the clock on the wall is watching the window
the shades are at half mast for what i do
there are regrets just over that horizon
but i know i know i can count on you
i think of a time when i was unwilling
the dark days i counted with a mark on…
you tell me what you want
you tell what you need
i cant give you nothing honey
but this pretty little seed
where has the sun gone
and is it gone forever
will it come back someday
should we just give it some time
i ask you what…
you tell me what you want
you tell what you need
i cant give you nothing honey
but this pretty little seed
where has the sun gone
and is it gone forever
will it come back someday
should we just give it some time
i ask you what…
i am thinking about words tonight
they can be hard as nails
they-can be as shapeless as water
they can break your heart
they can hang like a chain
hold you up for years
cause you to think twice
take away your fears
you are falling in love…
i am thinking about words tonight
they can be hard as nails
they-can be as shapeless as water
they can break your heart
they can hang like a chain
hold you up for years
cause you to think twice
take away your fears
you are falling in love…
the clock on the wall is watching the window
the shades are at half mast for what i do
there are regrets just over that horizon
but i know i know i can count on you
i think of a time when i was unwilling
the dark days i counted with a mark on…
A love song....about this world of wonder that i am so fortunate to have found, or it found me.
yea we climb from the rubble
of confusion and some pain
we are the wonder of the world
and many streets we walked of bitter pills and rain
and we…
A love song....about this world of wonder that i am so fortunate to have found, or it found me.
yea we climb from the rubble
of confusion and some pain
we are the wonder of the world
and many streets we walked of bitter pills and rain
and we…
the clock on the wall is watching the window
the shades are at half mast for what i do
there are regrets just over that horizon
but i know i know i can count on you
i think of a time when i was unwilling
the dark days i counted with a mark on…
the clock on the wall is watching the window
the shades are at half mast for what i do
there are regrets just over that horizon
but i know i know i can count on you
i think of a time when i was unwilling
the dark days i counted with a mark on…
just a sliver of a moon
as i walk thru this town
yea it is trash night
and i am sacred bound
i am counting my steps
and i am looking at my hands
i am feeling your skin
some might say that i am a bird in the wind
i learned how to…
you tell me what you want
you tell what you need
i cant give you nothing honey
but this pretty little seed
where has the sun gone
and is it gone forever
will it come back someday
should we just give it some time
i ask you what…
i had ice coffee in the morning
moved my finger along a map
felt the future rising through me
i held the world in my lap
i though tabout texas this morning
kanas is now on my mind
followed you through the flood plains
the swelling rivers a…
just a sliver of a moon
as i walk thru this town
yea it is trash night
and i am sacred bound
i am counting my steps
and i am looking at my hands
i am feeling your skin
some might say that i am a bird in the wind
i learned how to…
i saw the curtains changing color
i watched the sun room come alive
i have been sitting in this rocker
wondering when you might arrive
i am hoping for redemption
cant stand the way i feel
i know it is only passing through me
rivers flood…
you tell me what you want
you tell what you need
i cant give you nothing honey
but this pretty little seed
where has the sun gone
and is it gone forever
will it come back someday
should we just give it some time
i ask you what…
just a sliver of a moon
as i walk thru this town
yea it is trash night
and i am sacred bound
i am counting my steps
and i am looking at my hands
i am feeling your skin
some might say that i am a bird in the wind
i learned how to…
i lay my head down on my pillow
outside i can see the evening sky
you are just over that Western horizon
and i dream that i can fly
the earth shakes '
my water breaks
we have given birth to something new
i see you standing hear before me
we…
i had ice coffee in the morning
moved my finger along a map
felt the future rising through me
i held the world in my lap
i though tabout texas this morning
kanas is now on my mind
followed you through the flood plains
the swelling rivers a…
amused, desire to feel inside and will i mean it
confused, and scared of what I'll find, and will I believe it
it's just a scratch but infection has already set it
we go on like the world will never end
no fear of tomorrow, no fear of today…
shame I make the same mistakes each time
adding up, piling on this list of my crimes
the biggest to the smallest weigh the same to me
buried beneath of mountain with no hope of getting free
holding on to my broken dreams
shame I have no…
This is from our album, "When I Was Your Age," recorded entirely in the month of February for our third year participating in the RPM Challenge. "When I Was Your Age" is a collection of 13 songs looking back at when we were kids.
This is from our album, "When I Was Your Age," recorded entirely in the month of February for our third year participating in the RPM Challenge. "When I Was Your Age" is a collection of 13 songs looking back at when we were kids.
Here's a song about that crush on the teacher many of us will remember - but maybe not totally admit...
