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Songs From The Movie
January 14, 2014

Track Listing
1. On And On It Goes
2. I Am A Town
3. Between Here And Gone
4. Ideas Are Like Stars
5. The Dreaming Road
6. Only A Dream
7. Come On Come On
8. Mrs. Hemingway
9. Where Time Stands Still
10. Goodnight America

Songs From The Movie Lyrics:

1) On and On It Goes

River starts with a drop of rain

Somewhere in this world

Light years shape this arc of sky

And sand a precious pearl

You will light a stranger’s life

By letting yours unfurl

And on and on it goes

Sparks upon the wind

Like a July 4th, a crown of stars

And a good time grin

On and on it flies, on a new bird’s wing

In a beating heart, the moon that rose

And the gift of spring

 

You can say that you’ll never matter

Lose or win

The world won’t care and it’s hard to bear

Such a lonely wind

But you can change a stranger’s life

By letting yours begin

And on and on it goes

Chance is everywhere

Like the train you missed

The rain that fell on the summer air

On and on it flies, like the time we’ve lost

It’s either running out

Or covering all our dreams in rust

 

Every night the TV shows

One more bad day’s news

A world away from what I know

And what I do

But I could save a stranger’s life

If I had a clue

And on and on it goes

Attention must be paid

Before it seems we’re one soul short

And a second late

On and on it flies across the stratosphere

At the speed of love, if you stop

And feel it you will hear

On and on it goes

Sparks upon the wind

Like a July 4th, a crown of stars

And a good time grin

And on and on it flies, on a new bird’s wing

In a beating heart, the moon that rose

And the gift of spring

 

2) I Am A Town

I’m a town in Carolina, I’m a detour on a ride

For a phone call and a soda, I’m a blur from the driver’s side

I’m the last gas for an hour, if you’re going 25

I am Texaco and tobacco, I am dust you leave behind

 

I am peaches in September and corn from a roadside stall

I’m the language of the natives, I’m a cadence and a drawl

I’m the pines behind the graveyard and the cool beneath their shade

Where the boys have left their beer cans, I am weeds between the graves

 

My porches sag and lean with old black men and children

My sleep is filled with dreams

I never can fulfill them

I am a town

 

I’m a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain

I’m a Baptist like my daddy and Jesus knows my name

I am memory and stillness, I am lonely in old age

I am not your destination, I am clinging to my ways

I am a town

 

I’m a town in Carolina, I am billboards in the fields

I’m an old truck up on cinderblocks missing all my wheels

I am Pabst Blue Ribbon, American and “Southern Serves the South”

I am tucked behind a Jaycees sign on the rural route

I am a town

I am a town

I am a town

Southbound

 

 

3) Between Here and Gone

Tonight the moon came up, it was nearly full

Way down here on earth, I could feel its pull

The weight of gravity or just the lure of light

Made me want to leave my only home tonight

Yes I’m just wondering how we know where we belong

Is it in a photograph, or a dashboard poet’s song

Will I have missed my chance to right some ancient wrong

Should I find myself between here and gone

 

Now I could grab my keys and peel out in my truck

With every saint on board bringing me their luck

I could drive too fast like a midnight’s thief

As if there was a way to outrun the grief

Yes I’m just wondering how we know where we belong

In a song that’s left behind, in a dream I couldn’t wake from

Could I have felt the brush of a soul that’s passing on

Somewhere in between here and gone

 

Up above me, wayward angels, a blur of wings and grace

One for courage, one for safety and one for just in case

 

I thought a light went out, but now a candle shines

I thought my tears wouldn’t stop but then I dried my eyes

And after all of this, the truth that holds me here

Is that this emptiness is something not to fear

Yes I’ll keep wondering how we know where we belong

After all the journeys made and the journeys yet to come

When I feel like giving up, instead of going on

Somewhere in between…

Yes I’m just wondering how we know where we belong

Is it in the arc of the moon leaving shadows on the lawn

In the path of fireflies and a single bird at dawn

Singing in between here and gone

 

 

4) Ideas Are Like Stars

Today Joseph is sitting alone

With occasional nods to the waitress

She tops off his cup while she’s snapping her gum

Making her rounds on the lunch shift

Counting out coins, he leaves them arranged

In neat lines and circles and arcs

She just stares at the tip that spells out her name

And ideas are like stars

 

