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Skydiving
05:14
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Love is like diving from the sky
It’s nice when you’re falling
Hurts when you hit the ground
And I don’t know the reason why I try again
And is the flying worth the fall
Do moments above heal a life alone
From high and low,
I’ve seen it all
And soaring love
Is worth a broken bone
The sky’s made for flying
But fear keeps me lying on the ground
Here I stand, open wide
And yet still I can’t confide
I want you to know, every day
I meant every word that I didn’t say
It’s been a while since I’ve tried
Skydiving into the open air
And it’s a figment of my pride
To say I don’t care
But in my dreams I see your face
And only then can I find the words
And then I wake up with a start
And I’m lying alone
The sky’s made for flying
But fear keeps me lying on the ground
Here I stand, open wide
And yet still I can’t confide
I want you to know, every day
I meant every word that I didn’t say
Didn’t say why your eyes can burn
Burn into my mind which cannot unlearn
Emerald eyes and auburn hair, a golden heart makes me aware
The ground is in the rear view and I’m
Taking to the sky again
Here I stand, open wide
And yet still I can’t confide
I want you to know, every day
I meant every word that I
That I
Want you to know
I want you to know, every day
I meant every word that I
Every word that I
Didn’t say
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2. |
Getting out of the Bed
06:42
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When my alarm rang,
I just hit snooze
Sleep was the last thing I had to lose
In my dreams was a face
That I just couldn’t place
I’d awake
Into a nightmare
Alone in my bed
Planning my funeral just to
Get a step ahead
In my dreams, I was safe
But when I was awake
I was bruised, battered and scarred
It was so hard getting out of the bed In the morning
When I first met you,
I knew your face
From nighttime trances that I
Could not erase
I could see what they mean
By the girl of your dreams
But it seemed
I would never hold you,
Never feel a love so deep
I thought the only way that I could ever have my dream girl was
When I was asleep
Every dream I’d replay
My alarm took away
So it lays broken in shards
‘Cause it was hard getting out of the bed in the morning
Oh but then one night,
Before daylight was forming,
You woke me from a snore
At 3 in the morning,
Knocking at my door
You just watched my surprise
With a smile in your eyes
So I said
“Tell me, what’s your reason
To wake me up at 3?”
You said you’d rather
Lose sleep with me
It was then that I knew
Maybe dreams do come true
Now that you’ve taken my world
And turned it upside down
I find it strange,
Though things have changed,
Something has stayed the same
In one regard
You make it hard getting out of the bed In the morning
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3. |
Just 'cause It's Her
03:36
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She had the softest smile
I had ever known
But a razor-blade gaze
That could cut through bone- she had
Dark eyes that were black as coal
They lit my skies, when she burned my soul
Like a fine violin, I would soon regret
Being played like a fiddle in a
String quartet- I have
Felt the pain of a slamming door
But I can’t heal the hurt the simple way I would before...
I used to say
Let them out, let them in,
Never let them in your skin
But this time, I don’t feel so sure
Just ‘cause it’s her
Like a fool, I thought I was immune
To those deep dark eyes
In the month of June
July and August, they quickly passed
I never thought her spell would last
I had always known how to fly above
’Til she clipped my wings
And I fell in love
She was the only one, I was sure
But I was only one of many others at her door...
I watched as she
Let them out, let them in,
Never let them in her skin
But I can’t seem to walk out the door
Just ‘cause it’s
Hurtful to admit
I’m not as strong as I thought
But I guess I know
It’s just the way things go
Let them out, let them in,
They will still be in your skin
Even though I have tried to
Let her out, let her in,
She is always in my skin
And I cannot forget a love so pure
Just ‘cause it’s her
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4. |
The Bigamy Waltz
03:35
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Sarah and Jack, a couple of two,
Married as one with no clue
Of what was to come, of what was to be,
Of what could be saved if they could see...
They rise with the sun, their feet hit the floor
Soon they'll be out the front door
She whips up some eggs, the sunny side up,
The cloudy side is their prenup
Sarah and Jack are fine if
You dismiss
What's amiss
But closing the doors
that show any faults
Strikes up the Bigamy Waltz
Weekly on Fridays Jack's good friend Ray
Joins in a poker soiree
He's slick with the deal, has Kings in his cuffs
But after Jack's folded Ray still bluffs
How, you may ask, could Sarah betray
The man that she wed that fine day?
Sarah's not evil, nor is she kind;
she acts in spite yet waltzes
Blind to the fact that Jack may
Feel the same….
So now who's to blame?
By closing the doors that
Showed any faults
They struck up the Bigamy -
Waltz to work Jack, be back soon-
She meets your friend Ray at noon…. Ray plays
Poker with Sarah under the sheets
The telephone rings as she cheats
Jack, on the line, won't be back today
He's playing cards with his friend Ray….
Ray is with Sarah, so where's
Jack, I pray?
Not with Ray...
She suddenly finds this dance quite the chore
Now that she's not alone on the floor
What could have been saved by words now defaults
As long as they close all the doors to their vaults
They'll dance the Bigamy Waltz
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5. |
Play with Fire
03:13
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The heat that melts a heart
Can also burn the skin
Her body sets the spark
And then the flames begin
Don’t say you weren’t warned
Of dangerous desire
You wanna love her
You’re gonna play with fire
Build a man a fire and he’ll be warm for one night
Set a man aflame and he’ll be warm ’till his soul is free
One girl can set my blaze, but it just feels right
‘Cause if I am TNT then she is a match for me
The lesser part of me can only feel the joy her laugh brings, while the wiser half sings:
The heat that melts a heart
Can also burn the skin
Her body sets the spark
And then the flames begin
Don’t say you weren’t warned
Of dangerous desire
You wanna love her
You’re gonna play with fire
I’ve been told to lock my heart when she comes knocking
The latch slips, the tumblers click, ‘cause she took the master key
A seamstress that seems to stress patterns interlocking
a thread of velvet in a weave of steel, so no one can pull me free
The lesser part of me can only feel the joy her laugh brings, while the wiser half sings:
The heat that melts a heart
Can also burn the skin
Her body sets the spark
And then the flames begin
Don’t say you weren’t warned
Of dangerous desire
You wanna love her
You’re gonna play with fire
The heat that melts a heart
Her body sets the spark
I have been warned, bring on the storm,
I wanna play with fire
The heat that melts a heart
Can also burn the skin
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6. |
Looking Glass
03:58
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Once upon a time, I would pass
All my time in the looking glass
Watching my reflection
I thought I would stop feeling small
If the man in the mirror would stand up tall
It never is that simple when there’s
Someone who’s broken and counting on you
A mirror can’t supply the view
I couldn’t see past the glass on the wall
As others around me would fall
Oh but now I know
It was hard to see
That life is larger than me
Take a moment to think about
All the ways that you’re down and out
It seems to many to number
If it isn’t the interest rate,
The coffee’s cold or the bus is late
But little things don’t matter when your
Own living mother, so sick and so pale
Gives her strength so her sister can sail
I tore my eyes from the glass on the wall
‘Cause mirrors don’t matter at all
Oh but now I know
It was nice to see
That life is larger than me
I tore my eyes from the glass on the wall
‘Cause mirrors don’t matter at all
Oh but now I know
And it’s nice to see
That I am small
But aren’t we all?
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Mason McDowell New York
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masonmcdowell88@gmail.com
Mason McDowell
is equal parts storyteller and songwriter. He creates intricate stories from a theatrical perspective, and delivers them with a powerful voice and piano rock edge.
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