from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocal, acoustic and electric guitars, drums, percussion, paper piano, melodica, toy instruments 
Davis Branch - bass 
Lori and Don Chaffer - vocals 
Matt Slocum - cello 
Corrie Covell - violin 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
Wake up rattled from another sleepless night 
Stuck in between miracles and traffic lights 
Work like the devil, but you're never satisfied 

You set your pace likes it's required 
And feel completely uninspired

Don't let your well run dry 
Keep it filled up

Here it comes again, another week gone by 
Like a train almost out of sight 
You try to catch it, but you always fall behind 

You feel your race has run its course 
But you still live in remorse

Don't let your well run dry 
Keep it filled up

I can see that you're running on empty 
I can see that your heart is tired 
There's no use in flying solo

Caught in a stampede of lies
Pounded in the ground like railroad ties
Trying so hard that your engine's fried 
Lay down and rest tonight

Don't let your well run dry 
Keep it filled up

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Well Run Dry

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, drums, background vocals, omnichord, wurlitzer, rhodes, piano 
Davis Branch - bass 
Don Chaffer - additional vocals 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
Scarred by time and bruised by bitter days 
With a rusty, haggard frame and a cynical gaze 
Worn out where the years took their toll 
Trying to turn these shattered shards into something whole

I'm banging on a tight wire 
Trying to find meaning in the coughs and the rattles 
I'm banging on a tight wire 
Turning it into a song

Most of the greatest lessons I have learned 
Fell out of the failures that left me feeling burned 
This road is hard and this world sure ain't kind 
But my broken parts are a sign that I'm alive

I'm banging on a tight wire 
Trying to find meaning in the coughs and the rattles 
I'm banging on a tight wire 
Turning it into a song

I'm playing with a wild fire 
Creating control 
I'm playing with a wild fire 
It's all I know

I'm banging on a tight wire 
Trying to find meaning in the coughs and the rattles 
I'm banging on a tight wire 
Turning it into a song

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Tightwire

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocals, acoustic guitars, bass, drums, percussion, banjo, paper piano, bells, organs 
Jordan Hamlin - clarinet, bass clarinet, trumpet 
Don Chaffer - electric guitar

LYRICS
My heart is a winding river 
Runs wherever it wants to 
Down, out of the towering hills 
Rushing toward the sea

I am a watercourse 
Connecting the dots 
I am a watercourse 
Laid out and plotted

My heart is a winding river 
Guided by a strong pull 
All-going and never-knowing 
Gravity is a thief

I am a watercourse 
Connecting the dots 
I am a watercourse 
Laid out and plotted

Evaporate then spit me out 
Over the falls then back to the clouds 
Endlessly racing onward 
Evermore, forever

I am a watercourse 
Connecting the dots
I am a watercourse 
Laid out and plotted

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Watercourse

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocal, acoustic guitar, rhodes, bells, piano, ukulele, drums, percussion 
Lori Chaffer - vocals 
Matt Slocum - cello 
Corrie Covell - violin 
Don Chaffer - bass

LYRICS
The city's sleeping, but I am awake 
Looking for a sign, trying to feel alive 
The stars are a chorus, but I am alone 
Alone in my strife, a voice in the night

Where is the cure for a broken heart? 
When will an end to my wandering start? 
I've been torn to pieces 
I've been pulled apart 
Can you hold me together?

The city's sleeping, but I'm still awake 
Looking for a sign, a sign in the sky 
The city's sleeping, but I'm awake 
With every failed try engraved on my mind

Where is the cure for a broken heart? 
When will an end to my wandering start? 
I've been torn to pieces 
I've been pulled apart 
Where is the cure for a busted heart? 
Where the walls caved in 
And the rain came hard 
I've been trying to find you 
I've been searching far 
Can you hold me together?

There's got to be more
Than carrying crosses 
More than the wreckage 
More than the losses 
There's got to be hope 
There's got to be reason for joy 
Beyond my struggle

The city awakens as I close my eyes 
After the darkness, after the night 
I feel it in the dawn that I'm not alone 
I'm not alone, I'm right at home

You are the cure for my broken heart
You are the end to my wandering start 
I've been torn to pieces 
I've been pulled apart 
You are the cure for my busted heart 
Where the walls caved in 
And the rain came hard 
I've been trying to find you 
I've been searching far 
Can you hold me together?

