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BIRDS ON WIRES

by David Tomaloff

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
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
4.
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
5.
Hyde, CA 04:04
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
6.
Hard Enough 05:13
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
7.
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
8.
Hold On 04:54
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.
9.
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
10.
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

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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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