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Shawn Mullins




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Shawn Mullins Album


Souls Core (1998)
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I am in motion, I am blue
love is an ocean, i'm anchored in you
but I am a dreamer,
so you sent me away
sometimes we dreamers
just get in the way
but i've always known
since I was a child
that the road is my home
and my spirit is wild
and I have my memories
and i've got lots of time
and i'm stoned in san francisco
with you on my mind
I am in motion, I am blue,
love is an ocean
i'm anchored in you, love is an ocean

. . .


She grew up with the children of the stars
in the Hollywood hills and the boulevards.
Her parents threw big parties. Everyone was there.
They hung out with folks like Dennis Hopper and Bob Seger and
Sonny and Cher.

She feels safe now in this bar on Fairfax.
And from the stage I can tell that she can't let go and she can't
relax.
And just before she hangs her head to cry,
I sing to her a lullaby
I sing:

(chorus)
Everything's gonna be all right.
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye.

She still lives with her mom outside the city
down that street about a half a mile.
And all her friends tell her she's so pretty
but she'd be a whole lot prettier if she smiled once in a while.
'Cause even her smile looks like a frown.
She's seen her share of devils in this angel town.

(chorus)

I told her I ain't so sure about this place.
It's hard to play a gig in this town and keep a straight face.
Seems like everybody's got a plan.
It's kind of like Nashville with a tan.

(chorus)

. . .


she cooks him ham and hocakes
at 5:30 in the morn
she does the dishes and
she irons his uniforms
and she thinks she might have loved him once but that was long ago

and the rain pours down like a holy waterfall
over the gulf of mexico

the boardwalk's deserted
and the beach is all closed down
and the middle school punkrockers
ride their skateboards through the town

and she looks back and she daydreams
about things and people she's never
seen just to keep from being blue
and she gets home about a quarter to four
and drives her brother to the liquor store on ocean avenue
mmmmmm

and i'm parked on the state line on this cold november day
and pretty soon i'll
be a drivin fool somewhere down this lost highway
then I hear a voice from my soul's core sayin
"freedom's just a metaphor, you got nowhere to go"

and the rain pours down like a
holy waterfall over the gulf of mexico
over the gulf of mexico X2

. . .


september in seattle
waitin on a train
i smoked my last cigarette
standin in out of the rain
theres a cool wind blowin
down the alley by the depot
amtrack down the coastline
to the city of the roses
mamas hangin hand-me-downs
daddys in a hotel bar
kids recitin mother goose
runnin naked through the yard
you see the best and the worst here
the richest and the poor
from the mansions on the hilltop
to the red dirt floor
pull into the station
the suns settin outside
the pushers and the pullers
tryin to take you for a ride
portland is a small town
with a bitter city smile
and as i walk these streets around
i might just hang here for a while

. . .


I met him on the cliffs
Of Twin Rocks, Oregon
He was sittin' on his bedroll
Lookin' just like Richard Brautigan
I thought he was an old man
He wasn't 37
He said he'd been ridin' trains for 15 years
Drawin' portraits to keep his belly full of beer
And it looked to me like he'd died
And missed the plane to heaven
But he was a nice ol' guy
For a younger man
He had a bottle of mad dog
He held in his hand
That he waved around a lot
To make his point
And I listened as he told his tales
Of wine and women and county jails
And we finished off that bottle
And smoked a half a joint

He said "I came here to watch the sun
Disappear into the ocean
It's been years
Since i smelled the salty sea"
He turned his bottle up and down
And i saw him lost
And i saw him found
He said "I don't know what i've been lookin' for, maybe me..."

