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COMPLETE LYRICS TO "ROUGH DRAFTS LIVE ON STAGE" |
W. K. Mahler "Rough Drafts Live On Stage"
Release: November 2004 Available NOW
I
--Harmalude--
August 2004
Recorded at the Hyannis Town Green, Hyannis, MA.
(Instrumental)
II
--Footsteps--
July 2004
Recorded along side Breakwater Shores Drive, Hyannis, MA.
I finally found myself a home
Oh there's nobody inside
I got no money in my pocket
But i got a honest sense of respect and pride
Oh, might've got dirtier along the way
Intentional or mistake what can i say
What can i say
Oh finger across the lips
Yeah hand to your side near your hip
Pointing along your own chosen path
Looking for another reason to find a reason to laugh
Pointing which way should you and i go
Another garage turned into a home
Might be tomorrow might be today
This song is slowing momentarily anyway
Looking out by this old street light
Might be prayin' for something better than Gods might
I hear your footsteps
I hear your footsteps
I hear your footsteps
I'm gonna follow your footsteps
Might just stop here at the corner for awhile
Yes you did, I think you did yes it was just for awhile
Another car coming zoomin right on by
Nobody looking out lookin' in the eye
Another night looking back about tomorrow and today
Moments of happiness end up arguments right away
About how it is between you and I
How to talk to me when your not looking me in the eye
About these serious mistakes we make
How about just stopping and living for goodness sake
I'm gonna follow your footsteps
Gonna make my own footsteps
I'm gonna follow your footsteps
I'm gonna follow your footsteps
III
--Excuse Me--
July 2004
Recorded walking along side Ocean Street, Hyannis, MA.
Oh yea, uh huh, (I am) tell it to me one time
I see your body it's (still) about four and it's
About one past quarter to nine
I'm recording my own memories
Oh one, two, three, (watch out for the car) four pretty lady
Hey that's by there before me
I only know there's one standing here
Goodnight now just don't disappear
Might be I'm a little bit sorry
Little bit about my own personal sob story
How many times must I say my innocence disappeared
For all the things I've been going on about year after year
Every day and every single other night
Love another man without me in sight
Sooner or later this locomotive's bound to stop
Lets start living, loving much more, much more alot
Excuse me for the things I say
I try to think I am well behaved
Excuse me for the things I believe
Probably the solving for a solemn creed
I know another car's going by
Faster than the blink of a camera eye
Not that there was a single sound
Making it up as I walk around
Just of memory of yesterday
In all fairness now nakedness displayed
Definition clearly plainly spelled out
In closing that's what it's all about
Somebody stole my life today
So I'm making this song a special way
What did I mean about history repeating itself
Not that I'm leaving my life on the shelf
Excuse me for the things I say
Excuse me for this mind and it's own way
Excuse me for the things I say
Gonna make a new start sometime today
Excuse me for the things I say
Gonna make a new life sometime today
Excuse me for the things I scream
Not another punched out sanity
Excuse me for the way I walk
Just consider it a personal balk
Excuse me for the things I say
Gonna make a new start right away
I don't need no repeat of yesterday
If you think that's what I want
You're wrong right away
Oh excuse me for the things (Hey) I say
Gonna make a new life sometime today
IV
--Any Day--
-- August 2004 --
Recorded at the Hyannis Town Green, Hyannis, MA.
Any day someday, any day someday
Might you take a walk with me
Might you turn, say to me
The trees are growing and they're nice and green
Just another rock and roller romantic scene
Any day someday
Any day someday
You would, might be, might behave
Who says this has got make sense
All i know is your my best defense
Any day someday
You would might, might behave
Doing things out of our own cave
Any day someday
Any day someday
Like a bird I fly away
Like a bird I'll fly away
Any day someday
Do do do do
Any day someday
Do do do do
Any day someday
V
--Birds Of Ages--
October 2003
Recorded at the Prodigal Son, Hyannis, MA.
Now there's a story I've been listening to
Mmm, there's something that you might want to do
Now there's a woman who's crying tears
Now there's a boy living out his fears
And there's a thunder coming but you don't see a cloud.
There's a bird humming but it is not loud
To show you your own fears
Now many times I've seen the light
Mmm, smelled the roses and drank the wine
And I've heard my voice through this nation of mine
Mmm, now there's someone leaking a story
And a woman is hurt
But I'm telling you man it might be what we deserve.
