Punch Another Hole Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ There’s a hole in the bottom of the ocean there’s a hole in the bottom of the sea Lots of muck coming up on the beaches as far as I can see, yeah; lots of people feeding their addiction everybody got some place to go every rig is another shared needle got to drill baby drill some more. And if you have a closed fist every problem is just another time to explode and if you have your eyes closed in this darkness—you’re only gonna find one solution: you’re gonna punch another hole gonna punch another hole. There’s a hole in the bottom of my pocket, there’s a hole in my market share there’s a bookie who’ll take your bet anytime, anywhere… there’s a sucker born every minute gonna mortgage off his soul; all it takes is a shiny shovel he’s gonna dig his own hole. (repeat chorus) There’s a hole at the end of the muzzle don’t get in my way-- a thousand more are coming right behind me gonna make you change your ways; every hole is a mouth to a tunnel stretching back to an empty place; every eye looking down the barrel wears another human face. (repeat chorus twice) Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh, this ship’s a-sinkin’ Oh… Signs I went down to New Mexico with my father and my little girl it was unreal and it was dreamlike it was like another world of enchantment --just like they say on the signs. It was rainy and it was gray all across the Rockies I drove the pickup truck my father slept a lot-- he’s getting older now, so am I, so am I And my daughter, well, she isn’t little anymore… she’s seventeen and riding behind these two old men in the back seat with her headphones and we’re stopping once again for a bathroom and another cup of coffee. And my father knows how painful life can be so we just talk about the signs we pass along the way but he reaches across the front seat to put his hand on my neck and he rubs it, just like he did when I was just twenty-one and my fiancée broke up with me and I was on the run from myself, or at least who I thought I was gonna be, who I thought I was gonna be… So we drop off my daughter with her sleeping bag and her guitar for two weeks at camp, and there’s laughing kids and there’s cars and there’s parents and they’re huggin’ their children and the sun finally begins to shine… And we are what we are, not what we were gonna be and the road stretches from bathroom to cup of coffee and my father and I, we trade off driving and sleeping and he rubs my neck, and I rub his and we can see all the peaks this time all back through Colorado-- it’s so full of color --just like they say on all the signs it’s so full of color --just like they say on all the signs, on all the signs. Easy Come Easy come, yeah, easy go what you thought, well it just ain’t so you can plan all your hours and days but they’re all just gonna happen anyway, yeah they’re all just gonna happen anyway. Well I knew a man up to his eyes in stock he was always buying low and selling on the top then a fat-fingered clerk hit the wrong key and all his numbers floated off into a bottomless sea (chorus) Now I saw a girl, she was hungry for love and the lover she was with fit her just like a glove but the winter ended and the ice was freed and they both floated off like the cottonwood seed. (chorus) Now there was a country that would go to war it was an eye for an eye—they had to even the score every flash of a drone or explosive device killed an enemy once and made an enemy twice. (chorus) Now there was a people and they were so smart-- they tried to build them a Heaven tearing the world apart but when they opened the gates their faces all fell, there was not much left but a customized Hell. Easy come, yeah, easy go what you thought, well it just ain’t so you can plan all your hours and days but if you’re not giving Love it’s gonna suck anyway Not giving love, not giving love, not giving love it’s gonna suck anyway you can plan all your hours and days but if you’re not giving Love it’s gonna suck anyway if you’re not giving love. No Metaphor I often find myself distrustful of metaphors especially when I’m outdoors when me and my three friends take our fourteen legs down the fire trail oh, that’s no metaphor that’s no metaphor ah no-- they each have four legs and a tail see that’s no metaphor that’s no metaphor… four legs and a tail, that’s my three friends, yeah… Sometimes I smoke my pipe but you know I’m conflicted I need, I need the exercise, but I don’t want to become addicted but you know I guess I am, addicted that is, to this trail and to my friends and this is no metaphor I’ve tried to quit them before this is no metaphor, oh but the trail, it calls us all it calls us all—this