1. |
Unparalyzed
05:17
|
|||
Unparalyzed
Steve Hindalong, Marc Byrd, Christy Byrd
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Blue Raft Music, BMI / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I never would want to be the one
To stand in the way of the morning sun
And cast a shadow on you
I’m a sinking man in the sea of doubt
If I take your hand, could you lift me out?
I’ll walk on water with you
I’m looking for
Something to believe in
I think I might have found it in your eyes
Please give me one thing
Some kind of good medicine
(Love is the best medicine)
To make my frozen soul unparalyzed
The cynical slope is a greasy ride
A troublesome trip down a treacherous slide
Leaving faith and hope behind
I want to hold tight to the gospel truth
To pray the prayers I prayed in my youth
But I’m not gonna shut my mind
And I will not cover my eyes
Wearing white wool won’t disguise the sin
Of a satisfied wolf with his tongue in the wind
And blood on his fur
Your faith is dark if it makes you cruel
And when my own blind heart is unmerciful
Divine love is the cure
That’s one thing I know for sure
I ‘m looking for… (a window to heaven)
I never would want to be the one
To stand in the way of the morning sun
And cast a shadow on you
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums
Marc Byrd - electric guitars, acoustic 12 string, keys, programming
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Britt Edwards - keys
Christy Byrd - vocal
Wayne Everett - vocal, music box intro, “I’m not sure how I’m gonna find the one”
|
||||
2. |
Not Thinkin' Anymore
04:26
|
|||
Not Thinkin’ Anymore
Steve Hindalong, Eric Stephen
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / E.Stephen Songs, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I moved into the shadow
To see the light
I dove into the water
To reach for the blue sky
I ran straight into a war zone
To feel no pain
I fell into the heart of a hurricane
To swallow the ocean rain
I'm not thinkin’ anymore
I’m not thinkin’ any more
I’m not thinkin’ anymore
Never did me no good before
Driven back into delusion
By the hand of time
When you said you didn’t want me
I went right out of my mind
I got lost in the garden
When she smiled
Drawn to the fire in her eyes
Betrayed by the sun dial
I’m not thinkin’ anymore...
Disregarding space and time
Evading the laws of science
I will not offer reason for rhyme
Rising with the ghost of defiance
I’m not thinkin’ anymore…
(Who am I? Where am I? What am I?)
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums, percussion
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Dwayne Larring - acoustic and electric guitars
Lynn Arthur Nichols - electric 12 string guitar
Phil Madeira - B-3 organ
Wayne Everett - vocal
|
||||
3. |
Oblivious
04:51
|
|||
Oblivious
Steve Hindalong, Matt Wilder
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Bogue Sound, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
It’s hard to fight an enemy
That you can’t identify
Bombs exploding in your head
And you’re running for dear life
I don’t wanna stop the music
And I won’t put out the fire
Lightning flashing in your eyes
And we never felt more alive
Sorry lovers
Caught in a rain storm
Oblivious to the thunder
Deaf to the cannon roar
Oblivious...
If the devil rules the underworld
And he throws fiery darts
While cherubim and seraphim
Shoot arrows through our hearts
Are we merely hapless victims
of our frail humanity
Or are we just afraid to take responsibility
Sorry lovers
Caught in a rain storm
Oblivious to the thunder
Deaf to the cannon roar
Are we lovers
Blind to the firestorm
Like a piper and a drummer
Oblivious to the war, oblivious…
So I’ll shake my fist at heaven
And ignore the voice within
Feel the thunder in my bones
And dance ‘til the bitter end
I don’t wanna stop the music
And I can’t put out the fire
Lightning flashing in your eyes
And we never felt more alive
Lovers…
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums, percussion
Andy Prickett - acoustic and electric guitars, keys
Eric Compuzano - bass
Britt Edwards - keys
Wayne Everett - percussion
Christy Byrd - vocal
|
||||
4. |
Love You Bad
03:11
|
|||
Love You Bad
Steve Hindalong, Matt Wilder
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Bogue Sound, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I need more sorrow like I need more bad religion
I’m not gonna face tomorrow like a sad tradition
I won’t cry because I want you
I won’t die because I need you
But I can’t deny I love you
So bad
Baby, I love you bad
I’m not gonna run like they ran from the Garden of Eden
Like a penitent lover in the wilderness, lost and bleedin’
I won’t cry...
