let us garlands bring
centralia
monumental masterpiece
fading in the sun
picture windows billboard signs
to view when something's wrong
rusted river towns
twisted metal lines
power lines pull grey skies down
falling through the air
children playing figure skating
snowfall covered lawns
monday morning without warning
the face to face the pain
infrastructure
the neon lights
hands spinning out of time
echoed laughter
the sirens wail and then fade
santa carolina
california dust golden day
a thousand blackened hours
vacant soul
river blinding white
over flattened land
conversation drives
faith in reward
water running slow
returning from
distant falling rains
motion holds
amber glow
horizon light
faith in the reward
a prize trough palace gates
an end to suffering the pain
acceptance of who we are
at terms with whose at fault
where to place the blame
offshore
hurricane windswept march
a road leading to the sea
a landmark for defeat
ghost waltz fishing camps
her presence and her delta eyes
stained glass mystery
abandoned boats drift by
stillness and debris
security light
the thundercast
white heat and misery
twisted trail of fire
we're losing you to your desires
in rooms with ocean views
a family in peril
broken destroyed within
parades and worn concrete
rusted oak and dragonflies
a masquerade ball
a mardi gras mask
a cheap facade
white heat and misery
silvergate
it's cold outside
isolation in the wild
many mountains to climb
to silvergate
where the days are wild
night falls fast and dark inside
the stillness awaits
in a barren mine
where our fathers dig
to uncover their sons alive
a snow melt in spring
an avalanche
a rescue attempt in vain
the stillness waits in silvergate
summer ends (instrumental)
autumn wake
autumn falling
the seasons change
i'll change your mind
focused within
an open space
a wounded loss
this reckless life
i wondered lost
stretched into lines
a willowed stare
the windshield dries
from desert sun
the station blurs
dreaming awake
pale morning sun
a colored dawn
scorched and burned
for the time
for what's left
for the sameness
that's overhead
for the air
that's all alone
for the seasons
woven time
the station blurs
dreaming awake
pale morning sun
a colored dawn
scorched and burned
light in august
the southern cross provides
then buries them alive underfoot
the frozen days at fall
the burdening weight at work
belief in the cause
the light in august hides
the distance in our lives
weathered through the night
to carry what is mine
the wash of screendor haze
as autumn fades away to frost
the valley floor goes pale
the last of harvest bailed
in wait for cold
the light in august hides
the distance in our lives
weathered through the night
to carry what is mine
upstate*
frozen rain
frozen dawn
icy lakes
morning sun
we see our breath
and drive upstate
another day
another time
a different state
a different life
who we were
who we are
drifting through
underneath
a common wealth
forgotten faith
dreaming of space
covered retraced
remember the way
failing with doubt
they journeyed without
courageous unsure
on borrowed time
weathered the days
no end to the line
turning their backs
forests of black
cumberland gap
nights laid in wait
morning unfolds
fiery cold
winding throughout
retracing their steps
forging the path
horizons of stone
remembered your name
recalling your face
unable to say
unable to speak
to see you again
(*LP only)