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This roots-rock and reggae album ranges from contemplative to humorous, from cajun to eastern, with a lot of room for improvisation. Brian Stoltz of the Funky Meters and formerly of the Neville Brothers, guest stars on guitar and vocals on several songs.

14 MP3 Songs in this album (62:24) !
Related styles: Rock: Roots Rock, Reggae: Smooth Reggae, Mood: Quirky

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Lyrics For A Time Of The SIgns

All songs by Dave F. Easley (Heartifact Publishing)

1 Black Eyed Susan

Black eyed Susan, I heard your name in the howling wind.
I was so much into loving you I forgot we once were friends.
Your's it was a balmy day when history was it's own reward
And we were struck like wind chimes, two notes of the same chord.

I kissed you in a dream last night.
I really couldn't stop.
If it had been for real you would have had to call a cop.
I guess I forgot you were married,
Or, rather you weren't in this particular dream.
And I was set to follow you like Merlin and the gleam.

Black eyed Susan, I heard your name in the howling wind.
I was so much into loving you I forgot we once were friends.
Your's it was a balmy day when history was it's own reward
And we were struck like wind chimes, two notes of the same chord.

I woke to dis-appointment.
I remembered you were married to my friend
I'm going to sleep for twenty years like Rip Van Winkle and
Dream you again and again.

I woke to dis-appointment.
I remembered you were married to my friend
I'm going to lose my head like in Ichabod Crane
And ride after you again, and again.

2 Confessions of a Mossy Stone

These songs wear my face.
They are confessions of a mossy stone.
I had a brother who had no face to be known by,
No liver to form the bile of hatreds,
No bridge to ice in cold weather, oh
Or burn from the tired madness of the river of blind ambitions.

These songs have no ambitions.
Maybe they are meant to be
The face of a faceless brother
With no times of his own to draw inside.

3 Once Upon A Sad, Red Rooster

Don't fret about the cost of that egg you're frying.
Once upon a sad, red rooster the blues was dying.
Just play me that one part, to jump start a broken heart,
Where the A chord goes off like a Teller mine,
Like some rock throwing bully from the end times.
All I know when that highway bends,
Where true life starts and dreaming ends,
It's good to motor on with friends.
All I know when the cliff meets the sea,
Reality juts into fantasy,
I need someone there besides just me.

The tired old wind
Whistled down the streets.
Snaking down the alley like a midnight cheat.
Don't try to tell me I wasn't very kind.
My heart only froze so it wouldn't melt.
If I swallowed every time I was fed a line,
I'd be fat enough to wear and asteroid belt.
When the last leaf falls from the dying tree,
Remember me,
Penniless and free.

4 Now You Know Why I've Got The Blues

I dated a girl in a hoop skirt
So I wouldn't get too close.
I caught the clap from her anyway
It must have jumped straight through her clothes.
Now you know why I've got the blues.
So, don't ask for no more clues.

Put all my money on a phillie in the third heat
But not just to place or show.
It led the way to the finish line.
Then it had to stop to blow it's nose.
Now you know why I've got the blues.
So, don't ask for no more clues.

I quit drinking so I'd be able to drive straight.
I drove straight into a laundry truck.
The Chinese character that fell on my head
Was the symbol for good luck.
Now you ⦠clues.

I've got bugs infesting my apartment.
But I didn't want to make a complaint.
So I sprayed myself with repellent.
It turned out to be car paint.
Now you ⦠clues.

My girlfriend woke me up
And said she's moving to LA
And the only reason she woke me up
Is cause my car's parked in her way.
Now you ⦠clues.

My boss has really been screwing me
Till it really makes me ill.
The thing that makes it worse:
He's been taking penis enlargement pills.
Now you know why I've got the blues.
So, don't ask for no more clues.

5 Judge, Dat Towin' Sign Waddunt Dare Before

Judge, dat towin' sign waddunt dare before
Dey put it up so dey could tow me; now dats really low.
I said, "Now we goin to court". Dey put up 2 mo.
Why dey hadda go n do like dat way fo?

If you park your car way down in New Orleans
You betta take a pitcha o da whole dang scene.
n don't choo foget to put da time stamp on.
You might jus come out to find yo car is gone.

Now my ol junker aint dat pretty and she aint dat slick.
But I paid for dat ride. I didn't pull no tricks.
Now dat I finally got da title dat says it's really been bought,
I got to buy it back again from da towin' lot.

When dey put up dat sign dey put it up so high
Dey had ta either climb a ladder or drop down from da sky.
Why dey had ta put it outta sight like dat?
I couldn't even see it through my cowboy hat.

Now don't you laugh at my vehicle. Don't you say nuthin mean.
She's a little crumpled up but she's a fine machine.
Why dey need all da money on my credit card
Just ta drive my car outta dat towin' yard?

Judge, dat towin' sign waddunt dare before
Dey put it up so dey could tow me; now dats really low.
I said, "Now we goin to court". Dey put up 2 mo.
Why dey hadda go n do like dat way fo?

