Humming House: Remastered

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released January 17, 2012

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Track Name: Gypsy Django
Gypsy Django from the East in a caravan on a Paris street
I said oh now, I said oh now
Dizzy jazz and dizzy wine, world war swing for war times
I said oh now, I said oh now
With a glare in his eyes, he’ll stare you down to size
I said oh now

Gypsy Django saved his wife from a burning house and simple life
I said oh now, I said oh now
But he shipped her to that London town when World War II came crashing down
I said oh now, I said oh now
With a glare in his eyes, he’ll stare you down to size
I said oh now

Roma charm and a banjitar
Playing hearts in harmony
His fingers fast were made to last
To fly the paths of history
So he’ll play on
To that jigsaw song
He’ll strum you down to size

Everybody go go
I said oh now
Track Name: Stop Me Still
Follow me now and be my friend
We’ll fill our drinks full of innocent wine
And start stopping the time
Strap me down to that sitting chair
Stop me still till we get somewhere wiser
And start stopping the timer

Oh stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Till the roots start coiling down now
Down deep in the ground

Wind my wheels till they slow their stride
Grind my gears till they realign
And start stopping the time

Oh stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Till the roots start coiling down now
Down deep in the ground

Stop and go and let it roll but find the time to sooth your soul

Oh stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Stop me still won’t you stop me still in the soil
Till the roots start coiling down now
Down deep in the ground
Track Name: Cold Chicago
Cold Chicago I’m getting older
Miss Missouri she’s been rubbin’ my shoulders
She’s been getting me closer
To where I wanted to go

Cold Chicago it’s been a while
California held me captive for miles
I was caught in her style
But you’re where I wanted to go

So oh me, oh me… you’re the city I’ve been dying to see
Oh me, oh me oh, blow back to the banks of Chicago
I’ve been riding the road

Cold Chicago I’ve been yearning
Sweet Seattle she was a love worth learning
She became a burden
You’re where I wanted to go

Cold Chicago I’m in Nashville
I’m not a drinker but I haven’t had my fill
You’re the whiskey for this still
You’re where I want to go!

There’s wheel in the wind, a will in the spin,
It won’t slow down, slow down

So oh me, oh me… you’re the city I’ve been dying to see
Oh me, oh me oh, blow back to the banks of Chicago
I’ve been riding the road
Track Name: Mrs. Wurley
Oh Mrs. Wurly where’s your son?
Is he finding his way by the stars of his gun?
Quiet and surly he walks with no shoes
He finds not a heart, nor a spade for some food.

When will he yield his wandering wheels to the signs?
When will he give his sweet old soul the time?
To lay it down, oh lay it down
To lay it down, oh lay it down
On the mountainside, on the mountainside
Where our prayers collide…. with the mountainside

Sweet Mrs. Wurley what do you see,
Out the old window beneath the arms of the tree?
Can you play his melody through the glass of memory?
Can you hear his whistling’ hummin’ home on the breeze?

When will he yield his wandering wheels to the signs?
When will he give his sweet old soul the time?
To lay it down, oh lay it down
To lay it down, oh lay it down
On the mountainside, on the mountainside
Where our prayers collide…. with the mountainside

Lay it down, oh lay it down
Lay it down, oh lay it down
On the mountainside, on the mountainside
Where our prayers collide…. with the mountainside
Track Name: Baltimore Boats
Lift your chin my childhood friend
I miss your Christian charm
With winter caps in this New York flat
I have found you down on the floor
As you hide out in the hall
Your echoes bounce off the wall

Have you lost your name?
Have you lost your name?
Have you lost you name
North of the Baltimore Bay
Things have come and gone and now they’ve changed
It takes some time to find your way

Lift your head now and make your bed
Take each foot out the door
Feel the wind and let it all sink in
Take some time to restore
‘cause we’re all here in the hall
Our echoes bounce off the wall

