Barton Creek

by The River Has Many Voices

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about

we are for eachother: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

-e.e. cummings

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released 22 June 2011

All songs written and performed by Matthew Payne at the Barton Creek Ranch
Produced by Matthew Payne & Josiah Spence
Mastered by Nick Landis at Terra Nova Digital Audio, Inc. Austin, Texas
Photography: Matthew Payne
Album Design: Jenny Scheuch

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Track Name: For Emily
What’s that one word?
What’s that one verse?
Or is it a song I heard
Maybe like crimson and clover

Now I’m gonna reach out
And I want you to reach out
I’m gonna call out
And I want you to call out

Ah, now I know what I’m thinking of
It’s that one word we never said it’s ____

That morning star
Always catches me off guard
And it hits me just how far you are
Sweet Emily I never meant to miss you as much as I do

I pull up to the gate
I take the lock away
I push open the gate
And drive down the driveway

As the skies dark
I think of you
As the skies dark
I think of you
As the skies clear
I think of you
As the skies clear
I think of you
As the skies blue
I think of you
As the skies blue
I think of you

That morning star
Always catches me off guard
And it hits me just how far you are
Sweet Emily I never meant to miss you as much as I do

You know what word I’m thinking of
It’s that one we never said it’s ____
Track Name: There's A Passage In The Heart
It’s cold at the window
The rain falls upon the soil
I’ll be the one
Lord I’ll be the one

Just draw the evening down
Let it burn like scented oil
I’ll be the one
Lord I’ll be the one

There’s a passage in the heart
That knows no sorrow
There’s a passage in the heart
That knows no hollow

I’ll be the one
I’ll be the one
I’ll be the one to keep you warm like the burning sun
I’ll be the one
I’ll be the one
You can hold on to

I breathe in the light from your eyes
Just to hold you inside me
It’s as if I’ve been chosen
Lord I’ve been chosen

There’s a passage in the heart
That knows just to follow
There’s a passage in the heart
That knows no tomorrows

There’s a passage in the heart
That knows no winter
And when I’m with her
Lord when I’m with her
Track Name: Yeah, I Got Away, But I Never Got Clear
I let you slip down through my skin
You ran through my blood like dawn runs through the wind
I marked your words your rhythm of speech
I lived by this pattern and moved by the beat
I kept your secrets you gave them only to me
Though after a while it seemed they were all I could keep

I still have you here
Yeah, I got away, but I never got clear

Your heart had on it my fingerprints
I held on to it until it could hold itself again
When your voice gave out you wrote it down
I held the pages in my ribs and carried them around
Even now though it’s been so long
I keep your shadow written book of psalms
I still have you here
Yeah, I got away, but I never got clear

I carried your name across desert plains
Over mountains and back again
I’m sitting here now it’s way past midnight
After a year away and out of sight
I kept you close you gave yourself to me
Though after a while it seemed that was too much to keep
I still have you here
Yeah, I got away, but I never got clear
Track Name: I'm Coming Back
there’s a light in the alley
from the late night restaurant
there’s road off winding
That takes you anywhere you want
there’s an all night diner
where i go sometimes
to watch the cars on the street
through the old crooked blinds

there’s a waitress there who serves me
black tea with a smile
she calls me sweetheart and honey
and lets me stay there awhile
the cooks in the kitchen
put on the country radio
they play lefty and tammy
and the old opry show

when i walk back out
i’m headed for the park
i put my hands in my pockets
and watch the moon in the dark
it’s back to work on monday
but for now i’m free
i let bus pass me by
and walk awhile down the street
the city lights are burning
it’s like an old photograph
yeah i know i never i left here
but i feel like i’m coming back

there’s my old house on harmon
we’d sit out on the roof
listen to the interstate
and wait for the stars to come through
and now the soft church lights
fall down on the scene
i remember when i was younger
how much i use to dream

i turn back down the drag
on that old familiar road
i use to work at this building
and after work we’d all go
to spider house or somewhere
with some music or a book
we all had stories back then
we had our versus and our hooks

when i walk back out
i take the way through the park
i kick the leaves as i’m walking
and watch the moon in the dark
it’s back to work on monday
but for now i’m free
i let the bus pass me by
and walk awhile down the street
the city lights are burning
it’s like an old photograph
yeah i know i never i left here
but i feel like i’m coming back
Track Name: No Death Could Ever Take The Life From You
let’s start together
let’s start forever
no death could ever
take this life from you

