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Three Squares and a Roof - Lyrics

3 Cards
We stole a car to drive down to Lake Erie
Three cards
And see broken glass on a white Canadian beach
Tonight
She wears her straw hat like a crown of diamonds
And smiles
Someday we'll be on familiar streets
Inside

There are smooth petosky sontes in jacket pockets
And charms
Arrowheads and indian souvenirs
We find
Girls wave to drunken sailors on the sidewalk
And smile
A cafe catches fire and disaapears
Tonight

Thunderstorms can drown out conversations
And shake
Lucky horseshoes off of fish shack walls
There's a flood of tourists each vacation
The faces are different but the lake doesn't change at all

Indians in cowboy hats on horseback
Three cards
Point out seven sisters in the dark
Night sky
They sparkle brighter than a crown of diamonds
And shine
And fade away into the morning light
Tonight

Words and music by Jeff Davis

This is Where It All Begins This is where it all begins A woman is talking and And she says to me This is where it all begins If you believe in me And you trust in me This is where it all begins Lay yourself on the table And I will celebrate you A woman is singing A beautiful song This is where it all begins If you can hear the words You can sing along This is where it all begins Lay yourself on the table And I will elevate you Open all the windows In the house Let the air come rushing in And then let it out She said I can't continue If I can't contain you This is where it all begins I said I just want to Love you, I don't want to drain you This is where it all begins Lay yourself on the table And I will celebrate you A woman is talking And she says to me This is where it all begins If you believe in me And if you trust in me This is where it all begins Lay yourself on the table And I will elevate you Words and music by Jeff Davis

Kicking Clouds Across the Sky It's just a glove of blood and tissue But shake his and hand you take some with you A cry for help with out subtitles Outside it's raining fallen idols Everybody and their daughter Is out walking on the water While he cannot keep himself dry Living two doors from the mission Burned beyond recognition He's kicking clouds across the sky Another secret that you can never keep She'll disappear when you fall asleep While in your dreams you reconcile She'll just be gone for a little while It's an ugly kind of freedom When you learn that you don't need them When you learn the truth from a lie All the angels fall together And it's not quite clear weather Your kicking clouds across the sky A friend who can't find the words to say The kind of friend that I could use today We'll step outside and let it pass The distance measured by the glass In this time of celebration No one wants your resignation No one wants that look in your eye I can't prove I'm getting somewhere I could already be there He's kicking clouds across the sky Words and music by Steve Wagner

Whiskered Wife We heard the story from his whiskered wife As we sat around her in that dusky den She told us how he lost his life And ten years later picked it up again He was carving marble in his dreams And sleeping in an old septic shack So he left his kingdom and he left his queen I guess they still expect him back This home is broken No lights are on There's someone hoping Hope's not all gone He started over somewhere later Built another world in another town She saw his picture in the paper He face it wrinkled as they sat her down All the good things are worth the wait But an empty pocket and a burning shoe Make it easier to just clean the slate And what's a family but a bill that's due? This home is broken No lights are on There's someone hoping Hope's not all gone

Adventure The rule here is Don't start what You can't finish Capture the flag And meet back here In thirty minutes We'll be Screaming and shouting Sounding like a thunderstorm Acting like Little boys In our uniform Where's your sense Of adventure Has it drfited So far away That now you want To go back home Now you want To go Back The rule her is Don't speak until Broken in two It may take Day sor weeks But we always Get through We'll be Screaming and shouting Sounding like a thunderstorm Acting like Little boys In our uniform Where's your sense Of adventure Has it drfited So far away That now you want To go back home Now you want To go Back I don't want to die Fighting some lost cause My loyalty Just goes so far And then I Pause No more Screaming and shouting Sounding like a thunderstorm Or acting like Little boys In our uniform Where's your sense Of adventure Has it drfited So far away That now you want To go back home Now you want To go Back Words and music by Jeff Davis

The Ballad of Art Snyder A dog condemned to death Didn't like the way he barked When I woke up last night Could not remember where I parked I know that I've had better days I know that I've had worse With any luck at all I'll forget this one first He stayed at home last night To do some soul searching We hope he found one Nothing's ever certain It's not easy being human But it's hard to be cement So he's just another genius Who can't pay the rent She crossed herself each time She got behind the wheel The car was full of dents The paint had cracked an peeled But with a grave determination And an incidental faith She lived as is she had nine lives And just used up her eigth You might begin to wonder How these incidents releate They don't you don't I don't They just accumulate So you can't remember too much And you can't forget enough You must suspend your disbelief If you want help from above Words and music by Steve Wagner

Red Umbrella She says there's clouds in the sky And when it rains we'll go outside Although we're as smart and refined As all the world's great books combined She says my coat is the best And thinks that it will stand the test of time I am so unlike the rest of those So improperly dressed Her umbrella is dep red She holds it over both our heads Though we could be warm in her bed She walks me to the bus instead She looks down and starts to cry I kiss the teardrops from her eye She says it's hard to say goodbye She feels depressed and so do I Her umbrella is deep red She holds it over both our heads As we turn around some words are said We are just inside our heads Words and music by Jeff Davis

The Governor of Pedro Music by The Balancing Act

Waiting for the Mail A prophet knocked upon my door I let him stand there in the sun As he left he turned and shouted "Stop me if you've heard this one" I'm walking up the street to your house And all the dogs just look away Somewhere there are bones beneath us But I don't ask and they don't say If the cars and criminals sing in your ear If you think the signpost will never appear That's when it's near A postman in a suit of mail Delivers me another joke Theres people somewhere doing something While I sit thinking in the smoke Still this hope just keeps returning And weeks push up through the concrete In the face of all this folly There are still some eyes to meet If the cars and criminals sing in your ear If you think the signpost will never appear That's when it's near Words by Steve Wagner Music by Willie Aron and Steve Wagner

Searching For This Thing While hunting for the lost goblet I mean searching for this groovy grail thing I was slashing a holy terror trail Through the brush Whistling a very hip and solid tune Well I cut a path and went snaking through the trees I joined some sunning reptiles On the rock I was seeking to dig The infinite wisdon That flowed from this Way out and shining cup And the animals sing Sing sing sing And the trees swing And sway in the breeze I've been Wailing stomping swinging And searching for this thing Across ten cent streams And fifty dollar seas I was a driven cat Searching for this mug Other chalices had never been enough Oh cup, lay it down And I'll pick it up Well I left my path And went looking for a shortcut I mean I jumped off the trail Searching for that grail Seeking ths goblet I've traveled all my life And I wouldn't stop Until I drank it's wine Well I found that goblet Sitting on a rock I grabbed it fast And drank in every drop But no tin tankard Could show me where it's at After all I'd seen So I followed my footsteps back Back through the granite fields And fallen trees Back across ice and iron And the mineral seas Back through the hills Of carbon and line Around the sphere solid magentic on time Words by Jeff Davis Music by Willie Aron

We're Not Lost In the morning we check our shoes In the morning we shake out scorpions Check for pit snakes Under jeep seats We're not lost We're meant to be here And we hope The Rain will stop I could wait A hundred years And walk a hundred roads untravelled To find the place Where my true love waits We're not lost We're meant to be here And we hope The Rain will stop Words and music by Jeff Davis


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