Tim McFate

You sing Hallelujah every morning

Good god all mighty every night

Darker than you thought

Well that’s what you get

When you pull down your pants down

In the middle of the set

You take out your gun

And you wave it around

Drive your truck home

To your hometown

Gone with the wind

Voice in my ear

Talked to my dad

I suppose you could hear

Eighty eight keys and a microphone

Five in the morning

Sink like a stone

I got a basement full of water

And a head full of dreams

I got nothing to loose

Nowhere to be

I beat the sun up in the morning

Push it up, like a plant coming up

In the spring

Naked in the basement

Waiting for the dryer

Small glass of red wine

A bit of desire

Well I asked myself a question

Will this ship ever sail again

Looked in the mirror

It’s kind of a shame

Your house by the bay

Has burned down again

Turning back

I whispered I’m sorry

This is who I am

And this is what I do

Three hour wait to leave for LA

It could be, no it could be the last time I see it

The ocean I remembered

A memory

This won’t last forever

Someday we will be gone

One by one by one

It’s getting late

When I realize

Everything floats

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well Everything flies

Big gulp of whiskey

Little glass of wine

Its all about that sacred dream

The one that doesn’t last forever

Well the ice is so thin

The applause just a din

Yeah Im drinking too much again

Said you knew me when

Said you knew me when

The river rose faster than we thought

Getting kind of scary

All the leaves are falling from

the trees

I started walking again

I started walking again

Looked in the mirror

It's Kind of a shame

Your house by the bay

Has burned down again

turning back

I whispered Im sorry

This is who I am

And this is what I do

You sing Hallelujah every morning

Good god all mighty every night

Darker than you thought

Well that’s what you get

When you pull down your pants down

In the middle of the set

You take out your gun

And you wave it around

Drive your truck home

To your hometown

Gone with the wind

Voice in my ear

Talked to my dad

I suppose you could hear

Eighty eight keys and a microphone

Five in the morning

Sink like a stone

I got a basement full of water

And a head full of dreams

I got nothing to loose

Nowhere to be

I beat the sun up in the morning

Push it up, like a plant coming up

In the spring

Naked in the basement

Waiting for the dryer

Small glass of red wine

A bit of desire

Well I asked myself a question

Will this ship ever sail again

Looked in the mirror

It’s Kind of the same

Your house by the bay

Has burned down again

Turning back

I whispered I’m sorry

This is who I am

And this is what I do

Three hour wait to leave for LA

It could be, no to could be the last time I see it

The ocean I remembered

A memory

This won’t last forever

Someday we will be gone

One by one by one

It’s getting late

When I realize

Everything floats

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Well Everything flies

Big gulp of whiskey

Little glass of wine

Its all about that sacred dream

The one that doesn’t last forever

Well the ice is so thin

The applause just a din

Yeah Im drinking too much again

Said you knew me when

Said you knew me when

The river rose faster than we thought

Getting kind of scary

All the leaves are falling from

the trees

I started walking again

I started walking again

Looked in the mirror

Its Kind of the same

Your house by the bay

Has burned down again

turning back

I whispered Im sorry

This is who I am

And this is what I do

I have a picture, out of focus

A group of my friends when I was twelve

It was taken in my back yard

The swimming pool behind us

Late nights sitting

In a room under the stars

Riding through the back streets

The moon follows the car

Well it haunts me just a little

How much is just plain gone

Some are dead and I’m relying

On getting lost in that feeling.

And the quarry is full of water

It filled up so fast

I remember standing near it

How deep and empty it could be

I made a lemon cake

For no good reason

I threw in the rest of me

Maybe I never tell them

It will go to the grave with me

What is sacred

And it is Sunday, the sun is rising

Imagining what it will be like

Imagine what will they say

When you hear it

What will you tell them

Tell them about you and me

Maybe I will never tell them

Maybe it will go with me to my grave

I have a picture, out of focus

A group of my friends when I was twelve

It was taken in my back yard

The swimming pool behind us

Late nights sitting

In a room under the stars

Riding through the back streets

The moon follows the car

Well it haunts me a little

How much is just plain gone

Some are dead and I’m relying

On getting lost in that feeling.