And you might just wonder who you really voted in
Is it a man named Bush or is it,
Someone you don't know yeah.
My name, mine ain't junior
Come from Cuba and Brazil
Oh he's coming to a college right in Quincy
And he is climbing that Capitol Hill
Oh he's quite American but not as yet
But I'm telling you now he could be a president
But then here is a lady who's a non lethality
Who could be a leader I know she leads me.
And I got this ring on my finger now
Oh yin and yang and a tied up cross
And I'm wondering as I stand here if I'm gonna be
Just the gentleman I intend to be.
And I'm telling you now there's a dove on my arm
I know you don't see it but imagination does no harm
Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm, Mm
And now this story is going 'round the world
And I know it's a peace flag that should be unfurled
I tell you it's only true
There's only one thing that we can really do
Take a look deep inside and see yourself
Look into your truth and know you well
I'm telling you my friend it isn't the end
But the end, the end imagined again
And I'm telling you as the thunder rolls
And the rain don't come down may you be in control
I'm telling you this might be the truth
Oh I know I'm standing here feeling aloof
VI
-- Something About Tomorrow --
July 2004
Recorded at the Hyannis Town Green, Hyannis, MA.
I can't tell you just call my name
Lead me to where we could be
For me it is always the same
I can't ask you to stop me where I am
Tell me it's you I chatted with
But by text and email again
I can't always know which way to turn
To be with you new friend
And this life that I have yearned
Easy for me to believe you were waiting for me
When I've yet to hear you call my name
Make it so simple I'd never miss that meeting
So life changes from being the same
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Something about the way you walk
Makes me wanna walk and say
Oh something about the living
Is something I've yet to live today
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Yes I need you to stop me where I am
It might not seem indeed that I am that busy
I meant to be with you face to face
Take me off to somewhere a different place
Wherever you were coming to lead me
Believe me as it is you are okay with me
Take me to there your saving grace
Remember it is you I meant to go to
If I had only known for sure it was you
Seeking me out to find there is living to do
Oh no matter the situation good or bad
Take me on, take me better than I have
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Something about the way you walk
Makes me want to walk and say
Something about the living
Brings me here today
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Though maybe I am just the kind of person
To keep missing what I am seeking
Well I probably won't be around
For so many say I ain't listening
Well next time you are arond
Stop me there where I am
And take me by the hand
No matter who I am with
It's you I want
My new and old friend
Call me to your place
Wherever you may be
As long as you and I are face to face
You'll get the best out of me
Yes you'll get the best out of me
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Something about the way you walk
Makes me want to walk and say
Oh something about the living
I've yet to live today
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
Something about the way you smile
Makes me want to smile the same way
Something about tomorrow
Brings me here today
VII
--We're All Gonna Get Paid --
August 2004
Recorded at the Hyannis Town Green, Hyannis, MA.
I was used
Oh, anybody you did use
Come here just the other night just to say
This musician is gonna get up here and play
Oh that was your body that was played
Forever innocent it's permanently displayed
Now what's the sense of doing all that
Do you think it was just the tip of my hat
Let you know that was your life gone by
Oh without nary a tear from my eye
Someday soon you're gonna get paid
Oh it ain't as easy as made in the shade
I swear it just might not be true as of yet
But that is certainly a most certain safe certain bet
And that ain't just any storm that's gonna blow by
And that's a little bit more than rain in your eye
I swear it might be love but it's true
Same message every day different but repeated to you
Oh but repeated to you
Oh but repeated to you
Oh about those things you do
I do declare there are some witnesses over there
Who hears everything a singers got to say
Now do I need to repeat the story that is online
About the loving you did while I was asleep for some time
Dear if that ain't whoring I don't know what of it's true
Same thing you might be saying about this singing I do
Believe me that this ice is paid
About me getting a job who needs one anyway
Taxes too I believe that money is well spent
