Jonathan Foster - Wildlife (Lyrics)
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In Vain (Foster) – for Randall Johnson
The fire crossed the river and time stood still
They sent him out of town miles down the hill
A four day bender with insurance perks
He ended up in heaven though it took a lot of work
Just another one gone along this slow moving train
Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained
He used to sit there watching my guitar
Down at ol’ BT’s grill and bar
Tall glass of water and even keeled ways
Worked most days for that minimum wage
Just another one gone along this slow moving train
Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained
You don’t know what’s going on in his brain
So lock him up tight until he dies in vain
Lock him up tight until he dies in vain
He’s better off just going with us
Better off dead, better off than what?
Four padded walls the day he died
Charged him when he didn’t open his eyes
Just another one gone along this slow moving train
Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained
You don’t know what’s going on in his brain
So lock him up tight until he dies in vain
Lock him up tight until he dies in vain
Reflection (Foster & Derrick Guderian)
On a long desert highway of forever scorched road
The witches’ water beyond my body with sun fried toes
No destination to travel, seems I’ve lost my way
I once knew who I was, but now it’s hard to say
Days of hopeless searching, have I been here before
Dust filled fascination leaves you wanting more
I spy on a cliff side, precarious reptile eyes
She doesn’t move a muscle, so aware and wise
My pencil is the permanence of conviction even if it fades away
But I’m still here with you, each and every day…
When you’re walking the streets of the city and you feel the winter’s chill
Remember me your mirrored soul through the alleys and backward hills
The opposite of a perfect reflection, all the things that you are and are not
The lingering smell of coffee, all my qualities you forgot
There’s a tree on the other side of the world, faded and real
There’s a tree on the other side of my fence, tall and unfurled
There’s a tree on the other side of my mind and it’s petrified
I will climb this tree, move through its branches to be free
Only then when I reach the top will I know you’re all I’ve got
Like Snow (Foster)
A silent morning, the first hard freeze, only the sound of falling leaves
The best laid plans have been put to sleep until the sun sets each one free
I’m just like the season, my body is aching, holding onto the cold
Just follow the fold or stray some more, dare to be wise of things you don’t know
Warm spring breezes, beauty and the beast, Mother Nature’s soul at ease
The attention to detail, stones to seeds, growing like branches on a tree
Many miles walked in forty years past, all the memories we hope will last
I only wanted to leave, go chase a dream, only to get where I needed to be
Until it turns gray, on your black birthday, like a puzzle filled hole
Another year older feels like snow
Louise (Foster)
Chorus:
Oh geez, Louise, you got me down on my knees and I’m begging you please
Oh please, Louise, get out of my dreams, I need some more sleep Louise
Tags:
What’s a poor boy to do with a woman like you Louise?
What’s a women like you doing with a man like me?
I was picking and grinning right from the beginning Louise
I Don’t know what to do without you Louise
I’m going down swinging just to end the inning Louise
Verses:
She has style of the skyline’s lights, smiles like the moon so bright
Her eyebrows are sly, it only takes one wink of her eye
Curves of her artistry like time standing still, towering buildings on top of the hill
She’s a wildflower who’s never been picked, she’s so free and she’ll never wilt
Walks to the sound of the breeze, only speaks what she believes
All of her dreams will come true, no clouds in her coffee blues
So much time that others require, so few days in between the fire
Just find a way to find your way, and love each day a little more like…
Stagecoach (Joe Misztal & Foster)
The fork’s up ahead and on the creek they’re jumping
The whistle blows and the smoke stacks pumping
Make sure you’re riding high with friends by your side
Any other way would be too risky
My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh
They’re lying in wait by the tracks by the river
The waters like ice, it’ll make you quiver
No other choice, go over the falls
The day is getting a little misty
My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh
Stagecoach, whiskey folk, wheel it out, we’ll stake ‘er down
My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh
The broncos are bucking in the sidewinder’s way
Another lonely scene to keep you at bay
Just another reason to celebrate the season
Oh, then she whispers to me
My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh
The day is blue-gray and feels like a winner
You keep adding fighters to the stringer
Don’t take it lightly the purrs in the night
She’s a little bit more than frisky
My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh
Bled The Blood (Wayne Gray & Foster)
I’ve heard that love is like a wound, that it aches and it consumes
So my question here it seems, center on this simple theme
Have you ever bled the blood?
So I’ll ask you here and now, answer true and do you vow
A lot depends on how it goes, and my need begins to grow
Have you ever bled the blood?
Now my need begins to grow, if what I feel is just for show
I just don’t think that I can take, jumping into something fake
Have you ever bled the blood?
Have you ever burned so bright, a southern star in the night?
Have you ever felt the fire, has your heart ever conspired?
Have you ever bled the blood?
It feels so good to hold your hand, you are the reason why I stand
And show the world just how I feel, what you have in me is real
But have you bled the blood?
They say that words do not contain, yet I long to hear my name
Fall like sweetness from your lips, from your love I need to sip
Have you ever bled the blood?
So have you ever bled the blood, is your need for me a flood?
Do you hold back any part, can I really have your heart?
Have you ever bled the blood?
California Golden (Foster)
Looking out at the half moon, in this land of gold
Understanding what’s normal, before I go, oh before I go
All my secrets are buried, in these grains of soil
Like kings in the forest, crowing my soul, oh please crown my soul
California golden, rushing me back home
California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young
Please forgive these mountains, that curse where you come from
We believed the thieves, don’t scorn me none, no don’t you scorn me none
California golden, rushing me back home
California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young
And here we all still stand, like in the days of old
With confident muscles, so tired and worn, oh I’m tired and worn
But the water’s still mighty and rivers roll wide
I can’t seem to leave you, oh before I die, leave before I die
California golden, rushing me back home
California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young
Dreamer (Foster)
The tall lady’s standing there clutching her pearls, silent and motionless with her back to the world
While the man’s lobbing hate grenades, it’s a lost lesson with one burning question I’d say
How long for those who stole stay in control?
Dreamer, you’re not a crime, dreamer, you’re not a crime
Keep on walking the line, walking the line, walking the line
Dreamer, you’re not a crime
Another hot night playing to the air conditioner hum, roll the window after the sun goes down
We’re singing all those dead band songs, know that the road is long if you want to be where you come from
Dreamer, you’re not a crime, keep on walking the line…
How Are Ya? (Foster)
Good morning, good evening, good afternoon to you
Some days are like diamonds, the ones I sing to you
Some days are like demons, messing in my head
Some days I regret half the things that I’ve said
So I’m sorry if I broke your heart, but it seems like a great day for a fresh start
Let’s lift up our glass and make memories to last us
The more that you drink, the better that I’ll sound
There’s no need to look me up, I’m not a star
I just keep on riding on this merry go round and I’m
Sorry if I broke your heart, but it seems like a great day for a fresh start