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I live on a battlefield
Surrounded by the ruins of the love we built
And then destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through the rubble
I’m dazed, seeing double
And I’m truly mystified
My new home is a shell hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around there is desolation
And scenes of devastation
Of a love been torn apart
I live on a battlefieldSong by Nick Lowe & Paul Carrack
Recently recorded (I think) by Nanci Griffith
My imagination’s ear can hear Lu singing this one, too“The sun never goes down – it’s just an illusion caused by the world spinning round”
Do You Reallize ? (Flaming Lips)
Everybody seems to wonder
What it’s like down here
I gotta get away
from this day-to-day
running around,
Everybody knows
this is nowhere.
– Neil Young 8)Heartlessly helping himself to her bad dreams he worries did he hear a good-bye or even
HelloNeil’s friend Stephen wrote the most beautiful piece of alliteration in English literature in this song (my opinion).
“WILD NIGHT”
As you brush your shoes
And stand before the mirror
And you comb your hair
And grab your coat and hat
And you walk, wet streets
Tryin’ to remember
All the wild breezes
In your mem’ry ever.
And ev’rything looks so complete
When you’re walkin’ out on the street
And the wind catches your feet
And sends you flyin’, cryin’
Ooh-wee!
The wild night is calling.
And all the girls walk by
Dressed up for each other
And the boys do the boogie-woogie
On the corner of the street
And the people passin’ by
Just stare in wild wonder
And the inside juke-box
Roars out just like thunder.
And everything looks so complete…
The wild night is calling
The wild night is calling
Come on out and dance
Come on out and make romance…http://www.dailytribune.com/stories/071008/loc_localn07.shtml
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZY5n1lHPMo&feature=related
Love Rick’s singing and Garth’s solo at the end.
Could do w/o Robbie hamming it up, but he wrote a great song.“It Makes No Difference”
It makes no diff’rence where I turn
I can’t get over you and the flame still burns
It makes no diff’rence, night or day
The shadow never seems to fade awayAnd the sun don’t shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my doorNow there’s no love
As true as the love
That dies untold
But the clouds never hung so low beforeIt makes no diff’rence how far I go
Like a scar the hurt will always show
It makes no diff’rence who I meet
They’re just a face in the crowd
On a dead-end streetAnd the sun don’t shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my doorThese old love letters
Well, I just can’t keep
‘Cause like the gambler says
Read ’em and weep
And the dawn don’t rescue me no moreWithout your love I’m nothing at all
Like an empty hall it’s a lonely fall
Since you’ve been gone it’s a losing battle
Stampeding cattle
They rattle the wallsAnd the sun don’t shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my doorWell, I love you so much
It’s all I can do
Just to keep myself from telling you
That I never felt so alone before…or at least ponder.
“don’t you know there ain’t no devil,
there’s just god when he’s drunk,Heartattack and Vine
Tom Waits“…i never told the truth
so i can never tell a lie…”
Whistlin’ Past The Graveyard
Tom Waits
“I’ve seen the needle
and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie’s
like a settin’ sun.”The Needle And The Damage Done
Neil Young“If dogs became kings
And the Pope chewed gum
And hobos had wings
And God was a bum”
What If
Lucinda Williams
“I used to think you were strong
I used to think you were proud
I used to think nothing could go wrong”
Metal Firecracker
Lucinda Williams“Was I just off somewhere just too high
But I can’t remember if we said goodbye”Goodbye
Steve Earle“Empty bottles and broken glass
Busted down doors and borrowed cash
Borrowed cash oh the borrowed cash”
Greenville
Lucinda Williams“Did an angel whisper in your ear
And hold you close and take away your fear
In those long last moments”Lake Charles
Lucinda Williams
“In the sand you shiver
With eyes like two hubcaps
At the bottom of the river”
Time Flies Tomorrow
Paul Westerberg“If you’re so special why aren’t you dead”
I Just Wanna Get Along
The Breeders (Kim Deal)
“You can come as you are,
but pay as you go.”
O Superman
Laurie Anderson
“So lost I was asleep in the palms of your hand
In dreams we were happy and safe
I can’t comprehend the ways I miss you
They come to light in my mistakes
In my mistakes
In my mistakes”
South Tacoma Way
Neko Case
“Well, when you’re sitting back
In your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky derby day
Ill be in my basement room
With a needle and a spoon
And another girl to take my pain away”Dead Flowers
The Rolling Stones
(Sir Mick/Lord Keith)
“They declared me unfit to live
said into that great void my soul be hurled
They wanted to know why I did what I did
Well sir I guess there’s just a meanness in this world.”