6 Bale Of Hay

My old lady wants me to treat her
like her name is Brittney Spears.
The onliest thing is the poor old gal
Aint got but two tin ears,
Weighs about a half a ton
And that aint counting what she put on today.
My girlfriend thinks she's a rock star but she's built like a bale of hay.

She polished up dem toenails.
Armani cosmetics are on her face.
She bosses me around
Like she owns my whole damn place.
When she makes a beeline for the fridge
I'd better clear out of her way.
My girlfriend thinks she's a rock star but she's built like a bale of hay.

She always likes to berate me
Cause I aint as pretty as Johnny Depp.
And I aint as handsome as Bradley Pitt.
So, I'd better watch my step.
Well, she tips the scales at about ten times what Angelina Jolie weighs.
My girlfriend thinks she's a movie star but she's built like a bale of hay.

If she really was a haystack
She could feed a Clydesdale horse.
And, if you could fit that horse into a frying pan,
She'd eat him for a second course.
You'd be far more likely to see her
With Mr. Ed than Doris Day.
My girlfriend thinks she's a TV star but she's built like a bale of hay.

She always wanted her presence to be felt both near and far.
They feel tremors over in Uzbekistan when she dances the Cha, Cha, Cha.
She's bummed out that she's got to be stuck with me
Instead of Lawrence Oliver.
My girlfriend thinks she's a movie star but she's built like a bale of hay.

7 Sad Train Whistle Blues

Saw your train pullin' away and I heard the whistle
And it's too, too late to tell if one more kiss will make you stay.
Now this blues won't leave any more than the black will leave the night
Though it may cloud over and rain all night they say.

One thing you can say: we both played fair,
Never went to sleep on a fight,
Never acted like we didn't care anyway.
And, if I see your train in some sad, dreamtime miles,
I'll hope you're sleeping sweet and safe
Like some baby child of mine.

Now our insides are wound up like two balls of twine
But, I'm not yours and you're not mine anymore.
And if I see your train in some sad, dreamtime miles,
I'll hope you're sleeping sweet and safe
Like some baby child of mine.

Saw your train pullin' away and I heard the whistle
And it's too, too, late to tell if one more kiss will make you stay.

8 Stove Pipe Hat

Daddy, you know I always try to win,
Just like your dear, true son.
But, is it the fault of a stove pipe hat
If it won't fit the head it's on?

You know I'm always trying to make my way,
Working day and night.
But, is it the fault of a stoney brook
Some beavers dammed up all its might?

And, every turn is like the catacombs
Beneath the Roman streets.
But, is it the fault of my tired feet
If I can't find my own way home?
Can't find my own way home.

Ten thousand roads,
Ten thousand turns,
Taken one by one,
Like each new day to disappear
Into the setting sun,
Into the setting sun.

Daddy, now you've reached the other side,
With your father and his too.
Every step I take on this hard earth
I'm on my way to you,
On my way to you.

Ten thousand roads,
Ten thousand turns,
Taken one by one,
Like each new day to disappear
Into the setting sun,
Into the setting sun.

9 Under A Pagan Moon

Let me hear the midnight cricket choir,
Leave fear and spite in the Beltane fire,
Come to still, cool water soon
Under a pagan moon.

Baby moths like fresh green leaves.
Grown-up moths prefer sweater sleeves.
Many struggle for a life of ease.
I want something to believe.

Let me hear the midnight cricket choirâ¦

Dark stream currents carry life itself.
Fire feeds the music in your muscle and blood.
Lost in his chant, a little elf, collects faces in driftwood from the flood
And waits to be in our dreams.
As the elf spins, magic drawings from his hat appear
That draw you in like passionate voices from a play.
Yet it's only full of dream chasers on a flashlight stage,
Tragic actors on a burning page.
Hope, she would keep her wings in a black-swept sea
And dry them in a breeze of laughing stones
Turned for centuries on the shore.

Twas a still-birth-mother with her silence gone
Had to wade through the forest of my clanging song
Though she smiled inside as she reached the sea
And said, "So long to the boiling sun of my days.
I've already gone on, like the blind kiss of dawn
Left in orbit when the moon rolls over and
Royal dreams walk like the escaping night,
Or, sometimes, lie like some cold cop's chalk drawing
On the ground around the failure of a lovelight,
Or the victory of fright."

Eerie eyesores assault your vision down on river road.
You've heard of that road that's paved with good intentions.
This looks like the end of that road.
My road has gypsy fiddles in a covered bridge.
Rains stream through ditches then you top the ridge.
A little Spanish girl loves my icicle coat,
Reflecting scenes around me in its crystal, hologram awakening
And cool, dripping impermanence.

I asked the professor for a consciousness probe,
Where the dark star landed.
Meet the new wrinkle on the face of time;
The heart of gold disbanded.
I asked the cab driver with a pleading sob,
"Turn off that Jesus station."
Fifty thousand watts and the power of God
Are such a noxious combination.