I’m not gonna drown in a tearful mire
Not gonna melt in a flame of desire
But I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you bad
Don’t be sorry, honey, don’t be sad
The sky is falling, nevermind that
Sweet girl, you know I love you
I love you bad
I won’t cry…
I need more sorrow like I need more bad religion
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar, drums, percussion
Matt Wilder - bass
Marc Byrd - electric guitars
Britt Edwards - keys
Matt Slocum - cello
Christy Byrd - vocal
|
||||
5. |
Lucky and Blessed
03:30
|
|||
Lucky and Blessed
Steve Hindalong
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
Scratchin' at the ocean floor
You may find it, the silver pearl
But you don't really need much more
If you find one true friend in this world
I'm singin' out like Neil Young
Never mind not as good
Suckin' air into my lungs
Blood flowin’ where it should
Beatin’ the hell out of my drums
Knockin' on wood
Lucky and blessed and life is good
Lucky and blessed and life is good
You know for sure you're alive
When you're feelin' a little pain
I wanna dance real close to the fire
And make love in the pourin' rain
I’m singin’ out like Neil Young...
Yeah, I know the way it feels
To hold your breath and try not to breathe
Ashamed, with nowhere to hide
But there comes a time you surely should
Sock that dragon in the eye and say
“Hey, there’s room for me in the glorious sky
I won't be denied, I will not be denied
Gonna flap my wings and fly”
I’m singin’ out like Neil Young…
Steve Hindalong - vocal acoustic guitar, drums, percussion
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Marc Byrd - electric guitars
Britt Edwards - vocal, keys, electric guitars
Wayne Everett - vocal
Christy Byrd - vocal
|
||||
6. |
That's How It's Gonna Be
02:48
|
|||
That’s How It’s Gonna Be
Steve Hindalong
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
You might as well tell a wave, “The shore is no place to ride”
You might as well tell the moon, “Hey, quit pullin’ on the tide”
You might as well tell a river, “You can’t flow into the sea”
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
You might as well tell a river, “You can’t flow into the sea”
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
You might as well tell a bird, “Don’t be drinkin’ from that flower”
You might as well tell a wolf, “Please don’t sing at the midnight hour”
You might as well tell the ivy, “You can’t climb up on that tree”
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
You might as well tell the ivy, “You can’t climb up on that tree”
I’m gonna love you and that’s how it’s gonna be
The heart is gonna feel how it’s gonna feel
My heart is gonna feel
I could not stop this beat if I wanted to
You might as well stop the world from spinning
Or stick a knife in me
I’m gonna love you until I cannot breathe…
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar
Matt Slocum - cello
Stephen Leiweke - wurlitzer keys
Steve Mason - vocal, lap steel
|
||||
7. |
For A Lifetime
03:12
|
|||
For a Lifetime
Steve Hindalong, Eric Stephen
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / E. Stephen Songs, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
When you asked me for one single kiss I said, “Oh, no”
But I knew it was a thing I was gonna do
When I asked you to be mine all mine you said, “Oh, no no no”
But I knew you felt for me how I felt for you
So forgive me for being irrational or indiscreet
I only wanna love you until my heart won’t beat
I fell in love with you in a moment for a lifetime
I fell in love with you in a moment for a lifetime
For a lifetime
I can tell that you’ve been crying, baby
Oh, yeah, I know you’re hurting too
Can you tell I feel like dying, baby?
Oh, yeah yeah yeah, it’s true
‘Cause I don’t wanna live without you
So forgive me for being irrational or indiscreet
I’m only gonna love you until my heart won’t beat
I fell in love with you in a moment for a lifetime…
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums, percussion
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Dwayne Larring - acoustic and electric guitars
Lynn Arthur Nichols - electric 12 string guitar
Andy Osenga - vocal
|
||||
8. |
O Jimmy A
03:34
|
|||
O Jimmy A
Steve Hindalong
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I think it was New Mexico
On the roof of that RV
Amazed how enlightened we are
The darkness surrendered to you and to me
Under the spell of a zillion stars
O Jimmy A O hey Jimmy A
O Jimmy A O hey Jimmy hey
Nevermind my lungs, roll me one anyway
O Jimmy A O hey Jimmy A
Strummin' away in your gallery
With a tin of sardines
Talkin' about tryin' to hang on
To faith, hope and love, whatever that means
And I found a resonant box to bang on
O Jimmy A...
