1.Know Your Name

You’re a cardboard sign
You’re the back of the line
You’re a bratty little kid
You're "everybody knows what your mama did"

You’re thrift store shoes
You’re makeup on a bruise
You’re the man at the checkout
You’re the one they talk about

But they don’t even know your name
They don’t even know your name

You’re the trouble you’re in
You’re the color of your skin
They got faith and you got a doubt
You fought a war they forgot about

They say don’t make a scene and don’t cause a fuss
Just go take your seat at the back of the bus

But they don’t even know your name
You know you’re a burning flame
You don’t have to play their game
Cause they don’t even know your name

You can’t swim in the deep end
You’re every other weekend
You told the truth, and no one heard
They wouldn’t listen to a single word

They say, stop making waves, learn to fall in line
And if anyone asks you say you’re doing fine

2.Walking for a Living

I been thinkin’ about walking for a living
I been thinkin’ about hittin’ the open road
It wouldn’t be a trick; I’d carve a walking stick
And tread the fields o’ seed the farmer sowed

I’d buy myself a gilded pair of sneakers
Walk like butter, shine like gold
And I would really glow;
And everyone would know
They’d talk about me after I went cold

By now, I’d a thought I’d make the ground shake
By now, I’d a thought I’d win the title belt
Somehow, I find that most of my time’s spent
Tryin’ to figure out how to play the hand I’m dealt

I thought that I’d be gettin’ higher
I thought that I’d a learned how to fly
But now that I’m back on the solid ground, I’m startin’ to come around
And I’m thinkin about walking for a living.
Thinkin’ about walking for a living

Trumpets aren’t the smoothest thing you heard of Trumpets used to herald coming kings
But soft and gently blown, they came into their own And lo, the gift the lowly jazzman brings
And jazzmen were the ones you’d want to be with Jazzmen had a way of bein’ cool
But everybody knows that heroin and blow
Can turn a genius right into a fool

It’s a nickel, it’s a dime, it’s one day at a time
It’s hush now. Don’t shout. Talk about

Walking for a living.

With or without the gold, it’s a fine way to grow old So, don’t doubt. Try not to pout, and think about Walking for a living. Thinking about walking for a living.

3.One O’Clock

It’s one o’clock all could be well
But no one can ever really tell
When they are in the line of sight
They might lie peaceful in their bed
There isn’t even time to dread
What may come crashing in the night

And they can not cry hard enough
No they can not cry hard enough
To stop it now

You think you know the gist of things
Alarms will sound, a bell will ring
Before you’re taken by surprise
But it might be the calmest day
Nothing feels like it’s astray
And then you’re running for your life
No you cannot cry hard enough

Oh you cannot cry hard enough
To stop it now

You know that moment when you think
This can’t be happening to me
Just turn back time
Make a quick retreat I’m sure we can change just one little thing
The sky was blue the air was clear
And you were still with us my dear
Now we’ll mark it off year by year
And it will mark us with the fear

Well I can see you there in the garden
Oh I still see you there in the garden
Let’s go back, back to the garden
Where things grow

Maybe we’ll see clearly once we get off the battlefield
Maybe we’ll see clearly

4.You Showing Up Here

I’m not planning on calling you any time soon

I’m a whale who knows how to avoid a harpoon

I’m not planning to answer that question you asked
I’m a lone vigilante and I won’t be unmasked.

And I’m not trying to get into anyone’s head

I’m a cop on a beat, and I don’t wanna end up dead
And if I don’t engage, then no one can say
That I did anything really all that bad today

Everything’s fine until everything’s not

A standoff’s a standoff ‘til you fire a shot

And talk may be cheap but it buys you a lot

Until you face what you fear

I can do boredom, and I can do pain
I can do standing in lightning and rain

But I’ll tell you what really just drives me insane

Is the thought of you showing up here

Oh, the thought of you showing up here

I don’t wanna break into your shop and steal your cash

You’re a volcano town and you’re covered in ash

I don’t wanna go down your road I know where it leads

It’s a Soviet satellite nobody needs

This isn’t the moment to call my bluff

There’s still meat on the bone, and I haven’t had enough

There’s no point in testing me I’ve made it clear
There’s nothing left now that’s keeping me here

5.We Made It Out

Remember when we used to go out riding
We’d roam the fields pretend we were at war
Now I don’t even know you anymore
We’d dance on your bed and get in trouble
We’d make the barn behind your house a store
And we’d be best friends forever
That was for sure

Then you went your way and I went mine
I went holy roller and you went wild
I guess that’s what you do sometimes when you’re a child
Don’t understand it
Now I regret it

But hey we made it
Yeah we made it out
We left those fireflies and hard times
For fields to plough
Oo

I heard it through the grapevine ‘bout the car wreck They say you almost lost your mind
But I didn’t show up or even write
But you were like yourself at the reunion
It even kinda felt just like old times
Like we’d been best friends forever
And all was right

Then you went your way and I went mine
Not much in common both hard to find
No easy way to talk through what was left behind Back in the shadows we each had our battles

6.Already Gone

Page by page of black and white cartoons
I kept ‘em by my bed in a cardboard box
I read ‘em one by one on summer afternoons Lonely upstairs with all the ticking clocks

