One lone tupelo stood against the ironweed
The goldenrod that tamed our need
For something other than fear and greed
Meet me at the edge of the world

Expectations great and small
Unfettered us as I recall
From dreams we scaled before the fall
Into the lap of the world

Cold hard tied like rebar frames
Pale skeleton of the man remains
We’re floating checks and naming names
Paper airplanes to the edge of the world

But I remember that face
All the miles we misplaced
Leave behind all but one trace
And walk me to the edge of the world

That lone tupelo soon will be on fire
For all I know with God’s desire
As Autumn in Ohio spirals
Off of the edge of the world

Here we stand on cold concrete ground
‘Cause someone said they liked the sound
I’m thankful that they’ve hung around
But I’m craving the edge of the world

Is it time to disappear?
Oh babe, can we just get out of here?
You and me love and no one near
Walk me to the edge of the world
Meet me at the edge of the world
I’m waiting at the edge of the world

Love me like a memory held too long
Like the need to feel some forgotten song

Kiss me to chills like there’s only me
Like it’s hard to kill the last cottonwood tree

Love me later when the stars fall down
A burning light for a wedding gown

They stole the blood right out of this ground
They’d still kick a flower when it’s down

Help me trace the scars on mountains
The sun that sets in a bloody fountain
Take me home and lay me down
On the hungry earth (Love me, love me)
On the sacred ground

Love me like the breath you held too deep
Like the need you feel to lay still beneath

Leave me with teeth marks on my skin
Like some holy spirit’s tryna get in

Love me like a rumor you can’t outlive
Like the deepest cut you’ll ever forgive

They stole my blood right out of this ground
They’d still kick a flower when it’s down

Help me trace the scars on mountains
The sun that sets in a bloody fountain
Take me home and lay me down
On the hungry earth (Love me, love me)
On the sacred ground

Gonna let my soul catch my body
My body make up my mind
Gonna let my soul catch my body
My body make up my mind
This road makes me weary
I’m livin’ here on borrowed time

Gonna pray the Lord free my spirit
The spirit gonna give a sign
Gonna pray the Lord free my spirit
The spirit gonna give a sign
This world makes me weary
Sellin’ me what’s never been mine

Now if I’m good to my body
My body she’ll point the way
Now if I’m good to my body
My body she’ll point the way
All these days they are numbered
I might not have too long to stay

Gonna lay out fine linen
Gonna make up my dyin’ bed
I’m gonna lay out fine linen
Gonna make up my dyin’ bed
If you call me sweet Jesus
I’m ready to lay down my head

Gonna let my soul catch my body
My body make up my mind
Gonna let my soul catch my body
My body make up my mind
This road makes me weary
I’m livin’ here on borrowed time
(Oh) This road makes me weary
I’m livin’ here on borrowed time

Whatcha doin’ with a suitcase
Tryin’ to hit the ground with both feet runnin’
Aren’t you trippin’ on your shoelace

You’re stealin’ away on a sunny day
Well aren’t you ashamed at all
Funny but I feel like I’m fallin’
I wanna beg you to stay
You’re stealin’ away on a sunny day

Why’d you love me in the first place
You were always closer than a brother
I can barely look at your face

I’ve said my I’ve said my
I’ve said my piece
I’m on my
I’m on my
Down on my knees

Whatcha doin’ with a suitcase
Whatcha doin’ with a suitcase

Just shy of Breakin’ Down
There’s a bend in the road that I have found
Called home

Take a left at loneliness
There’s a place to find forgiveness
Called home

With clouds adrift across the sky
Like heaven’s laundry hung to dry
You slowly feel it all will be revealed

Where evening shadows come to fall
On the awful and the beautiful
Every wound you feel that needs to heal

And silence yearns to hear herself
Some long lost memory rings a bell
Called home

Old pre-Civil War brick house
Standin’ tall and straight somehow
Called home

Mailbox full of weariness
And a word of hard won happiness
Called home

Leave behind your Sunday best
You know we couldn’t care a less
Out here we’ve learned to leave the edges wild

And stories they get passed around
And laughter – it gets handed down
Read it in the lines around a smile

Our bodies’ motion comes to rest
When we are at last
Called home

If the moon fell from the sky
Rendering everything black and blue
I’d want you
I’d want you

If the swallows fell like snow
Tumbling tiny angels with wounds
I’d want you
I’d want you
I’d want you
I’d want you

I will lay my body down
When the storm is finally through
I’d want you
I’d want you

If my faith should ever fail
Faltering look what I dragged it through
I’d want you
I’d want you

If the music all went still
Enabling all my fears to come true
I’d want you
I’d want you

I will lay my body down
When the storm is finally through
I’d want you
I’d want you

I’d want you
I’d want you

Slow down. Hold still.
It’s not as if it’s a matter of will.
Someone’s circling. Someone’s moving
a little lower than the angels.
And it’s got nothing to do with me.
The wind blows through the trees,
but if I look for it, it won’t come.
I tense up. My mind goes numb.
There’s nothing harder than learning how to receive.

