Second song of February Album Writing Month 2022!

If I'd Known You'd Be Leaving

Song 3 in February Album Writing Month 2022!

Tachymeter

Time And Distance

Written and recorded 2/1/2023 for February Album Writing Month!

High Fidelity

A re-do of Palette Knife, written 2/2/2023, re-recorded 2/3/2023 as part of February Album Writing Month

Palette Knife (Improved Version)

Written and recorded 2/3/2023 for February Album Writing Month 2023!

Farther/Faster

Written and recorded 2/4/2023 for february album writing month 2023!

Evangeline

Written and recorded 2/5/2023 for february album writing month!

Something to Run From

Written and recorded Feb 11 2023 for february album writing month!

The Best I Can

Doctor, oh doctor don’t you send me on my way
I know that something still ain’t feeling right
The pills you’ve been giving me have been keeping me awake
And I miss the girl I used to see each night

She was kind and gentle and I’ve known her all my life
Since the day we met when we were seventeen
A deadly wind came and took her from this life
And she visits me whenever I’m asleep.

Open up your little black bag
And tell me I’ll be cured
That I’ll see her smiling face tonight
And walk beside the shore

So doctor, doctor, don’t you make her disappear
She’s all I have to hold me in this world
And if you send me away today before I’m healed
You’ll be sending me away to see my girl.

Doctor, Doctor

Stained glass, there was stained glass
In the parlor where we all filed in
Wearing black, we were wearing black
Like I wore when you married him

Now the papers write that he’s left behind
A family and a loving, faithful wife.
But we know they lie, because you and I
Betrayed a friend I had known all my life.

When the crowd came in and gathered round the coffin
I couldn’t stand to see him lying  there alone
I can’t help wondering if he knew about our loving
I can’t help wondering if that’s the reason he’s gone.

Stone and grass, just stone and grass
In the field where they laid him down
Now the years have passed, but I still come back
To leave flowers when I come back to town.

And you and I don’t talk about him very often
We waited two long years before we were wed
But I can’t stop thinking about my friend lying in that coffin
I can’t help thinking I’m the reason he’s dead.

Stained glass, there’s still stained glass
Between me and you.

craigkierce

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