your hot iron heartbeat
those cold iron bed sheets
your pocket knife grief
they don’t know you like I do

your skull sharp memory
that falling star scene
your tear and lost dream
they were never meant for you

and those casket wind chimes
that matchlight moonshine
those fog and fear eyes
they’re too much a part of you

hey

and I know how much it hurts
trust me, I do
yeah I know how much it hurts
cause it hurts me too


so you’ve been changing
and I’ve been changing
so we’ve been changing
well let’s start something new

if we just start walking
then we’ll start running
then we’ll start flying
right up into the blue

and raise our hands up
and raise our hearts up
and raise our heads up
and sing something new

it goes:

let’s start together
let’s start forever
no death could ever
take the life from you
Track Name: Pictures In A Thousand Words
He walked in a foreign rain
And he heard that distant train
He came for love’s first breath
He came for love like all of us

And there upon a diverging path
He asked which way to life and which way death
And I suspect that the same as the sky
He held some of each in his eyes

And he asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing,
Sing it like I wanna hear?
When’s that songbird gonna sing,
Sing it like I need to hear?
And make it all come clear

In accordance with all she hears
And all she stumbles on when she’s out there
Kindly her love called the way
Though what it showed all slipped away

Came a time for certain trail
She sat in the park silent awhile
And watched the last light take
And prayed for her heart to unbreak

She asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
And wash away these tears

He lost someone he was close to
His friends said let her rest inside of you
But now he can hear her fists on his ribs
Pounding out for to live

He got a job in a place downtown
He’s trying to turn it all around
But when they’re gathered on coffee break
His mind slips away

He asks:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
And help me climb these stairs

She turned the lamplight on
Made some dinner and played a song
On that piano her grandmother gave
Her on her 22nd birthday

When it was quiet she went to the porch
Stepped out and let slide the screen door
The warm evening didn’t tell her a thing
She wished she were younger again

She asked:
That songbird’s gonna sing…?
And take away this fear

Yeah so he was just a kid
But he didn’t want to do what his parents did
He set out on the long road
When it was too late he wished he could come home

He made a record that the company liked
They asked him to tour under stage lights
He was told he wrote like rivers run
But he could never write his most important song

He asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
And let me fly on out of here

She got a place in a hotel room
The same one they had for their honeymoon
She remembered him sitting there
Holding champagne in that armchair

She walked out to the balcony
Trying to follow that memory
Sometimes moments for years stay
Always years take moments away

She asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
Yeah and bring him back here

He stayed up late with the TV on
Wasn’t watching nothing just wanted to have something on
He turned down all the picture frames
One night last week when the bottle was drained

He went to his closet and opened the door
And picked out his old officer’s uniform
He put the slacks and jacket on
And fell asleep that way when the gin was gone

He asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing….?
And give me back my good years

She was nine when her mother screamed
Knife in the shoulder brought down to the knees
She’s fifteen now and her father still comes around
Last night he broke a window to the house

She writes poetry when her sister’s asleep
Just to feel like someone’s listening
Last Friday night she took some pills
And gave herself to a kid across the hill

She asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing….?
And get me outta here

He worked his two night turn
At the hospital emergency room
He had his hands in a stranger’s chest
When it was done he couldn’t get any rest

In the fluorescent glow of after life
And in that stench of blood well it was like he lost his sight
He walked out through the double doors
When he went home he could barely find the words

To ask:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
And help me see through the glare

She took a flight out to los angeles
Of all the beauty there she was the queen
They took pictures of her with that long black hair
And asked her questions about her famous love affair

She just smiled and brushed them off
Walked the red carpet and stopped
Just long enough to feel herself on display
She never wanted things to be this way

She asked:
When’s that songbird gonna sing…?
And let me feel something real

Now he’s living out on his family ranch
Mowing the grass and fixing the fence
And at that hour when the sunlight slims
Golden brushed and purple dimmed

He stands out in the open field
And lets his heart open to feel
Stories of those from his future and past
Holding their letters and writing back

He writes:
Your songbird’s gonna sing
Sing it like you wanna hear
Your songbird’s gonna sing
Sing it out I swear
Yeah your songbird’s gonna sing
Sing it like you need to hear
Yeah your songbird’s gonna sing
Sing it out I swear
And make it all come clear