Lyrics: House of Glass CD

HOUSE OF GLASS -- LYRICS
 
Celebrate (C. Phillips)
(Chorus)           Samba, spicy tango trance
                        Cool jazz, flamenco romance
                        Back beats rock the blues tonight
                        Dancers take flight
                        Celebrate
 
Turn your face up to the sun
And your shadow falls behind you
Take a first step for a thousand miles
The ancestors will inspire you
 
Looking for truth in all the wrong places
Money and love in all the wrong faces
Everybody stumbles, tumbles
And gets up again
 
Find a new star in the endless night
And the music will gladly show you
The magic of a life that’s brighter than light
And gravity cannot hold you
 
Looking for heroes in all the old stories
Fantasy worlds in black and white movies
Everybody regrets, resets
And gets real again
 
 
Crystal Ball (L. Bonati)
 
We’re all living on a crystal ball
With absolutely no idea at all
Of how it began, or when we’ll fall
Or what’s waiting down at the end of the hall
 
We cling to our home while we spin in space
Strange little creatures with a bit of grace
We stumble around feeling out of place
Confusion written all over our face
 
(Chorus):          Crystal ball we cry for you
Our house of glass in green and blue
A great repair is overdue
You’re not the home that we once knew
 
From the tiniest twinkle in a termite’s eye
To a crack in the egg of a butterfly
From the wind in the forest to a baby’s sigh
We’re in it together, you and I
 
From kaleidoscope colors on a turtle shell
To the delicate sound of a distant bell
And the splash of rain falling into a well
We’re all a part of your crystal spell
 
(Chorus):          Crystal ball, we cry for you
Why did we take the shorter view?
Although we knew what we should do
We turned away, your fever grew
 
Your atmosphere’s a heavy haze
And ice is melting as we gaze
We just stand by while fires blaze
Instead of curing your malaise
 
You turn to watch the days unfold
Do you know what the future holds?
Will your history be told
Or disappear in flames of gold?
 
(Chorus):          Crystal ball, we cry for you
Our house of glass in green and blue
A great repair is overdue
You’re not the home that we once knew
 
 
Standing Still (C. Phillips)
 
I hear them talking out on the street
On the radio and that little TV
I hear the questions and nervous fear
Everybody’s wondering what you’re doing here
 
Washington panicked, the whole world too
When you landed on the mall from out of the blue
I’m sorry that soldier shot too fast
Kill or be killed haunts us from our past
 
(Chorus):          Standing still
                        On our little sphere
                        Standing still
                        The future is near
 
Some say shoot and ask questions later
They doubt good will from an unknown savior
Pontius Pilate was vicious when threatened
I’ll tell you that story after you’re mended
 
You want to meet our leaders and talk about peace
Or unleash Gort to melt tanks in the streets
Don’t think there’s any hope for us just yet
We forgive our guilt with the bayonet
 
(Chorus)
 
Gort, Klaatu barada nikto
 
 
Vertical Horizon (L. Bonati)
 
Eartha Tierra was a beauty
Marty Vermilion was her friend
It had been that way since forever
It looked like it never would end
Eartha Tierra turned to Marty
My friends call me ‘Mama’ she said
Marty rearranged his auburn hair
And he answered, you can call me Red
 
Eartha and Marty were neighbors
Grew up on the same side of the tracks
In day time they traveled in circles
At night they watched each other's backs
The days soon turned into seasons
The seasons turned into years
Some years were better than others
And some just brought Eartha to tears
 
(Chorus):          Some folks believe in miracles, she cried
                        They pray for salvation and such
                        Others just tryin’ to survive
                        They don’t really ask for much
                        But I’m lookin’ for a vertical horizon
                        A total eclipse of this scene
                        Somewhere a settin’ sun is risin’
                        That’s where I wanna be
 
One day Eartha said to Marty
There’s problems from pole to pole
The gravity of this situation
Is beginning to take its toll
No sooner had Eartha spoken
Than Marty was quick to agree
I’m tired of this constant revolution, he said
I need some peace and tranquility
 
(Chorus):          Why can’t people be friends like us
                        And walk in each other’s shoes
                        They could be tasting heaven on earth
                        Instead of these heart-heavy blues
                        So I’m lookin’ for a vertical horizon
                        A total eclipse of this scene
                        Somewhere a settin’ sun is risin’
                        That’s where I wanna be
                        Yeah, I’m lookin’ for a vertical horizon
                        A total eclipse of this scene
                        Somewhere a settin’ sun is risin’
                        That’s where I wanna, that’s where I wanna be
 
 
The Going Away Blues (J. Bowen)
 
Got time on my hands, got nothing on my plate
The money’s in the bank, but it won’t buy a clean slate
I never took too many chances, never had to live by my wits
Now I’m starting to ask myself if this is as good as it gets
 
