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Bones The seed idea for bones was the phrase ‘bones of the land’ which most often would be used to refer to mountains, rivers, and such. I was thinking about the idea of the man-made bones of the land, an overgrown road or a set of train tracks, an old moss-covered truck that has been sitting in the same place for years, a weather-beaten shack. All these places and objects have stories to tell if you could listen to them. All I got is all I know Taking heart and losing hold Of my place all alone You cross my path and say hello Crack a smile and then I go History is in my bones Muddy waters Broken Hills Half forgotten Whisky stills Headlights shine into my home While progress roams the night alone Now I'm on my 2nd life Wish that I could close my eyes Took my time and now I'm gone Take your time And take your place While you defend the human race Take your guns and run Your dying breath Rattles in your chest While the hangman does his best Who told you innocence was fun? So carve up fortune with a knife Take a whiff and take a slice You've got your men and me my mice Providence rules out delight Now I'm on my 2nd breath Wish that I could take a rest Take my time and now I'm gone All I got is all I know Taking heart and losing hold Of my place all alone All I got is all I need My good fortune my disease History is how I breathe Broken bones and dusty tomes Trapped inside my broken home Everyone leaves me alone While I lay dying in my bones Now I'm on my 2nd life Wish that I could close my eyes Took my time and now I'm gone

Cut & Stitch Love is messy. But it should be. Cut me up Stitch me up Fill me up with love My love Can’t get enough It’s dangerous By any other name its love Been around the world in a day And everywhere I hear them say Oh you can’t do better than love And if you find it in the end Better send back again Cause we all depend On love My love So cut me up Stitch me up Fill me up with love Sometimes it’s tragedy And even romance bleeds When we can’t agree on love But when it’s getting rough And it hurts to trust Got to give it all to love My love And when the sun is beating down And underneath these seas I drown You know nothing can get me down But love My love

Helena Blue Helena started with the guitar part and the first verse. Boy sees girl, boy tries to follow girl. I wanted to change up the pattern, so I started casting around for ideas that might take the lyrics off into left field. Inspiration came from two places; the first was the Peoples Blues of Richmond song “Murder Ballad” off their excellent album Good Time Suicide. The second was a reflection around the movie ‘Fight Club’ and gave me the idea that maybe there was no girl after all, that the whole thing was a fantasy. Is it a fantasy at the end? Does he kill himself or does someone else? I’m not sure. Sometimes you only see in through a dirty window. last time I saw her was in Pittsburgh or maybe it was Tennessee my eyes were full of whiskey and I swear someone is following me had a plane or a train boat or a car and I tried to keep her in sight last thing I remember she was fading off into the night so I went down to Mexico asked the sun for help looked in every nook and cranny started talking to myself no one could understand me until I said her name then they all screamed and hollered and the whole place went up in flames by the time I got back I was terrified frightened for my life you know I know someone is following me started carrying a big old knife checked into a hotel room up on the 77th floor started drinking whiskey put the knife down right by the door well I was soundly sleeping when she came into the room awoke in surprise and confusion didn't know what to do well she stabbed me with my own whispered baby it's all for the best and I could feel her eyes upon me as I struggled to take a breath she was my mother-lovin baby don't you know I was her man and though I never met her well I knew she'd understand and now she stabbed me killed me cut me open with my own knife a paranoid delusion and a lovin' sacrifice

Fight or Flight A love letter to bad behavior. Sometimes obsolete, but eternally relevant. Leave the body and run Know you never meant to hurt no one But them bright green eyes Staring at tomorrow like you own tonight I was a little scared Ready for whatever but I’m never prepared And I can’t run Trapped like a fly but the spider won’t come New in town Nobody could help me they’re all stuck to the ground Under those neon lights Propane and whiskey getting high all night So I jumped in Took it all out started over again And got mighty proud Till I came down and I looked around And I saw her smile Grinning like a cat caught a mouse on the prowl Oh that devil’s grin Shoulda known better but I jumped right in To fight All night Sleep tight Put that bourbon down Know it can’t help you if you’ve already drowned And take off your crown Walk into the river till it sucks you down I got 16 lives Full of summer loving but I cry all night And I can’t hide Trembling and I’m sweating under the bathroom lights Till I saw her smile Grinning like a cat caught a mouse on the prowl Oh that devil’s grin Shoulda known better but I jumped right in To fight All night Sleep tight

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