Loose Music
Taken from the album 'Metamodern Sounds In Country Music'.
updated 10 years ago
I get up in every morning
And check my phone in vain
To see if all my loving was true or just a shame
I know you so well
I got you under that cold dark spell
I take a seat beside you
But you never look my way
And every time I need you
You can’t recall my name
You know me so well
I got you under that no way spell
I can’t hear a word you say when you’re talking to me
You have a hard time seeing when you’re looking at me
So let me tell you where I’m coming from
And I’m as sure as the setting sun
I need a good day now
A good day to come soon
I, I can’t deny that I cry when I’m going to sleep
Please, set me free, can’t you see that I’m letting it bleed?
And I’ve been dreaming of a brighter day
Of a tomorrow that can heal my pain
I need a good day now
A good day to come soon
I need a day
I need a good day to come soon
To come soon
I need a day
I need a good day to come soon
To come soon
I need a day
I need a good day to come soon
To come soon
I left my heart in a box on the last train home
And the pain that I felt inside was like the Sistine Dome
I had a dream I caused a scene upon a public bus
And I feared for what’s left of my pride you’d see my self disgust
But I guess
That I’m blessed with you
And I should stress
That I’m less
Without you
I’m ashamed that my brain is in flames for the love I crave
I’m not proud to come out and announce that I’m fickle fake
I can see what you think
I can hear what you feel
But I speak the truth and it pains me to say
That I guess
That I’m blessed with you
And I should stress
That I’m less
Without you
Without you
Without you
Without you
One love, two hearts and a melody
Is all I ever need
One kiss from your lips is the remedy
To ease my misery
Hang me out to dry
On your washing lalalala line
Gather round, go to town, hang me upside down
I pay no mind I’ve made my peace
Lock the door, sleep on the floor,’ til my back is sore
Your arms was paradise
Hang me out to dry
On your washing lalalala line
Hang me out to dry
On your washing line
I guess the price was right
For some time to shalalala shine
Make me a pallet on your floor
Make it soft and make it pure
I saw you in my dream last night
Your heather hair a strange delight
Give me all and give me more
Over the hill on the golden shore
Keep it safe and keep it warm
In your heart just like your own
Please just save a kiss for me
Hold it close
Let it grow
‘Til I come home to you
For three moments and a kiss
I would sacrifice my wish
To be close to you right now
For a minute and a while
Please just save a kiss for me
Hold it close
Let it grow
‘Til I come home to you
I’ve been dreaming of another country
A warm place where the lemons grow
And I’ve been thinking about a girl so pretty
But she don’t want my loving no more
Is it true what they say?
She was gonna leave me broken hearted in a hurry anyway
I’ve been searching for another sunset
I’ve been staring at the crystal ball
And I’ve been looking for a new horizon
But she won’t let me hold her no more
Is it true what they say?
She was gonna leave me broken hearted in a hurry anyway
It’s a pain
It’s a crying shame
I’m raindrop in a hurricane
She pierced my skin
The needle feather thin
The pain was as it should
And I was looking good
When you say goodbye
The sting will prove that you were mine
Drops of ice
Is making me feel alright
Silver rings
To prophesize my sins
It’s been twenty years
And you’re still ringing in my ears
Tried to walk, I tried to run, I got a ticket for the bus, yeah
Tried to knock on your door, up on the 31st floor, yeah
Is it true that you’re leaving?
That you’re going?
I have a hard time believing
That we’re done
Everything’s so dull and grey, I’ll take a rain check on today, yeah
I try to sleep, I try to hide to draw the curtains for my eyes, yeah
So is it true that you’re leaving?
That you’re gone?
I spent some time disbelieving
You won’t come back again
I swore I had a friend
Who swore it’d never end
At the secret spot
Behind the Amoco lot
But by November 3rd
I learned a brand new word
For “nothing stays the same”
I rhymed it with her middle name
And by November 6
I was back to my old tricks
‘Cause that’s my birthday
I swore a friend
And school is back in session
At least I dreamed that it seemed like it was
And this was my last question
If the sacred stasis was the basis
For the places we thought we should be
But I swore I had a friend
Where Opdyke used to end
And the fast food signs just blend
Into the secret word
That only once occurred
On the long drive home
Past the Silverdome
Where anyone could see
The broken light in me
Where the daylight used to bend
I swore I had a friend
And school is back in session
At least I dreamed that it seemed like it was
And this was my last question
If the sacred stasis was the basis
For the places we thought we should be
But I swore I had a friend
Oh, the middle-age clock clicks
In fun size Snickers and antibiotics
Sister Margaret says you got my note
Did you remember to vote
This November?
Because your sore throat
Is the leading contender
For my favorite cage
The page I wish I wrote
And Catholic seniors from the all-male high school
In BMWs, bright blue, carpool past you
To the imperial light
Did you remember to write
Me an answer
About the night that the world turned faster
Than we ever knew
Ever knew it might?