Many thanks to another cultural landslide (http://alonetone.com/anotherculturallandslide ) for sending a neat MIDI riff for this song. We…
well recorded, catchy. nice little change at :48 sec. good observations. i have a teacher in 10th grade , she was just out of college, reminded me of joni mithell.....................
This is from our album, "When I Was Your Age," recorded entirely in the month of February for our third year participating in the RPM Challenge. "When I Was Your Age" is a collection of 13 songs looking back at when we were kids.
i remember seeing that crazy picture you use of yourself when i first started the rpm thing and wondering what the hell you were up to. a poloroid gone bad. sure glad i continued to be curious
sorry to hear you have been sick but it sounds as if it was productive. now that i am listening i think i may have alreadt commented on this. i am not sure how to take you r songs. they are so honest yet i cant tell if you are making up the feelings as if you are a blues singer or if you truely are telling your story. what ever you have something very relivant.
This was written for RPM 2009, mostly in January and was inspired by from a mix of current events and personal journey.
Lyrics:
The Queen of Pearls is wearing diamonds
up and down her fingers
She holds the door to the castle
where memories…
some good story telling.
thanks for the comments and introducing me to m. ward. i know greg brown, in from iowa, but m. ward i didnt. i operate in a create vacum at times just to try and stay me. i enjoyed listenimng to m. ward and realize you gave me a big complement. thanks so much
get those words up so we can follow along.....please (i said please!)
tim
wanted to thank you for telling me aboout Fred Eaglesmith. i sure do relate. ocationally folks will say i remind them of captian hook. i could hear that as well with fred. when i get some money i will down load some of his stuff.
you have a very diverse pallette.
nice work rob
tim
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Just rediscovering this great music after too long. Hope you're well wherever you are.
This track is superb! Another of my all time faves!! Cool, oh yeah! Bethan
Do they know how cool you are in that place?
Very nice lyrics.
great sound loving that voice. as we say in scotland "braw tell yer maw" magic.
Good one, Tim. Really enjoyed that.
loving that vocal.....excellent track
And I like this one even more. "and I'm saying what I'm thinking when i don't know what to say and we are the wonder of the world" Love it.
Yeah, I like this a lot. Very satisfying feel and groove
Nice song Tim , got a sixties feel , i like it lots
This is a great song...great feel to it too
Whoo, how cool is this!
Terrific track this!
Marvellous full sounds you achieve. I love this track too.
Your work is superb Tim! Another incredible track.
Extraordinary delivery, wow!
Ohhh yeah! Edible!
Brilliant track! Looooove the vocals.
Oh my, this does it for me. Wonderful lyrics, beautifully done.
I dont like the voice echo. but its pretty good. :D
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nice organ. really good observations. man we all struggle with love , dont we.
strange, things happen
nice feel. for the most part your work has a looking back kind of feel. very smoothly arranged tim
ice castles, wrecking ball, dark songs, what the hell happened?
pretty dark. february can be like that. nice bass playing. chorus at 1:19 is kick ass good job tim
crazy music. strange vocals. twisted good!!
clever! great stories and fantastic arrangments
you do write good songs!!!!!!!!!
well recorded, catchy. nice little change at :48 sec. good observations. i have a teacher in 10th grade , she was just out of college, reminded me of joni mithell.....................
the might be giants comes to mind. i have a 4 year old. i think he is going to like this as do i.
funny, un aware of reality
you are sort of taj ma hall meets tom waits
i remember seeing that crazy picture you use of yourself when i first started the rpm thing and wondering what the hell you were up to. a poloroid gone bad. sure glad i continued to be curious
sorry to hear you have been sick but it sounds as if it was productive. now that i am listening i think i may have alreadt commented on this. i am not sure how to take you r songs. they are so honest yet i cant tell if you are making up the feelings as if you are a blues singer or if you truely are telling your story. what ever you have something very relivant.
i like your seemingly random melodies. as if you are making it up as you go. probubly the best way tim
you have the same kind of theatrical thing going on as does pink floyd tim
this is really sweet. i wish you would upload your words to the "about" tab. i really like this . favored tim
some good story telling. thanks for the comments and introducing me to m. ward. i know greg brown, in from iowa, but m. ward i didnt. i operate in a create vacum at times just to try and stay me. i enjoyed listenimng to m. ward and realize you gave me a big complement. thanks so much get those words up so we can follow along.....please (i said please!) tim
wanted to thank you for telling me aboout Fred Eaglesmith. i sure do relate. ocationally folks will say i remind them of captian hook. i could hear that as well with fred. when i get some money i will down load some of his stuff. you have a very diverse pallette. nice work rob tim
love this one. love has a way of turning things inside out tim