MOVIN' ON

hank barbee ©2010

 

Can we clean this all up?

Or let it all go?

Is it time to say what we already know?

That this river of pain 

Now a river of tears

Has washed over the banks

Of this many years

When love ain’t enough, well, what is that worth?

Turn me around and take back this hurt

We keep on dyin’ cause we keep on tryin’

It ain’t in the truth, it’s all in denyin’ that

 

It ain’t about right or wrong

It’s just about movin’ on

You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…

If it’s all in black and white

And you can’t be wrong or right

Keep the pieces you love and let the rest go…

 

You tried to pack me away, in a neat little box

And set me aside, but I kept spilling out…

Our road has been rough, though we tried our best

Now all the lines in the sand, have left a damn big mess

For better or worse til death do us part

Until this bandage falls off of my heart

Put it back on, do you think it will stick?

With so much blood and a hole this big?

 

It ain’t about right or wrong

It’s just about movin’ on

You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…

And when you scared of bein’ blue

That’s all the fear just comin’ through

Sometimes bein’ alone is the best that we can do…

 

(bridge) We’re just not who we were

I don’t know what to do

I don’t have a clue

You say I don’t know you

Anymore 

The reasons why

No longer apply

Hide away and lock the door

Don’t see the love,

Don’t see our blood spillin out on this floor…

***

It ain’t about right or wrong

It’s just about movin’ on

You leave a piece of yourself wherever you go…

If it’s all in black and white

And you can’t be wrong or right

You’ll take the pieces you love wherever you go…

 

It ain’t about right or wrong

It’s just about movin’ on

If you love someone, you’ll just let’em go

Starting over you can find what you were always looking for…

 

THE DOOR

hank barbee ©2010

v.1.

the pillows are thrown

the sheets hangin on

covers rolled up to the edge

the air is still blue

and it smells like you

there’s more than your voice in my head

 

if true love was sin

like what has just been

would it linger on in the night?

I long for your touch

to burn me up

it’s your heat that keeps me alive

 

won’t you turn around, my love

come back down to what we’ve found

it’s not the same old thing in here

that you had before

no, it’s so much more

so let’s keep it on

this side of the door

 

v.2.

the song in my head

that you sang in my bed

was a beautiful wreckage of mine

and hung in the smoke

were the sad, sad notes

of a melody that put out your fire

 

when your boots hit the floor

I tell you once more

that I will do anything…

begging is tough

but it’s still not enough

to convince you to stay…

 

don’t you open up that door

turn around for what we’ve found

it’s not the same old thing in here

that you had before

no it’s so much more

so let’s keep it on

this side of the door

 

INSTRUMENTAL BREAK

 

v.3.

remember the days

when you would stay

closer to me than close?

if I feel like home

then I’m where you belong

don’t go…. don’t…

 

don’t you open up that door

come back around to what we’ve found

its not the same old thing in here

that we had before

no,  it’s so much more

 

so let’s keep it on

this side…

 

let’s keep it on

this side…

 

let’s keep it on

this side of the door…

 

SOME KINDA LOVE

hank barbee & liz hargett ©2011

 

that’s some kinda love 

that’ll call me up 

at 1:15 in the mornin 

you make me laugh 

and forget I’m sad

and put a smile on my face… 

 

well that’s some kind love

that can pick me up

when I’m havin ‘one of those days’

I’m fit to be tied

beaten and lied to

but you don’t walk away

 

that’s some kinda friend 

that will break and bend 

all the rules just to let you play 

that’s a big big love 

who will hold you up 

no matter what gets in our way  



well that’s some kinda love

when the times get tough

you know just what I need

a three hour walk

when I just need to talk

cause life’s been kicking me

 

that’s some kinda love

that can prop me up

a shoulder I can lean on 

when all that I dread

can’t get me out of bed

don’t wanna face the day

 

that’s some kinda friend

that will break and bend 

all the rules just to let you play 

that’s a big big love 

who will hold you up 

no matter what gets in our way 

 

that’s some kinda love

that can crack me up

smiling with your silly face

never again 

will it happen, my friend

we’ll never say goodbye… 

 

that’s some kinda love 

that’s some kinda love 

that’s some kinda love 

 

that’s some kinda love 

that’s some kinda love 

that’s some kinda love 

 

NEVER USED TO MIND

2011 lynn lasseter

v.1.

I never used to mind

wearing your favorite shirt

sleeves rolled up

…down to my knees

with nothing underneath 

 

I never used to mind 

when we wore nothing at all

Face to face in bed

with desire in between

 

c.1.

Now I find 

that I'm just a little bit tired 

Of wearing this smile

and saying it’s alright 

Yes, I find 

that I'm just a little bit tired 

Of wearing this smile 

and saying that I’m fine

 

 v.2

I never used to mind

wearing my heart on my sleeve

for the world to see… that I gave it to you

now where’s our dream come true?

 

 

I never used to mind

wearing your name like a ghost

I gave you the most

I ever, ever could give

 

chorus repeat

 

 bridge

Wish dreams didn’t fade and love didn’t leave

If time went back then I could believe

I wish I could remember one thing

How I never used to mind 

Wearing your ring

 

c.3.

Now I find

that I'm just a little bit tired

Of wearing this smile 

saying it's alright 

Yes, I find 

I'm just a little bit tired 

Of wearing this smile 

and sayin that I’m fine

and sayin that I’m fine

I’m not fine

SOMETIMES

by Liz Hargett ©2010

 

Sometimes I don’t feel like getting up

Sometimes I don’t feel like laying down

Sometimes it’s not coffee in my cup

Sometimes I’m more lost than I am found

 

Sometimes I close the blinds and pull the shades

Sometimes the sun’s too bright on my window sill

Sometimes I think I’m dreaming but I’m awake

Sometimes I think I’m running but I’m standing still

 

Today has been a day of sometimes

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be  

 

Sometimes there’s no song on my radio

Sometimes it’s just not sad enough for me

Sometimes the music’s fast when I’m dancing slow

Sometimes to dance alone is what I need

 

Today has been a day of sometimes

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be

Today has been a day of sometimes

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be

 

Today has ended like so many days before    

I’m tired of sometimes

There’s gotta be something more…

 

Today has been a day of sometimes

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be

Today has been a day of sometimes

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be

And it’s looking like tomorrow just may be

WASHED AWAY