Baby moths like fresh, green leaves.
Grown-up moths prefer sweater sleeves.
Many struggle for a life of ease.
I want something to believe.

Let me hear the midnight cricket choir,
Leave fear and spite in the Beltane fire,
Come to still cool water soon
Under a pagan moon.

10 Two Nightmares

Four ice-block oceans from a big, red summertime,
Three riders of the Arapahoe,
When the world was just barely mine,
When the world was just barely mine,
Two like Hansel with his crumbs now eaten,
One dead, like winter, at the edge of the quiet night
When the world was broken by the bells of Christmas
And my hound would shiver at the Prince of Moontime,
Hollow out the night with his wolfen whine,
Yes, he would hollow out the night with his wolfen whine.

I was depressed enough to state, "Here he is!"
With great sarcasm
Whenever I saw myself anywhere,
And mean enough to respond in kind.

Envy him, the saddest flailler of the broken fortune wheel,
Grand beginner of endless stories,
And they all started with the big bang cataclysm.
Three anthropologists and a priest and a rabbi
Went into a bar where their horses were tied.
All sat waiting for the punch line to be delivered
Till, one by one, they all died.
And my hound would shiver at the prince of moontime,
Hollow out the night with his wolfen whine,
Yes, he would hollow out the night with his wolfen whine.

I was depressed enough to state, "Here he is!"
With great sarcasm
Whenever I saw myself anywhere,
And mean enough to respond in kind.

One night, when their stride was broken,
Two mares of the Arapahoe broke away,
Three miles from nowhere and, if their thoughts were spoken,
For what? would be what they would say.

11 Magic Dreams

One day a wandering amazon met a piper with a light fingered sway.
On her back did she bear him
To the child's dream (child stream) where the night meets the day.
With darkness comes the owls who tell who I'll visit in my seeking slumber.
Stranded in the stairs, I can't get past the drunken avatar.
Who can measure the pride of lions, or the deeply buried stream?
Between the fabric of truth and madness lies a world of magic dreams,
A world of magic dreams.

Bonded into slavery, the blond witch of the highlands took flight,
Blinded by the gleam from the kimono clad assassin's knife.
"Only speak my name," she said
"When twilight covers the shadowy glen.
In billows like from a burning pyre,
I'll return into your dreams again."

Vision comes in the land of darkness.
Shed the garments of disguise.
Remember your most secret cries.
Lift the window on those inside
While Isis climbs the silent skies.

Indigo heart waves that ripple and steam
When will I meet you in my magic dreams
Snakes that recoil when the sand dollar screams
When will I meet you in my magic dreams

12 Mystery Pose

I've been working on a mystery pose
So I can think things nobody knows,
So I can live in my silent dream,
Watch the world through a one-way screen

All the clouds that crowd the sky above
Rain down around me like a mystery love.
Stolen glances on a carousel,
It's the things you didn't say that tell it so well.
Starlight falling on a ferris wheel
Made of laughter and cold steel

I, a writer of sub-plots to the middle eight,
Said, "I'll pay when I'm ready. Then you can sue my estate."
Oh, when you dance in the candle light without a stitch
That's the tune of the body's resilient pitch.

13 Got Here Leaving

Spent three nights on the mountain and I don't ever want to be cold again.
Can I curl up next to you and your fire in your cozy den?
Is living on the road better than dying at home?
I may be lonely but I was born to roam.
I'd lay into the wind and follow its wind
Till the bending of the river was slowly mine.
They said, "How could you ever think that you could ever be done?"

"Oh, I got hear leaving. I was born to run."

Spent many a long summer in a furnace called Louisianne.
Sometimes I got nowhere to spread out, like a fire in a garbage can.
Is living in a tomb better than dying in a street?
There's someone somewhere I'm dying to meet,
Twinkling eye, song unsung,
Just the wind in collaboration with the setting sun.
They said, "Son, we don't even know where you're coming from."

"Oh, I got here leaving. I was born to run."

14 The Stone Hotel

I'll meet you some cold and lifeless day
When our wheels have gone astray.
We'll break into the lonely room where our years have gone to stay,
Shuttered in the darkness where our dreams have gone to pray.

I cried to find the stone hotel
Where trance-sick loves and losts are reached
Between stone echoes of old church bells
And sterile sheets, so chlorine bleached,
Where stolen love feels canonized in whispers on a cold wind,

Where blue-eyed daughters of revolutions,
Brown-eyed sisters of simplistic sins,
And black-eyed mothers of death's cool laughter
Would carry me in.

I pulled the window open wide.
The curtains billowed in
As if announcing escapades
Of where the wind had been,
Caressing Venus on the square,
Like a weeping mandolin,
Mandolin.

I'll meet you some cold and lifeless day
When our wheels have gone astray.
We'll break into the lonely room where our years have gone to stay,
Shuttered in the darkness where our dreams have gone to play.






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