Well, i told him i too had been travelin' around
Livin' out of my van from town to town
Playin' for tips and whatever records i could move
I said "I dont reckon i'll be makin it big,
You know it's hard to get rich
Off a tout of coffee house gigs"
And he said "yeah, but ain't it a blessin'
To do what you want to do"

I told him I pulled off here
to watch the sun
disappear into the ocean
'Cause it's been years since I smelled this salty sea"
And he turned his bottle up and down
He saw me lost and he saw me found
And I said "I dont know what I've been lookin for, maybe me"

I said "it's getting kind of late
Better be heading down the interstate
Can i give you a lift
To San Francisco bay?"
He said "nope, i think i'm just going to sit here and rest
And maybe wait on the Tokyo-Montana express
I might just lay here and dream my life away

I'm going to sit right here,
I'm going to watch the sun disapeear into the ocean
'Cause its been years, it's been years
I'm gonna turn my bottle up and down
You can see my lost
And you can see my found"

I met him on the cliffs of Twin Rocks, Oregon
He was sitting on his bedroll looking
Just like Richard Brautigan
Just like him

. . .


February rain, smoky mountain fire
Like a hummingbird to cane
Just following desire
Watch the firelight
Throw shadows across the room
Many miles away,
Not far from cannery row
He beats on his guitar
And does his little show
And all the people say
You got balls to play the game this way
It's one in a million
So he fills all the holes
with good wine from mussel shoals
and the cencemillian
These streets were bound to cross
maybe lifetimes ago
Whenever innocence is lost
we got a long way to go
We got a long way
Watch the firelight throw
Shadows across the room
And on a rainy night
Two lovers held each other tight in the moonlight
He felt so good in her arms

. . .


maria lays in the tannin bed
and reads the tuesday news
shes down there evry week at the
same time with the same old blues
she reads the funny papers
and then the classifieds
and if she aint too sleepy theres the
weather report on the flipside
and this kansas life is a hard one
for a girl from miami
you're just starin out at the oil fields
and thats all that i can see
her old mans in the same place
since the company let him go
just sippin the pabst blue ribbon and
cussin amoco
maria drives home
from the tannin bed
and the black clouds
roll across the sky
she pulls into the trailor park pops the
trunk and calls the kids outside
said theres a twister commin
and you havent got a clue
i aint gonna sit here in this double
wide and wait around for you
cause im takin the microwave oven
and im takin the color tv
and im packin up the chevy
with the kids and whats left of me
this kansas life is a hard one
for a girl form miami
just starin out at the oil fields

. . .


like fallin rain
the days go by
cant kill the pain
and you wonder why
be strong
hold on
lotta love to go around
stay wild
soul child
dont you let em bring you down
its like a dream
wake me when its over
somewhere in between
enemy and lover
walk proud
sing out loud
it always hurts to wonder why
one more mile
my soul child
you'll never know until you try

. . .


my name's billy jo mckay,
I just turned 16 yesterday
i'm gonna get the nerve one day
to get outta here
my ma passed on 3 years ago, they said
it was cancer and it took her slow
and ever since then i've been
sayin no to my daddy and my tears
now when you come down our road
you gotta watch the bump
right there across from
the garbage dump
you can find me out back
jumpin on the trampoline
and in the springtime
we'll be skippin scholl
we sneak off
to the cantrell's swimming pool
man, you can't get much cooler
than me and my friend darlene
now my grandaddy1s hands are worn
from 50 years of growin corn
back behind the house where
I was born before he had to sell
and my cousin eddie,
he got shot in the walmart parkin lot
yeah this little town's changed a lot,
he said it hurt like hell
my name's billy jo mckay,
it's a hot mississippi summer Saturday
daddy's on the front porch
with uncle dave drinkin dixie beer
16 years of being bored
my window's open, forget the door
hope there's some gas in the
old man's ford cause i'm outta here
i'm outta here, i'm outta here
maybe i'll go down to biloxi
or maybe to new orleans
or maybe hotlanta

. . .


i had a dream i was in school
reading your autograph
pages of green in 7th grade
now like an epitaph
alone in your room
with an artist inside of you
you died way too soon
but i still can feel you
warm in a circle of friends
how have you all been
we'd never die just go through hell
and regroup again
sio button it down
so the wind wont blow it all away
and pass it around
like champagne on a holiday
pass it around
theres a lot of love to go around

