Saturday, November 17, 2007

FEEL



I don't know what to say to you
A plan has gone awry
And everything I meant to you
Well, that grew cold inside
And if the bough should break, my love
Before my last appeal
If you’re not in my dreams tonight
You don’t know what I feel

There was a time when we would talk
About the smallest things
And even now the sweetest bird
Outside the our window sings
But if that bough should break, my love
Our secrets to reveal
If you’re not in my dreams tonight
You can’t know what I feel

(SOLO VERSE AND CHORUS)

The kitchen floor is cold and hard
The wall is paint and cracks
Like all the things you gave to me
That end up peeling back
(SOLO CHORUS)

The moon is high I drift away
Into another place
It’s time for me to hold you close
Or let your memory fade
You know that bough will break, my love
You know it always will
If you’re not in my dreams tonight
You can’t know what I feel
If you’re not in my dreams tonight
You can’t know what I feel

© 2007 Chris LeRoy, Tony Fate, & Lisa McIntosh
Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP

DIME




Midnight mass for a midnight moon
Midnight drive to a midnight tune
Mystery train moving black in the rain
She’s popping her gum like pink champaign
Said, “Let’s pull over to the side of the road
Or are you hardly breathing?”

Stopped by the river for some open air
I took a rifle & she took a flare
Fingers moving cold just a shot in the dark
Somebody missed but I hit the mark
Headlights hot as they hit the road
& she was hardly breathing

3 red trucks at a country bar
I walked in the barrel of a steel guitar
Mud on my shoes, My hair was a mess
Reached in my coat & I pulled out a dress
Said, “I found these rags on an open road
& someone hardly breathing”

Was it something I did was it something I said
Listen to the sirens inside my head
I’m giving out number, giving out clues
These late night hours get me so confused
Then I sang them a song about a winding road
& I was hardly breathing


© January 10, 1982 Chris LeRoy
Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP

Monday, November 12, 2007

I BELIEVED IN THE FORCE




When I was young, I believed in The Force
Heard my young heart beat with The Force
But the howling winds of winter
Come and changed my course
I can find no peace in The Force

I sat before that screen of stars
That opened up to my backyard
Electric carousel of snow
And all the small lights filled my soul

CHORUS

And painters painted Rockwell scenes
Of neverheards and neverseens
The never cried cause it’s a sin
The never pass this way again

CHORUS

You made me shed my skin to play
My colored dreams just fade to gray
My crown of pens and paper trays
And me too old to run away

When I was young, I believed in The Force
Heard my young heart beat with The Force
But the howling winds of winter
Come and changed my course
I can find no peace in The Force

Chris LeRoy
© 1/9/97 New West Crash Music

DEDICATION



I heard the pounding of the generation beat
I heard the beat police
I heard a band making echoes on the street
I fell to my knees

I heard the nightsticks tapping out of time
I never heard a thing
Cops, rockers, teenyboppers fighting in a lonely line
I never heard them sing

Man its just a shot away
That’s what they used to say
Every night I feel betrayed
When I try to rock away

Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know about it
Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know me

I took my friends for a walk out in the cold
A small café by the square
The way the rubbed their hands I swear that they was getting old
No revolution in the air

Man its just a shot away
That’s what they used to say
Every night I feel betrayed
When I try to rock away

Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know about it
Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know me

Even when its safe outside
A man holds his paper bag
Looking for a place to hide
And he dies on the beaten track

They say that 50 million fans are never wrong
The say that Elvis went to heaven
I say that 50 million don’t make 50 strong
If they can take without giving

I heard the pounding of the generation beat
I heard the beat police
I heard a band making echoes on the street
I fell to my knees

Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know about it
Dedication, Dedication
You should know me
But you don’t know me

© Chris LeRoy July 29, 1981
Published by New West Crash Music

Monday, November 5, 2007

DON'T WHISPER



The end of all is crashing
I'm buried beneath this load
Beneath this load
I wanna buy a gun and shoot the neighbor
Trouble is, no one's home
If I could catch my breath, I'd breathe
If I had traveling clothes, I'd leave
Man, I'd leave
I need that shrink, pull the plug
Maybe someday, he will come
Please don't whisper
Or else I’ll just die
Scream until the windows crack
And I'll love you again
I set my sights too high
I stumbled and I fell, asking why
Running in my sleep, my eyes won't blink
Turn the last few corners, wave goodbye
I take a bus back home
I sit in County Jail by the phone
“ Think the call's for you, mister.”
Couldn't hear a word you said,
"Please don't whisper".
Please don't whisper
Or else I’ll just die
Scream until the windows crack
And I'll love you again


© 2006 Chris LeRoy, Mike Wilkerson,& Gary Kjorvestad Published by New West Crash Music/ASCAP