i walk as the sun goes down pink on balboa street 
i've been let down by the sounds i've heard and bad poetry 
i think it's time for me to leave 
i think it's time for me to take my leave 

and it was fun to be a part of your masterpiece 
yea i came in strong but i lost the part of me that loves to sing 
i think it's time for me to leave 
i think it's time for me to take my leave 

i drive as the night goes down blue through this valley road 
i get so sick for the friends i've burned and words i've written 
i think it's time for me to leave 
i think it's time for me to take my leave 

and it was fun to be a part of your masterpiece 
yea i came in swingin' but i left with my head between your knees 
i think it's time for me to leave 
i think it's time for me to take my leave

Cathedrals

wild skies tonight 
this coffee i poured is no friend of mine 
before i leave i'd like to steal a kiss goodbye 
and if this night goes like they always seem to 
then we won't have the time 
you know we never do 

i shoulda known 
that your house could not be a home 

i'm hopelessly lost in steelyards 
waiting on your okay to head over 
the call that never seems to come 
when your ex and your son hang out for too long 

you take to the skies 
i take to the sea 
the highways are long in between 
but you know i need to be lost on the run out on the streets 
and if our love must end like all the rest 
let this aimless drive lead me right to my last chance 

i shoulda known 
not all roads lead home 

i'm hopelessly lost in steelyards 
waiting on your okay to head over 
the call that never seems to come 
when your problems steal all your attention 

you say you appreciate all the little things i do 
but do you know the depth of my patience with you 
yea i go awol 
drive for days to be with you 
i hide under the bed 
i climb out the window out of view 

i shoulda known 
the roads my only home 

i'm hopelessly lost in this strange world 
my ships leaving port 
no family of my own 
i'm hopelessly in love at your front door 
always beckoned back to the light of your home

Steelyards

reruns of silence 
old parking tickets and x-files 
pizza boxes diet pills 
an air mattress 
a window sill 
and your absence scares- 
it scares the shit out of me 

reruns and ignored calls 
sore memories and tax forms 
hand-me-down furniture 
the neighbors cat and a bamboo plant 
and your exit breaks- 
it breaks the better man in me

Reruns

Tippy Toes

Tippy Toes (Bonus Track)

I Never Met Anyone

Rabbit Hole

Solo live set at local favorite San Diego venue Lestat's.

Solo live set at favorite local San Diego venue Lestat's.

Collaborative project between Chris Wakefield and the electronic/experimental artist Growsound.

Wakesound

Presidential Chocolate

Solo recording project created by singer/songwriter/keyboardist Chris Wakefield.