And you always say we got a lot
A lot of nice life before us
But it’s feeling like there’s not
Any way
To make my way back in
And claim the spot
Looking out over the kingdom
From the Bloomfield Marriott
Looking down
On the ground I thought I knew
Spend your birthday in nervousness
At the Michigan Department of Human Services
Sister Margaret got your paperwork
It’s the perennial perk
And it's always slipping
By the time I woke up, all the icicles dripping
In some friendless year
As some endless fear emerged
Aw, but you always say we got a lot
A lot of nice life before us
But it’s feeling like there’s not
Any way
To make my way back in
And claim the spot
Looking out over the kingdom
From the Bloomfield Marriott
Looking down
On the ground I thought I knew
I’m the wedding DJ
In the budget banquet hall
And you’re my only friend
It’ll be ok
When Sister Margaret rights it all
Or it might be the end
Summer’s sticky sickness
And one Jehovah’s Witness
Knocking at my sticky summer door
Just swishing beer
And wishing I weren’t still living here
With nowhere else I think I might like more
Guy in the alley
Screaming a finale
About some money that somebody owes
Well, I’ve been going a long time owing
A debt to someone I don’t even know
There wasn’t much to say the day I met you
Wasn’t much to do all summer long
But I could tell
From the moment it fell
Everywhere but beside you felt wrong
So hold a second
And tell me what you’ve reckoned
About the night that we spent on the floor
It’s gotten pretty quiet on the lonely-hearted diet
As I scavenge through the drive-thus evermore
Having slammed the cupboard
I hit the northern suburb
Where the cashiers at Home Depot know my name
I duplicate the house key
That you forgot to leave me
And every cashier last year felt the same
There wasn’t much to say the day I met you
Wasn’t much to do all summer long
But I could tell
From the moment it fell
Everywhere but beside you felt wrong
And after all the birthdays this fall
Everywhere but beside you will feel wrong
I can hear your nearing Mercury Sable
Growl beneath the tunnel as you make your way over
It rattles like a busted guitar cable
And promises ex-boyfriends made that got left over
Now it’s you and me and tea at the breakfast table
Nursing our amazement and a small hangover
Whatever came before
Your eyes in the morning
Has blurred into a boring little episode of nothing
When you ran into my landing
Jumped into my arms
No one told me love would hold me
Ever again, despite a life of constant false alarms
And all the neighbors saw me laughing so hysterically
All that I could do to keep from crying
And I’m sorry
I can’t make sense
Of something so completely
Intense
We walk toward the water
Where the freighters scrape the land
We pass the ancient motels
Where the folks pay by the hour-hand
Lots of strange concoctions popping up this spring
The garbage and the dandelions blossom like an offering
For you and me and the bad joke I just told
We laugh at all our dumb luck
And the house we say we’ll buy before we get too old
Where maybe our kids’ll pull pranks
For now we walk through Hubbard Farms
And kick discarded nitrous oxide whip-it tanks
That the joyride people suck down
To make the woken nightmare
Not feel like such a letdown
And they could hear your nearing Mercury Sable
Growl beneath the tunnel as you make your way over
When you ran into my landing
Jumped into my arms
No one told me love would hold me
Ever again, despite a life of constant false alarms
And all the neighbors saw me laughing so hysterically
All that I could do to keep from crying
And I’m sorry
I can’t make sense
Of something so completely
Intense
The machines of summer loudly hiss the whereabouts
That all I care about has burnt away
So show me where to stare my eyes to figure out
Inside the burning furnace of the day
Did the heavy afternoon fall on your eyelid?
Did someone try to sell you a lie?
Did it seem as though he loved you more than I did?
When summer falls to pieces
And all that’s clear to me is
That it’s ok if you can’t tell me why
Anyway
Anyhow
If there weren't any yesterday
There's many now
Problems
And debt collectors in the grass
They slither to the motor of their
Rattle-shaking ass
Anytime
Anywhere
If there's any chance
The broken glance
Was truer than the stare
The faceless fucks
In pickup trucks outside your door
Or stuck between the Halloween
Costumes in the store
I'll find you standing there
If I'm ever in the money
Abruptly reappear on you that day
The memory's as clear
As the snow thaws when it's sunny
Or tears that tell me more than you could say
Anyone
Anybody
If there's anything that I could sing
That won't turn soft and bloody
Well, I heard you say that every day
Some power fades
But there's someplace where every trace still
Wickedly cascades
And I'll find you standing there
If I'm ever in the money
Sunlight on your hair and in your eyes
Achingly aware
Of all that's turned so runny
We'll chase it through the morning till it dries
If there's any way
If there's any how
If there's any way
Now
The gift certificate that you gave me expired today
I was too tired to make it to the Meijer in White Lake anyway
It’s raining like Halloween
Like every Halloween since I turned 17
Do you know what I mean?
