are both alone The lines are down, there's just no getting through You stare at me and I stare back at you And in the dark I know that I can't see 'Cause here you are and still don't see me Act of nature, act of God Raging through our sedentary lives We are on the brink We are foundering Spinning in this dark and rising tide The storm has blown this great big beauty down The branches all confusion on the ground I've watched it grow and thought I knew it well And I never dreamed I'd see the day it fell So bolt the door, seal the cracks Close your eyes, don't look back Hold your ears tight against the roar Someone said I should hear Warning sounds soft and clear Whispered in the calm before the storm Act of nature, act of God Raging through our sedentary lives We are on the brink We are foundering Spinning in this dark and rising tide The wind came round and blew this place apart.... |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Driving Home (2002)
I was drivin' home by the river side
Richard Thompson on and the day so fine Pennsylvania towns sort of slip right by In a soft line south, under purple skies I was drivin' home through the Sunday bells Through the trailer towns, through the rolling hills From behind some cloud the sun still shines And the streams run down the mountain sides Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today I was driving' home on the black top tar Up and down this road, like a cartoon car Mason Dixon line slips behind me now Golden fields go by, golden sun goes down Slow down, what's the hurry There's no rush today There won't be too many Days like today Drivin' home, drivin' home |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Circles And Arrows (2002)
I wish I could fall in love
Though it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does. Still I'd fool myself and gladly just to feel I was In love, in love. I wish I could feel my heartbeat rise And gaze into some gentle warm excited eyes, And give myself as truly as an arrow flies In windless skies. Oh, I remember you in the TV light Holding you close to me where we lay, And now I wish I knew one of those softer nights Whispering quietly, feeling you turn to me. It was only last night in the winter dark I dreamed of how you loved in all your innocence, And I've never known a softer warmer feeling since Or a truer heart. Maybe these dreams are leading me; maybe love is not as gentle as my memory. Maybe tired and wishful half-remembered fantasies are the greatest part. Oh, but I remember you in the TV light Holding you close to me where we lay, And now I wish I knew some of those softer nights Whispering quietly, feeling you turn to me. I wish I could feel my heartbeat rise and gaze into some gentle warm excited eyes, and give myself as truly as an arrow flies in windless skies. I wish I could fall in love Though it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does. Still I'd fool myself and gladly just to feel I was In love |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
What can I say, what can I do
I can't feel more. Feel more for you And everyday I'm walking some street Just watchin' it fade beneath my feet. Chorus: Tell me baby does the future look black. Can we still look forward if we can't go back. Am I holdin' you up, holdin' you down Making you feel there's no way out. I see your face, I see my part I walked away And broke your heart And you're marking your time And hearing some call And you can't find no peace at all. Chorus: Tell me baby does the future look black. Can we still look forward if we can't go back. Am I holdin' you up, holdin' you down Making you feel there's no way out. And I wish I knew what I don't know Can't hold on and can't let go Something 'bout these ties that bind Your broken heart is breaking mine. I don't care about wrong I don't care about right Lord I don't want another angry night I wanna lay me down When the moon comes up I wanna feel this love wash over us. Chorus: Tell me baby does the future look black. Can we still look forward if we can't go back. Am I holdin' you up, holdin' you down Making you feel there's no way out... |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
If I were maybe a wolf or a dog
I wouldn't have to speak Wouldn't have to talk Just eat my dinner and go for a walk And howl at the moon. And if I were laying there just like you All curled up the way dogs do I'd dream that dream that you're dreamin' too And howl at the moon. Howl at the moon Howl at the moon. And if I could carry your black and white Sleep so sound, wake so nice I'd keep real close to my own advice And howl at the moon. Oh, you know something I don't know You go places I can't go You lift your head when the breezes blow To voices older than time. I'll keep you close, oh, I like you near I'll touch your head and pull your ear And watch you resting while I sit here And howl at the moon. Howl at the moon Howl at the moon Howl at the moon. I'll watch you resting while I sit here And howl at the moon... |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
While we're repealing those gun laws let's repeal those murder laws too
