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1. “These Wounds”

Thought I’d had enough, thought my heart would break in two.  But there’s nothing else, nothing more that anyone can do.  And history repeats, it’s not a one way street we take.  So keep it all inside to prove we’re alive, the choice is ours to make.  Nothing seems real except the feelings that I feel.  My heavy heart will peel away the scars…and these wounds will heal.  Brother can you see, the pain can set you free?  And it will.  So sister, let it out, the fear and doubt don’t make it Calvary’s hill.  Nothing seems real except the feelings that I feel.  My heavy heart will peel away the scars.  Piece by piece we hold our ground for what’s to come.  Down the line we will be fine.  Nothing seems real except the feelings that I feel.  My heavy heart will peal away the scars…and these wounds will heal.

2. “Waging War”

O my soul, what have I done?  I’m waging war on everyone.  Makes a bitter compromise, fills the world with ugly lies, and the life within us dies when we wage our war.  I don’t know what I’ve become: cynical, scared and numb.  And I hold my weapons tight, holding on with all my might, try to curse this endless night by waging my war.  Try to patch me up and fill this hole.  Try to compliment body and soul.  But I’m calling out my lie, I’m reaching down inside.  I’m laying down my pride and ending this war.

3. “Demons”

You sure tried to make a fool out of me.  Now I’m in the dark writing apologies.  We all have our demons, we all have our views.  In the space in between the logic the light comes shining through.  Won’t you turn around and come back home?  Don’t let darkness win, come back home.  Words of comfort won’t come close to what you need.  It takes eagle eyes to spot your trickery.  So get behind me, don’t crucify me.  I won’t buy what you’re selling no more.  I won’t buy what you’re selling.  Won’t you turn around and come back home?  Don’t let darkness win, come back home.

4. “Hanging By a Thread”

What if I said to you it wasn’t true that the world was made in a day?  Would you recognize what’s in front of you instead of looking away?  The colored pictures frame the walls in front of you, and you’re caught up in the romance.  Bouncing light and conversations going on, but you just glide.  It’s never been this hard before, there wasn’t much to keep on score.  But now the truth is coming out, the siren’s screaming out.  You’re hanging by a thread.  The lights go out, you’re all alone just standing there willing your body to move.  A lifeline’s thrown to save a drowning soul from fright.  He’s hanging on as living proof that it’s never been this hard before, there wasn’t much to keep on score.  But now the truth is coming out, the siren’s screaming out.  You’re hanging by a thread.  We are hanging by a thread.

5. “Other Side”

Go ahead and stake your claim on my heart, I don’t care anymore.  Could it be that this was just a false start?  Well turn around towards the door.  And go ahead, and just try.  Go and cast your net, see what you catch on the other side.  Cause you will fly, or you’ll try.  Is there a part of you that’s waiting there on the other side?  I thought I wanted you to go, I thought I loved you long ago.  But there’s just loneliness inside, you took me on a ghost ride.  So go ahead and just try.  Go and cast your net, see what you catch on the other side.  Cause you will fly, or you’ll try.  Is there a part of you that’s waiting there on the other side?  Well if you go then I’ll leave too, and see what living’s like without you.  The course is set, the doors open wide.  It’s time to see what lies on the other side.  So go ahead and just try.

6. “Memphis”

I was twenty three miles from Memphis and the sky was getting dark, twenty three miles from nowhere.  I a thousand miles from home, behind the road leads west and a burning sun is setting.  I long to hear that rock and roll drown out the traffic, and see Beale street lit up in neon lights and decked out in plastic cups.  Confuse the wrong for the right Memphis.  We do some window shopping and laugh at what we see and we see a little scenery.  Now we’re on the bus to Graceland where legends die young and the old seem a little younger.  I can’t help but wonder who I am apart from these feelings.  Is it that I’m moving on or wasting time worrying about nothing?  I want to waste my time in Memphis.  I drive on.  I was twenty three miles from Memphis and the sky was getting dark.  Twenty three miles from nowhere.