Calm down. Be still.
We’ve got plenty of time to kill.
No hand writing on the wall:
just the voice that’s in us all.
And you’re whispering to me,
time to get up off my hands and knees,
‘cause if I beg for it, it won’t come.
I find nothing but table crumbs.
My hands are empty. God I’ve been naive.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

Slow down. Hold still.
It’s not as if it’s a matter of will.
Someone’s circling. Someone’s moving
a little lower than the angels.
This voice calling me to you:
it’s just barely coming through.
Still, I clearly hear my name.
I’ve been fingering the flame
like tomorrow’s martyr.
It gets harder to believe.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside, feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

So from now till kingdom come,
taste the words on the tip of my tongue.
‘Cause we can’t run truth out of town,
only force it underground.
The roots grow deeper
in ways we can’t conceive.

All I need is everything.
Inside, outside feel new skin.
All I need is everything.
Feel the slip and the grip of grace again.

All I need is all I need.

I was born to laugh
I learned to laugh through my tears
I was born to love
I'm gonna learn to love without fear

Pour me a glass of wine
Talk deep into the night
Who knows what we'll find

Intuition, deja vu
The Holy Ghost haunting you
Whatever you got
I don't mind

Put your elbows on the table
I'll listen long as I am able
There's nowhere I'd rather be

Secret fears, the supernatural
Thank God for this new laughter
Thank God the joke's on me

We've seen the landfill rainbow
We've seen the junkyard of love
Baby it's no place for you and me

I was born to laugh
I learned to laugh through my tears
I was born to love
I'm gonna learn to love without fear

I thought I’d go up Poughkeepsie,
look out o’er the Hudson,
and I’d throw my body down on the river.
And I’d know no more sorrow,
I’d fly like the sparrow
and I’d ride on the backs of the angels tonight.

I’d ride on the backs of the angels tonight.
I’d take to the sky with all my might.
No more drowning in my sorrow,
no more drowning in my fright,
I’d just ride on the backs of the angels tonight.

There are those who know sorrow
and those who must borrow
and those whose lot in life is sweet.
Well I’m drunk on self-pity,
scorned all that’s been given me,
I would drink from a bottle labeled Sure Defeat.

I’d ride on the backs of the angels tonight.
I’d take to the sky with all my might.
No more drowning in my sorrow,
no more drowning in my fright,
I’d just ride on the backs of the angels tonight.

Then the skies, they fell open
and my eyes were opened
to a world of hope falling at my feet.
Now I’ve no more or less
than anyone else has,
what I have is a gift of life I can’t repeat.

So I go up Poughkeepsie,
look out o’er the Hudson
and I cast my worries to the sky.
Now I still know sorrow,
but I can fly like the sparrow
‘cause I ride on the backs of the angels tonight.

I ride on the backs of the angels tonight.
I take to the sky with all their might.
No more drowning in my sorrow,
no more drowning in my fright,
I’ll just ride on the backs of the angels each night.

I took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head. I took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head.

Don’t want no one to see, these things were haunting me,
darkroom failures bound by the silence. I took a holy vow,
but if someone could hold me now, I’d rediscover all that I am.

I took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head. I took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head.

Don’t want to make a scene, but the distance in between
holy madness and blind inspiration, take shelter in the dark,
like Muybridge throwing sparks to rediscover all that I am.

You took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head. You took a photograph,
I’m making pictures in my head.
What’s to be left of me, a Kodak memory?
The kids will donate my lens to science. But nothing goes unseen,
the distance in between where shadows lengthen all that I was
and all that I am.

Baby if this is Nowhere
How sweet it is to find
Baby if this is Nowhere
How sweet it is to find
Now that we are finally here
Nowhere suits me fine

I’m crazy for you baby
I hope that you can see
I’m crazy for you baby
I hope that you can see
When we disappear here
Ain’t nowhere I’d rather be

Baby if this is Nowhere
Ain’t it good to know
Baby if this is Nowhere
Ain’t it good to get to know
We’re right where we belong
When there’s nowhere left to go

So welcome now to nowhere
Where there’s nothin’ left to lose
Welcome now to nowhere
There’s nothin’ left to lose
Out here where the sky’s got a big ol’
Case of the blues

Baby if this is Nowhere
Then let the good dogs run
Baby if this is Nowhere
Then let the good dogs run
Finally we will lift a glass
When the dog days are done
Finally we will lift a glass

I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
'Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love

