Temporary(Bridges)

-"Temporary" is quite simple.I always think of it as a song about patience,lyrically and musically.It has been one of my favorite songs to play from the get-go.I.

Together we will run

And I wish that we were one…

With the world again

We were hangin' in the flats

Like a buddha,there we sat

And we felt the peace again

Like an evergreen

There in the forest scene

We may lose our dignity

Like a raging river

We may wind on forever

And empty into the sea

NOTHING LASTS FOREVER

NOR GOOD OR NASTY WEATHER

ONE THING TO REMEMBER

EMPTINESS IS TEMPORARY

Me?Robot?(Bridges)

-A few years ago I would spend a weekend in ..:namespace prefix = st1 ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" />East Tennessee every now and then.Just driivin' around enjoying the scenery.Anyway..i would always notice toward the Cherokee National Forest close to Erwin,TN, an automotive graveyard….BOOYA,right there in the middle of the beautiful forest…hundreds of automobiles….yikes!not sure if this songs translates that,but that's what I always think of.

They raised me on mechanics in a progessive industry

Built for mass consumption

Stright from the factory

They damn me if I succeed

They damn me I fail

They turn to me for answers,but my system always fails

I am a shape-shifter

I blend in with the scene

And come time for inspection,I may elevate my queen

Don't tell me that I've lost it,you know I'm the king

I sill run on the essentials like love and gasoline

I WAS RUN DOWN
I WAS WASHED UP

I WAS UP THE CREEK
I WAS OUTTA LUCK

I WAS FADED

I WAS TOSSED OUT

I WAS UP THE CREEK
I WAS OUTTA LUCK

Leaving Gailwood St.(Bridges)

-"Gailwood" was written in 2004.Me ,Ronnie and Ben actually recorded the demo version of this at an old house on Gailwood St. in Nashville.The lyrics are as confusing as the basement of that house.Though the song has become quite personal for some of us familiar with that joint,it was never intended that way.Funny how things come full circle at times.

Another night here sittin' in this chair

It was a barstool last night

We're holed up in this "café"

It's a brand new site

That's where our conversation starts

We may understand,the law of this land,but the lights…they burn my eyes

Our conversation moves to the other side

That's when we talk about your life

And we keep talkin' on,until the morning comes

ON MY WAY BACK HOME

WE SEE THE LIGHT BURN SO BRIGHT

THEN I FIND US ALL ALONE

AND WE WONDER IF WE'VE BEEN HERE

HAVE WE BEEN HERE BEFORE

Maybe a little bit,of a misunderstanding

You stared at the dash and the warning signs

You look ahead cuz you don't wanna hurt yo' self

But look at what you drag behind

Off you go and you'll say

"It's been nice to know you…I hope to see you on down the line"

But all you say seems to fall on deaf ears

Still you push on through the day

You keep pushin on,until the morning comes

ON MY WAY BACK HOME

WE SEE THE LIGHT BURN SO BRIGHT

THEN I FIND US ALL ALONE

AND WE WONDER IF WE'VE BEEN HERE

HAVE WE BEEN HERE BEFORE

                                                 If We Crosssed The River(Bridges)

-This one was origianlly titled "Lick The Witch".A friend had told me he thought his girlfriend was a witch,and she totally put some bad juju on him,he was trapped.So 'lick' refers to defeat,not,well…you know.What does that have to do with crossing rivers and deliverence?I have no idea….

Should I run?

Should I fly?

Should shout out to the sky

Avoid the lines drawn on my face

I will never again run this race

I denied my fate,and I escaped it

I'll climb to safety again

I denied my fate,and I escaped

There was nothing to lose and even less to win

I'll gain some youth

I'll let it loose

Take these shackles

And loosen my noose

I heard a drummer

I moved my feet

But could never imitate the beat

I denied my fate,and I escaped it

I'll climb to safety again

I denied my fate,and I escaped

There was nothing to lose and even less to win

IF WE CROSS THE RIVER

MAY WE BE DELIVERED

Denied fate

I escape

Denied fate

I escape

Denied fate

I escape

Denied fate

I escape

IF WE CROSS THE RIVER

MAY WE BE DELIVERED

The Echo That Whispers(Bridges)

--Sometimes those little voices can do some good….someone told me that listening to those voices is ok…just don't talk back and always filter that s**t.Is that TMI?

I was looking for a new translation

A whisper echoed from my home…"there's no time to raom"

I came home on this visitation

I was tripping on the shadows of the sun

I heard the voices say….

SHINE A LIGHT,SHINE IT BRIGHTER

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

WE CAN TAP HIM ON THE SHOULDER

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

We all look for a new understanding

We may find it anothers eyes

We all look for new understanding

We may find it in the echoes at night

SHINE A LIGHT,SHINE IT BRIGHTER

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

WE CAN TAP HIM ON THE SHOULDER

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

UNTIL HE TURNS AROUND

Cocaine Cowgirl(Bridges)

-Even if I don't mean to,I seem to always find a way to offend people.I think this one was written about a couple of old friends' loss of innocence ,and the silliness of  NashVegas and the excess that surrounds some of it's inhabitants.Oh well….the keys will always light up someone's night.

We used to be content with rollin' in the hay

Those days are gone and so is the innocence anyway

Now we like the rodeos and hold tight right outta the gate

Even if we beat the clock,it my scare us straight

Now I'm a loner

And I like to have my time

It's been that since that night on I-65

I'm runnin' with a new bunch

Got my head up in the clouds

Hiding out in barrells,like a rodeo clown

THIS YEAR THERE WON'T BE SNOW FALLING ON ALABAMA

IT ONLY TURNS TO RAIN

IT KEEPS THINGS CLEAR

I NEVER UNDERSTOOD WHY I LEFT THAT LIFE BEHIND ME

I MUST FEEL A LITTLE FREEDOM HERE

In my new world I keep Disney on my mind

Florida to Cali,you know the sun alway