Have you lost your name?
Have you lost your name?
Have you lost your way
North of the Baltimore Bay
Things have come and gone and now they’ve changed
Have you lost your road?
Have you lost your road?
‘cause here you float
North of the Baltimore Boats
But I am here to say you’re not alone
I am here to say you’re not alone
It take some time to find your home
Track Name: When The Dawn Becomes The Day
Stepping on stones and watching the river roll
Filling my lungs with time in the sun
I’m ducking through trees
And searching for sleep as we
Drop our dreams into the breeze
We drop our dreams into the breeze
As it blows…

We chase the sun until it rises
Until the dawn opens our eye lids
And we’re all wide-awake, oh
And we’re all wide-awake, oh
There’s people screaming we believe it
Until they understand the meaning
And we’re all wide-awake
And the dawn becomes the day

Throwing our thoughts over the river rocks
Finding our eyes in search of the signs
We’re diving in deep
And praying for peace as we
Drop our dreams into the breeze
We drop our dreams into the breeze
As it blows…

We chase the sun until it rises
Until the dawn opens our eye lids
And we’re all wide-awake, oh
And we’re all wide-awake, oh
There’s people screaming we believe it
Until they understand the meaning
And we’re all wide-awake
And the dawn becomes the day
Track Name: Tower Park
Umbrellas out down in Tower Park
The rain came down and it came down hard
As the bandstand played the wedding march
Circling round in their suits and ties
Their evening gowns and their watering eyes
As the bandstand played the wedding march

Oh so, hold me now and fold me in the dark.
Slowly, won’t you sew me in your arms?
In your arms…
Spin me slow like the speed of hope in your heart.

Western swing and reception drinks
A two-step smile and a foxtrot wink
As the bandstand plays, the wedding march.

Well it surely seems things are going right
She’s a pretty thing and he’s awfully nice
As the bandstand plays, “One more time!” the wedding march

Oh so, hold me now and fold me in the dark.
Slowly, won’t you sew me in your arms?
In your arms…
Spin me slow like the speed of hope in your heart.
Track Name: Southern Seamstress
Sweet Southern seamstress on the porch
Slowly stitching up my heart
Lighting lanterns, playing cards
Sweet Southern seamstress on the deck
In her eggshell wedding dress
She is smiling through the threads

I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our hands

Sweet Southern Spring time in this town
Dogwoods growing their hair down
Oh what peace we have found
Sweet Southern Spring time calling me
I can’t help but move my feet
When I dance with Kacie Reese

I’m high hoping for a long goodnight
For a longer morning with a friend for bride
I’m high hoping for a long romance
A countryside woman for this countryside man
Our eyes on the islands but our feet on the sand
Our ears to the silence but a clap in our hands
Track Name: Gasoline
Everyone’s had their icebergs slowly melt away
Nursing bottles of vodka just to swallow the wake
I thank god from the asphalt with it’s yellow lines clear
The driving get dark sometimes but the headlights are always sincere

Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home

It’s hard to feel the raindrops swimming under the sea
Searching hands are reaching out while surface well it flirts with our feet

Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home

I’m rhyming the reasons and pickin’ up pieces now
I’m walking in weakness, oh I’m breakin’ down, I’m breakin’ down

Gasoline I need some gasoline
Stuck on the side of the road
Gasoline I need some gasoline
To burn my way back home
Track Name: Young Enough To Try
The counting on the calendar is numbering my nerves.
Am I old enough, old enough,
To leave all this Synergy and drive down a different dream.
Am I old enough, old enough
To let it all slip by…
Or am I young enough to try?

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, I am captive to my cautions
I don’t want a life of losses
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, I am rowing down this river
But I’m shivering as the banks fly by
And I’m wondering if I’m young enough to try

I’m praying for some providence and calling for some confidence.
Am I old enough, old enough,
To stand where my fathers stood and roll the dice on what I love?
Old enough to let it all slip by?

Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, I am captive to my cautions
I don’t want a life of losses
Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh, I am rowing down this river
But I’m shivering as the banks fly by
And I’m wondering if I’m young enough to try
I am wonderin’ yes I’m wonderin’
I am wonderin’ yes I’m wonderin’, wonderin’ if I’m young enough to try… oh oh my my