Blacktop

“Another Time” is a heartfelt ballad about crossing paths with love at the wrong moment. Lyrics by DMC captures the bittersweet feeling of deep connection while already tied to other commitments. It’s a song of patience and hope—acknowledging that while now may not be the right moment, love has a way of returning when the timing is true. A reflective blend of emotion and resilience, it reminds us that sometimes the next time can be the best time.

Once Again

This song is a smile at the human condition. No matter how much we think we agree, we’ll always find something to argue about it’s just human nature. One person says “Amen,” another says “cheers,” and somehow both are right. We fight about pie flavors, forget our keys, lose our way, and still come back to laughter and love.

Funny Thing About People isn’t about pointing fingers it’s about holding up a mirror with a grin. It’s humility in melody: a reminder that our quirks, our stumbles, and even our disagreements are what make us human. And maybe, if we can laugh at ourselves, we’ll remember we still belong to each other.

[Verse 1]
Get a room full of dreamers, they’ll all want the mic
Get a church full of singers, they won’t sing alike
Put ten cooks in a kitchen, watch ‘em all collide
Each one swears the recipe is on their side

[Chorus]
Funny thing about people—
We’ll argue ‘bout the color of the sky.
Swear we’ve got the same ideals
But we’ll never see eye to eye
Still we laugh, still we love, still we carry on
That’s the joke, and that’s the song

[Verse 2]
Some folks kneel in silence, some dance in the aisle
Some shake hands politely, some hug with a smile
One side says “Amen,” another says Cheers
But we all still cry the same salty tears

[Chorus]
Funny thing about people
We can’t even choose one kind of pie
Swear we’re all in the same tribe
But the punchline don’t comply
Still we laugh, still we love, still we stumble on
That’s the joke, and that’s the song

[Bridge]
It’s human nature, plain as day
To fight about the rules to the game we play
But if you look past the fuss, the dust, the crowd
We’re more alike than we’ll ever say out loud

[Final Chorus]
Funny thing about people
We can’t agree, but we still belong
Raise a glass to the mess of us
Perfect in our imperfection all along
Still we laugh, still we love, still we sing along
That’s the joke… and that’s the song

[Outro – Spoken, smiling]
And tomorrow we’ll argue all over again

Time for That

Clint Black