Hidden Doors
I’m trying to rack my brains
figuring out where we’ve met before
were we standing in the falling rain
or walking hand in hand on the ocean floor
whenever that first time was
we both became one an infinite buzz
and took in that brilliant light
dissolving us together
lost in sight
Well I feel so alive when
I try to remember what I tend to ignore
cause love leaves the lights on
in the room with the hidden doors
I pull in some deep deep breaths
now I’m one with the trees
and I’ve lost the rest
I’m happy as a dying star
holding you close
holding you far
the wind’s become you and me
carrying birds
down invisible streams
flying through our open hearts
love never stops
and love never starts
Well I feel so alive when
try to remember what I tend to ignore
cause love leaves the lights on
in the room with the hidden doors
every day is like new years eve
time to get born
time to retrieve
whatever makes you sing
songs that capture everything
we spend most all of our days
searching for love
hoping for praise
but all of this is just inside
so open the door
open it wide
Well I feel so alive when
I try to remember what I tend to ignore
cause love leaves the lights on
in the rooms with the hidden doors
Lost in Translation
I can see that full moon risin’
I can almost hold it in my hand
makes me recollect the time we first met
someone somewhere had a plan
like peas in a pod like beams of light
thick as thieves don’t you know
what’s lost in translation can be found hanging out below
well you had no idea who I was babe
did not know what we might become
we met hanging off the end of a plank
with a fist full a Haitian rum
we saw some birds flying overhead
and we knew we was close to land
what’s lost in translation can be found buried in the sand
the pages they fall before me while the ink still ain’t dry
I keep on asking these questions of why oh why?
we left our institutions left them in the dust
we heard about this solution of freedom or bust
there’s plenty of time to settle down plenty of lawns to mow
what’s lost in translation can be found on the open road
so we lit off all our fireworks drained off all our supplies
someone said that we weren't smart enough
but we figured that we was wise
to live in the future while the present dies
you’re sleeping in a house of regret
what’s lost in translation can be found when the last sun sets
the pages they fall before me while the ink still is dry
I keep on asking these questions of why oh why?
do we do what we do babe
when everything’s been done before
we fly through the skies with unopened eyes
keep on wanting more
more of this and more of that
just keep on piling it high
what’s lost in translation can be found the day you die
Man with No Plan
I’m crawling through your tear ducts
Now I’m laying on your floor
I’ve lost my reputation
I think I left it near the door
Well I recognize what you see in me
And I know you’ve got a really good ear
So I’m sending you these echoes
They’ll be coming to you loud and clear
The drunks are in the chambers
Suckin' on the laws
It’s like a psychotropic nightmare
They’re trying to kill us all
Well I listened hard to what you said to me
And I think I know exactly where you stand
So let me gather up my papers
And fire up the van
Well I’m just a man
I’m just a man
I’m just a man with no plan
I’m chasing down your rainbows
Flagging down your stars
You’re my unicorn savior
At the Ballerina Bar
Well I can’t recall what I dreamt last night
But I know that it was all about you
And now that I’ve awakened
Please tell me what to do
Well I’m just a man
I’m just a man
I’m just a man with no plan
I’m writing down your secrets
Breathing in your rhymes
I’m stealing from your paintbrush
All the colors of your mind
I’m trying to find some kind of highway sign
Just to tell me which way to go
Maybe I am too late
Maybe I’m too slow
Well I’m just a man
I’m just a man
I’m just a man with no plan
Suburban Alien
He came from Omaha
Hopped on a train you know something broke his fall
Silence in the wind meant that he could begin again
He pulled out a radio
Turned on the news and switched to baseball
Spring is when you win
Fall is when you give in
'cause yesterday is all but gone
And I know that it won’t be long
And I’ll be back to sing you sweet
Suburban alien songs
They passed the bottle around
Scattered their ashes upon this sacred moving ground
Texas is all right
I don’t wanna fight no more
All these friends that I know
They’ve got other lives
Now they’re trying to lay low
Maybe wounds will mend
And we can all pretend to be
So happy that we somehow belong
And we can live with whatever is wrong
And keep on singing these sweet
Suburban alien songs
I’ve got to get back on that train
'cause the Platte River’s calling my name
I’ve got to get back to my old life
I’ve got a house and a sleeping wife
Who’s dreaming I’m singing these sweet
Suburban alien songs
He made it back to Omaha
Came in on the same train after great pause
Silence in the wind meant that he could begin again
Dead Hotel
Is this fiction? It’s hard to tell
If it’s me who’s checking into this Dead Hotel
I’m trying to move across these Great Plains
It’s true I’ve got a little bit of weird in my veins
There’s barely a soul out on these roads
Skeleton truckers and empty loads
Somewhere out there I hear a voice
It’s the end of the world it’s the DJ’s choice
I’m making a run in my car
Guess I’m never gonna be a star
Play me a song that’ll take me home
So I can lay with you before it all falls through
Jesus saves but now he mainly spends
Most of his time wondering
What the hell went wrong down below
Better call Buddha he might know
Highway billboards they’re all the same
He’s selling you a steak for some bloody fame
The pendulum moves look how it swings
We’ve got to get rid of this unfit king
I’m making a run in my car
Guess I’m never gonna be a star
Play me a song that’ll take me home
So I can lay with you before it all falls through
Now I’m rolling over these mountains tall
Driving past burned out strip malls
Nations come and nations go
But nothing can kill the radio
You know you can’t kill the radio
I’m making a run in my car
Guess I’m never gonna be a star
Play me a song that’ll take me home
So I can lay with you before it all falls through