1. |
Shake Off the Dust
04:22
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(Verse 1)
Times have changed,
You can feel it in the dust
Folks packed up, gathered all their junk
Or withered in the rust
I’ve been dreamin’ of the floods,
Dreamin’ of the coast
In these times of drought, find I’m wandering about
Like a graveyard ghost
(Pre-Chorus 1)
At the stroke of dawn we’ll flee, their tractors and machines
Now I’d trade my weary soul for a single green seed
(Chorus)
Mama told me bout’ the promised land
You can eat green grapes right off the vine
So shake off the dust (hey!) Get in the truck (hey!)
We’re makin’ California for the new moon rise
(Verse 2)
Listen to the motor,
Listen to the wheels
Grab your brothers and your cousins, pile in the Hudson
Oklahoma at your heels
On to Amarillo,
On to Santa Fe
Get your last drink of water, we’ll make it to the border
By the strike of midday
(Pre-Chorus 2)
The tractors and machines, they brought us to our knees
Now I’d trade my weary soul for a drop of gasoline
(Chorus)
Mama told me bout’ the promised land
You can eat green grapes right off the vine
So shake off the dust (hey!) Get in the truck (hey!)
We’re makin’ California for the new moon rise
Preacher told me 'bout the kingdom come
The lion lays down with the lamb
So shake off the dust (hey!) Get in the truck (hey!)
Out in California we can start again...
(Bridge)
Maybe we can start again
In the rich new land, in California... where the fruit grows...
We'll start over...
You and me, why, we're all that's been
The anger of the moment,
The thousand pictures,
That's us.
This land, this red land is us...
And the flood years, and the dust years,
And the drought years are us.
I wonder if we can start again...
(Chorus)
Mama told me bout’ the promised land
You can eat green grapes right off the vine
So shake off the dust (hey!) Get in the truck (hey!)
We’re makin’ California for the new moon rise
Preacher told me 'bout the kingdom come
The lion lays down with the lamb
So shake off the dust (hey!) Get in the truck (hey!)
Out in California we can start again...
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2. |
Arsonist's Code
04:00
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(Verse 1)
Last night I dreamt of walking over coals
I felt the warmth spread through my bones
And I felt right at home…
So hold me as the embers start to spread
We can chase this trail around our heads
Lie wide awake, in burning beds
(Pre-Chorus 1)
I’m looking for a fuse I cannot douse
With any luck, we’ll burn down this whole house
(Chorus)
As we go up in smoke, we are so transitory
And the words we choke, we hope will tell our stories
We built these walls, with plans precise
But to watch them fall, I think is just as nice
Ohhh, how the flames entice...
(Verse 2)
Woke from a vision yesterday
With streaks of cinders running down my face
And I loved the taste…
So kiss me now beneath the burning beams
Rafters crashing down in ashen streams
I found all I need…
(Pre-Chorus2)
I’m looking for a torch that won’t burn out
With any luck, we’ll burn through this whole town
(Chorus)
As we go up in smoke, we are so transitory
And the words we choke, we hope will tell our stories
We built these walls, with plans precise
But to watch them fall, I think is just as nice
Ohhh, how the flames entice...