Nebraska
Bruce Springsteen
“And I’m driving a stolen car
On a pitch black night
And I’m telling myself I’m gonna be alright
But I ride by night and I travel in fear
That in this darkness I will disappear”
Stolen Car
Bruce Springsteen
I don’t see much mention of this band in this forum, but I’ve seen them in concert more than any other band since they are from my home town. I always have to smile at the lyrics to this song, and she mentions several artists this forum admires, and at least one with close relations to Lucinda.
“If a Song Could be President”
Over the Rhine (Trumpet Child)If a song could be president
We’d hum on Election Day
The gospel choir would start to sway
And we’d all have a part to playThe first lady would free her hips
Pull a microphone to her lips
Break our hearts with Rhythm and Blues
Steve Earle would anchor the newsWe’d vote for a melody
Pass it around on an MP3
All our best foreign policy
Would be built on harmonyIf a song could be president
We’d fly a jukebox to the moon
All our founding fathers’ 45’s
Lightnin’ Hopkins and Patsy Cline
If a song could be presidentIf a song could be president
We could all add another verse
Life would teach us to rehearse
Till we found a key changeBreak out of this minor key
Half-truths and hypocrisy
We wouldn’t need an underachiever-in-chief
If a song could be presidentWe’d make Neil Young a Senator
Even though he came from Canada
Emmylou would be Ambassador
World leaders would listen to herThey would show us where our country went wrong
Strum their guitars on the White House lawn
John Prine would run the FBI
All the criminals would laugh and cry
If a song could be president…to contemplate
“Followers would cling to you
Hang around just to meet you
Some threw roses at your feet
And watch you pass out on the street
Drunken Angel”
Drunken Angel
Lucinda Williams
I love all the lyrics to Bus from Baton Rouge, the plastic covered couch, the seahsell driveway, the livingroom no one could enter. But this lyric about the lamp is my favorite. My grandmother had a lamp like this:
There was this beautiful lamp I always loved
A seashore was painted on the shade
It would turn around when you switched on the bulb
And gently rock the waves[/i]@stevarino wrote:
There was this beautiful lamp I always loved
A seashore was painted on the shade
It would turn around when you switched on the bulb
And gently rock the wavesThat’s one of my favorite lyrics (and songs), too, stevarino.
Another I love is from “Out Of Touch”:
Everybody’s going somewhere, everybody’s inside
Hundreds of cars, hundreds of private livesI’ve pointed those lines out to friends as another example of how Lu can say so much with so few words (the mark of a true poet, IMHO). It speaks volumes to me about the anonymous lives so many of us live while surrounded by so many other people.
I also think of these lines nearly anytime I am driving down the road, seeing but not seeing the other people driving past… 😉
Tom
I heard a song
Come down from the ceiling
Got a feeling from a long long time beforeI hear a voice
Sing smile on your brother
My mother and her mother fight about the warOh my, I feel a hand on my heart
Reachin’ over so many years to me
Oh my, I hear a voice in my head
Singin peace is more than a dream– “Hand On My Heart” by Dan Wilson
excerpt from Foot of Pride by Bobby D:
Hear ya got a brother named James, don’t forget faces or names
Sunken cheeks and his blood is mixed
He looked straight into the sun and said revenge is mine
But he drinks, and drinks can be fixed
Sing me one more song, about ya love me to the moon and the stranger
And your fall on the sword love affair with Erroll Flynn
in these times of compassion when conformity’s in fashion
Say one more stupid thing to me before the final nail is driven in.Well, there ain’t no goin’ back when your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ backThere’s a retired businessman named Red, cast down from heaven and he’s out of his head
He feeds off of everyone that he can touch
He said he only deals in cash or sells tickets to a plane crash
He’s not somebody that you play around with much
Miss Delilah is his, a Philistine is what she is
She’ll do wondrous works with your fate
Feed you coconut bread, spice buns in your bed
If you don’t mind sleepin’ with your head face down in a grave.Well, there ain’t no goin’ back when your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ backWell they’ll choose a man for you to meet tonight
You’ll play the fool and learn how to walk through doors
How to enter into the gates of paradise?
No, how to carry a burden too heavy to be yours
Yeah, from the stage they’ll be tryin’ to get water outta rocks
A whore will pass the hat, collect a hundred grand and say thanks
They like to take all this money from sin, build big universities to study in
Sing “Amazing Grace” all the way to the Swiss banksWell, there ain’t no goin’ back when your foot of pride come down
Ain’t no goin’ back
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