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Another winter in Wisconsin
Where it gets too cold to snow
And the clouds won’t break till June now
Been here long enough to know
My two boys are back in Indy
They’re still living there with their mom
And a man they call Terry
But at least it isn’t “dad”
Got a lot of miles on a leased car
And no money in the bank
With my home in Kentucky
Not much to show for fifteen years
Another weekend in Wisconsin
With my kids in Indiana
Three more weeks until I see them
Another month we’ll never have
Six long hours down to Indy
Another three to Louisville
Awfully tired when we get there
To turn around the next day
So we get a night and morning
Thirteen times a year
It’s hard to be a dad just part time
If you can’t be there
Another year up in Wisconsin
Another year of love they’ve missed
Another ring around my heart
Another year I’ll soon forget
Another winter in Wisconsin
Where it gets too cold to snow
And the clouds won’t break till June now
Been here long enough to know
Another winter in Wisconsin
Where it gets too cold to snow
And the clouds won’t break till June now
Been here long enough to know
Mrs. Northcut, I’ll never get married
Beth was the love of my life
That time he came home to meet her new love
Was the hardest thing he’d ever done
Ryan, this is your song
Beth, you can sing along
He always said, you sang like an angel
I know he’s waiting for you there
Up there, where life is more fair
And you can be loved by more than one
I don’t think this song will break your heart
That happened when you heard the news
So let the healing start
It’s not all bad to sing the blues
He told her, “I don’t think I’ll ever see you again”
She cried and cried
He still had her ring on when he died
His face was untouched, but his chest was crushed inside
Ryan, this is your song
Beth, you can sing along
He always said, you sang like an angel
I know he’s waiting for you there
Up there, where life is more fair
And you can be loved by more than one
I don’t think this song will break your heart
That happened when you heard the news
So let the healing start
It’s not all bad to sing the blues
Ryan, this is your song
Beth, you can sing along
This is crazy, you’re throwing it all away
Everything that makes your life worthwhile
Can’t you remember that special smile
He never gave to anyone but you
I don’t want to spend my life making art out of pain
Oh Lord God, please don’t let this song be sung in vain
Oh Lord God, give me more of your power
Touch them with your healing hands
Come to me in my darkest hour
Make me not afraid to be a man
Your pretty little daydream
A terrible beauty
But only if you walk away
Don’t spend your life taking two men down
Filling your children’s lives with rain
I don’t want to spend my life making art out of pain
Oh Lord God, please don’t let this song be sung in vain
Oh Lord God, give us more of your power
Touch me with your healing hands
Come to us in our darkest hour
Make me not afraid to be a man
Oh Lord God, send us more of your power
Touch them with your healing hands
Come to me in my darkest hour
Make me not afraid to be a man
Make me not afraid to be a man
Make me not afraid to be a man
There’s a girl I know and she’s ready for the show, but she’s sad
And she says it’s complicated
But it’s pretty simple to me
From the little bit I can
She needs to let all that go
She needs to set herself free
She’s living in the shadow of all she knows
There’s a girl I know and she’s ready for the show, but she’s sad
And she says it’s complicated
She started down the path
Everyone said she should go
She was living that storied life don’t you know
Now she looks around and wonders
How that story goes
There’s a girl I know and she’s ready for the show, but she’s sad
And she says it’s complicated
There’s a girl I know and she’s waitin for the show, but she’s sad
And she says it’s complicated
The farther away something is in time
The less likely it happened
The farther away something is in time
The less likely it happened
I’m here to tell you, brothers mine
About a bar too far
The farther away something is in time
The less likely it happened
The farther away something is in time
The less likely it happened
I’m here to tell you, brothers mine
About a bar too far
We don’t think so
But it’s a battle
And when I realize
I’m angry
I’m angry that Satan has taken what is God’s
And as His children, ours
Even if for a short time taken
He took my youth
And Catherine and Heathcliff
Even if not forever
He takes what is beautiful
And makes it ugly
We don’t think so
But it’s a battle
And when I realize
I’m angry
I’m coming in Christ
I want them back
My family, my friends, my inheritance
If you have taken them,
I want them back
We don’t think so
But it’s a battle
And when I realize
I’m angry
He took the Church and has divided us
How dare he touch the body of Christ
Go into another’s church and worship
We are much stronger together
Our power has fallen away
Christ will bring it back
And bring us back together
We don’t think so
But it’s a battle
And when I realize
I’m angry
The smell of September grass
Always makes my heart beat faster
And I always think of you
A hooded sweatshirt on a cool day
Does the same
Driving by your old house here
Always brings back that time
Though I was never a guest
Endorphins flood my mind
Just the same
Nicky says “it’s a spiritual battle”
I miss Ken and Nicky
And I wish they didn’t leave
I wish I was on the moors alone
That’s got to be the loneliest place on earth
I want to be Cathy
And I want to be on the moors
Evening or night, or in a storm
By day, if there’s no one for miles
Who broke your heart?
