> sugar skyline <
lonely morning in the fall
it’s been so long since the sky’s been this blue
sugar skyline hey what you been doing
there’s a rain that’s coming down soon
will you be my sunshine forever
i want to meet someone that will break my heart
you turn my head in so many directions
all week i’m an army of one
i want to live on the highest mountain top
above the harbor lights and moon
i wonder how and when everything’s alright
well maybe i get there soon
so go ahead and sleep i’ll catch up with you in the morning
and all those things that go on behind that window
i aint ever going home i cant sleep there
i push it off to the back of tomorrow
sunny day is getting hot and i want to sit
and all my weekly regiments that lead me down the dark side of the path
and i don’t ever want to go down there
lonely morning in the fall
its been so long since the sky’s been this blue
sugar skyline hey what you been doing
there’s a rain that’s coming down soon
will you be my sunshine forever
i want to meet someone that will break my heart
you turn my head in so many directions
all week i’m an army of one
i am an army of one
> your feeling alone <
when you were young did you find everything came to you
now that the golden’s older in every little thing you do
and still the finest day that you are gonna have to wait
before your gone your home and given all you can take
yeah boy your wrong well you can find all the things you want
and here it shows down inside you feel alone, so alone
runnin down your sadness
leaning down on this
breaking stones with all your might
and then your gone and you find all the wayward sun aint so rosy on this side
not on this side
yeah boy your wrong well you can find all the things you want
and here it shows down inside you feel alone
and still the finest day that you are gonna have to wait
before your gone your home and given all you can take
> city buses <
war opposies in midtown
and she’s got a look in her eye
wearing on me
suddenly the passengers are looking about
shift in their seat
some learn better
some learn better ways
of dealing with fear
i’m thinking bout a better ways
besides this deal that’s signed
tell me what do i give, war emotion
lets train a martyr
when i’m buried
dig me up
help me see then
at the end of the war
thinking bout better ways
thinking bout dreaming out
little old me
> window seat <
your right
hind sight is so clear
your house
trains in the yard
slow rise
sometimes i’m down here
leaving you, window seat
and the sun went down on me
i’ve tried looking for bright lights
ms. brown i’m not like you
in hind sight
when i do come down
and trade in you, window seat
and the sun went down on me
slow rise
sometimes i’m down here
pray for the old man
sunday knee
and the sun went down on me
i saw the sun rise up a highway mile
i caught that groove
it caught my eye
i was too busy clickin heals to say anything
but oh lord, i made good time
> apple seeds <
i still fight
reason like a child
pick up all the pieces
and mom tucks in the night
biting apples to the core
knockin on the cellar door for me
julie’s leaving
clouds apart
another step for pete
and the hours tend to burn
there’s no one left but me
and evening crossed the sky
i still fight
reason like a child
pick up all the pieces
and mom tucks in the night
biting apples to the core
knockin on the cellar door
good night
> saint james hotel <
i let you down so many times around
you couldn’t say this is not the way
so i write down another night
building stories the morning after
lend me your heart i need some laughter today
you let me down so many times around
i couldn’t say this is not the way
so I write careful so uptight
building stories the morning after
lend me your heart i found some laughter today
sunrise to tug your morning dreams ashore
window breeze been scabbing up you’re knees
st. james hotel will surly keep you well and free
> good willing <
demon directory written down in free hand
close the parlor door
creative minds spend time amongst themselves
a million different ways
are you good willing to sell it all to yourself
or will you die trying
its ok to wait for yourself
mother amelia planting her garden
tells all her friends what she grows
father the banker counting the money
kisses his kids on the nose
is he good willing to buy them a parade
or will he die trying
its ok to wait for yourself
initial carving in the trees
up and down
ambition looks like your disease
so ugly now
> my romance kitchen <
say what you want about me
i’ve got no defense here at all
i wouldn’t mind a little peace
somebody downed the wreath on the door
will probably spent a week on the floor
don’t let her down better decide what is good for you
save it up tell her twice
there’s nickels and crimes counted in her room
changing up the plans on a dime
changing cause i looked in her eyes
a good time to shine
if someone could mend up her broken heart
she wouldn’t have to limp it away
cooling me out in the kitchen girl
i want to write a letter to say
i'm not going away
say what you about me
i've got no defense here at all
i wouldn’t mind a little peace
the wreath has now blown off the door
a week now it’s been on the floor
> in memory of chris bach <
build me a bridge so i can climb way up to the sun
buy me an airplane so i can fly high above
sell me the air so i can glide out and stare
and breathe small lines into you
if i was a bird i would fly away
and cast small shadows down at noon
poor chris got sick of this
we pay attention when we miss
and reminisce about growing up and feeling new
old man got such a plan he holds his money in his hand
hey man can you spare a dollar if i could bother you
> the high road <
oh man i need a new lie falling down and there’s things left inside
and let you watch me and you will lie to your friends to make them think that you are different
but you can see all in your eyes there aint no way you can hide yourself
> nothin’s going my way <
i cant use this anymore, so send the givers out to give
someone else you had in store, to build up castles where you live
nothin’s going my way
dear mother button up your coat, cause these are seasons that don’t change
fill your heart now with some love, spit peppermint into the flames
nothin’s going my way
i need a silencer to shoot off rounds in simple serenades
carpenters are building lester's house, with pretty views so he can laugh his days away
i cant use this anymore, so give the beggars what i gave
someone else you had in store, to build up castles give them names
nothin’s going my way
All Songs ©2004 Michael Burgess