Bitter
(Tyner/Creasman)
Been so long
Still so strong
It’s a funny way to show me
Painting wrong and right
On a canvas you won’t let me
Take into the light
I am leaving, I am leaving
Safely to the shore
Do not follow, do not follow
I don’t love you any more
This is my name
I forgot the taste of
The bitter way you
Won’t say my name
I will not mistake us
For anything, but
All the little words and phrases
Whispered in the phone
Each and every open wound
That cut me to the bone
I am wasted, I am wasted
Hanging by your thread
I erased it, I erased it
Running from my head
This is my name
I forgot the taste of
The bitter way you
Won’t say my name
I will not mistake us
For anything, but
This is my name
I forgot the taste of
The bitter way you
Won’t say my name
I will not mistake us
For anything, for anything
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Rain Keeps Falling
(Tyner/Creasman)
On the edge of town
Wishing I could put things right
With the whole world upside down
I can hardly put up a fight
Rain keeps falling on this little town
Take a good look there’s no one around
Silence makes such a lonely sound
And the rain keeps falling down
In another life
I know I wronged or hurt someone
Now this heavy price
Has laid me low like the setting sun
Rain keeps falling on this little town
Take a good look there’s no one around
Silence makes such a lonely sound
And the rain keeps falling down
Maybe it’s not that hard
Maybe now is right for a change
Tomorrow is not so far
Nothing for nothing is a fair exchange
Maybe it’s not that hard
Maybe now is right for a change
Tomorrow is not so far
Nothing for nothing is a fair exchange
Rain keeps falling on this little town
Take a good look there’s no one around
Silence makes such a lonely sound
And the rain keeps falling down
Jon Albers: vocal
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal harmony and acoustic guitar
Carousel
(Tyner/Creasman)
She stands like a clarion call for disaster
Never stays for the break of a beautiful mind
And there’s no one home
And no way to know what it takes to ever outlast her
She sings with the Sirens’ song of distraction
Never plays it safe, never asks for time
And she’s all her own
And everything you think you know is just another abstraction
And I can’t see a thing in the sunshine
But I don’t want to close my eyes
Spent my whole life running around
Like a carousel horse just nowhere bound
And I don’t see this ride slowing down
And I can’t touch the ground
No I can’t touch the ground
She schemes Rabelaisian dreams to perfection
Never claims the blame, crossing over the line
And there’s no one home
And anything that nobody knows becomes another obsession
And I can’t see a thing in the sunshine
But I don’t want to close my eyes
Spent my whole life running around
Like a carousel horse just nowhere bound
And I don’t see this ride slowing down
And I can’t touch the ground
No I can’t touch the ground
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Already Gone
(Tyner)
Time is written down in the lines on my face
And time is something we don’t have a way to replace
And we don’t even know ‘til it’s already gone
Some things are hot and some things are cold
You know I never took physics and I don’t really know
How the universe falls so hard
Is it all luck or a master plan?
You know I don’t really pray but I feel like I can
See something in a wild card
And the river runs so wide
While the fire burns so bright
Life is so mean to me, not like it used to be
I can remember how mama used to speak to me
Back in the day, before all her scars
Playing in the garden with a little purple martin
Keeping clear of the big house, quiet as a church mouse
I can recall the strangeness of it all
And the river runs so wide
While the fire burns so bright
Time is written down in the lines on my face
And time is something we don’t have a way to replace
And we don’t even know ‘til it’s already gone
We can never see the end of any of the mystery
There is nothing there is only you and me and history
We don’t know ‘til it’s already gone
Life is so mean to me, not like it used to be
I can remember how mama used to speak to me
Back in the day, before all her scars
Time is written down in the lines on my face
And time is something we don’t have a way to replace
And we don’t even know ‘til it’s already gone
We can never see the end of any of the mystery
There is nothing there is only you and me and history
We don’t know ‘til it’s already gone
And it’s already gone
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Love Is All Around
(Tyner)
Drive away from here
Smile for what you know
Bittersweet to a brand new future
Eyes on the road
Don’t carry burdens that no one uses
Don’t even measure the time
Clear your page of its worn-out verses
Fly
Right away from here
Free from the mold
Pack up the smiles and the warm embraces
Leave behind the cold
You got a way with your funny phrases
And the light in your eye
To build a love into empty spaces
Fly
And love is all around
Light shines in the strangest places
Love is all around
It’s where you are
Love is all around
Life moves at the strangest paces
Love is all around
It’s where you are
Hey, it’s where you are
Wipe away your tear
Reach for the rope
Lift yourself to a new horizon
Breathe in the hope
Troubles come like a dime for the dozen
Who can answer why?
