Lyrics to Men from When's
About Time (Side 1)
Love Is The Heart
You woke up in the middle of the night began to cry
You were told all the people in your life would someday die
But it wouldn't happen for a very long long time
There would be no heaven, hell we'd just wither on the vine
It didn't seem fair to you
It was not within your control
If dust is our destiny--create a God, create a soul
It's in your mind again, it's in your mind again, it's in your mind again
Love is the heart my friend
You loved to play among the kids, ride your bike through the neighborhood
You tried to be unlike the rest though you knew you must be good
You made up your own religion and your morality
You needn't search no longer once you saw the raging sea
Somewhere far away-somewhere beyond the worm
Somewhere they haven't seen-or else there's nowhere to turn
It's in your mind again, it's in your mind again, it's in your mind again
Love is the heart my friend
And now the proselytizers and the born again will say to ye
Buy into the long term plan, buy into the comforting
But they are lost without a script so you are doomed to burn in hell
To be on your own in life that's the rough world they can't sell
To be afraid to die is where you've been at all your life
As you get closer to reaching out to the other side
It occurs to you that you may finally see
To be afraid to live is what's the most frightening thing
It's in your mind again, it's in your mind again, it's in your mind again
Love is the heart my friend
Love is the means and the end
Love is the means at the end
Love is the heart my friend
Words and music by Rob Lincoln (c) 2008
Nothing More To Say
Your eyes are grey, your dress is black
Now your going away, now your coming back
You keep your love all locked away
Pretend it's for some other day
It just freaks you out anyway
Leaves me nothing more to say
Your mind is tuned to a TV screen
Is it good for you?
Why are you so mean?
You keep your love all locked away
Pretend it's for some other day
It just freaks you out anyway
Leaves me with nothing more to say
You bit my hand when I touched your lips
What kind of man needs a perfect fit?
You keep your love all locked away
Pretend it's for some other day
It just freaks you out anyway
Leaves me with nothing more to say
Words and music by Art Cohen (c) 2008
About Time
The leaves are falling down like rain
The wind is blowing way to cold
A bit of moss now surround my brain
It feels like my mind's gorwing mold
And the clock keeps speeding around the bend
The days they race into a blend
I fear that soon my time will end
Life's too short--I know my friend
I'm going to tell you just how I feel
You need to know it tonight
I'm going to tell you just what's the deal
You need to know it this life
You haven't heard from me in a while
To say I love you ain't my style
But the day is chilly, there's a storm outside
And all the spring flowers have died
And the clock keeps speeding around the bend
The days they race into a blend
I fear that soon my time will end
Life's too short I know my friend
I'm going to tell you just how I feel
You need to know it tonight
I'm going to tell you just what's the deal
You need to know it this life
This life/I'm gonna
(About Time)
Words and music by Rob Lincoln (c)2008
Mr. Smith
Wake up!
There's a thump on the floor
Saying Mr. Smith he don't live here no more
Save up!
Get a lock for your door
Cause Mr. Smith he don't live here no more
He ain't going to Florida
He ain't going on a jet airplane
He ain't going to the corner store
The coroner he said there's little pain
Cheer up!
He's no longer poor
And Mr. Smith he don't live here no more
Look up!
He was such a bore
And Mr. Smith he don't live here no more
He's goin to be a flyin soon
Gonna have those pretty (purdy) wings
He's coming to the gates 'bout now
Just think about some happy things
Keep up your guard and don't frown
Cause Mr. Smith he sure as hell left town
Don't give up!
You're gonna see him I'm sure
Cause Mr. Smith he don't live here anymore
Don't give up!
We'll all join him--I'm sure
And Mr. Smith he don't live here no more
Going down, down, down---OW!
Words and music by Rob Lincoln (c)2008
The Same Dirt Road
We walked out on a hot August day through the bushes, honeysuckles and thorns
We walked a while until we found a dirt road we'd never seen before
The smell was sweet with flowering plants like candy in the air mixed with perfume
A vision of horses appeared in my mind, took me back to another travelor's time
Now I wonder who came this way
And whose dust we tread upon
Ancient travelors from a long gone day
We closed our eyes and we walked along
The same dirt road, have you seen them?
The same dirt road, they were just like us
The same dirt road, hear the sound of the piper/danicng down the road
Calling us home
The grass was high around the bend , there was a meadow near a fresh water spring
We cupped our hands and as clear as ice, we drank the water and heard the travelor sing
I thought for a moment I saw in my eyes a horse and carriage racing in the breeze
Then I blinked and away it was gone and I knew that I too would be travelling on
Now I wonder who came this way and whose dust we tread upon
Ancient travelors from long gone days
We close our eyes and we walk along
Words by Rob Lincoln and Steve Lessick; Music by Rob Lincoln and Steve Lessick