We don't want some government red tape telling us what to do The jails are full, there is no doubt We don't wanna let one of those drug fiends out And if those illegal aliens are killing each other now and then It's cheaper than educating them And it makes good sense to me I'm tired of all those PC liberals, tired of the fuss they've made Every time some family man's just called a spade a spade Clutter our TV's, clutter our courts Every time some dame gets a poke in the shorts I'll be damned if I'll do my job for a faggot or some foreign slob They can find some democrat to rob It makes good sense to me Arts endowments waste of my hard earned loot Adios NPR, howdy Jesse and Newt Now if some pretty little lady gets herself knocked up good She'll have to have that baby just because we think she should In who's sick mind did it ever occur That a choice like that should be up to her They're a godless bunch, a cross we bear But as soon as that little tike draws air We can wash our hands of the whole affair Makes good sense to me Our contract here is well defined We can leave this bullshit far behind With a stingy hand and a narrow mind Makes good sense Makes good sense Makes good sense to me |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
Everywhere I turn everyone is lost in this thing
'Cause something feels gone Life is nothing like we dreamed it might be And we don't move forward, can't move back We hold our hands out hoping for that (Chorus) One love that's all of it Deep nights and quiet days Long lovers, old comforts Feel like some ball and chain I guess we're really gettin' old Always worrying we're wasting our time Wantin' somethin' new to hold Some affair would be the perfect crime Long roads crumble, forevers fall apart One day we don't know why we're so far from (Repeat Chorus) And if I want you and you want me We'll call it love though it might not be Hearts on fire, souls in line Oh, just to know that, just to feel that one more time Seems impossible to know What is real and what is just some restless thing And our hearts learn slow all the miseries bad choices bring So is it wise or lazy holding tight to what you've known And is it brave or crazy searching for some (Repeat Chorus) |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
Early mornin' sunrise come and pull the song from me
So I can turn away and rest my tired eyes I can't escape the haunting of a lonely melody It runs around and `round without a compromise So where you gonna go, what you gonna do You know I can't say no, can't say good-bye to you I can't stop the flow 'till you've decided to The song runs like a piper like a drummer through my brain Silence all around feels so apart from me And I could sit and cry for all the love and all the pain That brings itself to mind inside a harmony The softest mornin' light can't shine as soft as you The sweetest love in sight can't love me like you do The swiftest bird in flight can't climb the path to you Now it's fully dawn and nightly silence breaks away Into the distant sounds of cars and factories Traces linger on and slowly fade into the day And leave me with these rounds all hummin' back to me So now I bid you well and take myself to bed The tune you had to tell was soft and kindly said And I still feel swell from all you comforted |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
Easy to find and hard to hold
Love is like summer green, waiting to grow old And it is not like the stories school girls told It is quiet as a winter dawn Maybe I've never loved at all Maybe passions arise, and leave me where I fall Till I hear some familiar memory call And I know that love has changed or gone Who knows the nature, and who holds the key? As emotions unwind, is it heart, is it mind? I'll never know if it's love or it's me On and off like the wind, strong and fading again And all around me I can see Those who ran from the night for warmth and company Until they woke to the strangers they could be And the passion they no longer knew Here's to the school girls lost in time And the boys running wild to see what they can find Trading love of the long and lasting kind For a bottle of a stronger brew |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
I guess I can't stop you
No, I guess you'll just leave Its like I woke and found You walking on sacred ground Bringing a great dread down on me And I know we've had hard times But I thought we'd still try Didn't we both intend To see this through thick and thin It wasn't just sink or swim this time Well this ain't the love you swore to me And this ain't the life it's supposed to be And I don't know just how to hold on now And it's so far to fall From the warm light in your eyes To nothin' at all Guess I'll drop by and see my old friends Maybe go off on my own You speak from a heart so cold To tell me your love's grown old And just not enough to hold you down Oh this ain't the love you swore to me And this ain't the life it's supposed to be And I don't know just how to hold on now And it's so far to fall From the warm light in your eyes To nothin at all |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
