‘Margery Dreams of Horses’ lyrics (demo)

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This song is often considered to be a prelude to “Another Horsedreamer’s Blues.” It’s on the Flying Demos CD.

I have hollow eyes haunting only to myself. Even so I can’t stop carving, scraping hollows in myself …


In the still water she lies down
Shaking through the press of sunlight
We rolled into Lexington
She shakes off the drop of daylight
Water beading up her chest
Bleeding down between her knees
Rivers in Kentucky flow
Between the bluegrass wavy seas

But oh, Margery
twists the knife once more inside of me
Breathless with anticipation
Baited reelers set their hooks

Tuck their heads beneath the high grass
and lie and wait beside the brooks
We’re infants pushing slowly through
Frustration leading back along
The alleys of a childhood
That will not release us willingly

But oh, Margery ..sticks the knife in while I couldn’t see (strait into me baby)
Dust me off and shut me down
and dream of where I haven’t been

Close the door inside my heart
Stuck in the south Atlantic wind
I have hollow eyes
haunting only to myself
Even so i can’t stop carving,
scraping hollows in myself I took the train from California
to the far side of the continent
Woke up in Kentucky
Where a wedding was about to end
I looked up at Anna
she turned back to look at me
It’s best to kill the ones that matter
render blind the ones who see
But oh, Margery
takes the blade and walks away from me
Oh, Margery
love like blood is pouring out of me
Oh, Margery
my heart won’t stop bleeding over me baby
Oh, I can’t shut it in
it’s got far too many doors to block the wind
Oh, I can’t shut it in

‘Shallow Days’ lyics

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I’m falling, falling down. “I’m sorry”, she said. “I know I’m not the kind of girl you want” …


Mary Jane says it’s all right
She’s just around the corner from the main light.
Any day now, it’s all right
She’s standing on the precipice of big time.
And I know I’m a little uptight,
I’ve got to go before the sun shines.
We’re just a couple small people squeezing out a life,
We need a little good time.
It’s not far from the edge,
Mary comes and goes.
Drifting through the scenery of the shallow days below,
That is anybody knows.

You follow trains out of town and they vanish somewhere under the horizon.
Yeah well I saw Mary Jane dragged her shadow down the tracks, Stare off in the distance.
It’s not far from here,
Mary waves hello.
Smiling though she’s sinking in the shallow days below,
I can’t find a way out of here.
Out on the road again,
I’m much, much too concerned about Mary Jane.
I’m all alone again,
I like what she said, not what it means.
She leaves me drowning through the shallow days, down below.

You know I heard a band playing waltzes in a grange hall
The sun is sinking lower.
People staring, Mary Jane humming softly to herself,
Nobody really knows her.
Any day now it’s all right,
She tells herself that this will be the last time.
Mary Jane pulls her hair back and wonders what she’ll do with all her free time.
Not too far from here,

Mary turns to go.
Smiling while the waltz begins, dancing down the road

Hey hey Mr. Freedom,
What are we supposed to think?
‘Cause I’m a very tiny person and it worries me.
I’m all alone again,
I like what she says, not what it means.
She leaves me drowning in the shallow days way down below.
“I’m sorry”, she said,
“I know it’s not the kind of thing you want.”
I’m falling, falling down.
“I’m sorry”, she said.
“I know I’m not the kind of girl you want.”
We’re falling, falling, falling, falling down.

‘Barely Out of Tuesday’ lyrics

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There’s nothing but waking and dreaming …


Staring at the ceiling
hoping for deliverance
from the distances in you.
This room feels like an oven
somewhere south of nowhere
north of nothing

Barely out of Tuesday
seen seven hours of Wednesday
And I guess got regrets
maybe you could leave a light on
leave a light on for me

Can you see her waiting
there down by the sea
with a hat on,
with her eyes in there looking for me.
If you see me coming home turn me away
everybody tries to go back somewhere someday
Won’t you give me the distance
52 weeks later, your still the same
I’m standing im my basement
making my arrangements
waiting for the telephone
to ring
to ring
to ring

So I left for Minnesota
where the weather is getting colder
people are changing

Maybe you could leave a light on
leave a light on for me

Can you see her
waiting there down by the sea
and how arrangements made there for welcoming me?
If you see me coming home turn me away
everybody tries to go back somewhere someday
And for all this distance ain’t going to bring you to me
What’s the point of all this patience
it’s not your nature
you just keep what you need
and you got some pictures of me

Woke up Wendsday morning
sometime Wednesday evening
hoping for a piece of
something easy to believe
We live out on the border
of everything and nothing
there nothing but waking and dreaming

Barely out of Tuesday
there’s no one to receive me
nothing is changing

Maybe you could leave a light on
leave a light on for me
Can you see her
waiting there down by the sea
There’s a light on but there’s no body waiting for me.
if you see me coming home turn me away

Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday
Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday
Everybody tries to go back somewhere someday
Everybody tries to go back somewhere …

‘Sister Golden Hair’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by America

I just can’t live without you. Can’t you see it in my eyes? …


Well I tried to make it Sunday,
but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday
and I got myself undressed
I ain’t ready for the altar
but I do agree there’s times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine
Well, I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you,
Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can’t live without you;
can’t you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent,
and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle,
will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little,
just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it,
I don’t mind sayin’, I just can’t make it
Well, I keep on thinkin’ ’bout you,
Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can’t live without you;
can’t you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent,
and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn’t mean you ain’t been on my mind
Will you meet me in the middle,
will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little,
just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it,
I don’t mind sayin’,
I just can’t make it
Doo wop doo wop …

