Preying Field

Welcome to the overload Where all of my great big dreams Crumble to the undertow Can't adjust the scene Welcome to the falling down Grab the cup that's coming around Tumbling off the carousel Can't adjust the scene Michael in his Sunday…

Some night It's gonna be a whole lot better Some night I'm not gonna feel alone I want to pick it up And throw it all up to the sky How can love be so much better? How can that be so much better than this?

Hey it's a Saturday night Look at me up there Look at me with a cigarette What if I asked you to care? Did Jesus weep? Did he cry like this? Did he feel so damned alone God it helps me to tell you I'm falling You got eyes like diamonds…

I'm standing in the yard I'm fixing my car The cables and the lines hold the rhythm As the sun sets over Daddy's willow tree You take my hand Let's go for a walk We'll stroll through the fields Watch the air play gently through the corn…

Well he's an artist Not my friend He's got a chip as big as I have seen He's an artist with media clout So God Damned deep Just figure him out I don't like him Well I'm an artist Easy, just figure me out My hair's not blue when I…

Well he's an artist Not my friend He's got a chip as big as I have seen He's an artist with media clout So God Damned deep Just figure him out I don't like him Well I'm an artist Easy, just figure me out My hair's not blue when I…

Wouldn't want to be the one who's overlooked It's like needles in the eyes He says he's gonna write a really big book I don't know Dreaming's about the only way I spend my time Push me back, I'm rolling in a shallow brook I'm laughing…

Welcome to the overload Where all of my great big dreams Crumble to the undertow Can't adjust the scene Welcome to the falling down Grab the cup that's coming around Tumbling off the carousel Can't adjust the scene Michael in his Sunday…

Some night It's gonna be a whole lot better Some night I'm not gonna feel alone I want to pick it up And throw it all up to the sky How can love be so much better? How can that be so much better than this?

Hey it's a Saturday night Look at me up there Look at me with a cigarette What if I asked you to care? Did Jesus weep? Did he cry like this? Did he feel so damned alone God it helps me to tell you I'm falling You got eyes like diamonds…

First track recorded live at Proctors Theater in Schenectady NY sometime in 1994. We had the place all to ourselves. A huge Victorian theater with us just set up in a circle on the stage with some overhead mics. No overdubs, straight to DAT.

I load the trucks I haul the baggage Bound for places near and far Over land to destinations Past muddy rivers and boarded farms I've still got your faded picture Although it hurts to see you smile And against my best intentions I'm…

Hold the line Are we old enough? Shouldn't we be asking questions like that? Well, I don't know And I don't care Lately I've been asking questions Lots of questions I had a dream We were making love On the floor of your apartment And…

They load a plane in Bombay Destination unknown The man in the suit says "A deal's a deal" The evil's free from its home Some people think that where the power lies Is in the size of your hand But we've got connections to make We've…

Second track recorded live at Proctors Theater in Schenectady NY sometime in 1994. This song written by our bass player, Alan Okey. We had the place all to ourselves. A huge Victorian theater with us just set up in a circle on the stage with some…

Fourth track recorded live at Proctors Theater in Schenectady NY sometime in 1994. this instrumental was written by our guitar payer, Crick (Christian Diefendorf). We had the place all to ourselves. A huge Victorian theater with us just set up…