I'm glad I weren't no pioneer
Ridin' in a wagon cross the great frontier I'm playin' by candlelight power's out here And I can't watch tv I can't do nothin' - nothin' at all Everything comes from a switch on the wall Drives me nuts when it won't behave No popcorn from the microwave Oh yeah yeah, yeah Sky's real nice Moon's real big Stars real bright Cable calls and it don't seem right That I can't watch tv. And it breaks my heart all I'm missin' Bowling shows, old guys fishin' How the dogs on the track did Near death stuff re-enacted Where to call to talk to strangers Interviews with hockey players How to lose a pound a minute Make big bucks, be rollin' in it Shopping clubs, gladiators, Cher's make-up, roller skaters Rhinestone studs in your new skirt Bald guy stuff, psychic network Don't you feel bad for me That I can't watch tv. (Repeat Chorus) Cable calls and it don't seem right That I can't watch tv. |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
In the afternoon light riding around
Riding my bike all over town They said on TV that out west right now The rivers can poison us And it was hard to believe Watching it win Kept coming down and kept coming in And finally reached where our great cities stand Now the rivers can poison us And once more we find out in case we've forgot Just who is strong here and just who is not As if we could hand her some route that we'd plot The rivers can poison us It lifted the trash It lifted the gold And lifted the lives to weak to hold All swept into some diluvian fold The rivers can poison us It's like all that we've done has seeped from the sea It's been take what you want and leave what you leave We sure have been pigs since adam and eve Now the rivers can poison us And I love the thought of us all being one But kids in the third grade pack needles and guns And now we might die if we lie in the sun And the rivers can poison us Salt of the earth ebb and the flow All that we have and more than we know Laden with garbage from decades ago The rivers can poison us Maybe one day the great salty blue Will swallow us up with all that we knew And things will start over like they always do When the rivers can poison us |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
Trouble on the rise from the middle of a stormy sea
Muffled in the skies on the edges of the whole country Blowing home heavy hearts again In a moan, frozen on the wind I never knew a sky so gray On an icy day As the wind blows down On a sea coast town Harboring the beast that the power of the wind controls Howling in the streets with the voices of the ancient souls Old and frail primeval mysteries Come to wail of unknown histories I never heard a stronger cry From a mournful sky Over frozen land In the winter's hand Out along the shore in a hurricane of ice and foam Swaying in the roar I was standing on the dock alone In the night Where the forces came to play And maybe I Should have known to turn away But I never felt so drawn and bound To the great unknown 'Til it turned me around And it sent me home |
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from Cheryl Wheeler - Mrs. Pinocci`S Guitar (2002)
Time takes us from cradle to grave
From helpless to helpless again And there ain’t no turning back On this one way track Cause one day we’re bound to give in And it just keeps rollin’ by Like the sun in the sky Like the darkness that follows the day And it may be the Lord who giveth But it’s time that taketh away You watch us grow up We watch you grow old It’s the order we’ve known from the start But it don’t help to know When time’s runnin’ low Cause I swear it still tears us apart And how can I start To take this in stride Who let your strength start to fray And how can I stop the tears in my eyes You’re fading away, fading away |
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from LegacyⅡ-A Collection Of Singer Songwriters (0000)
I wish I could fall in love
Though it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does. Still I'd fool myself and gladly just to feel I was In love, in love. I wish I could feel my heartbeat rise And gaze into some gentle warm excited eyes, And give myself as truly as an arrow flies In windless skies. Oh, I remember you in the TV light Holding you close to me where we lay, And now I wish I knew one of those softer nights Whispering quietly, feeling you turn to me. It was only last night in the winter dark I dreamed of how you loved in all your innocence, And I've never known a softer warmer feeling since Or a truer heart. Maybe these dreams are leading me; maybe love is not as gentle as my memory. Maybe tired and wishful half-remembered fantasies are the greatest part. Oh, but I remember you in the TV light Holding you close to me where we lay, And now I wish I knew some of those softer nights Whispering quietly, feeling you turn to me. I wish I could feel my heartbeat rise and gaze into some gentle warm excited eyes, and give myself as truly as an arrow flies in windless skies. I wish I could fall in love Though it only leads to trouble, oh I know it does. Still I'd fool myself and gladly just to feel I was In love |