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Guns
03:29
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If I become a victim of the next mall shooting
don't let me be a statement made by some political party
and if I am blown up by a bomb strapped to some zealous man
don't let me become a monument to hatred and distrust please
I can't stand the thought
of my life coming to mean a lot
as someone that I am not
and never was to the people that I love
Let me become a victim of the next school shooting
but don't let me be made an argument in favor of concealed carry
I'd rather catch my end unknown than to become a match
that ignites a fear fueled fire disguised as essential rights
I can't stand the thought
of my life coming to mean a lot
as someone that I am not
and never was to the people that I love
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her voice is so fine
its in my ears this morning
and there's nothing on my mind
'cause I said it already
all the things I'm letting go
all the things I'm holding dear
all the people that I love
they're right here
all the things I'm keeping hid
all the things I've left exposed
are you holding something good
I don't know
is there something in my ear
well there's something in your eye
I'm not trying to bring you down
why speak when you can just think and feel
for real, for real
I'll sink like a rock
all my thoughts I forgot
going round and down and round and down
and why speak when you can just think and feel
I'm still going on and on and on and on and on and on...
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Lady-vain
03:22
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The night that you left I saw the sinking of the Lady Vain
And began my journey, lonely and strange.
I don't know how it happened, but I arrived here.
Got really good at sitting playing solitaire.
And I don't know what I want.
And I don't know what I need.
Trying to weigh everything by what it cost,
And I find I can't afford to buy anything.
Some people think this world is upside down.
They stand on their heads and watch the mountains pour out,
Everything that's good and bad and in-between.
But I stand erect and don't think anything.
And I don't know what I want.
And I don't know what I need.
Trying to weigh everything by what it cost,
And I find I can't afford to buy anything.
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4. |
Good Enough
02:10
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I don't know what you'll consider
good enough when it comes to me
but I swear I won't get bitter
would you please just leave?
I don't know what you see in him
could it be a confidence that I don't have?
Well I thought I'd know me better
better than that
I was with you longer
than any girl I have ever loved
and some things did get harder
I don't think you're tough enough
You might think its stupid
to write this song if nothing's broke
will you think its childish
when I say I know?
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Wounded Knee
04:17
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Put some yeast in the dough
its gotta rise
you're more like her than you know
you've got her eyes
and can you see me
back at Wounded Knee
on my own two feet?
put some butter on that loaf
it's drier than you know
and can you see me
on a dead-end street
with some busted teeth
begging please, please, please?
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Varanasi/Benares
03:58
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And you went to the holiest spot,
To find yourself and to think about God.
But all you found was pot and some beads for your friends.
Your mother always said, "That girls a wanderer."
And I know what you saw there,
The trash burning in the morning air.
And how did you feel, did you miss your home?
In the morning you got a lesson from a barefoot, holy man,
All dressed in orange-red with crazy paint on his face,
As he carefully explains that the bovine is your mother,
The river is your mother too,
And nature, nature herself, maternal through and through.
And I know what you saw there,
The bodies burning in the evening air.
And I'd bet all the bearded Sikhs
Oh, I'd bet every pot of chai tea,
Yes and every holy tree,
That India changed you.
And I bet when you got home,
You dipped yourself seven times in the mighty Mississippi
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7. |
90's
02:11
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When I tell you something you don't care to hear
it feels good to know that you still really care
I struggle with this fear, I've had it all my life
what if I seem boring to the one that I like?
What if I seem boring to the one that I love?
Well I've been a scribe that doesn't write
and I am a singer but some day I swear I'll scream.
You have been a woman, will you always be?
If you were a cloud would you rain on me?
If you were a cloud would you rain on my brain?
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8. |
Ovenbird
06:01
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Other lovers
Other birds
Other oceans
Other salts, other sands
I don't expect you to understand
You're just another girl
I'm just another man
I'm really feeling my oats
I'm alright I guess
I'm alright I guess
Ovenbird, Ovenbird
Do you bake?
Do you fly?
And if so, how high?
Ovenbird, Ovenbird
I'm alright I guess
I'm alright
Hot word
Little known
Golden Mountain
Where I sink, others grow
Other salts, other soils
I'm alright I guess
I'm alright
Ovenbird, Ovenbird, Ovenbird, Ovenbird
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9. |
Typical Blues
04:01
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I didn't eat for a week when you told me
I didn't sleep, not a wink, when you told me
I would bend over backward and kiss the blessed earth
I didn't know what to think when you told me
Who can explain the heart of a woman?
Who can tell me what she thinks?
I would trade, oh a chest of jade
If you could tell me what she means
How worth while is a good woman?
Would you measure her in gold?
Count yourself lucky if she even looks at you
She don't go for money I'm told
How sweet is a good woman?
Can a honey comb convey her tone?
Just when I think we might be on the brink
She's flesh. I'm bone.
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10. |
Oregon
04:43
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You wore flowers that's all you wore
And that was enough, enough and more
For someone like me whose eyes have seen
All that has been and what will be
There is no one quite so clever
No one quite as fine
I love you like no other
In the winter time
Stumble and fall
Stumble and fall
Stumble
I'm ashamed and I hate to say
I mounted my bicycle and rode away
It was the weight of the sky above
That wouldn't let me stay
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11. |
Pumpkin Pie
03:55
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I'm not alone these days
I've got you by my side
And I think
That you'll be there for a long time
And that's quite alright with me
I've got hope
That you'll bake a pumpkin pie
While I split some wood for the stove
Did you know:
That know I'm in love with you
Sometimes I don't know what to do
Been so used to being blue
to having the blues
Don'f forget the wine she says
As I leave for the store
What a view
The moon rises over the hill
And the stars are out in force
I'm so lucky
I'm not alone these days
I've got you by my side
And I think
That you'll be there for a long time
And that's quite alright with me
That's quite alright with me
I've got hope
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J.H. Friedrick Silverton, Oregon
I write songs, paint and draw, and am trying to develop a rich interior life.
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