I want you to know me now
I want you to know me now
Break a promise make a vow
I know you want me now

Like I want you

I want you to be my love
I want you to be my love
'Neath the moon and the stars above
I want you to be my love

'Cause I want you
I know all you--
All you've been through

If you came to make some trouble
Better make it good
Your sexy cocktail hour stubble
Is doing what it should
Looks may be sweet and subtle
I think it’s trouble honey
I think it’s good
If you came to make trouble
Make me a double honey
I think it’s good

Novices have expectations
‘Cause they think they should
Experts have their revelations
Like they knew they would
What may seem complicated
Is overstated downright misunderstood
Love will not be outdated
Maybe placated but it’s got to be good

We’re so precarious with semantics
I think this could be trouble
I think it’s trouble honey
I think it’s good
If you came to make trouble
Make me a double honey
I think it’s good

What may seem complicated
Is overstated downright misunderstood
Love will not be outdated
Maybe placated but it’s got to be good
We’re far too serious
I think we could be
Such nefarious pyromantics

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Some prayers are better left unspoken
I just wanna hold you
And let the rest go

All my friends are part saint and part sinner
We lean on each other
Try to rise above

We’re not afraid to admit we’re all still beginners
We’re all late bloomers
When it comes to love

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers
Step forward
You can stay right here
You don’t have to go

Is each wound you’ve received
Just a burdensome gift?
It gets so hard to lift
Yourself up off the ground

But the poet says, We must praise the mutilated world
We’re all workin’ the graveyard shift
You might as well sing along

All my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

(As for) your tender heart—
This world’s gonna rip it wide open
It ain’t gonna be pretty
But you’re not alone

‘Cause all my favorite people are broken
Believe me
My heart should know

Orphaned believers, skeptical dreamers
You’re welcome
Yeah, you’re safe right here
You don’t have to go

‘Cause all my favorite people are broken
Believe me
I should know

Some prayers are better left unspoken
I just wanna hold you
And let the rest go

It makes no difference where I turn
I can't get over you and the flame still burns
It makes no difference, night or day
The shadow never seems to fade away

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Now there's no love
As true as the love
That dies untold
But the clouds never hung so low before

It makes no difference how far I go
Like a scar, the hurt will always show
And it makes no difference who I meet
They're just a face in the crowd on a dead-end street

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

These old love letters
Well, I just can't keep
Just like the gambler says
Read 'em and weep
And the dawn don't rescue me no more

Without your love, I'm nothing at all
Like an empty hall, it's a lonely fall
Since you've gone it's a losing battle
Stampeding cattle, they rattle the walls

And the sun don't shine anymore
And the rains fall down on my door

Well, I love you so much
That it's all I can do
Just to keep myself from telling you
That I’ve never felt so alone before

Come on boys
It’s time to settle down
What do you think you’ll gain
From all this runnin’ around?

Come on boys
It’s time to let it go
Everybody has a dream
That they will never own

Come on boys
It’s time to let her down
You might be surprised
How far she’ll get
With her feet on the ground

So come on boys

Every night we always
Led the pack
There and back

And we never could do anything half
You just have to laugh
Oh you gotta laugh

So come on boys
It weren’t not for tryin’
It’s called the laugh of recognition
When you laugh but you feel like dyin’

Come on boys
Now don’t be shy
If we gotta walk away
We gotta hold our heads up high

You’re not the first one to start again
Come on now friends
There is something to be said for tenacity
I’ll hold on to you
If you hold on to me
Come on boys

He woke
He knew that he was dying
He spoke
And found that he was flying
Upstairs
High above the city
Through the ceiling of the stars
So cruel and pretty

Arms spread across the dark river
The night air causing him to shiver
Like the fluorescent lights in the Seven Eleven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven

I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye
I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye
Hello, hello, hello, how the time flies
I don’t wanna kiss you goodbye

He woke
He knew that he was dying
He spoke
And found that he was flying
Upstairs
High above the city
Through the ceiling of the stars
So cruel and pretty

Electric lines and wispy jet contrails
Ships at sea and B&O train rails
A tunnel of light like the Seven Eleven
Meet me in the backstreets of heaven

Wait for the sound of the water dog
To call up the ghosts through the cracks in my past
Make the hair raise on my skin
Tonight we’ll settle in
Into a promise that I’ve held fast

Life is a beauty that’s mocking you
She’s a river to drown in while singing the blues
Let the backstroke pull you in
On your lover you descend
Leaving your mark without leaving a bruise

Make the sound
That I need you to
Hit the ground
Like it’s haunting you
Come around
Like you’re dying to
Then wait…

Wait for the sound of the water dog
To call up the ghosts through the cracks in my past
Make the hair raise on my skin
Tonight we’ll settle in
Into a promise that I’ve held fast