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Brick By Brick
04:12
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Oh the glory that was Rome, it don’t mean that much to me.
They had a good run; now it’s history.
Yeah they built the coliseum, but as far as I can see
The glory that was Rome is a faded memory.
Just like you and me, sister, we had a glory of our own.
We built this house of love and I set you on a throne.
Brick by brick, tears and clay,
We were singing, “love is love and not fade away.”
Chorus
Brick by brick you build it up
Brick by brick it comes back down
A thousand year reign, a palace of the sun
Brick by brick it comes undone
I held you in my arms, not long ago,
April sun tumbled down in the Gulf of Mexico.
And you made your vow; darling I made mine:
“‘Til death us part,” I don’t believe we were lyin’.
Chorus
Bridge
Oh the high and mighty! Oh the mighty dream!
Oh the mighty promise! Oh the love supreme!
See the senators in their seats, citizens and friends.
How their eternal city comes to ruin in the end.
Like you and me, sister, we said forever and a day,
But the day is hard and the glory fades.
Chorus and Outro
Brick by brick you build it up
Brick by brick it comes back down.
A million dollar smile; a solid gold crown
Brick by brick it comes back down.
Rust on the hinges and arrows going down
Brick by brick it comes back down.
A thousand year reign, a palace of the sun
Brick by brick it comes undone
Brick by brick
Brick by brick
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2. |
Cap It Off
03:07
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Problems with my head
And of course you’re there to fix them
My memory plays tricks
And then it comes to me again
All the things you said
On the day I mostly heard them
I was swallowing my words
Until you drove away the rain
Chorus
So put me in a green-knit cap
Made from thread and thoughts of others
Something made to keep my brain
From flying off the edge
And let me know you’ll still be there
When St. Paul throws another winter
And I’ll keep my feet from slipping off the ledge
Everything instead
Of the pearl-gray sky around me
When your fingers finally found me
I could laugh outside the pain
Time had turned me dead
Then you came inside my sorrow
I had pawned what I could borrow
When you washed away the stain
Chorus
So put me in a green-knit cap
Made from thread and thoughts of others
A stitch in time to keep my mind
From weaving off the edge
And let me know you’ll still be there
When St. Paul throws another winter
And I’ll keep my feet from slipping off the ledge
Problems with my head
And of course you’re there to fix them
My memory plays tricks
And then you bring me home again
(My memory plays tricks
And then you bring me home again)
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3. |
Facebook Dharma
03:33
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I could feel you coming, miles away
Like change in the weather, like a month of May
Like a queen of hearts to fill the inside straight
I could feel you coming, baby don’t be late.
There was a picture of you, you know the one I mean
The inescapable question: what those eyes had seen
All joys, all sorrows, floating in a pool of blue and green
With every sentient being; you were barely eighteen
Chorus
Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love
But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of
You kept a mystery about you; you kept your own point of view
You kept your thoughts to yourself; you kept shining on through
I was such a big talker back then, ‘til you struck me dumb
How could you be so old, and so perfectly young?
Chorus
Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love
But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of
Now what’s beauty like that to a woman who’ll renounce the self as illusion?
What’s flattery or praise in a world of impermanence and dissolution?
How we burn for the dying is a malady with no resolution
But beauty like that: absolution
Chorus
Well a boy like me, I never knew that much about love
But a girl like you was the only thing I was ever dreaming of
Well a boy like me, I didn’t know
‘Bout a girl like you
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4. |
Take Me
04:23
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Híding from an army that dráfted me in secret
Húngry and aloof and daring párts of me to fly
Imágining the moment when your jéans slip down so slowly
Slack my sails. Dim my eye.
Chorus
Take me, take me
Unlace everything you tied
Take me, take me
Unlie everything you lied.
‘Cuz tíme and troubles meet and they don’t álways get along
So I lócked them in a song that I can síng to all the dead
Inside every word I find the hót sweats you bring me
When you táke me for the ride across your wíde and fiery bed
Chorus
Bridge
We can stéal a car tomorrow with ságging leather seats
You can smóther me in cotton skirts to cóver our retreat
If your fáther follows closely with his láw-books and his friends
Túrn our bodies inside out; never make amends.
So whísper me that melody with the sád and naked rhyme
I’ll preténd it’s been my favorite since the fruit was on the vine
When you réach the final chorus I might éven come in singing
If you sét it in a key that suits the ténor of my mind
Chorus
Híding from an army that dráfted me in secret
Húngry and aloof and daring párts of me to fly
Imágining the moment when your jéans slip down so slowly
Slack my sails. Dim my eye.
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5. |
OK
03:47
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“OK, here are the rules, conditions of my love.”
Something round about a question, something round about a glove
Something round about a round of midnight dancing in a field
This might be rough, I have no idea.
OK, here are the jewels, slipped upon your shaking hand.
Such baubles are a promise, in a less-than-promised land.
You know ice is a desire best left underground
This might be cold, I have no idea.
I have no idea where I’m going
I crashed into a window; fractured half the sky
I have no idea how the line I’m towing
Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry.
OK, here are the fools, laughter hiding from the night
Caps of family money tilting slightly to the right
Running from a mirror turning ‘round a painted face
I might be one of them, I have no idea.
Chorus
Bridge
No idea where I’m going
No idea what I’ve done
No idea what I’ve been through
No idea what will come
Instrumental
OK, here are the tools, to disinter your dreams
Rusty nuts and bolts of sorrow strip away the schemes
A hammer meant to shatter every angle into glass
I might be stuck, I have no idea
I have no idea where I’m going
I crashed into a window; fractured the sky
I have no idea how the line I’m towing
Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry.
Double-crossed me on a dare and left me hanging out to dry.
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6. |
Shine Like Stars
03:57
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I have to believe, at the end of the day
We’ll all find a welcome, we’ll all find our way
These spells will be broken, these sins be erased
At the end of the day, we’ll all find our place
I have to believe, when the race has been run
We’ll all come together, we’ll all live as one
These walls will all crumble, these fences will fall
When the race has been run, there’ll be room for us all.
I know you’ve been crying. I know you’ve been blue.
I know that your worries are many and your pleasures are few
But there’s a house up the road, there’s a light on at the door
There’s a banquet laid out on the table, and there’s room for more. Come on, I have to believe.
I have to believe, when the last word is spoken
Our hearts will be healed, our eyes will be open
These lies will not charm us, we’ll be as we are
When the last word is spoken we’ll shine like the stars.
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David Booth Minneapolis, Minnesota
David Booth’s music works the familiar literary veins of love, railroads, and the culinary arts, with musical grooves from Nashville to Plaquemines Parish to Austin to Abbey Road. These are songs from a person in “the middle of life’s way” -- and by turns they offer consolation, comfort, righteous indignation, and wry commentary on life’s strange scenes. ... more
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