And yesterday pedaling down 4th Avenue

Between the stalls and the bookshops

The sepia tones of a lost afternoon cradled a curio storefront

And inside the air was thick with the past

As the dust settled onto his heart

And here for a moment is every place in the world

And ideas are like stars

 

They fall from the sky

They run round your head

They litter your sleep as they beckon

They’d teach you to fly without wires or thread

They promise if only you’d let them

For the language of longing never had words

So how did you speak from your heart

Yet here is a box that swears it has heard that ideas are like stars

 

Tonight Joseph stood out in the yard

As Debussy played from the kitchen

Celestial companions ‘til morning’s first lark

Shone overhead and he listened

And who was that shadow there by the gate,

Who was that there standing guard

It was only loneliness, and loneliness waits

And ideas are like stars

Ideas are like stars

 

5) The Dreaming Road

The stars are out tonight

The breeze is warm and light

As I’m walking right back to you

Along the dreaming road

The only way to go

When I’m travelling by our code that north is true

 

Once upon a time these same bright stars did shine

Down the center line leading here

Nearly thirty years ago

Now the map is stained and old

But on the dreaming road the coast is clear

 

I loved you more than life

And I guess that’s why I died

When you would not love me back

I couldn’t survive

 

And so the girl I was turned into someone else

Keeping to myself and from the light

I wasn’t odd or strange, just quietly rearranged

Sometimes the biggest change stays out of sight

 

So without plot or clue I ran away from you

I was twenty-two and drunk in Amsterdam

Got robbed in Paris, France

Got home on one last chance

And without a backward glance I began again

 

And the days just kept on rolling and I just kept on going

Without a thought of ever slowing down

I made this long road mine

But it was not the dreaming kind

Too many lost souls trying to get found

 

But beneath this ancient sky

One night we did collide

And the hole I thought was sealed opened wide

 

I tried so hard again not to fall back in

But you had me then by the throat

And a strange serenity came washing over me

Almost peacefully I felt the rope

 

A million miles goes by in the blink of an eye

And so I cannot try to slow time down

And years are made of sand slipping through my hands

Even faster than the speed of sound

 

The stars are out tonight

The breeze is soft and light

As I’m walking right back to you

With nothing left to hide

The tears have all been cried

And the girl who died is walking too

 

Down the dreaming road

Where the light is always gold

The air is never cold and always fine

And north is always true and you are always you

And I’m that girl you knew once upon a time

 

 

6) Only A Dream

I can recall the sound of the wind

As it blew through the trees and the trees would bend

And I can recall the smell of the rain

On a hot summer night coming through the screen

 

I’d crawl in your bed when the lightning flashed

And I’d still be there when the storm had passed

Dead to the world till the morning cast

It’s light all around your room

 

We lived on a street where the tall elm shade

Was as green as the grass and as cool as a blade

That you held in your teeth as we lay on our backs

Staring up at the blue

And the blue stared back

 

I used to believe we were just like those trees

We’d grow just as tall and as proud as we pleased

With our feet on the ground and our arms in the breeze

Under a sheltering sky

 

Twirl me about and twirl me around

Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground

And when I look up at you looking down

Say it was only a dream

 

A big truck was parked in the drive one day

They wrapped us in paper and moved us away

Your room was no longer next door to mine

This kid sister thing was old by that time

 

But oh how our dreams went bump in the night

And the voices downstairs getting into a fight

And the next day a silence you could cut with a knife

And feel like a blade at your throat

 

Twirl me about and twirl me around

Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground

And when I look up at you looking down

Say it was only a dream

 

The day you left home you got an early start

I watched your car back out in the dark

I opened the door to your room down the hall

I turned on the light and all that I saw

Was a bed and a desk and a couple of tacks

No sign of someone who expects to be back

And it must’ve been one hell of a suitcase you packed

 

Twirl me about and twirl me around

Let me grow dizzy and fall to the ground

And when I look up at you looking down

Say it was only a dream

 

 

7) Come On Come On

Some people remember the first time

Some can’t forget the last

Some just select what they want to from the past

It’s a song that you danced to in high school

It’s a moon you tried to bring down

On a four in the morning drive through the streets of town

 

Come on come on, it’s getting late now

Come on come on, take my hand

Come on come on, you just have to whisper

Come on come on, I will understand

 

It’s a photograph taken in Paris at the end of the honeymoon

In 1948, late in the month of June

Your parents smile for the camera

In sienna shades of light

Now you’re older than they were then that summer night

 

