Yanks and Cowboys

Wills

Seht

Bend down to tie my shoes
It's been four years since I shook the blues
What's a boy to do?

Been picking on a banjo string
I can't sit and wait for everything, oh no
that's gonna happen to you
it's gonna happen to you

Spend my dime at the gas and go
been wantin for a while
don't want no mo'
I been on the road
I can't to go home

Spendin Dimes

Crane Flaws

Spines

I'm on my own now,
just you wait and see.
I'm a man and I'm a beast,
running wild but still not free.

Out in the cold now,
I've got dependencies.
Oh, I've got plenty.
Not sure how to carry this load.

The ice on the rampart
done froze this damn heart.
That trebuchet was so delayed,
I couldn't help but fall away.
Im not a stalwart.

I'm on my own now,
just you wait and see.
I'm a man and I'm a beast,
I'm a god damn misery.

Stalwart

there was a fall down
i cant see my breath through the fog now
well god damn geography 
it wouldnt mean that much to me
if it wasnt for those memories
i made when i was there

we were not bogged down
them roots can move around
but aint it the same old sound
you heard in your hometown
the swamps in the mountains now
you better sing it loud

we better bunker down
before the earth stops spinning around
i made my peace with god
with my forehead on the ground
the swamps in the mountains now you better sing it loud

Geography

Sorry it is another computer mic recording


Lyrics:

Where are the wolves when you need em?
Hiding in the dust, you cant see em.
And you're wondering why 
they dare to bite
the bloody hands that feed em.
Well don't you know
that's how they grow.

Once was a seed in the flavonoids of fall.
Now chosen tree, in the madness of it all.
When lighting strikes that timber wall,
it twists and turns but remains tall.
Well don't you know
that's how they grow.

Here comes the rain, it's washing me on out
with all the pain the Great Flood brings about.
Well it sure seems like when it rains it pours,
and I can't take it anymore.
Well don't you know
that's how we grow.

Those final days, skin is dry and cracked.
And cells decay, the light has turned to black.
Well don't you wait.
Go embrace the change,
because death will bring you back.
Don't you know
that's how we grow.


How We Grow (Take 2)

Some live recordings of old songs before I leave Tallahassee and move out west. 

The Fighter

Devil Ate My Boots

Burn Money Trees

Cache La Poudre

Shit & Debt

Flat Broke

Wet It Up Wet Wet

I wrote this song as a sort of eulogy for the earth and the 
oppressive heat that sets the parameters for our existence here. Entropic heat born of love and hate and the origins of life.

Kevin Zak's Album

Heat

A song for Paw Paw, my Brother Mo, Hussein, and all the martyrs.

Martyr's Song

Turnpike Troubadours cover. All thanks to them for writing a great song.

The Bird Hunters (Turnpike Troubadours Cover)

Rock of Resistance

Hurriyya rough

Lyrics

old damn bones
hold them down again
been a long time gone
aint comin back again

til the sunlight shine
til theres bread and wine at suppertime
til the random rhymes
and rows of red roses dance through my mind

holding a wake for you
i stayed up real late for you in the night
i stayed in the game for you
knowing it's bullshit and biding my time

til the sunlight shines
til theres bread and wine at suppertime
til the random rhymes
and rows of red roses dance through my mind

theres bread
theres roses
red roses at the end of the line
in my mind

The Baker's Apprentice

Holy Hail

High On The Hog

I Am Lichen This

A New Dimension

Crack Badger Disassociate

Humming Shitbird

Red Spectre

Up Hi

Pinto Beans

Tarnation

Lichen This

it was a dark night at honeymoon creek cabin
and there aint even no honeymoon happenin
it was a damn cold night at honeymoon creek
i want to sleep and dream

aint no tellin what's in the woods now
all i know is my horse wont settle on down

oh let her garden be my grave
way deep down where the roots rake
there is no sun just soiled shade
may my boots burn and my hands shake

Kevin Zak

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