. . .


well i woke up sunday mornin
with no way to hold my head
that didnt hurt
and the beer i had for breakfast wasnt
bad so i had one more for dessert
and i fumbled through my closet
for my clothes
and found my cleanest dirty shirt
and i shaved my face
and combed my hair
and stumbled downt he stairs
to meet the day
i'd smoked my brain the night before
cigarettes and songs
that i'd been pickin
but i lit my first and watched a small kid
cussin out a can he was kickin
then i crossed the empty streets and
cought the sunday smell
of someone fryin chicken
and it took me back to something
that i'd lost somehow
somewhere along the way
on the sunday mornin sidewalk
wishin lord that i was stoned
cause theres somethin in a sunday
that makes the body feel alone
and theres nothin short of dyin
half as lonesome as the sound
on the sleepin city sidewalk
sunday mornin comin down
in the park i saw a daddy
with a laughin little girl
he was swingin
and i stopped beside
the sunday school
and listened to the song
that they were singin
then i headed back for home
and somewhere far away
a lonely bell was ringing
and it echoed through the
canyon like
the disappearing dreams
of yesterday
on the sunday mornin sidewalk
wishin lord that i was stoned
cause theres somethin in a sunday
that makes the body feel alone
and theres nothin short of dyin
half as lonesome as a sound
on the sleepin city sidewalk
sunday mornin comin down

. . .


I've been on the road too long
And Ive been stuck inside a song
and you know our love has been
through rougher weather
but our passion's like a rose
the season's tell it how it grows
and not much compares
to the times we've shared together
cause love heals everything
we're no exception to the rule
you mean everything to me
So if there is anything at all
all youve got to do is call
and you know that I would
drive 10,000 miles
Just to show you that I care
Just to kiss your honey hair
and pull you close and hold you
like a child

love heals everything
we're no exception to that rule
you mean everything
you mean everything
you mean everything to me

. . .


Sharing with us what he knows
His shining eyes are big and blue
And all around him water flows
This world to him is new
This world to him is new

To touch a face
To kiss a smile
And new eyes see no race
The essence of a child.....the essence

Chorus:
He's born to shimmer
He's born to shine
He's born to radiate
He's born to live
He's born to love
But we will teach him how to hate

And true love it is a rock
Smoothed over by a stream
And no tickin of a clock
Truly measures what thet means
Truly measures what that means

And this thing called our time
I heard a brilliant woman say
She said "you know it's crazy
How I want to try to capture mine"
I think I love this woman's way
I think I love this woman

The way she shimmers
The way she shines
The way she radiates
The way she lives
The way she loves
The way she never hates

Sometimes I think of all this that surrounds me
I know it all as being mine
But she kisses me and she wraps herself around me
She gives me love
She gives me time
And I feel fine

But time I cannot change
So here's to looking back
You know I drink a whole bottle
Of my pride
And I toast to change
To keep these demons off my back
Just get these demons off my back

Cause I
Want to shimmer
I want to shine
I want to radiate
I want to live
I want to love
I want to try and learn how not to hate
Try not to hate

We're born to shimmer,
We're born to shine,
We're born to radiate,
We're born to live,we?re born to love
We're born to never hate

He's born to shimmer
He's born to shine
He's born to radiate
He's born to live
He's born to love
But we will teach him..

. . .


What I feel, I can't sayBut my love is there for you anytime of day
But if it's not love that you need
Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat I know, I can do
If I give my love now to everyone like youBut if it's not love that you need
Then I'll try my best to make ev'rything succeed
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat I feel, I can't say
But my love is there for you any time of dayBut if it's not love that you need
Then I'll try my best to make everything succeed
Tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side
Oh tell me, what is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my sideWhat is my life without your love
Tell me, who am I without you, by my side

. . .


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