About this life that's been living something like hell bent
Now I don't need to repeat a story that's been true
Now the next time you look at me I say it ain't true
About these things I didn't want to happen here
Mmm, same things repeating man year after year
Someday soon you might face me just the same way
About these reasons why it's history that's been gained
Excuse me but that ain't no dinner I eat
I need nothing more than a better sense of treat
Excuse me about the way this stories been displayed
Me and this harmonica alone everyday
I remember us sitting up in bed
Not that I remember what was going on instead
By the bottom of my own very two feet
Two strangers and this woman did meet
Now I needn't remember a certain thing
Except but this image this memory still brings
Left up there somewhere online
That's why I've been saying everyday every single time
Need me to repeat it again
You're wondering why I remained your friend
Sensibility about me singing all this
Center stage I do regret I don't miss
That kind of special loving you've been seeking all the time
About the sense of me trying to make a new kind of rhyme
That is someone sitting listening to all this
I do remember there's no regretting sense to all this
Mmm, there's no sense of regretting to all this
You might remember why I tried to repeat it again
Everybody's got their own special friend
That might be just as well we know
I swear that's the reason why a storm this way will blow
Now do I need to say do it again
That's just between myself and my own special friend
His name was Gandhi but now he's dead
But just consider the life he tried to have led
Now this is America Hyannis I do mean it's true
Now this harmonica is G and it's blues
Do I need to remember all this
About this special loving I seem to miss
Next morning when I wake up beside you my friend
Just remember what driving is all about my friend
You gave me a mission here and believe me it's true
About all that special loving that's been due to come to you
Don't try to break open this man
By repeating everything that's been done across this land
Because all that does is make a threat out of me
About this reason why I live by this creed
Now if your looking for the same look to your eye
Don't stop to remember the reasons why
That is the message that you have been saying to me
Now I got to believe that is your own special creed
So the next time you're remembering this
That is why I still call you Misses miss
Excuse me for making this tune
Now I gotta be going leaving soon
Goodnight and I gotta say
Someday soon we're all gonna get paid
VIII
--No Highway--
October 2002
Recorded at the Prodigal Son, Hyannis, MA.
(One week before the end of the Virginia Sniper Shootings.)
Dear friend
Dear friend
We are far
From from the end
Here we go
One more time around the bend
A friend of mine was doing time with me
Doing time with me
We walked
The cobblestone path
Realized, mentally just where we were at
How we feel each other, brother
Hugged and walked like blood brothers
Hugged and walked like one another
Hugged and walked
We could only take a walk
Praying
To Jesus's mother
Looked upon one another
Then we
Came into a conclusion
Oh,
This why, there was a professional intrusion
We were told in our heart
Life was just a paranoid delusion
Mmm, Mmm, Mmmm
A paranoid delusion illusion
Mmm, mmm
Mmm, ohh oohh
Uhuh uhuh
Uhuh uhuh
Walking the sites
Every single night
Trying with our might
To live just right
Studying our plight
To try and get it right
Sister I believe
I'll try to get it nice
Head my way
No highway
No highway
VIV
--New York--
July 2, 2004
Recorded in studio
New York
5:12 a. m. here on Cape Cod
The hairs on my arm
They stood up
I'm with my wife
Thinking 'bout you
The mother load of everything
I'm no New Yorker true
I'm remembering two friends
Gone now never forgotten
Their spirits in you in you them
New York
I'm coming to more than pay my respects
If I am to be anywhere
It's to be more than just alive with the best
New York
Now please tell Gustav Mahler society I'm on my way
Something 'bout pride of me knowing
To tell them about this Mahler today
Yankees, you're the number two team
Red Sox hat coming with me
Polarity like a friendly clash
No ordinary scene
Oh but that's a distant present future fact
But to tell you the truth
With all the noise from the city square
From the subway train rolling across the bridge
To the cars jammed for miles everywhere
The steam rising from the cellars up the stairs into the city air
And clothes strung out from wall to wall
In the sense of deepest respect and love New York
Soon I am knocking at your door
I'm no New Yorker, I'm a Cape Codder man
But if not for New Yorkers, there's be no spirit
Like any other in this man
New York
X
--Say--
October 2003
Recorded at the Prodigal Son, Hyannis, MA.
