Trailer Park

I’ve got dirty hands and a beating heart
I’ve got a beat up Buick that’ll always start
I’ve got a stretch of road up ahead of me
Mostly desert, from what I can see
There’s a woman waiting in a trailer park
She’s been waiting for days, and now it’s after dark
But I won’t slow down; I’ll be pressing on
I’m such a long way from what I call my home

She and I met when we were sort of young
You know how it is; feelings just grow strong
And I tried so hard for a long long time
To be a good dog… for a while I did fine
But you know, the road kept calling my name
My woman broke down; she thought she was to blame
But the open road’s got a grip on my soul
I was hoping it would change, as I grew older
But it didn’t…

So, when you see my taillights disappear in the dark
You’ll know I’m heading towards a trailer park
Where a woman’s waiting for me to return
She won’t expect me to stay long; that much she’s learned
But I’ll do what I can, and I know what to do
To keep my woman from feeling blue
And we’ll both be happy for a few days
Until one day I’m gone, without a trace
Yeah, I’ll be gone without a trace…

I’ve got dirty hands and a bleeding heart
I’ve got a woman waiting in a trailer park
At least I hope she’ll be there, waiting still
I hope she always will…

I hope she always will

©: depresleys, 1999, 2007

Ocean Blue

Far away, where dreams come true; there are you
Somewhere in time I am there too; you are mine
Take me in your arms, Ocean Blue!

I remember, I recall everything;
Sounds of laughter. Sunny skies. And your eyes
Take me in your arms, Ocean Blue!

Oh, take me in your arms
Help me forget what I don’t want know
Don't want to remember!
Help me forget what I've become now
Help me forget! Help me forget!
I want to choose what to remember!

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

Far away where dreams are made; let me stay
Reality is overrated anyway
Take me in your eyes, Ocean Blue

Oh, take me in your arms
Help me forget what I don't want know
Don’t want to remember!
Help me forget what I've become now
Help me forget! Help me forget!
I want to choose what to remember!

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

I remember sunny skies and Ocean Blue
I remember “you and I”

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007

No Sacred Place Under the Sun

We try to take another step
Towards where we can be
Independent and free

We try to keep our babies warm
To build a shelter
To keep them safe from the storm
At least we try…
At least we try…

We try to make a better world
For the unfortunate that will follow

Heading for higher grounds…
They keep us on the run
Is there no sacred place under the sun?

Can we let it happen?
Will their hate prevail?
Are they gonna get their will?
Will we get out of this jail?

Heading for higher grounds…
They keep us on the run
Is there no sacred place under the sun?

Heading for higher grounds…
They keep us on the run
Is there no sacred place under the sun?

We’re fighting for our liberty
For our future, and for our integrity
We try our best to stay
Out of their faces; out of their way
At least we try…
At least we try…

We try to take another step
Towards where we can be
Independent and free

Heading for higher grounds…
They keep us on the run
Is there no sacred place under the sun?

Can we let it happen?
Will their hate prevail?
Are they gonna get their will?
Will we get out of this jail?

Heading for higher grounds…
They keep us on the run
Is there no sacred place under the sun?

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007

Bag of Bones

One is how your eyes contain the glory of the setting sun
Two’s the feeling that came over me as I set eyes on you
Three’s the power and the strength in every word you said to me
They’re all numbers in a row
As I’m counting down to zero

Whispers in the wind…
Now I can hear that voice again
What I thought was the end
Is only where it all begins
Searching for secrets I’m digging through a bag of bones
In quest of answers I’m digging…

Four is how I’d feel if I could never hold you anymore
Five is how you’re giving me a reason to remain alive
Six is how you prove to me that what is broken can be fixed
They’re all numbers in a row
As I’m counting down to zero

Whispers in the wind…
Now I can see those eyes again
What I thought was the end
Is only where it all begins
Searching for secrets I’m digging through a bag of bones
In quest of answers I’m digging
Through a bag of bones…

Seven is how in your eyes I can get a taste of heaven
Eight is how, in spite of my mistakes, I know it’s not too late
Nine is how you’re showing me that deep within we’re all divine
They’re all numbers in a row
As I’m counting down to zero

Whispers in the wind…
Now I can hear that voice again
What I thought was the end
Is only where it all begins
Searching for secrets I’m digging through a bag of bones
In quest of answers I’m digging
Through a bag of bones…

© depresleys, 2001, 2007

Right Side of Tomorrow

I stare into a black hole
As I look into your eyes
Am I the reason for your sorrow?

