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Canyons of my Mind

by Andrew Combs

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1.
I have run through the valley I have stormed the shore Dug my fingers in fields of fortune But never found what I’m looking for The wind, it whines, through skies of plunder Follow the signs for the heart of wonder I have held holy close to my heart Cursed my bended knees Quoted many knowing minds Lines I’ve read, but I’ve yet to believe Words, they numb this pain and hunger But nothing cures my heart of wonder What moves in the long limbed grasses What shadows the spirit catches What will be waiting when we’re gone I have heard heaven’s marching song Sung it, word for word Chased the blood of angel tongue Strained my lungs, all to be heard Still I hear it in the distant thunder Just out of reach for the heart of wonder
2.
Sleepwalker 04:20
I am the sleepwalker Lonely shadow in the night Looking for my lost lover Hiding in the canyons of my mind But you can’t help me If you don’t want me Any other way I try and spin it around Confusing helpless with feeling selfish I know, but baby it’s hard these days Sleepwalking, I’m sleep-calling out your name No need to wake the doctor No need to send for help For I am the sleepwalker Sleepwalking after no one else But you can’t help me If you don’t want me Any other night I might be sleeping sound Confusing dreaming with maybe believing That you’d come wandering back this way Sleepwalking, Sleep-calling out my name But you can’t help me If you don’t want me I know, but baby it’s hard these days Sleepwalking, Just sleep-calling out your name
3.
Where are all the pretty places? Where did they go? Torn down by all the lonely faces For something to hold Flat and static paved in progress name But what will all our little children say When the only place to play Is in the dirty rain Poison river, muddy water A dead man’s float Plastic people stacked in towers With nowhere to go The sun will fill with ice and concrete grey Cold and dark go on for days and days Till the only thing that remains Is the dirty rain Nothing’s really ever gold anymore Nothing shines like it did before Nothing’s really ever gold anymore Nothing shines like it did before Flat and static paved in progress name But what will all our little children say When the only place to play Is in the dirty rain
4.
Hazel 04:17
I always find it funny how Her name is her disguise The world calls her Hazel But she has the blackest eyes I watch her at her window Stand lonely like the moon I wonder what she’s looking for I wonder why she’s blue Oh Hazel I dream each night about your love Your raven eyes and feeble touch Oh Hazel You need not be alone my girl So let me in your lonely world They say she never smiles Nor hardly speaks a word I offer her a kind hello It’s like she never heard All the kids on the corner They laugh and call her names But they can’t see How she shines in the rain Oh Hazel I dream each night of your caress Fumbling fingers, naked breast Oh Hazel You need not be alone my girl So let me in your lonely world I wonder when your body yearns and pleads I wonder do you ever think of me Oh Hazel I dream each night about your love Your raven eyes and feeble touch Oh Hazel You need not be alone my girl So let me in your lonely world Yes, let me in your lonely word Oh Hazel
5.
One more dark and stormy morning Waking with an aching in his head Wiping off yesterday All the hurt and spiteful words that were said Well it seems to me he’s fallen From grace in some sweet darling’s eye But somewhere there’s another town And another woman waiting down the line Lost love and slow trains Whichever way you choose It don’t ever get too bad When you got them ramblin’, rose colored blues If he’s headed west and falls behind Derailed neath blue Missoula sky If the whistle blows him east Into the dirty screaming New York City night He might sleep beneath the stars Or on some borrowed bed he’ll find along the way He might charm a pretty face to keep him warm But come the morning, on his way Lost love and slow trains Whichever way you choose It don’t ever get too bad When you got them ramblin’, rose colored blues No storyline of destiny, Fable, or fantasy you’ll find Just another nowhere man Going anywhere, anytime he minds So while the world turns and worries Money, war and glory, right or wrong Silhouetted by the gloaming, off he goes Singing this old song Lost love and slow trains Whichever way you choose It don’t ever get too bad When you got them ramblin’, rose colored blues It don’t ever get too bad When you got them ramblin’, rose colored blues
6.
Better Way 04:15
I was wading in the mire, deep in the mud It was sticking to my soles, drowning my love Breathing in words of wisdom from fairweather friends I was dreaming of a better way I found myself like a fire finds folly in a flood Suffocating just to sit where others stood I found your eyes, they were drifting out towards mine You were looking for a better way Kristina, my believer You pinned me down, and I carved out your name Kristina, my believer I found your love like a river finds its way Sleepless nights we rumbled, tumbled in the dark Finally lost within knowing how honest love can start I touched your body, I made it all my own And you held me in those unfamiliar ways Kristina, my believer You pinned me down, and I carved out your name Kristina, my believer I found your love like a river finds its way Kristina, my believer You pinned me down, and I carved out your name Kristina, my believer I found your love like a river finds its way
7.
Lauralee 03:55
I used to love to watch the wind Fall and lift again Your flowing hair All I could do was stare That whispering quiet sound When it all came tumbling down Your skin all bare It just isn’t fair Cause I still feel you in the air somehow Just like you were here, but you’re not here now Lauralee A word with wings That’s all the wind sings Lauralee The bed that you once shared with me Lies there like my enemy Such a clever thief To steal my sleep Open windows, open eyes But the wind don’t sing no lullabyes All I hear Is a voice, so clear Asking where in the world did you go After all my questions, I still don’t know Lauralee A word with wings That’s all the wind sings Lauralee Lauralee A word with wings That’s all the wind sings Lauralee
8.
Every echo down your hall Every scrawl upon your wall Everywhere you find Blood hunters A siren wail and a crashing car A stranger’s stare in an empty bar Every crooked mile Blood hunters You can run and you can hide They will be watching Casting down their wretched eye They will be waiting Lover’s taste of salty skin Steeple swaying, high on sin Carving craters in your mind You can run and you can hide They will be watching Casting down their wretched eye They will be watching Blood hunters in the night They will be waiting Funeral smiles, shadows play Watch your step where spirits sway You can run and you can hide They will be watching Casting down their wretched eye They will be watching Blood hunters in the night They will be waiting
9.
Silk Flowers 04:09
Another morning, wide awake Different day, same mistake Some nameless stranger lying in my bed One more case of one more night I’ll have one more so I can fight That voice of reason weaving through my head But darling you’re the only thing constant on my mind Do you ever think about me, at least from time to time Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain My love is like these roses, dying to be true Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you I spend my days and what money made Biding time with wasted ways Clinging to the same old blues again All the shoulda been’s and the coulda done’s Just loaded questions in a loaded gun What’s the use in ridiculing words I left unsaid But darling I’m still holding on, a blossom stuck in time Do I ever cross your memory, like you’ve been crossing mine Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain My love is like these roses, dying to be true Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you Right or wrong, I’m hanging on Tracing your name in the sky Counting clouds, crying out Tears rolling by By and by Silk flowers forgotten on a lonely windowpane Dusty, dreaming of the day they’d touch the satin rain My love is like these roses, dying to be true Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you Withered, worn and waiting to find my way back to you
10.
It’s all gone to hell in bourgeois city Buy a ticket for some fun Take a seat, and lord take pity It’s the mulching of America Holographic talking people Coming from your tv screen See the church and see the steeple Praise to the bourgeois king Parasites and politicians Intertwined and holding hands Feed us fiction and fabrication Make this country great again Newspaper, headline story Who will stand for us and lead Cast your vote and do your duty Hail to the bourgeois king We’ll build a wall to block the enemy Build a wall to keep us free Build a wall to block the enemy Build a wall to keep us free We’ll build a wall to block the enemy Build a wall to keep us free Build a wall to block the enemy Build a wall to keep us free
11.
It was good the first time But all good things must end Sweet while it lasted So why go and try it again You keep on reaching For one more roll of the dice I've made my mistakes But I won't make them twice There's no sense in crying There's no need to blame When all that you're wanting Is just more of the same You can keep all the memories That you're holding on to I've already let go Of what it means to you Your looks may linger If I catch your eye There's no use in wondering If I'm waving hello or goodbye But there’s one thing for certain Something you should understand Sometimes love just slips through your hands There's no sense in crying There's no need to blame When all that you're wanting Is just more of the same You can keep all the memories That you're holding on to I've already let go Of what it means to you