Life is full of love and strife
I am finding i need you in my life
i've been patient and demanding
I've been humble and understanding
I'm making you crazy time to time
yes i should go to you and enter in our home
And be with you for life
Life's individuals this is our life
This is where we belong
Life is simple
Simple as a dimple
Any day and or night
This is our song
Individuals of life
You can listen to me
I can listen to you
You can listen to your friend
Your friend will listen to you
Still it is always
Only you of whom is the deciding factor
Regarding anything and everything, only you, solely you and only all about
you
Your say is my say
My say is your say
Her say is his say
His say is her say
We have our say
Your say is our say
Our say is our say
We all have our say
My attention is being given to you
You berate me and say you hate me
When all i do is express my love to you
We do not share our own table
And we live in separate fables
We think you avoid your truths
You think we avoid our truths too
Affairs of the physical sensual lusts
Life's individuals this is our life
This is where we belong
Life is simple
Simple as a dimple
Any day or night this is our song
Individuals of life
We're amongst the dead
We're amongst the living
All in the name of encompassing love
All in the name of wholesome truth
The rooftops are soaked by rain
Carrying the dirt of our lifes stains
Carrying the nutrients we need to attain
So we can consider ourselves soul spirit mind body one in the same
One in the same
Your say is my say
My say is your say
Her say is his say
His say is her say
We have our say
Your say is our say
Our say is your say
We all have our say
We all have our say
We all have our say
Our say
Her say
His say
Our say
My say
Your say
Our say
Say
XI
--Rant And Ramble--
December 2003
Recorded in studio.
I don't know
Through the mountains
To the shore
There's a seagulls flying
And the lions roar
There's a junipers growing
Whip-o-will flies around
How does a whip-o-will fly around when it's stem is in the ground
There's a child in a sundress
Lookin' up to the sky
There's a car over by the bypass
The driver's flicking a cigarette off to the side
There's a cat meowing at the door
"Won't you give me some food just once more"
There's a flagpole with it's flag half down
There's a somberness in this town
There's a spirit moving in the air
I hear it calling you beware, yeah.
I'm coming on.
There's a mocking bird that has been heard
There's something that's been understood
There's a peaceful man walking across the land
There's a peaceful woman holding him by the hand
There's a ship going by
I can understand
To try to get somewhere
Over in the African shore
There's a humble man entering a door
Over on the Chinese side
There's humbleness in their pride
In the Iraqi soil we're looking for oil
And there is nothing there but men who toil
There's bombs blasting everywhere
There is children's skin crying not heeding the size
Better known as beware
Over in the U. K. it's okay
We're gonna let you do your life anyway
Maybe in France I'll find some trance
Where there's something going on by chance
Over in the Canadian area I know there is something
That is quite serious
And in the Mexican lands
Oh, in the Brazilian lands
In the Venezuelan lands
In the Cuban lands
Over by the Jersey shore, their Washington D. C. capital you can hear them
roar
And in this zone, in my zone, I leave myself and my wife alone
On the other side, side of peace
There's a woman living indiscreet
She prays to God, "give me a chance, just want one more merry dance"
There's a police man traveling on the road looking for just one payload
Maybe sometime we will find
Another reason to make a harmonious rhyme
Maybe sometime we will find
To make ourselves another harmonious rhyme
Mmm, in the Sandwich lands there is a man who understands
That it's his life in his hands
In the Truro sands there is a woman
Who looks for peace in the ocean she sees
Another seal rising from his sleep
Oh, in the Yarmouth area, there is a book where everybody knows if you look
There's something inside
Oh there's someone inside
Over in Bourne, there's a land that's torn
Poisoning the soil for the unborn
And in the Sagamore way well what can I say
There's traffic coming to and fro everyday
Well over in the Boston lands
There is a man that sits behind a desk
Folding his hands
Oh, the mentally ill, they take their fill
But there's not enough lawyers for a till
And there's a president somewhere, somewhere
Looking into his own stare
There's a Kennedy saying "Hey there must be a change"
"Hey brother can I have the money you saved?"
And over in the eastern lands there's some kind of man
Who's thinking he is God's own creation another man
We strung him up before, tell me what for
He's coming for us now, he's gunning full bore
And there's something going on
Oh, there's something coming on
A car drives by I can hear the man, sitting in the seat
Sitting in the seat looking at the street
Another word goes by I hear a cry
I gotta stop and only sigh
Somebody please, won't you please
Give me the keys to our peace
Somebody please, won't you please
Give me the keys to our peace
Give me the keys to our peace
Oh, give me keys to my peace
Give me the keys to our peace
One more, can you understand the what for
Give us the keys to our peace
Please
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exception to "No Highway" by William K. Mahler, lyrics and music and Dan
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Leonda K. Mahler, spoken word in "Excuse Me"
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