Now, look at me; I'm still here
Don't you realize that we are
Still on the right side of tomorrow?

I'll follow you, no matter where you go
Forget about those yesterdays!
We are endowed with what it takes to make a change
Tell me what to do now
Let me know
Don't say we're running out of time
We're still on the right side of tomorrow!

Do I ask too much when hoping I'll find favor in your eyes?
When I ask you to forgive me?
As I look in the mirror, I have come to realize
That I've been nothing but a refugee

I'll follow you, no matter where you go
Forget about those yesterdays!
We are endowed with what it takes to make a change
Tell me what to do now
Let me know
Don't say we're running out of time
We're still on the right side of tomorrow!

Don't live inside a memory
There's hope in every dream
Turn around and face the future
My love is not a boundary
We ought to form a team; travel together
C’mon on, it's our departure!

I'll follow you. I'll never let you down
You'll find that I'm a different man
We are endowed with what it takes to make a change
See for yourself... look around
I have come to understand
That we're still on the right side of tomorrow
Still on the right side of tomorrow
Still on the right side...

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007

Operator

Operator
Operator, won't you operate
Tell her how I am tonight
Tell my baby that I need her

Oh, operator
Operate, before it gets too late
Flesh and blood cannot endure no more!
Tell my baby that I need her

Brimstone and fire...
A tortured soul...
Like burning coal...
Tell my baby that I need her!

Operate
Operator, won't you change my fate
Tell her I will change my ways
Tell my baby that I need her

Operate
Operator, won't you tell her straight
Tell her how I am tonight
Tell my baby that I need her!

Brimstone and fire...
A tortured soul...
Like burning coal...
Tell my baby that I need her!

Copyright depresleys, 1997, 2007

Rivers of Rage

On a mountain; in the desert
Where the spirits come to dwell
They are calling on the prophets
For a message they know well

And if you listen you may notice
There’s a whisper… there’s a hum
Could be a threat; maybe a promise
A shout of joy... A funeral drum…

Now the night is dark and dry
They’re floating down, rivers of rage
Smooth sailing
Down, down, down
Thunders echo in the sky
Shadows, impossible to trace
Smooth sailing
Down, down, down

In the cities of the living
They are all gathering tonight
In the dark they will be dancing. Praying
Until they greet the morning light

Now the night is dark and dry
They’re floating down, rivers of rage
Shadows, impossible to trace

In the desert; by the river
They’re floating down rivers of rage
At the center of the storm
Spirits gather to deliver
Shadows, impossible to trace
And so a new idea is born

It will spread throughout the valley
They’re floating down rivers of rage
Find its way across the plains

But who can tell what it’ll lead to…
Shadows, impossible to trace
…the consequences it contains…

Some are laughing with the angels
They’re floating on rivers of rage
Some are wrestling with the dead

Some are walking among strangers
Shadows, impossible to trace
Getting lost inside their head

Some are playing with the fire
But who’s a thief? Who is a liar?

Smooth sailing
Down, down, down

© depresleys, 2007

All in the Family

Little lady;
Close your eyes and take what comes
He’s gotta punish you; you know he loves to do it…

You little woman;
You will learn obedience tonight
He’ll teach you wrong from right
And throw those devils out of you

Who can teach her better than her husband?
Better than the one she loves?
He will beat her up “in the name of God…”

All in the family…
All in the family…

You little woman;
There are so many things you don’t know
When he hits your face,
He’s receiving grace

Who can teach her better than her husband?
Better than the one she loves?
He will beat her up “in the name of God…”

All in the family…
All in the family…

She tries to understand;
She knows he only is a man
How hard she’s been trying…
She carries all the weight;
So much love and so much hate
She knows he’s been lying
She’s been dying trying…

Little lady;
Close your eyes and take what comes
He’s gotta punish you, you know he loves to do it…