The nearer you get to nearly gone blind
The clearer you see what I’m hoping to find
Perfecting the art of inspired imperfection
Could you point your white cane in the right direction?
O Jimmy A…
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums, percussion, acoustic 12 string
Chris Donahue - bass
Marc Byrd - electric guitars
Britt Edwards - keys
Matt Slocum - cello
Christy Byrd - vocal
Kevin Max - vocal
|
||||
9. |
Shellie's Song
04:51
|
|||
Shellie’s Song
Steve Hindalong, Matt Wilder
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Bogue Sound, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I nearly slipped off o’ your porch step
Coulda cracked my head
I was just around the corner shakin’ a tambourine
Here’s a bottle of red
It’s a trepadacious floor we’re slidin’ on
Californians drivin’ on ice
And I know you’ve got trouble worse than I’ve known
But we’re all holdin’ on for dear life
I stopped by to say hello
Left a message on Leo’s phone
I won’t stay long anyway
Hey, you look beautiful today
I don’t have any song to sing
To take away your suffering
So I’ll just bother you for awhile
Feel the warmth of your sweet smile
Is it ok to laugh? Is it alright to cry?
Your faithful friends who love you
They’re prayin’ for healing rain
Dancin’ under heaven, wearin’ turquoise and feathers
Still the sky won’t change
So you drink another vial of poison
Surrender again to the knife
Wedding bells are ringin’ for your little girl
It's a fine day to celebrate life
I stopped by to say hello...
It's a dizzifying world we’re spinnin’ on
Holdin’ on for precious life
The merciful face of Jesus the healer
Is fuzzy in our eyes
I stopped by to say hello…
(Delerium Room / ASCAP / Bogue Sound / ASCAP / 2016)
Steve Hindalong - vocal, drums, percussion, hand claps
Marc Byrd - electric guitars
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Britt Edwards - vocal, keys
Christy Byrd - vocal, hand claps
Wayne Everett - vocal
Matt Wilder - hand claps
|
||||
10. |
Cloud burst
05:03
|
|||
Cloud Burst
Steve Hindalong, Wayne Everett
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP, California Viking Productions, BMI / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
My father is graduating from a walker to a cane
Praising God for cannabis, shrinking the tumor in his daughter’s brain
He wants to carry her cross to the top of the hill
We all live with longings unfulfilled
My brother is craving a drink today, his whiskey barrel is dry
He’s tryin’ to draw blood from a stone, and cursing a merciless sky
His spirit is in a ditch but it ain't killed
We all live with longing unfulfilled
Waiting for a cloud burst
Praying for a cloud burst
Crawling over the parched earth
On blistered knees, our souls dying of thirst
Crying for a cloud burst
Ever since she was a child I loved her and I know she loved me
And now we’re learning to love each other by setting each other free
You’ve gotta carry your own cross to the top of the hill
We all live with longing unfulfilled
You’ve gotta carry your own cross to the top of the hill
Everyone lives with longing unfulfilled
Waiting for a cloud burst...
Sometimes clouds burst
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar, percussion, harmonica
Wayne Everett - vocal, drums, percussion, acoustic guitar
Justin Cary - bass
Lynn Arthur Nichols - acoustic and electric guitars
Stephen Leiweke - electric guitar
Matt Slocum - electric guitar
Britt Edwards - keys
Jeffrey Niemeier - violin
Christy Byrd - vocal
|
||||
11. |
Into the Drink
03:53
|
|||
Into the Drink
Steve Hindalong
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
Safe and away from the searchlight
Over the edge of the bow
I’m making my way to the shadow
Feeling a lot better now
Blessed oblivion blind me
Morning sun be slow
My guardian angel won’t find me
‘Cause she won’t go where I go
Into the arms of my cruelest friend
My truest enemy
Tonight I’m diving into the drink
Less of a romp than a journey
More of a quest than a lark
I’m goin’ down deep in a hurry
Into the merciful dark
Blessed oblivion blind me...
