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VITAL
03:58
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“Vital”
(c) 1998Heisner, BMI
You can feed your head
Till you’ve got stretch marks on your brain
Open up your mind
Like a sail to the winds of change
Getting lost in the clouds
As you look for the sky
Till you can't see the sun
For the daylight in your eyes
Chorus:
Like a foreign film with the wrong subtitles
A life of practice for a missed recital
There's a hint of something lost but vital
Shrink your kingdom down
To a pinhead size domain
Throw at all away
Like a sneeze in a hurricane
It's the choices you make
That keep stripping the gears
It's the hope that you fake
As your tripping through your fears
(Repeat Chorus)
You can feel your age
Like a pebble in your shoe
Or shrinking cage
In a disappearing zoo
It's a fading mirage
Like a ghost from the past
It's the wilted corsage
For the girl you never asked
(Repeat Chorus)
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2. |
APATHIES AND ANYWAYS
03:39
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“Apathies & Anyways”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
Echoes of my loneliness
Resound off empty walls
And, like splinters, pierce this vacancy like skin
Cold that numbs to helplessness
Soon settles in my soul
As the winter of complacency sets in
Chorus:
Ever since you went away
My life’s become a stale cliché
Of apathies & anyways
Ever since you left that day
My brightest lies are dull and grey
With apathies & anyways
You took me to the pinnacle
And told me I could fly
Then left me without wings and watched me fall
I am wounded beyond cynical
A death that will not die
And yours the only name that I can call
(Repeat Chorus)
In all my years of growing old
I’ve never known such loss
You took my heart and left a frozen stone
In spite of fears of life alone
And bridges burned uncrossed
I never dreamed regret would be my home
(Repeat Chorus)
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3. |
CINNNAMON DAYS
04:25
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“Cinnamon Days”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
My heart is like an open field
Where love still comes and plays
Hope’s an ancient altar built
Where faith still kneels and prays
My mind is free to wander
But the memory never strays
And clearest are the thoughts of you
That come to me…
On cinnamon days
Brush away the clinging drapes
Of sleep from waking eyes
Scatter sleep, like fallen leaves
In this autumn of…
Vision comes, it always does
But not without a fight
Morning breaks and light escapes
To bleed across the sky
Chorus:
Cinnamon days
Cinnamon days
Cinnamon days
Cinnamon days
My heart is like an open field
Where love still comes and plays
Hope’s an ancient altar built
Where faith still kneels and prays
My mind is free to wander
But the memory never strays
And clearest are the thoughts of you
That come to me…
On cinnamon days
Breathing deep as spices seem
To fill this atmosphere
Like fingerprints upon the wind
That tell me you were here
All around I taste the sound
Of kisses on my soul
And all I ever gave to you
Was all you ever stole
(Repeat Chorus)
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“Trying To Remember What Evelyn Said”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
There’s a man on the corner
Who’s hailing a taxi-cab
He’s handsome and humble
And running from grey to drab
And his mind wanders after his faraway eyes
And he talks to himself, but he seldom replies
Chorus:
He pulls at his memory
And scratches his head
Trying to remember what Evelyn said
Just the words of a ghost
In a book he once read
Trying to remember what Evelyn said
There is change in his pocket
He fingers impatiently
Strong and ambitious
Success is his pedigree
And he’s miles out in front of the rest of the pack
But he’s constantly checking for knives in his back
(Repeat Chorus)
There’s a newspaper under his arm
That he never reads
The rush hour blur
Breeds a sense of transparency
Sees his fading reflection in shop window glass
But without recognition he watches it pass
(Repeat Chorus)
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6. |
SEE THIS COWARD RUN
03:06
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“See This Coward Run”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
Another feather in my cap
That’s not what you expected
All is fair in love and war
That doesn’t mean respected
You won’t believe the things I’ve done
You ought to see this coward run
So many messes I have made
To bury good intentions
Bills came due and left unpaid
Too many times to mention
So long I’ve chased the setting sun
You ought to see this coward run
Middle 8:
And all of the alibis
Left in my wake
Were spread out like icing
To cover the cake
No time to waste
On what I couldn’t fake
You should have known
That your heart was at stake
The scene lies cold and undisturbed
The evidence convicting
But there’s no law against
The kind of damage I’m inflicting
All fingerprints and smoking gun
You ought to see this coward run
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7. |
ZUZU'S PETALS
04:40
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“Zuzu’s Petals”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
It was a wonderful life in Bedford Falls
But all good things must pass
And every lassoed heart can feel the slack
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight
For one last moonlit dance?
But Zuzu’s petals can’t be pasted back
The view from your rear window
Brought a rush of vertigo
Unsettling the man who knew to much
Shaking off the haloes
Some to easily bestow
But never seeing virtue as a crutch
Chorus:
And who’ll talk to Harvey
Now that Elwood’s gone?