is no metaphor this is no metaphor yeah this is the voice I always listen for the voice I listen for… Yeah, the voice I listen for… Sometimes I bring a book, Thomas Merton or Thich Naht Hahn while they, they sniff around on the sun-drenched ground ah, no metaphor, no metaphor yeah, that’s what hiking’s for that’s no metaphor, it’s an open door-- that’s no metaphor you see I, I often find myself I often find myself while walking there and that’s no metaphor no metaphor, I often find myself, no metaphor, no metaphor. Everything I got a clock, wakes me up on time got the money for the bills, and an extra dime I got some wheels to get me round the town Yeah I got everything, but everything’s just something else to lose, I don’t need everything, all I need is you. I got my appointments all lined up in a row got the corresponding excuses in tow, yeah but I got my boots and a trail and it’s a sunny summer day oh I got everything, but everything, everything’s just something else to lose… I don’t need everything, I just need you. I got the animal, vegetable, mineral, yeah now I got the solid the liquid the gas, I got a metaphysical itch just behind my left shoulder blade see, I got everything, but everything, everything’s just something else to lose, yeah, I don’t need everything, I just need you. I just need you… I don’t need everything, I just need you I don’t need everything, I just need you see, I got everything, but everything, everything’s just something else I’m gonna lose, yeah, I don’t need everything, I just need you. And I got everything, but everything, everything’s just something else I’m gonna lose, yeah, I don’t need everything, cause I got you. And I got me a plan-- I got me a workable scheme yeah I’m gonna come home early, pass up on the coffee for the cream cause, I got everything, I got me everything, I got me everything, everything I got me everything, cause I got you… I got me everything, cause I got you. Tide The valve that opens closes the breath that comes recedes this give and take will lift me into uncharted seas and stillness is not static its rhythm comes and goes but the mandatory constant is the forward flow The tide, the tide the tide, the tide And where we’ve always forded we’ve entered untouched streams the ocean undoes the mountains pullin’ at the seams, yeah pullin’ at the seams It’s the familiar pulsing the constant that I crave to live’s to fall and rise and overflow the grave overflow the grave And Nero burned his city and Brando rolled his dice and Peter walked on water once but not twice… And where we’ve always forded we’ve entered untouched streams the ocean undoes the mountains pullin’ at the seams, yeah pullin’ at the seams It’s the familiar pulsing the constant that I crave to live’s to fall and rise and overflow the grave overflow the grave Pullin’ at the seams Pullin’ at the seams Pullin’ at the seams Pullin’ at the seams… Letting the Sunlight Back In The only light that makes it down through the branches is the light that’s shaped by the shadow. The only light that makes it into the center, yeah is the light that’s shaped by your pain… shaped by your pain. The only songs that they sing at the funerals are the songs shaped by the going away. The only love you can feel for another is the love that is shaped by the hole in your heart… by the hole in your heart. And the morning’s a reminder of what’s still in the dark, and the mourning’s a song to remind me I’m still here, then the pain takes me to the next level and the hole in my heart keeps on letting the sunlight back in… letting the sunlight back in… letting the sunlight back in… letting the sunlight back in. The only light that makes it down through the branches is the light that’s shaped by the shadow. The only light that makes it into the center is the light that’s shaped by your pain… but I’m letting the sunlight back in… I’m letting the sunlight back in… I’m letting the sunlight back in, Letting the sunlight… Don't Grow Away I watched the sun come up this morning just like a million times before but when I watched your face awaken it was like something I’d never seen before You’re ever growing ever changing just like a river on its way and don’t you ever stop that growing but don’t you ever grow away. I know the world is full of mystery full of pleasure, full of pain like the burning ache of friendship or the gentle kiss of rain but before you see the truth unmasked, look into my eyes I don’t want to hold you back, I just can’t bear to see you cry. You’re ever growing ever changing just like a river on its way and don’t you ever stop that growing but don’t you ever grow away. Don’t you ever stop that growing but don’t you ever grow away… don’t you ever grow away…