1. |
Fresh Paint
05:34
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I've been walking on a two inch high wire
Feeling twenty feet wide
I've been waiting on something don't know what it is
Now you want me to decide
I used to work the 2nd shift into the night
Drove a winding rode home
My eyelids heavy like the lead inside a gun
Left me living all alone
It was you on the end of the line
Fresh paint and turpentine
Couldn't find any words to say
I count the seconds as they fade away from here
I've been walking on a 2 inch high rise
out of sight and out of mind
I've been hoping for something always knew what it was
But I never could decide
It was you on the end of the line
Fresh paint and turpentine
Couldn't find any words to say
I count the seconds as they fade away from here
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2. |
Shake the Dust
03:21
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What did you find
In the depths of your mind
You were missed
You were gone for so long
Hidden away
From the light of the day
Don't let the sun
Cross your eyes when you're wrong
Oh - you got nothing left to prove
No disguises just give me something true
Oh - you were never mine to lose
Come inside shake the dust off your shoes
All apologies
When you're down on your knees
You were always the last to agree
Feelin' unkind
When you're falling behind
Ain't no room for all the love you need
Oh - you got nothing left to prove
No disguises just give me something true
Oh - you were never mine to lose
Come inside shake the dust off your shoes
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3. |
Climbing Ladders
03:39
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It's a feeling that you can't describe
Head out on the highway for that lonesome ride
And all the friends that you thought you knew
You leave behind in your side rear view
Up ahead in the clouds and sky
Raindrops on the windshield like the tears you cried
Faded skylines how they make you smile
Places that you go get lost in the miles
Don't ever want to let you go
Do what I can to keep you close
All the people don't know what they got
Pockets full of nothing don't know when to stop
Climbing ladders 'till the get to the top
Just to find a ledge with a fifty foot drop
Diving in to find the deepest end
Hold my breath counting down from ten
Can't receive the messages you send
I'm diving in to find the deepest end
Don't ever want to let you go
Do what I can to keep you close
All the people don't know what they got
Pockets full of nothing don't know when to stop
Climbing ladders 'till the get to the top
Just to find a ledge with a fifty foot drop
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4. |
Sixes & Sevens
04:22
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See you're coming back around
Tell me what you find
Nothing left to pick-up here
Except my broken mind
A sorry sight to see
You always knew I was
So wrap your arms around me honey
And hold me just because
Counting my lucky stars
If only on my own tonight
Lost a lot of things that fade away
Nothing but an empty hand
Sixes and sevens never rolling a nine
You left me down and out
Don't leave me behind
If you throw it all away
And tear it all apart
Take me to the place you go
To hide your broken heart
And when the day is cold and dark
And you need a light
Lost out on a lonely sea
And drifting out of sight
Counting my lucky stars
If only on my own tonight
Lost a lot of things that fade away
Nothing but an empty hand
Sixes and sevens never rolling a nine
You left me down and out
Don't leave me behind
Don't leave me behind
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5. |
White Dress
04:41
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Righteous heart
Broken soul
Night out on the town
I think I'll go
I feel like getting lit
In these times
It's hard to tell
Who wants you dead
Who wished you well
Who fell in love and made a mess of it
I
Hope you feel
Just like an angel
In your white dress tonight
And I
am just a shadow
I'm a stranger to the light
You're feeling good
You're halfway gone
No worries yet
The night is long
It's getting real
You're feeling like a fake
It's you and me
The tables set
But nothings left
So just forget
All the rules and whisky bets we made
I
Hope you feel
Just like an angel
In your white dress tonight
And I
And I
am just a shadow
I'm a stranger to the light
I
Hope you feel
Just like an angel
In your white dress tonight
And I
And I
am just a shadow
I'm a stranger to the light
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Phil Lomac Charlotte, North Carolina
Phil Lomac is a guitarist and songwriter who has released 6 solo projects and previously been a member of the bands Brown Root Seed Company, Ron Neill and the 11th hour, Senatobia, Bugs Multiply, and Lovely Tyrants. His solo work is generally classified as indie folk-rock, adult alternative, alt country or americana rooted in solid songwriting and lyrical prowess. ... more
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