And the quarry is full of water

It filled up so fast

I remember standing near it

How deep and empty it could be

I made a lemon cake

For no good reason

I threw in the rest of me

Maybe I never tell them

It will go to the grave with me

What is sacred

And it is Sunday, the sun is rising,

Imagining what it will be like

Imagine what will they say

When you hear it

What will you tell them

Tell them about you and me

Maybe I will never tell them

Maybe it will go with me to my grave

Good Intentions/re by Tim McFate

Saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards as I watched

I’m Damaged goods

I’m the sweetest dream

I’m good to go

My heart is beating

Now we’re standing with the stars

Like a memory, Like Children

The best that we can be

Dearly departed

We gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

What ever happened to easy

Where all the landmarks go

The river is over it’s banks

And the rain has turned to snow

Our dreams are nesting

In the tops of the trees

In spite of our best

Our best intentions

If your heart is worn

There’s is my melody

With candles lit

The best it can be

The sea comes up to the sand

As usual,I wade right in

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

I must be going

I hear my ship coming I

Would you believe it

We’ve done it again

Dearly departed

We gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

Now we’re standing with the stars

Like a memory, Like Children

The best

That we can be

Saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards as I watched

I’m Damaged goods

I’m the sweetest dream

I’m good to go

My heart is beating

I saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards in a square as I watched

You’re Damaged goods

You’re the sweetest dream

You’re good to go

You’re heart is beating

it can be

Elusive

Like a breeze or the wind

Or the flames of a fire

Or shooting stars rushing in

Dearly departed

Oh we gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

What ever happened to easy

Where’d all the landmarks go

The river is over it’s bank

The rain has turned to snow

I suddenly remembered

Then Let it all wash away

It was all with good intentions

Your heart is worn

There’s is a melody

With candles lit

The best, oh the best

That it can be

The sea comes up to the sand

As usual,I wade right in

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

I must be going

I hear my ship’s coming

Would you believe it

Would you believe it

We’ve done it again

Dearly departed

Oh we gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

Saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards as I watched

You’re Damaged goods

You’re the sweetest dream

You’re good to go

You’re heart is beating

I saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards in a square as I watched

You’re Damaged goods

You’re the sweetest dream

You’re good to go

You’re heart is beating

it can be

Elusive

Like the breeze or the wind

Or the flames of a fire

Or shooting stars rushing in

Dearly departed

Oh we gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

What ever happened to easy

Where’d all the landmarks go

The river is over it’s bank

and the rain has turned to snow

I suddenly remembered

Then Let it all wash away

It was all with good intentions

Your heart is worn

There’s a melody

With candles lit

The best, oh the best

That it can be

The sea comes up to the sand

As usual,I wade right in

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

You give me your hand

Ya know I must be going

I hear my ship’s coming

Would you believe it

Would you believe it

We’ve done it again

Dearly departed

We gather here today

Drink a toast to those who left

Through back our heads and say

Saw the card reader sitting there

Walked past but she pulled me right in

laid out the cards in a square as I watched

You’re Damaged goods

You’re the sweetest dream

You’re good to go

You’re heart is beating

We gather here today

With our best intentions

We drink from the cup

That’s strapped to our belt

Through back our heads and say

Darling come back to me now

Come back and lie down beside me

The river is over it’s banks

The leaves are off the trees

If your heart is worn

Here is my melody

I am the song

Not the singer

Out in the desert

To watch the sunset

The younger you the younger me

I walked past the card reader

She pulled me right in

She told me to buy her some smokes

She laid out the cards in a square as I watched

I asked her what she could see

She brings birds to the feeder

I watched her dance

With a version of me

Out in the desert

Walk one more time

The younger you and the younger me

Now we’re standing with the stars

This will be a memory

Like Children

Like children

Darling come back to me now

Come back and lie down beside me

I can’t dance this dance without you

Ode to Precious Things by Tim McFate

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