Austin Lucas

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

 

Notebooks for my friend and great singer and musician Austin Lucas. Notebooks made for his  2012 european tour - cant wait to see him here in Prague.

http://www.austinlucasmusic.com/

tour dates HERE

Thunder Rail So few remaining, rainwater rats Fewer could tell you what the nickname meant They still live and die near An aging railway line Blessed once an hour by it's passing When the siren broke silence Heralding mid day I'd rant and curse the awakening I was tinder sparked and smoking the air raid wasn't helping My head was in the clouds And My wheels were spinning The only thing that never breaks constant passing, thundering rails Logan county had me screaming bloody murder With the constant sound of thundering rails Now my face has come to show Telltale lines of age Mark of a reckless type of living I wrap myself in warm contempt For nostalgic passing fancies Never had a peak to recall Don't believe in glory days The only thing that never breaks Constant passing, thundering rails Logan county had me Screaming bloody murder Constant sound of thundering rails

 

Shoulders Someone had stolen me And choked the life I crave On a pale horse he did ride And sing my songs I touched you then and feared That the dark would spread indeed And leave hollow shells of friends and strangers all But still I bore the gift of life somehow And you'd asked me If my breast Was filled with embers or with ash Was hope or but despair Upon my crown Mother oh sweet mother Don't you worry on your son For my heart contains a fire That shall burn long And I shall lay my head In the valley with my friends I'll quit my scheming ways And rest again Yes I shall lay my head On the shoulders of great men And live my life until it's honest end And so brick by brick I tell myself Oh slowly build a home Anchor now before the storm rolls on Found a new Jerusalem And build your wailing wall But seek not the sea and life wandering alone Oh just lay your head In the valley with your friends Quit your scheming ways and rest again Oh yes lay your head On the shoulders of great men And live your life until it's honest end Oh yes lay your head On the shoulders of great men And live your life Until it's honest end

 

 

Posted by: Deaf Messanger