7. “Silver Chair”

This is more than apathy I feel.  This is life not unlike a hamster wheel.  If we close our eyes can we learn to rise above?  Instead of staying here, alone in fear and love?  Been waiting so long to find such a beautiful place.  I’m starting to feel like my whole life’s not a waste.  But we just don’t see the signs, no we don’t even care.  Why can’t we see beyond the silver chair?   They say it’s easy to live in fantasy as if we have no dreams.  First we’re up, then we’re down, we’re lost, then we’re found then we lose ourselves again.  Like there’s a cave and it draws us, but the darkness can choke us and steal the hearts of men.  Been waiting so long to find such a beautiful place.  I’m starting to feel like my whole life’s not a waste.  But we just don’t see the signs, no we don’t even care.  Why can’t we see beyond the silver chair?  But there’s no easy way out of here.  No, there’s no easy way out of here. Please help me find a way out of here.  Please help me find a way out of here.  Been waiting so long to find such a beautiful place.  I’m starting to feel like my whole life’s not a waste.  But we just don’t see the signs, no we don’t even care.  Why can’t we see beyond the silver chair?

8. “Stranger”

Goodnight, farewell stranger.  It’s been real nice in spite of all the danger.  You pulled, I pushed you down.  But a yoke is still a yoke in this side of town.  I keep waiting for myself to figure things out right, and I just can’t seem to fall asleep tonight.  The thought of looking at myself back from the start, must take a miracle to pull these walls apart.  Goodbye, so long stranger.  I’ll be gone and she’ll be strong but life will change her.  So I’ll look the other way when I’m reminded of something that we would say.  So I keep waiting for myself to figure things out right.  And I just can’t seem to fall asleep tonight.  The thought of looking at myself back from the start, must take a miracle to pull these walls apart.  And on and on it goes.  And so and so it goes.  And on and on it goes.  And so and so it goes.  And I keep waiting for myself to figure things out right.  And I just can’t seem to fall asleep tonight.  The thought of looking at myself back from the start, must take a miracle to pull these walls apart.

9. “Yet to Come”

This is the first day I haven’t dreamt about those things.  It’s almost normal to wake up here and feel ok.  I’m waiting for the day to come when I’m not pretending I’m on a boat that’s lost at sea and it’s not returning.  You held my hand and said “Just wait, see what’s ahead for you..don’t you give up now, the best is yet to come, the best is yet to come.”  Now I can look back and see the path so clearly.  Ironic wisdom that hindsight’s always 20/20.  Life is such a mystery, but it’s so beautiful.  Remember when you set me free?  Now my heart is singing, heart is singing.  You held my hand and said, “Just wait, see what’s ahead for you…don’t you give up now, the best is yet to come, the best is yet to come.”  But I’m afraid of what I haven’t seen already.  I wanna be free from this fear that lies inside me.  And I’m afraid of what I haven’t seen already.  I wanna be free from this fear that lies inside me.  You held my hand and said, “Just wait, see what’s ahead for you…don’t you give up now, the best is yet to come.”  I know the best is yet to come.

10. “Drown”

It comes up slowly but takes you by surprise.  It overcomes you, your former self disguised.  And you listen what they’re saying as they pass you by.  From their lips you hear a distant lullaby.  And you wait inside pretending that you want to stay.  It doesn’t matter now, you’re lost anyway.  So let the rain fall.  Let it wash away this town.  Feel the rain fall.  But hold on tight, cause you just might drown.   You watch the waves come crashing in and pray that the walls that you build won’t cave in.  The water’s cold, you think if you could dive.  But swimming now won’t keep you alive.  So let the rain fall, let it wash away this town.  See the rain fall.  But hold on tight, cause you just might…Try to hold on without ever letting go.  You try to hold on without ever letting go.  So let the rain fall.  Let it wash away this town.  Feel the rain fall.  But hold on tight, cause you just might drown.  Please don’t drown.