‘Here Comes Your Man’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by The Pixies

Big shake on the box car moving. Big shake to the land that’s falling down …


Outside there’s a box car waiting
Outside the family stew
Out by the fire breathing
Outside we wait ’til face turns blue

I know the nervous walking
I know the dirty beard hangs
Out by the box car waiting
Take me away to nowhere plains

There is a wait so long
Here comes your man
Big shake on the box car moving
Big shake to the land that’s falling down
Is a wind makes a palm stop blowing
A big, big stone fall and break my crown

There is a wait so long
You’ll never wait so long
Here comes your man
There is a wait so long
You’ll never wait so long
Here comes your man

‘Better Things’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by The Kinks

Be an optimist instead, and somehow happiness will find you …


Here’s wishing you the bluest sky
And hoping something better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the doubt and sadness
I know that better things are on their way.

Here’s hoping that the days ahead
Won’t be as bitter as the ones behind you

Be an optimist instead,
And somehow happiness will find you.

Forget what happened yesterday,
I know that better things are on their way.

It’s really good to see you rocking out
And having fun,
Living like you’ve just begun.
Accept your life and what it brings,
I hope tomorrow you find better things.
I know tomorrow you’ll find better things.
Here’s wishing you the bluest sky
And hoping something better comes tomorrow
Hoping all the verses rhyme,
And the very best of choruses to
Follow all the drudge and sadness
I know that better things are on the way.
I know you’ve got a lot of good things happening up ahead.
The past is gone, it’s all been said.
So here’s to what the future brings,
I know tomorrow you’ll find better things.
I know tomorrow you’ll find better things.

‘California Stars’ lyrics (cover)

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Original song written by Woody Guthrie and recorded by Wilco

I’d like to dream my troubles all away on a bed of California stars …


I’d like to rest
my heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I’d like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars
I’d love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why
I must keep working on
Yes, I’d give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of California stars

I’d like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my California stars They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm the lovers glass like friendly wine
So, I’d give this world just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

‘We’re Only Love’ lyrics (cover)

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This song is on Counting Crows’ Flying Demos CD and is originally by Mr. Dog

I will live on calling your name …


Who built the ball that is this earth?
Gave me life and water for my thirst.
Home for a heart till death from birth
And we’re only love, at it’s best or worst.

Love calling your name
I will live on
Calling your name

Who wrote the pages of our lives?
In black and white, and taught me wrong from right
It’s your heart that held you tight
But we’re only love
Spin me around and round and round
Love calling your name
I will live on
Calling your name
And the world seems like my enemy
The waterfall of frowns
And the wave of life will capture me
And I’m falling down upon love
C’mon now darling
I’m falling falling down on love
I’m falling down, falling down on love
I’m falling down on love

‘Night Moves’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by Bob Seger

… And we’d steal away every chance we could to the backroom, the alley, the trusty woods. I used her she used me, but neither one cared …

I was a little too tall
Could’ve used a few pounds
Tight pants points hardly reknown
She was a black haired beauty with big dark eyes
And points all her own sitting way up high
Way up firm and high
Out past the cornfields where the woods got heavy
Out in the back seat of my ’60 Chevy
Workin’ on mysteries without any clues
Workin’ on our night moves
Trying’ to make some front page drive-in news
Workin’ on our night moves in the summertime
In the sweet summertime
We weren’t in love oh no far from it
We weren’t searching for some pie in the sky summit
We were just young and restless and bored
Living by the sword
And we’d steal away every chance we could
To the backroom, the alley, the trusty woods
I used her she used me
But neither one cared
We were getting our share
Workin’ on our night moves
Trying to lose the awkward teenage blues
Workin’ on out night moves
In the summertime
And oh the wonder
Felt the lightning
And we waited on the thunder
Waited on the thunder
I woke last night to the sound of thunder
How far off I sat and wondered
Started humming a song from 1962
Ain’t it funny how the night moves
When you just don’t seem to have as much to lose
Strange how the night moves
With autumn closing in

‘Friday I’m In Love’ lyrics (cover)

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Original by The Cure

It’s such a gorgeous sight to see you in the middle of the night. You can never get enough, enough of this stuff. It’s Friday. I’m in love …


I don’t care if Monday’s blue
Tuesday’s grey and Wednesday too
Thursday I don’t care about you
It’s Friday I’m in love

Monday you can fall apart
Tuesday, Wednesday break my heart
Thursday doesn’t even start
It’s Friday i’m in love
Saturday wait
and Sunday always comes too late
but Friday never hesitate

I don’t care if Monday’s black
Tuesday, Wednesday heart attack
Thursday never looking back
It’s Friday i’m in love
Monday you can hold your head
Tuesday, Wednesday stay in bed
or Thursday watch the walls instead
It’s Friday I’m in love
Saturday wait
And Sunday always comes too late
but Friday never hesitate

Dressed up to the eyes
It’s a wonderful surprise
To see your shoes and your spirits rise
Throwing out your frown
And just smiling at the sound
And as sleek as a shriek
Spinning round and round
Always take a big bite
It’s such a gorgeous sight
To see you in the middle of the night
You can never get enough
Enough of this stuff
It’s Friday
I’m in love