The ocean
Forever luring me into the heart of tranquility
Where bitter tears flow like rivers to a peaceful sea
Well that’s the lie nobody believes
Safe and away from the searchlight
Over the edge of the bow
I’m making my way to the shadow
Feeling invincible now
Blessed oblivion save me
Morning sun be damned
The demon in my head won’t know me
If I forget who I am
In the arms of my cruelest friend, my truest enemy
Tonight I’m diving into
Tonight I’m diving into
Tonight I’m diving into the drink
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar
Matt Slocum - cello
Jeffrey Niemeier - violin
Britt Edwards - piano
|
||||
12. |
Outta My Mind
04:14
|
|||
Outta My Mind
Steve Hindalong, Matt Wilder
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Bogue Sound, ASCAP / 2016 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
These chains are an illusion of my own imagination
Devices of delusion holdin’ me down
I'm gonna ride a gondola
To the top of a Swiss mountain
Where cowbells ring for miles around
I’m gettin’ outta my head before I go outta my mind
Gonna fly through the window
Leave my skeleton behind
Gonna dance with every wondrous
Creature that I find, I'm gonna get
Outta my head before I go outta my mind
Now I'm weary of waging war with myself
Like a priest who whips own back raw
Inventing his own hell
There is no noose around my neck
I’m gonna to go free, I'm gonna fly far
I see light between the curtains
No more cryin' in the dark
I’m gettin’ outta my head before I go outta my mind
I'm tellin’ you, my friend
What I'm tryin’ to tell myself
You’ve gotta get your mind out of the dungeon
Before you can enlighten somebody else
I’m gettin outta my head before I go outta my mind…
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar, drums, percussion
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Matt Wilder - electric guitars
Marc Byrd - electric guitars
Britt Edwards - keys
|
||||
13. |
The Warbler
05:22
|
|||
The Warbler
Steve Hindalong
(New Spring Publishing / ASCAP / 1996)
What about that thunder we hear
Anytime the lightning reappears
Never fear the darkness or the shock
Thirty six hundred strokes before heaven
Already eleven o’clock
Listen to the warbler’s rhapsody
He never chirps any funereal melody
He doesn’t mind the night sky or the hawk
Sorry lovers, take wing under heaven
Bells ringing eleven o’clock, eleven o’clock
You must believe it true when I swear we’re alive
Beware the deceiver
He’s a killer and a liar
The chiller of desire
Your spirit and your eyes are on fire
Celebrate the wonder of lunar light
Listen how the coyote sings at the sight
Nevermind that drum dirge you hear droning
Fade away into oblivion
Let decay anyone moaning, anyone moaning
You must believe it true when I swear we’re alive
Beware the deceiver
She’s a killer and a liar
The chiller of desire
Your spirit and your eyes are on fire
Listen to the warbler’s rhapsody
He never sings any funereal melody
Disregard anybody moaning
Nevermind that drum dirge droning
What about that thunder we both hear
Anytime the lightning reappears
Never dread the mystery or the shock…
Listen to the music
The music in the sky
Eleven o’clock, it’s only eleven o’clock...
(Thirty six hundred strokes to touch heaven)
Steve Hindalong - vocal, electric guitar, drums
Tim F. Chandler - bass
Lynn Arthur Nichols - electric guitar
Dwayne Larring - electric guitar
Christy Byrd - vocal, bells
|
||||
14. |
Antithesis of Blue
04:34
|
|||
Antithesis of Blue
Steve Hindalong
(Flying Frog Music, ASCAP / Derri Products, ASCAP / 2014 / Admin. Simpleville Music)
I woke up this morning
Fixed a cup of smoky brew
My baby done left me
A long list of things to do
That’s why I’m here
To make her wishes come true
True love is the antithesis of blue
I stepped out on the carport
Got a nail in my shoe
Started thinkin’ ‘bout the gospel
How the story is kind and cruel
It was the day after Easter
Jesus was no longer dead
So I hit the highway
With a song in my head
I walked into the kitchen
No denying what was true
I never got one thing done
I had sincerely intended to do
She said, “You always were a wanderer
Honey, that ain’t nothin’ new
Now go out in the garden
And cut me some parsley
And fire up the barbeque
Is that something you can do?”
I said, “that’s why I’m here
To make your wishes come true”
True love is the antithesis of blue
Steve Hindalong - vocal, acoustic guitar
Justin Cary - stand-up bass
Lynn Arthur Nichols - electric guitar
Jimmy Abegg - banjo
Wayne Everett - percussion
|
The Choir Nashville, Tennessee
The Choir continue to explore and reveal, whether crafting adventurous new sonic textures or shining a light into shadowy corners of the heart. With Bloodshot, the Nashville-based alt-rockers push at the borders of their spacefaring sound while uncovering intimate truths, compelling generations of fans to return and relate. ... more
Streaming and Download help
If you like The Warbler, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp