Open
Released May 2001


1. i did it all for you
(Michael Timmins)

(I did it all for you)

She took his dentures from his mouth and placed them in her own.
Took a shovel from the shed and then dragged him from their home.
(I did it all for you.)
Left a note tacked to the door, "Paid in full" is what it said.
High above I look below and watch her slowly go.
River, like magnesium, burns.
(I did it all for you)

He stuck his fingers in their backs to count the holes he bore.
Douse them all in kerosene and moved to bolt the door.
(I did it all for you)
Called his Dad and said goodbye as his lit match hit the floor.
High above I look below and watch them slowly go.
River, like magnesium, burns.
(I did it all for you)

Set his guilt before his rage, set it like a wall,
to protect what he once knew as love,
but which he never knew at all,
River, like magnesium, burns.

(I did it all for you)
(I did it all for you)


6. thousand year prayer
(Michael Timmins)

Here we all are at then end of the-century-of-beauty-lost.
We greedily ate what you gave us, the rest we tossed.
We've trapped all your rivers, paved every pass,
Pulled at your sky till we caused it to rip.
But you've got Jimi Hendrix so let's call it an even split.

I've met a girl who has turned my whole world upside down.
The stars I once stretched for now litter the ground.
I am cursed by too little, or is it too much belief,
In the strength of another man's words.
But I've got a girl, thank you Lord.

Here we all are at the start of another thousand years.
All those love stories yet to be told.
Ours is this river asleep at our feet,
Blessed by this wet autumn day.
Here we all are…


2. dragging hooks (river song trilogy: part III)

(Michael Timmins)

Can't lose the taste of this river mud,
black water in my lungs.
They say you can't step in the same river twice
well I've been stepping in this river seems like most my life.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
tie that sheep shank tight, cast into the river boys
we're dragging for those lost years tonight.

There's a man whose lost his wife
said she'd be home by eight,
but that was well on three weeks ago
now he's walking those banks searching for clues to her fate.

See that girl she's lost her boy, flash flood stole him away.
Now she keeps a vigil on that suspension bridge
praying for that river to return him one day.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
tie that clove hitch tight, cast into the river boys
we're dragging for lost love tonight.

Can't lose the taste of this river mud, black water in my lungs.
They say even the weariest river in the end will find the sea
but here among the cat tails all we discuss is breaking free.

So sharpen up those dragging hooks
tie that sheep shank tight, cast into the water boys
we're dragging for lost souls tonight.

 


7. I'm So Open

(lyrics by Michael Timmins, music by Michael Timmins, Alan Anton and Peter Timmins)

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting for that finger to point your way.
Just keep running. Just keep running.
New ones quickly burning. Old ones die away.
Fires lit to say goodbye or hello.
Which way you looking?
Which way you looking?

Count all wounds that brought you here,
Lay your blessings end to end.
Rid yourself of all regrets
because here is where it all begins.
A bumbler's game, a cheaters wheel
where the winner pays the highest cost.
You've laid your marker now watch the ball.
Hold your breath its about to fall.

Just outside there waiting.
Just outside the circle.
Waiting there is someone, I don't know who.
I'm so open, I'm so open.

I don't sleep most nights,
just lie awake and count my blessings.
I'll take this endless life of perfect pointless mornings.
I'll hold you till the morning comes 'cause it's all that I can do.
I'm so open. I'm so open.
I don't like these last goodbyes.
I don't like goodbyes.


3. Bread and wine

(Michael Timmins)

Well I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
but the one that I'm with is not the one bouncing 'round my head.
I could turn this into song or cheap fantasy,
but whatever I've ignited will still burn in me.

Bread and wine, bread and wine,
Your heart ain't nearly as guilty as mine.

I'm a dark heavy heart. I'm a soul full of holes.
I'm a boat that is sinking, muddy waters threatening this baggage in my hold.
And there's a line in my head from an old gospel song,
but no matter how hard I try, the words just come out wrong.

Bread and wine, bread and wine,
Your thoughts ain't nearly as wicked as mine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine,
Your cross ain't nearly as heavy as mine.

I've been graced by the gift of a gold wedding band.
I've been soothed by the simple caress of my true love's hand.
And yet I'm lyin' in my bed, a tangle of arms and legs,
and the one that I'm with is not the one that I'm dreaming of.

Bread and wine, bread and wine,
won't you please be my bread and wine.
Bread and wine, bread and wine,
won't you please be my bread and wine.

 


8. Small swift birds

(Michael Timmins lyrics, Alan Anton music)

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
Once the wildest river is now a trickle to the sea.
The peak we risk our lives to scale becomes dirt beneath our feet.
The wisdom of a lifetime always disappears untapped.
Paradise once given will always be taken back.
And the love you hang your life upon
will start to slowly crack.

I have seen people suffocate the dream.
Forgetting to turn that one last time while she watches through the door.
Focusing on the garbage that she used to ignore.
Thinking she looks so beautiful but not yelling it out loud.
He should have stopped to kiss her before he headed out.
Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are
to have found her in such a crowd.

But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn day.
We were handed the weight of a child sleeping and bore her away.
We've tasted the tears that fall when saying goodbye forever.
And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon wash upon the shore.

I have heard about the lives of small swift birds.
They dazzle with their colour and their deftness through the air.
Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there.
Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings.
The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring.
And then there's the day we look for them and can't find them anywhere.

I've been told that it's just the way life goes.


4. upon still waters

(Michael Timmins)

(a curly blonde disaster
lying out there)

He said, "you make me feel
as desired as a crackling fire."
She said, "I saw a man out walking
upon still waters…

(I want to lie beside you
in a warm bed,

feel your heart
beat in my throat.)

… and no one stopped to stare.
There he was, all alone.
out walking upon still waters."

He said, "you can feel it fall,
All at once upon the land."
She said, "you don't know what you've missed
until you've walked upon still waters."

(a curly blonde disaster)

 


9. Beneath the gate

(Michael Timmins)

She was found beneath the gate,
forsaken at the gate.
Who would have thought that so much love
could be so carelessly misplaced.
Found. Beneath the gate.

We gazed upon the moon,
a honed and whetted moon.
Wondered if you saw the same
an hour from your mother's womb.
Gazing at the moon.

We stood beneath the gate,
Three beneath the gate.
The rare good will of the random world,
smiling like a sickle moon.

She was found beneath the gate.
Forsaken at the gate.
Found beneath the gate.


5. Dark Hole Again

(Michael Timmins)

Stuck in that dark hole again.
Someone throw me a ladder
on which I can depend.
Someone give me a handhold
to help me ascend.
Someone give me a reason
to start up these walls once again.

Lost in those gray clouds again.
Trying to punch my way through them
as fear settles in.
Earth growing larger as I fall into a spin.
Someone give me a reason
to take on those gray clouds again.

Caught in this rip tide again.
My mouth wide open,
the sea pouring in.
Perhaps I'll just float here
and see where this journey ends.
Until someone gives me a reason
to stay clear of those rip tides again.


10. close my eyes

(Michael Timmins)

I want to walk away
like Judas from the table.
Turn my back
and walk away.

I want to close my eyes
like that novice at the alter.
Bow my head
and close my eyes.

Sorrow took Love's splintered hands
and waltzed her 'cross a painted floor.
Whispered softly in her ear,
"let's get outta here".

I'm going to breathe the air
that my children will be breathing.
Breathe them out
and breathe them in again.

I'm going to close my eyes,
and walk away.
Turn my back,
bow my head

and close my eyes.

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Last update: June 22, 2004
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