I wonder if I’m ever going out on the road again
I wonder if I’m ever going to see any of my old friends
You may throw a rock and hide your hand, it makes no difference to me
I’m looking for a balm in Gilead, and a heart from sin set free
           
There’s a lot less here than meets the eye and I haven’t seen much that’s new
I’ve been living all my life with these Going Away Blues
 
Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come
Now I look washed up, worn out and wasted – I look like a bum
You have to get up early if you want to hear yourself think
Seems like there used to be a place around here where a man could get himself a drink
 
Every man has to learn the thing that he really needs to do
But what price do I have to pay to get out of this same old pas de deux?
I’m ready for the country, I’m ready for another chance
There’s been too many missed connections, I never learned to dance
 
I’m not afraid of dying, but it’s you I hate to lose
I’ve been living all my life with these Going Away Blues
 
I’m leaving in the morning even if I have to hitch a ride
Sometimes you have to move pretty fast just to catch a rising tide
Maybe I misunderstood you, maybe I had it wrong
But I rolled and I tumbled and I cried the whole night long
 
Everybody’s got their reasons, everybody’s got their point of view
I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too
Ain’t no big-legged woman gonna carry me to my grave
Someday no more cold iron shackles on my feet – I’ll fly away
 
When Elvis leaves the building it’s time for you to move
I’ve been living all my life with these Going Away Blues
I’ve been living all my life with these Going Away Blues
 
 
The Painter (C. Phillips)
 
She paints the tide along the sand
Where driftwood rests from distant lands
Fishermen’s floats and seaweed strands
Come alive with the brush in her hand
 
She paints sea gulls who watch and wait
For scraps of food from tourist plates
Shipwrecked mysteries to investigate
Become scenes of the sea she creates
 
(Chorus):          In a dream my mother said last night
                        You can’t give up the fight
                        Tropical surf and coral reefs
                        Pictures from the cold North Sea
                        The miracle must not die; the miracle must not die
 
She paints the sunrise on old Cape Cod
The Atlantic shimmers through the fog
Widows watch the briny grog
North winds join her dialogue
 
She paints the sunset in Mexico
Swimmers bask in the Pacific glow
Fishermen bring the catch back home
Sketches live in her studio
 
They’re all pictures from her memory
When she was young and her dreams were free
Now there’s nothing left for us to see
After nobody could agree
 
Beaches disappeared, the oceans rose
She still paints them from what she knows
But the color is fading, her hope is cold
How long can her stories be told
 
 
Bowling (L. Bonati)
 
Come on, let’s go bowling
I’ve got my ball
We’ll go to the alley
The pins they will fall
 
Come on, let’s go bowling
I’ll rent you some shoes
I know you can do it
I’ll probably lose
 
Till you’ve tried it, you can’t knock it
It’s a thrill to hit the pocket
You’ll find out it isn’t boring and
Now they’ve got computer scoring
 
You won’t need a pencil
But a ball wouldn’t hurt
And the most important
A new bowling shirt
 
You can make up a name
Like Shorty or Slim
It’ll be up in lights
Even if you don’t win
 
And if you’re thinking
That you’re too old to learn
Well, you’ve been a good teacher
And now it’s my turn
 
So Daddy, let’s go bowling
We’ll have us some fun
I’ll be there to help you
‘Cuz my time has come
 
There’s French fries soaked in grease that lingers
So bring a towel for your fingers
Be prepared to scream and mutter
If your ball goes in the gutter
 
Come on, let’s go bowling
I’ve got my ball
We’ll go to the alley
The pins they will fall
 
Come on, let’s go bowling
I’ll rent you some shoes
I know you can do it
I’ll probably lose
 
 
If (L. Bonati)
 
If you were a hammock and I were a breeze
I’d tell you a secret, like wind in the trees
Yeah, if you were a hammock and I were a breeze
I’d rock you all day, just as long as you please
 
If you were a painting and I were the wall
I’d stand right beside you, no trouble at all
Yeah, if you were a painting and I were the wall
I’d cling to you tightly, and not let you fall
 
(Chorus):          Well, since you’re a person, and these are just words
                        They’ll flutter around you as if they were birds
                        Singing so sweetly, and hoping to stay
                        But words are like wishes, they’ll soon fade away
 
If you were the chorus and I were a verse
I’d wait till the middle and let you go first
Yeah, if you were the chorus and I were a verse
I’d be so distracted, I’d forget to rehearse
 
(Chorus):          Words often fail me, so I’ll start with a smile
                        And then if you want to, we’ll talk for a while
                        It’s hard for some people to say how they feel
                        But this is a person whose feelings are real
 
If you were a tulip and I were the lawn
I’d be there at sunset and stay until dawn
Yeah, if you were a tulip and I were the lawn
I’d rest underneath you till we both were gone
 
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