Who believes enough to even see?
Who’ll talk to Harvey
Is there nothing left to say?
Or was he really only you and me?
The losing cause is lost at last
The hero slips from sight
It happens like we always knew it would
The final filibuster ends
But not without a fight
As Mr. Smith leaves Washington for good
(Repeat Chorus)
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8. |
JULIE ANNE
03:18
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“Julie Anne”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
I could look you in the eyes
And say the words you won’t believe
I could write it in a verse or two
That you would never read
But I’ll sing it in a song
And hope you won’t misunderstand
What I think I’m trying to tell you
Julie Anne
I never can get close enough
To whisper in your ear
A kiss is worth a thousand words
But I can’t make you hear
If only I could reach you now
And take you by the hand
Should it be this hard to touch you
Julie Anne?
Bridge:
I’ve got your name in my heart
I’ve got my heart on my sleeve
So what’s this lump in my throat
That makes it harder to breathe?
I’ve got a picture of you
I’ve got a lot on my mind
Sometimes you’re looking so hard
You almost miss what you find
There’s nothing I can tell you
That you don’t already know
Nowhere you can take me
That I wouldn’t want to go
But I read between the lines
And see a space I’ll never span
Am I building burning bridges
Julie Anne?
(Repeat Bridge)
At the risk of losing all
I’ll play the part I know too well
A clown without the make-up
To protect me from myself
Stranded in the spotlight
A blistered shadow of a man
Is it worse than you imagine
Julie Anne?
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SHE'S TIRED OF WAITING
04:01
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“She’s Tired Of Waiting”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
She no longer leaves a candle in the window
The table, when she eats, is set for one
The hope that used to speak of new beginnings
Is now the quiet tears for things undone
Chorus:
Her wedding dress
Is old and fading
Like memory’s bliss
She’s tired of waiting
The wine that’s left
Grows bitter tasting
Like love’s last kiss
She’s tired of waiting
Eyes that once caught glimpses into Heaven
Are now confused by shadows on the wall
Anticipation dulls from faith to reason
To doubting he was ever here at all
(Repeat Chorus)
Middle 8:
So hard to understand this long engagement
When yesterday is dead and gone
And tomorrow knows – but never shows
Love’s river slows – then overflows
To wet this desert…
Till it grows
A dusty picture yellows on the mantle
Below, an unkept fire gives way to cold
She shivers as she reaches for the poker
To stir again the fireplace of the soul
(Repeat Chorus)
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10. |
ON A ROLL
02:36
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“On A Roll”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
I got started before I began
Now I’m well on my way
Nothing goes quite according to plan
Casting pearls before elegant swine
It’s a small price to pay
One more step toward the front of the line
Chorus:
On a roll
I’m on a roll
On a roll
I’m on a roll
Slip, like sand, through the fingers of fate
Find a chance to unwind
Tip your hat to the guard at the gate
Wheels are turning around in my head
Without losing my mind
Time stood still at the foot of my bed
(Repeat Chorus)
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TRIVIAL FARE
04:09
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“Trivial Fare (pt. 1)”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
Every now and then upon reflection
Something breaks the surface of my mind
Shining through the cracks of introspection
Waking me like sunlight through the blinds
“Trivial Fare (pt. 2)”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
Everybody here is fighting boredom
Wishing something better would arrive
I could never understand this feeling
Life was never meant to be survived
Chorus:
Nah nah nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah nah…
Nah-nah-nah nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah naaah naaah naaaaaah…
Running to escape becomes a habit
Always looking out for something new
It’s hard to know the truth until you find it
And harder still to face it when you do
(Repeat Chorus)
Looking for yourself in other people
But cold reflections never satisfy
Making love to mirrors on the ceiling
And hating every minute of the lie
(Repeat Chorus)
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12. |
LOVE LIKE THIS
03:50
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“Love Like This”
©️1998Heisner,BMI
I felt your touch and I was moved
I found my loneliness rebuked
My soul rejoices when you’re near
Sometimes your voice is all I hear
You stir to life this man of dust
You teach this coward how to trust
I’m overwhelmed and undermined
I lose myself for you to find
Chorus:
I’ve never known a love like this
I’ve never been so high…
You never know
How much you've missed
Till it looks you in the eye…
Without a sound the music played
On hallowed ground the dancers swayed
A holy kiss to break the fast
Somehow the moment never passed
(Repeat Chorus)
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13. |
STORY IN YOUR EYES
07:06
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VAN GOGH Atlanta, Georgia
Brothers, Ricky, Robby & Jamey Heisner, are at it again! After a 20 year break, Van Gogh is back with their 6th album. "We figured with all the bleakness going on we would make something happy!" Robby said. Grab your groovy, grab your skates, it's time for Retro!! ... more
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