Come on come on, it’s getting late now

Come on come on, take my hand

Come on come on, you just have to whisper

Come on come on, I will understand

 

It’s a need you never get used to

So fierce and so confused

It’s a loss you never get over

The first time you lose

 

And tonight I am thinking of someone

Seventeen years ago

We rode in his daddy’s car down the river road

 

Come on come on, it’s getting late now

Come on come on, take my hand

Come on come on, you just have to whisper

Come on come on, I will understand

 

Come on come on, it’s getting late now

Come on come on, take my hand

Come on come on, you just have to whisper

Come on come on

 

 

8) Mrs. Hemingway

We packed up our books and our dishes

Our dreams and your worsted wool suits

We sailed on the 8th of December

Farewell old Hudson River

Here comes the sea

And love was as new

And as bright and as true

When I loved you and you loved me

 

Two steamer trunks in the carriage

Safe arrival we cabled back home

It was just a few days before Christmas

We filled our stockings with wishes

And walked for hours

Arm and arm through the rain

To the glassed- in café

That held us like hot house flowers

 

Living in Paris, in attics and garrets

Where the coal merchants climb every stair

The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and whores

And the music floats up though the air

There’s Sancerre and oysters

Cathedrals and cloisters

And time with its unerring aim

For now we can say we

We were lucky most days

And throw a rose into the Seine

 

Love is the greatest deceiver

It hollows you out like a drum

And suddenly nothing is certain

As if all the clouds closed the curtains

And blocked the sun

And friends now are strangers

In this city of danger

As cold and as cruel as they come

 

Sometimes I look at old pictures

And smile at how happy we were

How easy it was to be hungry

It wasn’t for fame or for money

It was for love

Now my copper hair’s grey

As the stones on the quay

In the city where magic was

 

Living in Paris, in attics and garrets

Where the coal merchants climb every stair

The dance hall next door is filled with sailors and whores

And the music floats up through the air

There’s Sancerre and oysters

And Notre Dame’s cloisters

And time with its unerring aim

For now we can say

We were lucky most days

And throw a rose into the Seine

Now I can say I was lucky most days

And throw a rose into the Seine

 

 

9) Where Time Stands Still

Baby where’s that place where time stands still

I remember like a lover can

But I forget it like a leaver will

It’s no place you can get to by yourself

You’ve got to love someone and they love you

Time will stop for nothing else

 

And memory plays tricks on us

The more we cling, the less we trust

And the less we trust the more we hurt

And as time goes on it just gets worse

So baby where’s that place where time stood still

Is it under glass inside a frame

Was it over when you had your fill

 

And here we are with nothing

But this emptiness inside of us

Your smile a fitting, final gesture

I wish I could have loved you better

 

So baby where’s that place where time stands still

I remember like a lover can

But I forget it like a leaver will

It’s the first time that you held my hand

It’s the smell and the taste and the fear and the thrill

It’s everything I understand

And all the things I never will

 

 

10) Goodnight America

I’m standing at a traffic light somewhere in west L.A.

Waiting for the sign to change then I’ll be on my way

The noise, the heat, the crush of cars just robs me of my nerve

Then someone yells and blasts their horn and pins me to the curb

 

I’m a stranger here, no one you would know

My ship has not come in, but I keep hoping though

And I keep looking past the sun that sets above

Saying to myself goodnight America

 

And I am driving into Houston on a rain-slicked Texas road

Land so flat and sky so dark I say a prayer to float

Should all at once the San Jacinto surge beyond its banks

Like Noah reaching higher ground I’d offer up my thanks

 

‘Cause I’m a stranger here, no one you would know

I’m just passing through, I am therefore I go

The moon rose in the east, but now it’s right above

As I say aloud goodnight America

 

Midnight, it’s hard to see the stars

Out on a highway near Atlanta full of strip malls and used cars

First light, just roll your window down and smell

The salty air perfume of Charleston town

 

I’m looking with a pilgrim’s eyes upon some promised land

I’m dreaming with my heart outstretched as if it were my hand

And I’ll hit the Cross Bronx just in time to beat the rush hour lock

But I have no clue what time it is from this world’s broken clock

 

I’m a stranger here, no one you would know

I’m from somewhere else, isn’t everybody though

I don’t know where I’ll be when the sun comes up

Till then sweet dreams, goodnight America