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Hold Me Together

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocal, acoustic and electric guitars, piano, drums, programming 
Sandra McCracken - vocal 
Davis Branch - bass 
Jessie Duke, Julianne Harper, Laura Butler, Scott Sizemore, Benjamin Cantrell, Adam Thompson, and Michael Stephens - choir vocals 
Don Chaffer - additional vocal layering 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
It takes a lot of work to keep something alive 
We've been putting all our efforts into second tries 
Tired of filling up the cup 
Tired of being content with just barely enough

Let there be peace 
Where the city street runs 
Let there be life 
In the hot, dry sun 
Let there be progress in my bones 
Progress, and not just maintenance

I'm sick of standing by while our hearts run dry 
I'm not gonna lie 
I've just been going through the motions 
Tired of filling up the cup 
Tired of being content with just barely enough

Let there be peace 
Where the city street runs 
Let there be life In the hot, dry sun 
Let there be progress in my bones 
Progress, and not just maintenance

I want to build 
Don't want to just stand still

Let there be peace 
Where the city street runs 
Let there be life In the hot, dry sun 
Let there be progress in my bones 
Progress, and not just maintenance

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Progress

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, drums, organ, paper piano, percussion, keys, programming 
Davis Branch - bass 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
I am the cost and I am the loss 
I am the wreck that became your cross 
The burden you bore that cursed your lot 
The blood-stained, buried dreams that you sought

I am the face of the billboard trends

I am the pulse in the words that lend 
To easy false entitlement 
And paranoid establishment 
I am the face of the billboard trends 
Where the highway takes your money spent 
To those like me, the devil's friend 
And the accident pays my rent

I am the greed, the selfish thief 
The dollar-sign theme is my lonely creed 
I am the silent, sickening melody 
Of our backwards ideology 
The submarine-deep, subconscious dream

I am the face of the billboard trends

I am the pulse in the words that lend 
To easy false entitlement 
And paranoid establishment 
I am the face of the billboard trends 
Where the highway takes your money spent 
To those like me, the devil's friend 
And the accident pays my rent

I am the face of the billboard trends 
Making you numb to the billboard trends

I am the pulse in the words that lend 
To easy false entitlement 
And paranoid establishment 
I am the face of the billboard trends 
Where the highway takes your money spent 
To those like me, the devil's friend 
And the accident pays my rent

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Billboard Trends

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, drums, paper piano, wurlitzer, keys 
Davis Branch - bass 
Matt Slocum - cello 
Corrie Covell - violin 
Ben Cantrell - additional vocal layering 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
I know I said I wouldn't complain 
When the weight became too much to bear 
But that was before I felt all the strain 
Of the work involved in getting where 
I want to be

Steady me 
Help me plant my feet 
While I grit my teeth 
Help me find my voice 
It's lost in all this noise 
Come and set me free 
Help me find my peace 
While I work my hands to the bone

I know, I said I wouldn't complain 
When the going started getting rough 
But now that I sit here gripping the reins 
I begin to feel I've had enough 
Of all this up and down

Steady me 
Help me plant my feet 
While I grit my teeth 
Help me find my voice 
It's lost in all this noise 
Come and set me free
Help me find my peace 
While I work my hands to the bone

Please don't leave me 
Down and out and crawling back for more 
I need a hand 
I found out I can't do this on my own 
Trying to has left me here alone 
Has left me on my own

Steady me 
Help me plant my feet 
While I grit my teeth 
Help me find my voice 
It's lost in all this noise 
Come and set me free 
Help me find my peace 
While I work my hands to the bone

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Gripping the Reins

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocals, acoustic and electric guitars, drums, percussion, vocal layering, keys, programming 
Don Chaffer - bass 
Jessie Duke, Julianne Harper, Laura Butler, Scott Sizemore, Benjamin Cantrell, Adam Thompson, and Michael Stephens - choir vocals 
Greg LaFollette - programming
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LYRICS
On the sand, I arise 
Here I stand with the tides 
Will this shore be my fate? 
Is there more than this state?

Will you come and rescue me? 
Will you even answer me?

Hanging on by a thread 
Am I left here for dead? 
No I'm certain, out there 
Out beyond the breakers 
There's a land, green and fair 
And one day I will see her

Will you come and rescue me? 
Will you even answer me?

Calling on a world unseen 
Putting messages in bottles 
And trusting the sea

Will you come and rescue me? 
Will you even answer me?

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Wondering And Waiting

from Tightwire, released October 22, 2013 

Produced and recorded by Don Chaffer

Adam Sams - vocal, acoustic guitars 
Don Chaffer - bass 
Greg LaFollette - programming

LYRICS
One day I'll come riding over them hills 
With the salt in my hair and the sand upon my soles 
With the river's current rushing through my veins 
And the life I found when I grabbed hold of the reins

I promise I'll come back around 
I just gotta leave for a little while

One day you'll see me walking through these streets 
One day I'll arrive and finally find some sleep 
With a wizened frame and a clean slate of mind 
And the kind of love that only comes with time

I promise I'll come back around 
I just gotta leave for a little while

I promise I'll come back around 
In a little while

© 2013 Adam Sams Music (BMI)

Wizened Frame

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