Magdalene
Yeah, I’m well aware that’s not your name
People love to share the details
But rarely share the blame
I’m sorry for what I became and what you’ve seen
Campari twice-spilt on the same computer screen
Now I’m nothing but a waste of your caffeine
I waste it all
Magdalene
Did you not hear
The desperate call?
The fog on the mirror
The scream in the hall
‘Cause everyone knew
And everyone saw
I thought it was you
I was glad I was wrong
The autumn girls keep asking why I’m overdressed
They offered me some medicine and I guess I acquiesced
But lately, this played-out scene
Feels vaguely like a broken Coke machine
And I’m stuck in-between
That place and
Magdalene
Dangerously sizing
Everything too soon
Scorpio rising
Libra moon
Where her cosmic curtains bleed
The sunlight in the morning
The only star sign I need
Nothing will ever scare me
Like the chance of something good
When it seems like it’ll happen
There’s no reason that it should
But her karaoke tune
Is the sound inside my worry
It’s the lump inside my throat this afternoon
Forty days till I can settle down
And see you in the morning
Together in that same town
Where I used to wait for something that was good
And I’m scared to know that you’re the one that could
My tongue is tied, my head is fried
Since when I saw you
Broken glass
And windows smashed
A lazy lost afternoon
Hey darling you and I
We were meant to see the light
Sweet light
You and I
The morning looms
And sunlight blooms
Helps take a bite off the gloom
I say a prayer
For yesterday
To take me back to your room
Hey darling you and I
We were meant to see the light
Sweet light
You and I
I'm Not The Boy
I'm not the boy that hurt you
But I might as well be
Eject you or insert you
The motion isn't healthy
I saw you on the weekend
Is there something you wanna tell me?
We'll get away for summer
Hang out on the Northline
I memorized your number
And the curvature of your spine
Bending in the water
Sending me a message stealthy
I'm not the boy who loved you
Who can say if I will?
I'm not the boy above you
Standing on the dusk hill
Vanishing in summer
Brandishing another beer
I'm not the boy beneath you
Squirming in your last ditch
I'm not the boy to teach you
Or sell you on a fast pitch
I'm just the boy that knows
The moment as it grows so near
What's the light?
You said it's Jupiter
We just might
Be getting stupider
When the stickiest answer
Is a Jolly Rancher
That's passed between mouths in the night
The lustful impending
Electrical ending
That's calmly intending to destroy
And I know that I'm not the boy
I'm not the boy to taste you
There's times I wish that I could
I'm not the boy to waste you
On something less than I should
I'm just the boy that knows
The moment as it grows so near
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On the Northline
Syrup and saccharin
Don’t really factor in
When I’m with Catherine
On the Northline
Where 15 years after the high school braces lift
On the Northline
The tectonic molars and incisors start to shift
On the Northline
The municipal golf course is strewn in October leaves
On the Northline
The scratch-offs and night coughs are stolen by the nursing home thieves
On the Northline
The McDonald’s sign ain’t the only pending deal
On the Northline
On the Northline
You peel at the way you feel today
Till a 10-year-older version of you
Kneels in the dark ditch
And shows you what is real
Rotting inheritance
Plotting some errands with
Whatever your parents left
On the Northline
You had the physique of a youth travel soccer coach
On the Northline
Your hatchback was matte black and sleek in its nightly approach
On the Northline
There's a sense that the denseness of night is colliding with age
On the Northline
There's a sector of town that dissolves in a black hole of beige
On the Northline
There's this friend of mine
Who's just dying to make a deal
On the Northline
On the Northline
You peel at the way you feel today
Till a 10-year-older version of you
Kneels in the dark ditch
And shows you what is real
Clarkston Pasture
I’d rather wear another layer
I’d rather sit in my big coat
In my cold living room
And cultivate a sore throat
Than be the only person who
Is breathing in the furnace air
I think it’s safe to assume
I’d be the only person there
‘Cause company is not near
And nothing’s gonna bring it back
Not another cold beer
Not another night black
The blackness all around
Your young Milky Way
Swirling in the white sound
But wasn’t it just yesterday?
Your warm breath in my ear
When you’re the only person who
When everyone could disappear
I'd only wanna think of you
Clarkston pasture
Driving faster
Out past the last bachelor pad
My uncle had
You called me the master
Of petty sad-bastardism
But that day all in all was not so bad
That day all in all was not so bad
I’m wondering what you see
I’m wondering what you know
I wonder if you peep me
In the Christmas tree glow
The family is dwindling
And all your old furniture
Gather it as kindling
And try to raise the temperature
In your hometown starlight
Freezing in a parking lot
Cheering on a bar fight
But you know where it’s always hot
Clarkston pasture
Driving faster
Out past the last bachelor pad
My uncle had
You called me the master
Of petty sad-bastardism
But that day all in all was not so bad
That day all in all was not so bad
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