credits

released April 7, 2017

All songs written by Andrew Combs (Chunk of Coal Publishing (SESAC)/Tunes of R and T (SESAC))

Except: “Sleepwalker” by Andrew Combs and Jordan Lehning (Oh No Skippy (ASCAP)),
“Lauralee” by Andrew Combs & Joe Henry (Cool Hand Music (ASCAP)),
“Silk Flowers” by Andrew Combs and Skylar Wilson (Catpad (SESAC)), &
“What It Means To You” by Andrew Combs & Caitlin Rose (Liz Rose Music/Pearl Tower Publishing (BMI))

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Produced by Skylar Wilson and Jordan Lehning
Engineered and mixed by Jeremy Ferguson at Battle Tapes Studio in Nashville, TN
All songs arranged by Andrew Combs, Jordan Lehning, and Skylar Wilson
All strings arranged by Jordan Lehning
Photography by Melissa Madison Fuller
Album design by Fetzer Design

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Andrew Combs: acoustic guitar, electric guitar, percussion, bgvs
Dominic Billett: drums, percussion, bgvs
Michael Rinne: upright bass, electric bass
Ethan Ballinger: acoustic guitar, baritone ukulele, tenor guitar, electric guitar
Skylar Wilson: keys, percussion, bgvs
Jordan Lehning: keys, bgvs
Jim Hoke: pedal steel guitar, saxophone, flute, accordion
James Westfall: vibraphone
Caitlin Rose: vocals, bgvs
Erin Rae: bgvs
Lera Lynn: bgvs
Kristin Weber: violin and bgvs
Zach Casebolt: violin
Avery Bright: viola
Cassie Shudak: viola
Emily Nelson: cello
Melodie Chase: cello

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Thanks to Jordan Lehning, Skylar Wilson, Davis Inman, Michael Krumper, John Strohm, Matt Elam, Kim Buie, John Allen & everyone at New West, Craig Balsam, Brad Kenard, Jen Duke, Tom Bridgewater, Julia Grant, Melodeene Martin, Jeremy Ferguson, Dominic Billett, Michael Rinne, Ethan Ballinger, Melissa Madison Fuller, Jeremy & Beth Fetzer, Scott Schmadeke, Joe Garner, and Jerry Bernhardt.

A special thanks to Kristin and Mom & Dad for your continued love and support.

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