That’s something that every father should share
With their sons
How their heart was broken
I need to figure out
What all left my heart so broken
I need to be that boy in Massachusetts
Exploring all alone
Under that Brockton blue sky
When I was new here
You broke my heart
And no one else could ever
Break it like that again
No matter how I tried
You know why?
Because I think you liked me
Or in some way were drawn to me
Why didn’t you tell me?
Just one kind word
I know, you would have been degraded
I was so ugly in every way
And that was such a hard age
I just wish you could have gotten
A message to me from you
They were killing me
And yet you pulled me through
I wish you’d tell me now
And still I need a hug
And, my first friend
Will I ever see you again?
You were there when there was no one else
And I still can’t figure why
You accepted me just as I was
You were surely my Cathy then
But we were little kids
My childhood street, 30 years on
It was still exactly the same
Nothing had changed
Your mother still lives in the same house
She treated me like
I was still that little boy
Wish you could have done the same
Cause maybe I am
Random thoughts, but constant
Still they rule my life
The thing that breaks my heart now
Other than thinking back –
I haven’t led my kids
They don’t know about outdoors
They don’t know me well
I never taught them anything
It seemed I had so much to teach them
And so much they needed me
And my wife, my soul mate I take for granted
She said she’s closed up inside
I can’t get out of my own head
Guess I was meant to be alone
That’s why I want to be on the moors
There’s something about sadness I love
But only if it’s pure
Seems you’d be so close to your self
So close to God, so close to all you love
If you were really that alone
How are you here?
How are you here in my head?
How are you everywhere?
Why do you care?
God loves me
He tells me with falling stars
Whenever I need them
He made me a dark and lonely boy
Who wants to see the moors alone
I want my hair straight and long
And to feel the wind upon the moors
There’s only one more thing I know
The Gospel is about only one thing: Love
Grace and Love
Look at the things
You’re praying for
Just who are you praying to?
Seek the Lord in the days of your youth
Now are the days of your youth
My hate for me is fairly complete
Maybe I just need a little more
Sometimes I feel
I’m walking in a circle
It’s not so much
I’m not getting anywhere
As it is that I
Keep on ending up
Back where I don’t want to be
F*** me means more than
I can’t stand myself
Let the gentle reader also understand
I don’t care what you think
You have no right
You have no rights here
This is between me and God
And the demons inside
If you were me
You’d feel like me
You’d walk like me and talk like me
You’d probably even do the things I do
And now my hate for me
Is fairly complete
Maybe I just need a little more
Sometimes I feel
I’m walking in a circle
It’s not so much
I’m not getting anywhere
As it is that I
Keep on ending up
Back where I don’t want to be
Sometimes I feel
I’m walking in a circle
Sometimes I feel
I’m walking in a circle
Like a bad song
I am an extended metaphor
In the service of nothing
And no one
And even at that
I lack the zing
The shimmering
Of perfect power pop confection
Robed only in the heavy nakedness of humiliation
"Where am I going?", asked the fool of himself
"Where am I going", said the fool to himself
"My existence hurts",
His lopsided smile for no one at all
Going through my youth
Finding only questions
Trying to answer as a man
Suddenly one night
You sent an answer
I was to love her all I can
How dare I forget you are my God?
How stupid can I be?
How much evil is there in this world
How did I forget you were my God?
Going through my life
Never stopping for direction
Living only as a man
Looking back on that night
More significant on reflection
I could only see part of your plan
I remember that time like it happened just last night
I knew right then I must love her with all of my might
I wrote this song and it’s been true all these years
Cause you sent her and she took away all my tears
Now I could never forget you are my God
Nor how you saved me
From a world of death and of pain
You created all and you will again
How could we forget you are God?
You created all and you will again
You created all and you will again
You will again