BIRDS ON WIRES

by David Tomaloff

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released September 24, 2008

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[dt] | vocals, guitars, bass, harmonica,
mandolin, dobro, banj-faux, piano

Chris Garges | drums,
percussion, unknowable sounds

Bob Barone | pedal steel guitar

Anneliese Pratt | background vocals

Zachary Scot Johnson | violin

Mark Harrod | piano


Mixed by Chris Garges at Old House Studio, Gastonia, NC

Produced and Recorded by [dt] and Chris Garges
at Hey!Low Sound System and Old House Studio

Engineering Assistance provided by Steve Hawkins

Mastered by Brent Lambert at The Kitchen, Carrboro, NC

Design Layout by Christopher Taylor

Front/Back photos by Martin Maybank

All Songs written by D. Tomaloff | c/p 2008 Certain Songs <BMI>

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Track Name: Till Tomorrow
Thrown out of the engine
Blood soaked in oil
Waves crashing over my head

Cold, dark December
Off by a mile
A name, in the rain, it was read

Life lost on the living
What fool could want
More than the rain on his head

For night to deliver
A drink and a song
To shine some light on this mess

Or a rose colored sundown
The star field falls all down
Over your head
Should I go blind,
Let it wait for tomorrow

Birds on wires
Miles of fire
The photographs, they drip down the walls

Lightning in a bottle
Should time pass us by
Whatev, wherever should fall

In the rose colored sundown
Where the star field falls all down
Over your head
Should I go blind,
Let it wait for tomorrow

With the stars falling on down
Into your eyes
Watching us drown
In the light
Let it wait for tomorrow
Track Name: Stick and Stones
Sticks and stones only break my bones
It’s your words, they rattle like thunderstorms
Under my rib cage and down to my soul
Where they break my heart

Staring at my shoes, though I feel like a king
And I’m not drunk or anything
I’m just looking for the words
To help you believe in the times like these

Stars in my eyes burn holes in my head
As they build paper boats
From the books that I've read
Pages will burn with the stories of men
Who will never reach the shore

But they’ll sail like the devil
And they’ll bellow like kings
All drunk on the wine and everything
As they recite the lines of the songs,
They will to believe

Row faster
Row faster and take me home
I don’t want to die here at sea

Sticks and stones only break my bones
It’s your words, they rattle like thunderstorms
Under my rib cage and down to my soul
Where they break my heart

Staring at my shoes, though I feel like a king
And I’m not drunk or anything
I’m just looking for the words
To help you believe in me

Yeah, I feel like a king
Though I’m staring at my shoes
Like a long distance call
From the home of the blues
And I’m looking for the words in me
I’m looking for the words
And I don’t wanna die here at sea
Track Name: The Losing Kind
Tear my body off of the line
Take me to the river and bathe me in wine
Stop me growing older thinking ‘bout the truth
When the night comes, don’t lose me to the blues

The light keeps getting ever harder to find
Take me to the water; soothe me in your red, red wine
I've been playing hearts, a gambler all my life
But the losing kind

Call my name
I’ll meet you there, in the field
Your voice, like the sound of laughter, heals
And I will finally know how it feels

I could fly across the great divide
With the wolves on my heels and the devil on my side
I could turn a heart a’beating into glass
And break it, but the wings, they are made of wax

(And) I’m flying ever closer to the sun
I know there’s time and I know I’m not the one
They might not make a drug that’s hard enough to forgive me yet
But I believe, the gods, they gave us wine to forget

Call my name
Sing me alive
Your voice, like a trumpet, calls me home
And I will finally know how it feels

Tear my body off of the line
Take me to the water; soothe me in your red, red wine
I've been playing hearts, a gambler all my life
But the losing kind
Track Name: Where I'll Be Found
Sixteen dollars in my pocket
NYC, you’re on my mind
The heart’s an open book; you don’t have to unlock it
But don’t blame me for what you find

Should I stumble or move too slow
Don’t take it on yourself, how could you know
When I was saddled with the burden of a heavy load
It’s impossible to rise above this mess
(When) the wind is high, how could I even guess
Where I’ll be found

I had a box of dreams and lost some
I picked some up along the way
There were times I was so exhausted
I let my words get in my way

