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    Radioman
    I know I’m distant I’m complicated 
    Cant believe that I made it 
    I Could hear their names Through the speaker 
    Any other man it would of made’em weaker 
    Just another reason to fight for Uncle Sam 
     
    Through these eyes I saw a foreign land 
    Where my brothers fought and bled
    In my mind it’s always raining 
    Agent orange hasn't hilled me yet
     
    know I’m broken and isolated 
    a broken heart but it can take it
    I knew the calls signs to switch the channel
    Another man’s war, another souls battle
    Just another reason to fight makes me what I am
     
    I saw a new tomorrow come
    The land of our fathers 
    painted by the sun
     
    I am distant I’m complicated 
    Broken heart but it can take it
    May this life give me a chance
    Welcome radio man 
    Hello, Doll
    Hello Doll I know that you miss me today
    Hello boys I wish that I could see the men 
    you turned out to be 
    But I’m a rebel 
    and trouble followed me 
    Because Iv walked down the line
    Put my name on the dotted line
    I was going crazy trying to free my soul
    I put my life on the line
    There’s a million reasons why
    When I go put a coin on my headstone 
    Hello Marree you were always right there by me
    Hello God you really broke the mold when you made me
    Because Iv walked down the line
    Put my name on the dotted line
    I was going crazy trying to free my soul
    I put my life on the line
    There’s a million reasons why
    When I go put a coin on my headstone
    Hello Doll I know you miss me today 
    Time to Dream
    It was nineteen seventy one
    And the war was almost done
    But not for me 
    I remember the morning sun 
    And the road was almost done 
    What a place to be 
    It’s time for this soldier to dream
    And we rolled on down that road we built
    Along the swamps and the jungles hills
    And when the fires went out from their camps
    Then the boys in green would fold their hands
    And pray
    It’s time for this soldier to dream
    I had a nineteen sixty one
    And ol boy was it fun
    You shoulda seen it 
    dwelled on a pretty lady
    And the way we used to dance
    You shoulda seen us
    And we rolled on down that road we built 
    Along the swamps and the jungles hills
    And when the fires went out from their camps
    Then the boys in green would fold their hands
    And pray
    You never know how much time you’ve got
    Or what all this means
    All I know is that it’s time 
    time for this solder to dream 
    The sounds of the crest angus
    Re up as they called out to me
    It’s time for this soldier
    Time for this soldier to dream 
    A Place to Call My Own
    Iv been wondering
    Always searching 
    For a place to lay my head 
    and call my own
    Iv been trying 
    My mind is working 
    To find my way back to you
    Because I long 
    For a better place than this empty soul
    Cause all Iv know is world full of desperation
    Broken hearts racing thoughts
    and constant separation
    I’m on my own is there a way to end it all from here 
    A distant memory that I can not see 
    I’m always running 
    Always doubting 
    Wishing for a place 
    I don’t belong 
    I hope I make it
    But god forsakes I’m beaten 
    And I can’t go on 
    Because I long 
    For a better place than this empty soul
    I’m never lying 
    Im always trying 
    Because I know it’s coming 
    Like a thief in the night 
    Ballad of Bluefeather
    All the things Iv never wanted
    Whispers of loss, my heart feels worn
    The weight of regret still haunts me
    But family helps me weather this storm
     
    I’m a feather blowing in the wind 
    Iv fought demons and Iv chased my sins
    Through the pain and this broken heart of mine 
    I’m just a feather blowing in the wind
     
    Please know that’s it’s hard to let go
    all the things that I have been dreaming of 
    Lessons learned and words I have spoken
    Teach me again about this thing called love 
     
    I’m just a feather blowing in the wind
    Iv fought demons and Iv chased my sins
    Through the pain and this broken heart of mine
    I’m just a feather blowing in the wind
    People First, Mission Always
    Verse 1
    Eighteen years and a world to see,
    a duffel bag and a young man’s dream,
    Korea’s cold cut through his bones,
    But he never once felt alone.
    Twenty odd months in the cold and rain
    When He saw the Red Cross tend the pain,
     
    ⸻
    Chorus
    People first, mission always,
    That’s the vow he made one day.
    Through the storm and through the war,
    Helping hands forevermore.
    From hurricanes floods to foreign bays,
    People first, mission always.
    ⸻
    Verse 2
    Married a girl with a servant’s heart,
    Together they made their vow to start,
    Thirty-six years she wore that pin,
    Serving beside him through thick and thin.
    Five long tours, Red Cross red,
    Wherever there’s hurt, that’s where they led,
    Spain, Japan, and Vietnam’s flame,
    He carried hope in the Red Cross name.
    ⸻
    Chorus
    People first, mission always,
    That’s the vow they lived each day.
    Through the tears and hurricane,
    Through the loss and through the pain.
    When the world was dark and gray,
    People first, mission always.
    ⸻
    Bridge
    He said, “Everybody’s got a way to serve,
    Don’t wait for thanks or the praise you deserve.
    Find your place, lend a hand,
    Build this world the best you can.”
    ⸻
    Final Chorus
    People first, mission always,
    That’s the truth his life would say.
    From the camps to foreign shores,
    He gave his heart and asked no more.
    Through the years and through the haze,
    People first, mission always.
    A Friend in Death
    They followed the water, shadows on the ground,
    They came ‘round the bend, the tension loud.
    Our eyes caught fear in the silence there,
    Two souls connect in a moments stare.
    He walked through my dreams when the night turned cold,
    warrior with a story that can’t be told.
    I whisper, “Brother, you can rest in peace,
    Regret won’t call back, may your spirit be released
    I’ve got a friend in death, though we never spoke a word,
    No words spoken, the truest I’ve ever heard.
    wedding band shining as the water ran red,
    His story is with me though he’s long since dead.
    When I arrive we will speak
    Of your story from what I see
    I am pleased your eyes found mine
    Competing warriors killing dying
    Where The Willows Sway
    It’s hard to believe where I’m going 
    It’s hard to believe in a second chance 
    It’s hard to believe in anyone along the road
    As I go 
    Its hard to forget that I’m broken
    It’s hard to forget that Iv crossed that line
    It’s hard to forget I can’t change the hands of time 
    In this life 
    So lay me down
    In the cold hard clay where the willows sway away 
    It’s hard to know that the truth hurts 
    Its hard to know what to say 
    It’s hard to put all this anger into words
    To convey 
    There’s a long list of wrongs I have inside me 
    And not much I can change about me
    Every smile I fake just adds to the burden
    shadow of the man I used to be 
    Long Road Prayer 
    Burned out head lights 
    And motel rooms 
    dashboard bible 
    That guides me through
    Smoke-stained ceiling
    sins I can’t shake
    Rearview mirror 
    shows my mistakes
    Letters Iv sent
    love I never gave
    I buried it deep
    now I’m diggin’ my grave
    But maybe somewhere 
    in these highway lines
    There’s a second chance
    I ain’t left behind
    Cracked leather seats
    And calloused hands
    Map full of exits
    I don’t understand
    Radio’s static
    Can’t drown the pain
    Every mile I drive
    feels the same
    Lines on my face
    Like lines on the road
    Each one a story
    I’ve never told
    Ashtray’s full
    But my heart feels worse
    I keep chasin’ peace
    Like some old curse
    If forgiveness rides shotgun,
    I’ll slow it down
    Turn this rusted wheel
    Back around
    I am broken on the run
    But I’ll always carry on

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