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The birds got cold
So they flew away
But I don’t have wings
So I guess I’ll stay
The work dried up
When the well ran dry
So I got drunk
On the tears I cried
And New Shadows
New places to hide
And New Shadows
Are where I survive
The sun went down
And the night got big
So I crawled in
To the hole I dig
And New Shadows
New place to hide
And New Shadows
Are where I survive
& getting lost has no cost
When there’s no price to be gone
And New Shadows
New places to hide
And New Shadows
Are where I survive
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Manzanita Bay
03:05
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Black out the windows
Bring down the day
Across the street in the playground
I can hear the children play
Like nothing is wrong
Like nothing has changed
On the 5th day of August
On Manzanita Bay
Drove up from Tacoma
Beat the blues like a drum
And two hours later
Washed it down with spiced rum
And if it was raining
I really can’t say
On the 5th day of August
On Manzanita Bay
Talked about us on the radio
Talked about us in the bars
And out on the beaches
Where the tourists counted stars
Back when moonlight mattered
And we were too young to obey
On the 5th day of August
On Manzanita Bay
On the 5th day of August
On Manzanita Bay
On the 5th day of August
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Lost Days
04:23
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I see all of your feelings
Like pancakes, stacked to the ceiling
Outside, nothing is moving
Right here, big blues are groovin’
I know, life ain’t a free ride
Wash up, dishes are piling high
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days
Look up, flags are at half mast
All year, like they ran out of gas
So Blessed is a tough theory
In a town of open carry
Come here, whisper your secrets
I wanna feel the warmth of your breath
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days
Who cares if the world is in slow-mo
Your kisses are brighter than day-glo
Tonight, we’ll get loud and loose
Knock back a few shots of Grey Goose
Just us watching the screens blink
Best bet, try not to think
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost days, lost days
Lost days, lost day, lost days, lost days
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Angelina
05:48
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The season turned before us like a whisper on the road
The birds returned in colors breaking code
When the snow fell that winter, it never touched the Earth
Melted before our eyes into the dirt
The hunters and the hunted tried to hide behind bare trees
We waited out the springtime living on our knees
And the helicopters circled, like buzzards with no prey
Looking for a lost child by the name
Angelina, Angelina, Angelina
We bathed in the water, but we boiled it to drink
Bacteria and toxins filmed up in our sinks
And as March turned into April, we celebrated her birthday
By posting up new signs around the lake
And the helicopters circled, like buzzards with no prey
Looking for a lost child by the name
Angelina, Angelina, Angelina
The campfires ignited as the burn ban expired
A sign that all hope had been retired
And the churches accepted that their prayers fell on deaf ears
When a search dog returned with a piece of her hair
And I still walk the sideroads under the wings of egrets
And the wind is as empty as her spirit
And the helicopters circled, like buzzards with no prey
Looking for a lost child by the name
Angelina, Angelina, Angelina
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5. |
These Blues
03:54
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Gray skies overhead
Can’t seem to get out of bed
These blues
Got me by the short hairs
Oh no, here we go
Disappointment like weeds grow
These blues
Are taking over my yard
Tell me one town
That won’t bum me out
In the world right now
That’s getting better not worse
Little buddy looking at me
Hissing in the rosemary
These blues
Seemed to’ve got you too
Is it time to shed your skin?
And toss it in the laundry bin
And start all over again
And try not to just slither away
Doctor, doctor, what’s the cure
For all this bullshit we endure
These blues, oh oh, these blues
These blues, oh oh these blues
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When You Needed My Help
03:53
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Didn’t hear you calling, when you needed my help
Didn’t hear you knocking, when you needed my help
Didn’t reach out my hand, when you needed my help
Didn’t even look your way, when you needed my help
When you needed my help, I was nowhere to be found
When you needed my help, I wasn’t around
When you needed my help, when you needed my help
When you needed my help
Wish I would’ve kissed your cheek, when you needed my help
Wish I would’ve touched your hair, when you needed my help
I can see it so clearly now, when you needed my help
You were still a friend to me, when you needed my help
When you needed my help, I was nowhere to be found
When you needed my help, I wasn’t around
When you needed my help, when you needed my help
When you needed my help
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97 Nights
03:20
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I am your chair
For you to sit on
I have legs
But won’t walk away
I am not blue
Only sorry
For the words
That won’t wash away
And I spent 97 nights
Without a second sight
Twice as many days
Without a way, a way out
My love is deep
It is not shallow
Like the wine
That you sip away
And I spent 97 nights
Without a second sight
Twice as many days
Without a way, a way out
Never trusted happiness
Till I trusted you
Never trusted the light of love
Till it burned me, till it burned me
Through and through
And I spent 97 nights
Without a second sight
Twice as many days
Without a way, a way out
I am your chair
For you to sit on
I have legs
But won’t walk away
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Walking Stick
03:59
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Walking Stick, walking stick
Baddest bug with the coolest trick
I see you climbing up that tree
Then you disappear like a Houdini
You’ve got suction cups on your feet
You reproduce parthenogenetically
You know somedays I wish I could be
Just like you, just like you
Walking stick, walking stick
It’s who you are, it’s no gimmick
I saw your cousin pray to God
But you just stood there camouflaged
I’m gonna let you crawl up my arm
I trust that you’ll do me no harm
I better get in before it storms
But you can stay out here, you can stay out here
Walking stick, walking stick
Let me just cut to the quick
We share some commonalities
But we live our lives so differently
Cause I’m a human, not a bug
And what’s survival without the touch of love
Brown and yellow, gold and green
You be you and I’ll be me
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Sing
04:36
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The barn burned down in December
It was rebuilt in the spring
By the hands of sun-soaked laborers
And as they worked, I heard them sing
Heard them sing
Spotted owl on the flood lights
Looked for prey and flashed her wings
But she never found an answer
To the question that she sings
That she sings
Turned on the computer for the funeral
We stared like strangers on the screen
Our famous friend took out his guitar
We muted ourselves to hear him sing
To hear him sing
Walked past the Baptist church on Sunday
So many neighbors worshipping
And even though they call me “sinner”
I believe in the things they sing
The things they sing
So many reasons why we sing out
In pretty melodies and rhymes
But some days I’m still a baby
I strum my guitar and cry
I just cry, cry, cry
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10. |
Ivory Tower
02:49
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Can’t see the truth from an Ivory Tower
Your view is too far from here
Can’t hear the voices from an Ivory Tower
Can’t hear their cries for help
You born so lucky, you born into your luck
Don’t you know that luck is a two-sided coin
Can’t see the truth from an Ivory Tower
But if you walk down the stairs, I’ll explain some more
I’ll explain some more
I’ll explain some more…
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Jerry David DeCicca Bulverde, Texas
JDD is a singer/songwriter living in the Texas Hill Country.
He is also the producer of outsider
songwriter albums by Ed Askew (Tin Angel), Larry Jon Wilson (w/ Jeb Loy Nichols), Chris Gantry (Drag City), Will Beeley (Tompkins Square), and an unreleased album by Bob Martin (Midwest Farm Disaster).
He makes his living working in social services and lives in the rural town of Bulverde, Texas.
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