And you were elsewhere like you always were
Until you tumbled in to make a scene
And then you came in, raised your gavel up
Ladies and gentlemen, let the court convene

All these years, I been keeping it light
Tryin’ to make it all right, put up a good fight
But now I’m thinking that I knew all along about it And how that farewell that I wanted to come
Was never gonna come. How could I have been so dumb?
When I tried to find you, you were already gone

Brick by brick, I found my own way to be
To fashion something like a landing strip
I always said you helped me get to my feet
I never noticed how you tried to trip me

Instead you tripped, yourself, and like a rolling wave
You had to crash into the waiting shore
And you just lay there, battered by the sea Completely spent and then you paid some more

I saw you as a hero and a hero gets enshrined in a place on high
So when I picked you up at destination zero, I should have told that hero goodbye
I could never bring myself to that, but maybe now the time has come

7.Blessing

May the winds bring thunder and
May the rains not take us under
And the wolf not come up after
Any child who’s full of laughter

And may they live
To grow and to give
All their people
Nothing evil

Nothing but gladness
To soften what sadness
Comes in winter or
When life is bitter

May the darkness bring slumber
And may our days not lead to hunger
The sea is warm. The sea is raging.
We aren’t formed, but we are aging.

Yet with more or with less,
We make everyone our guest.
We aren’t naïve.
Some will love, and some deceive.

Yeah, life’s not fair we know,
But aren’t we supposed to block the road
When men come to place the load
Heavy on their shoulders?

8.This is Now

It’s always funny when you go back in time
The strings won’t tune, and the words won’t rhyme And everything you thought you’d sent away
It shows back up and it’s got something to say

You can look at the sights; You can touch and taste But they focused lights and the set’s in place
They say take a deep breath, and swallow your soul.
And don’t get cute. We all know your role.

But even if it’s only in my mind
I’m not gonna be that person this time
And even if it’s only in my heart,
This is not gonna tear me apart
Cause I don’t care how familiar it feels
Time travel isn’t real.

This is now, and I am me.

It’s always sunny in a certain field
The rain never comes, but the crops still yield
I know you think that’s a bald-faced lie
But sometimes I wish that you’d just stop by
Cause you can look at the sights.
You can touch and taste.
Go on. Have a look around the place.
Feel free to grab a stalk of sugar cane.
Make yourself at home. No one needs you to explain

9.Over the Snow

We looked out over the snow
There’s never enough don’t you know
So we take what we want
And then we go

Every child dreams alone
The lords of the earth
Want them to take note
Yeah they’re free to climb high
Free to fall low

There is nothing there is nothing
There is nothing we don’t want
We may want for nothing
But there’s always something
Always something we will hunt

The finest man in the finest clothes
Can break into pieces, that’s the way that goes
You can stand on principle or you’ll stand on men’s heads,
Too scared to take back what you said

One dark night
You might hear the sound
Of a wandering thought
That says you can keep all you’ve found
And that you’re invincible cause you dug in the ground
For gold

There is nothing there is nothing
There is nothing we don’t want
We may want for nothing
But there’s always something
Always something out in front

10.Half of My Time

I’ve spent half of my time
Tilting at windmills
Baking up pies, making up lies
Gaping like regular people do over the freaks at the fair
And half of my time
Pounding on all those
Who wouldn’t go forward, now, don’t tell me your word’s
Any better than Absalom’s, taken in war by the tangles of his flowing hair

O, Absalom, Absalom, son of my heart,
Your foolishness went out and tore you apart
Like lions who lounge in the blood of their prey Your pride was roaring, and you were carried away and
By now, I just figured I’d have perished in battle,
My armor was thin, my feet barely shod
My hands, both too bloody, were tried and found wanting, Unworthy to lay even one brick for the house of my God

Oh, we all want what we want at all times in all ways
Oh, how can we count the unnamable number of
All of our days.
Oh, we’re fighting that clock
That’s ticking with whatever’s left of our prime
Oh, imagine that you had to do what you do with just half of the time. 

I’ve spent half of my time chasing the white whale While sunsets and dumb bets get what everything young gets–
Half the attention they really deserve to receive.
That’s half of my time sipping elixirs, mingling with fixers,
Missing the birth of my children.
And still, when I try,
In my mind’s eye, to see it, it’s something that I can’t conceive.

Your mother once told me that when you were born, She passed out from losing so much of her blood While the midwives were stirring and frantically panicking
She saw you there in a field full of mud
She ran up to greet you, to finally meet you
You were already swaddled in a wild waiting game A crown on your head, she was halfway to dead
By the time you first heard her lips whisper your name

Open your eyes, start counting the stars
They’re just past the bars they put on your window, The ones meant to tell you they need to jail cell you,
When they don’t know what you’re even in for.

Vanity, Vanity. All this is vanity.
So says the teacher with wives by the score,
Who still can recall when his father had fallen
And sobbed the dead brother’s name to the floor and
And every child knows it, the spirit that chose it
Has hidden a secret down deep in their heart
And no one can figure out how to lure it out
Except the soul where… it first washed ashore