You little woman;
You will learn obedience tonight
He’ll teach right from wrong…

All in the family…
You little woman
All in the family…
You little woman
You little woman…

©: depresleys, 1986, 2007

Streets of Napalm

The desert is intruding
Desolation is spreading around this town
Silence; such a frightening sound
On the streets of Napalm

Shadows are walking, talking in abandoned streets
As their feet are stumbling 'round this town
The streets of Napalm

Everything started with a bang
As the fat lady sang
That blew a fuse in their head
Now they're stuck in the visions of the dead
With the habits of hell
Nobody can tell them how to get well
Or even how to get out of there...
The streets of Napalm

Their faces are empty;
They're staring into the air
There's nobody there
Not a living soul anywhere...
On the streets of Napalm

Still they are crowding the streets
In the deadly heat;
In the freezing cold
They are growing instantly old
On the streets of Napalm

Fire!
Talking with the dead on the streets of Napalm
Fire!
Walking with the dead on the streets of Napalm
Fire!
Dancing with the dead in the streets of Napalm

Their future is a thing of the past
They know a good thing can't last
When you're the utter outcast
On the streets of Napalm

They're sleepwalking into black holes
Out of control
Not a single soul will remain in the light;
It's like an endless night

The desert is intruding
Desolation is spreading around this town
Silence; such a frightening sound
On the streets of Napalm

Fire!
Walking with the dead in the streets of Napalm
Fire!
Dancing with the dead in the streets of Napalm

Fire!
Dying with the dead in the streets of Napalm

©: depresleys, 1997, 2007

Salvation Army Sam

He wasn’t where he wanted to be
‘cause he was where he was at…
Misplaced in every sense of the word
All alone in his flat
Or walking aimlessly down empty streets,
Dripping wet in the rain…

Every day he woke up alone
With no plan for the day
The feelings he once knew were all gone
He’d misplaced them, someway,
Walking aimlessly down empty streets,
Dripping wet in the rain…

Giving loneliness a brand new dimension…
Sorrow and pain beyond comprehension…
He never asked to be “Salvation Army Sam,” anyway…

Walking aimlessly down empty streets,
Dripping wet in the rain…

Giving loneliness a brand new dimension…
Sorrow and pain beyond comprehension…
He never asked to be “Salvation Army Sam,” anyway…

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007

Streets (Like a River)

Longing to you from a New York hotel
The lights of Broadway just down the street
I hope you are happy, I hope you do well
I hope your life is on the upbeat
I was longing to you long before you were gone
And I ran away long before it was done…

Streets; like a river flows thru my mind
Feels like a river…

A pale moon is shining from a colorless sky
A steel wind is ripping my soul apart
From outside my window the voices all cry
Calling on me… into the night
But I won’t obey. I won’t do what I’m told
(Because) the city is ugly. The city is cold…

Streets; like a river flows thru my mind
Feels like a river…

The city outside is about to wake up
The darkness is taking the color of gray
A naked room, dust, an empty cup…
My life is about to become a cliché
But life’s all I have now, ‘cause I have lost you
I hope you are happy - whatever you do…

Streets; like a river flows thru my mind
Feels like a river…

©: depresleys, 1997, 2007

Horizons

As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
It's humbling; it's overwhelming me
Intoxicating, like a poison

My soul is roaming free, above the trivialities of man
What's important is not where I am, but who I am

Nothingness, the art of being absent
Of being...
Sojourning in empty landscapes, on my way back to an innocent state of mind
On my way to childhood
On my way to becoming a man; the man that I am

As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
And there are stars; they're covering me
They're in the heavens and they're in my head
My soul is roaming, escaping the boundaries of man
What's important is not where I am, but which road I'm traveling

Nothingness, the art of growing numb
Of growing...
Leaving behind the memories of everyone and everything that would hold me back
That would block the way to the child that I am
Who would stand in the way between me and myself;
Myself, as I am

As far as the eye can see, there's nothing but myself and the horizon
It's humbling; it's overwhelming me
Intoxicating, like a poison

My soul is roaming free, above the trivialities of man
What's important is not where I am, but who I am.
What I have become!

©: depresleys, 1998, 2007