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3. |
Lighthouse
04:08
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(Verse 1)
I cast off a refugee, fighting to get the best of me
I puffed my chest and I bit my lip, said I’m the one who’s gonna be sailin' the ship
I was sittin' in the crow’s nest, thinkin' I’m the one that knows best
Lookin' for beach on a blank horizon, couldn’t even tell I was a one-man island
(Pre - Chorus 1)
Now I'm looking for a lighthouse, just something to burn this night out, cuz
I’m too worn to fight now, and I don’t really care to find out
How far I can navigate, with a blind eye turned towards my fate
Jagged rocks on the hidden coast, haunt my dreams like a wayward ghost
(Chorus)
And I've been lookin' for land, whoa oh oh oh
Some solid ground
And I've been trying to stand, whoa oh oh oh
But there's none to be found
(Verse 2)
Forty days and forty nights, I roamed the desert of jet black tides
Never saw a darker sky, than when I was wishing for harbor lights
My feet forgot the feel of dirt, the rest of home, the hearty earth
A wanderer, the unceasing stir, never could quite outrun the hurt
(Pre - Chorus 2)
Now I'm lookin' for a lighthouse, just something to burn this night out, cuz
I’m too worn to fight now, and I don’t really care to find out
How long it’ll take to fall asleep, To the taunting haunting wooden creak
Great white whales swimmin' through my head, taunt me with a nameless dread
(Chorus)
And I've been lookin' for land, whoa oh oh oh
Some solid ground
And I've been trying to stand, whoa oh oh oh
But there's none to be found
I've been searching the skies, whoa oh oh oh
But graspin' thin air
I've been drifting on tides, whoa oh oh oh
With no anchor to spare
(Outro)
Now I'm lookin' for a lighthouse, just something to burn this night out, cuz
I’m too worn to fight now, and all I ever wanted was to find ground
(x4)
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4. |
Far From Home
04:52
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(Verse 1)
I can see the cracks of light beneath the door
Signs of a dawn that’s never broke before
And I can feel the ivy creepin’ through my gaps
A sign that there’s no time for turning back
(Pre-Chorus 1)
Like current through a copper wire
Release all your concealed desire
In the voltage we are volatile and free
(Chorus)
But there is somethin’ you should know about me
I keep on spreadin’ my roots into places I know I must leave
I’ve got my heart on too many sleeeeves
And when we settle up all of the scores
I’ll know I lived life like an ocean, wild and pure
I’ve never been more sure…
I’m most alive when I’m far from home
The open road roars in my bones...
(Verse 2)
Well I can still smell the smoke singed in my clothes
The house burned down but the blaze can’t touch our souls
And I can hear the doubtful voices in my ears
But I haven’t come this far to yield to fears
(Pre-Chorus 2)
Like water through the winding pipes
Bursting forth to reach new heights
In the deluge I find refuge and release
(Chorus)
But there is somethin’ you should know about me
I keep on spreadin’ my roots into places I know I must leave
I’ve got my heart on too many sleeeeves
And when we settle up all of the scores
I’ll know I lived life like an ocean, wild and pure
I’ve never been more sure…
I’m most alive when I’m far from home
The open road roars in my bones...
(Bridge)
‘Cuz I’m the branch that taps your window late at night
And bids you come outside
I’m the high tide always reaching towards the shore
Seeking after more
(Chorus)
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5. |
Eighty-Six
04:33
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(Verse 1)
I left a note
So I could share final thoughts caught in my throat
And shed my coat
I checked my breath
On the balustrades of the observation deck
And faded to a speck
(Pre - Chorus 1)
I’ve broken every last defense
The barricades and parapets
The screaming wind, and the sound of static
Will anchor me down to the traffic
(Chorus)
And the crowds, they will bow to me
The distance between the ground and the eighty-sixth balcony
Hear the sound, they will sing for me
And guide me down to the waiting arms of the limousine
(Verse 2)
I left my scarf
Hanging on the railing in the dark
One more way to make my mark
Will passersby,
Gape in disbelief or check the time?
Rehearse their alibis…
(Pre - Chorus 2)
Will the chrome caress me, stretch to catch me?
Compose my final place of resting?
Contorted metal sheets collapse
Like the shimmer of my last synapse…
(Chorus)
And the crowds, they will bow to me
The distance between the ground and the eighty-sixth balcony
Hear the sound, they will sing for me
And guide me down to the waiting arms of the limousine
(Bridge)
I’m eighty-sixed, my name is nixed
I saw their faces all transfixed
On the commonplace insomniac
Here laid to rest upon this Cadillac
(Chorus)
And the crowds, they will bow to me
The distance between the ground and the eighty-sixth balcony
Hear the sound, they will sing for me
And guide me down to the waiting arms of the limousine...
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Max Mandu Charlottesville, Virginia
Charlottesville based singer-songwriter.
I write driving, contemplative rock inspired by a life of travel and seeking the wonder in everyday life.
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