We don’t wait for the shortcut
We just fly
And love is all around
Light shines in the strangest places
Love is all around
It’s where you are
Love is all around
Life moves at the strangest paces
Love is all around
It’s where you are
Hey, it’s where you are
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Gray
(Tyner)
In the arms of September we lay
Trying to behave
Close but far away
Wondering if we both might fall someday
Into the gray space
Between the poet and the dream
In the dark of confusion we pray
Striving for the day
Fearing our decay
Wishing for a role we might betray
Into the gray space
Between the poet and the dream
Why, with so much more to find,
Do we lock ourselves inside these chains?
You and I, we understand the night
And moving like the tide, we change
In the arms of September we lay
Trying to behave
Close but far away
Wondering if we both might fall someday
Into the gray space
Between the poet and the dream
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Pleiades
(Tyner)
What I like
You know your story’s not the only one
You’re such a super-fan of everyone
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
What I like
Don’t be afraid to stop and see the sun
Do anything seems like it might be fun
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
I’ll follow you into a mystery
I’ll let you take me to the final scene
Anything you imagine
Oh anything you imagine
You’re The Pleiades
Oh you’re The Pleiades
I said hold on
Just hold on
What I like
It don’t matter where if you can meet me there
Been back and forth still got a lot to share
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
I’ll follow you into a mystery
I’ll let you take me to the final scene
Anything you imagine
Oh anything you imagine
You’re The Pleiades
Oh you’re The Pleiades
I said The Pleiades
You and me, The Pleiades
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar
Miles Away From Home
(Tyner/Creasman/Albers)
Heat rising on the blacktop
Lines dancing on the road
Seven hours without a stop
And I’m miles away from home
Through the sun and summer rain
Ghost towns all look the same
It’s a long road out there all alone
And I’m miles away from home
Skipping like a broken record
Out here on the road
Seems no matter where I go
I’m miles away from home
Those words running through your head
Cut closer to the bone
Tried calling but the line was dead
And I’m miles away from home
Think I’ll keep on heading west
Maybe find something near Barstow
The road can be a lonesome test
When you’re miles away from home
Skipping like a broken record
Out here on the road
Seems no matter where I go
I’m miles away from home
Jon Albers: vocal
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal harmony and acoustic guitar
Run
(Tyner/Creasman)
Tripping over stones in my pathway
Running from the hounds trying to get away, baby
Memorize your lines and you’re okay
Never make the time it takes to find a better way
You think she’ll stay
Back of the line for the late show
Standing all alone wondering how you got so low
Maybe in the crowd, someone you know
You’ll never get up if you’ve got no hand to hold
It’s fool’s gold, bought and sold
Be what you can be
Go where you can go
Fall, yeah you’re gonna fall
But at the end of it all
You hold your head tall
Hold your head tall
Find what you can find
Wind where the road will wind
Time, it’s only time
Don’t count the days
Just hold the line
Just hold the line
Tripping over stones in my pathway
Running from the hounds trying to get away, baby
Memorize your lines and you’re okay
Take a look around don’t be surprised to find
You’ll be alright
Tripping over stones in my pathway
Running from the hounds trying to get away, baby
Jon Albers: vocal harmony
Matt Creasman: electric guitar
Chad Cushenbery: bass guitar
Travis Heying: drums/percussion
Toby Tyner: vocal and acoustic guitar