Should I falter or move too fast
Don’t pin your heart to things not meant to last
And you’ll lay low…well you know this, too, shall pass
It’s impossible to rise above this mess
And the wind is high, how could I even guess
Where I’ll be found

I will wait and I will surmise
What’s left beyond this road is paradise
Maybe space, who knows?
I’ll tell no lies
It’s impossible to rise above this mess
The wind is high, how could I even guess
Where I’ll be found
Track Name: Hyde, CA
Dive, broken sparrow
Trade in your feathers on a song
Ride, California
High until you have been absolved

Standing, laughing sideways
Talking in riddles, upside down
Lost in translation
Dying at the speed of sound

Hyde, California
You've got nothing but a song
Hide, California
You've got nothing….

Bating in the ashes
Broken notes hang bleeding from the song
My California
My drunken angel, you were wrong

Lie, California
Till you've got nothing but a song
Die, California
(For) you've got nothing but a song
And some fool to sing along
Track Name: Hard Enough
I've been drinking wine and losing sleep
The stars outside, well they don’t make good company

And the train is on down the track
The train is on down the track

If you've got some good advice
Leave it on the table next to my mind

It’s hard enough
When it’s hard enough

Taking pills to get some sleep
You know how misery loves company

And the train is coming off the track
The whistle screams the devil and it’s not coming back

So, if you've got that advice
No one’s gotta tell me twice

Chorus

The cars outside, the tires in rain
Like years passing by, here and gone again

They’re going home
And I’m coming home

Chorus
Track Name: Looking for Stars
Bless the soul
Be still the heart in me
I don’t know
It’s hard to tell sometimes
You know, if it’s me
That I don’t know

Throwing words all over the place
When it’s hard enough to just say what you mean
And everything they say is from some movie

I’m alright

Night time bears its teeth
And I’m looking for stars
That never show
It’s hard to tell how far
We are from grace
And just letting go

They’re starting the parade for the lost sea
Say what you mean or go home
What do you want me to sing
When I've told you everything

Chorus

Is it any wonder you feel the way you do, my dear?
The spell that you've been under is the hiding of the pain
And all the fear
That you, you live to die to talk about

Chorus
Track Name: Hold On
Ten cents of nothing
Like a mat on a table
Or a book full of nothing but lies
Of pictures and places that I've never been
Uncommon frustrations
Too dull to be believed

Nothing’s as dark
As the eyes and the whispers
Of strangers in the night
Nothing’s as bright
As the light in your eyes
But I can’t see for talking
Everybody’s in disguise

Time isn't ready to heal all wounds
It won’t be tonight but I’ll be coming on soon
With both hands on the wheel
If I fall, will you be
There to hold on to me

Ten cents of nothing
A sky blue blue
In a sky painted dark with night
Some things are much harder
Than you might realize
And I can’t see for talking
Everybody’s in disguise

Chorus

With both hands on the wheel
If I fall will you be
There to hold on to me.
Track Name: Outta Touch/Tune
Staring at the the sun
Howling at the moon
Gone wholly outta touch
Gone wholly outta tune

Sometimes it helps to sing
About the things that we don’t talk
Even stars get drunk to dream
And they fail the paths we walk

You are so outta touch
I am so outta tune
Ever pleased to be out of touch,
Out of tune with you

How much does it cost
To get out with your skin
When so much has been lost
To spark the will to win

Chorus

Am I never gonna understand it
How’m I ever gonna make it through
All the lines in the shot get so slanted
Rolling further away from true, from you
Track Name: I'm a Madhouse
I learned to drive in the city
That dies all day
Where you learn to race the chaos
And the blues is just the price you pay

Where the nights are just the punctuation marks
Between the lines nobody reads
And it’s hard to tell the lightning from the sparks
In a town that never bleeds

The sounds of the honest at heart
And the light of free
Keeps me awake and alive
Under times like these

Come out to your window
And ook out through the pane
Come lightly to your window and, honey
Look out through the pane

See the party favors, they dance around the sewers
And wash out through the drain

Running under newsprint bridges
Down through the main
The party favors, they dance around the sewer
And wash out through the drain

Streetlights, they flicker and fade
Another heart has taken its place
I’m standing on the corner, sinking in
A dumb look on my face
I’m standing on the corner thinking it
Is not just this place

I’m a madhouse