Written By: Will Walton

Produced By: Tommy Hellsten

Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

Thierry Santacana: Piano, Electric Guitar, Strings

Jacob Robson: Bass, Drums


(WHOLE-STEP DOWN)

C                                                 Am                                 F
From the trust in her eyes, I disappear, I'm hear, now I'm not
C                                                   Am                  F
To a whole other place, I'm being steered by the bow
C                                                               Am
Love's a lovely thing when it comes your way
           G                    F
Ain't it though, ain't it though

C                                                            Am                            F
From a slew of smiles compiled and obtained throughout the walk
C                                                     Am                   G           F
To a box of pure they are filed and arranged, all in all, all in all

               Am     C                 F
Into the sword, cut by the blade
              Am    C                     F
Into the seam, sown to the base
           Am                                     C                            F
Into a love that is dressed with golden crest and lace 
           Am                          C                                   F
Into a life you knew was meant for you out the gate


On an empty island, no way to escape without a boat
With the wind at roar and the sea in rage as it blows
Love's a lovely thing when it drifts your way
Ain't it though, ain't it though


(CHORUS)

(SOLO)


Into the sword      into the sword       into the sword


(CHORUS)                                                                                © 08 / 06 / 2008

Ain't It Though

Written By: Will Walton
Produced By: Tommy Hellsten

Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Lead Guitar, Bass Guitar, Harmonica

Sukhwinder Flora: Vocals

Jacob Robson: Drums


G                                                                        Cadd9
Never been a pawn in the game of the ways of the world
G                                                                    Cadd9
Never been a diamond, always been a coal; wouldn’t know what to do with a pearl 
G                                                               Cadd9
Never been one to ride on the coats of a lie
          G                                                                  Cadd9
So I’ll tell you in the words of a beating heart that longs to hold you tonight


C                                        D                      G                                                      C
Ride me like a riverboat, rolling away - Never ever knowing where we’re going today
C                                      D                              G
Ride me like a riverboat, I want to be your man
               C                                    D                          G                                             C
We’ll be living like a child, just having our way - Splashing in the water on a beautiful day
C                                      D                             Em
Ride me like a riverboat, I want to be your man

(1 Bar Break)

Never been a gambler who waits for his cards to be dealt 
Always been the one with my hands on the wheel; never been a notch on a belt

Never been one to tell the world how I feel
But I’ve never met another quite like you, and I don’t ever believe that I will

(CHORUS)

(2 Bar Break)

Never been an open book anyone could read
Never been one to follow in the steps; always been the one in the lead

Never been one to put my heart on the line
Never put myself in someone else’s shoes, I’m thinking that maybe it’s time

(CHORUS) 

(SOLO)

G                                                                     Cadd9
We’re in the mouth of our rivulet, what say we see open water
G                                                                         Cadd9
Come into current, lay back our head, let the motion float us farther
G                                                                    Cadd9
Drift downriver to find new land, or take it far as it will flow
G                                                                     Cadd9                                       G
Reach the ocean, where that’s our cue to, now with room to grow, let it go

Riverboat

All Because

Written By: Will Walton & Jonathan Clayton

C                              G                         Am                                       G
You and me were a pair, it wasn’t the same without the both of us there
                    C                       G                                  Am                            G
We didn’t believe in taking it slow, with the windows down we took to the road
                      C                                      G                                Am                                         G
Never looked back, and there wasn’t a time when yielding to thought crossed through our mind
                 C                             G                                               Am                                  G
Maybe it’s blind, and maybe it hurts, but when you gamble on love you’re bound to get burnt

                            F                           G                                       Am                     G
But for what it’s worth, I’ve added a shelf in my heart to hold a special place for you
                             F                                 C                       G
But now that it’s built, and is already hung my job is through
          F                              G                             Am                                G
And I know that I wasn’t always right, but I always looked out for you
                          F                        C                               G                                    C
The same in return is all that I ever expected from you, but what can you do


Still, I think about how good that it felt to be around you but now

It’s different in ways beyond my control, I did what I had to do by letting you go

I know you were wrong, and I know you know too, so I’m not going to preach or be ill tempered with you

But I want you to know that it cut to the bone, when in need of your care, I was handed a stone


But for what it’s worth, after all I have no regrets, and will forever hold tight onto

The bond of trust and the union of comfort I shared with you

And I know that I wasn’t always right, but I always was thinking of you

The same in return is all that I ever expected from you, but what can you do


(BREAK)     >     (RPT. CHORUS 2)

                                                                                                                   Copyright  02/17/2012

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What Can You Do (with Abby Owens)

Written By: Will Walton
Mastered By: Tom Hellstens

D(C)                                               A(G)
Every day is miss and match, a tapestry of this and that
Em(Dm)                                           G(F)               A(G)
Swallowed by the silhouette of a shadowless day 

I hear the words that you speak, but they don’t make no sense to me
It may be ‘cause you crossed your “t” and dotted your “j”
I’m reaching out to all of you, who might just know a thing or two
Of something more than evening news on cable TV
It’s seven days of obstacles, but anything is possible
Today could be the beginning of a practical place 

        G(F)                       D(C)       Bm(Am)                             A(G)
Hey rain, if you won’t leave, at least fill my glass up for me
        G(F)                      D(C)                A(G)                                 G(F)
Hey rain, if you won’t go, wash me clean - I know I’m in the need


Narrow ways and simple minds, they will be fooled every time
They’re just like a porcupine that is standing in place

Once you know, no going back-- What if you did not know that?
No spectacle, no part to act, just you and they

The big surprise to everyone is that I’m having so much fun
Twas only a sucker-punch, they’ll be no break

‘Cause it’s not about your Cadillac, it’s how well you interact 
How much love you’ve given back, will have stated your case

(CHORUS)

Every day is miss and match, a tapestry of this and that 
Swallowed by the silhouette of a shadowless day

I hear the talk that you tell, but it don't make no sense as well
It may be 'cause you don't entail what you're meaning to say

(Solo Break)

(CHORUS)

Hey Rain

Written By: Will Walton

  G                                                   Em              D
I wondered the sand for years and years upon time
             G                                             Em              D
Once reformed into glass, with irony I chose to go blind
        G                                                      Em            D
But I made myself promise, if ever in the face of the light
              G                                             Em        D
They I’d take to the ring; laced up and ready to fight

                Em            G                          D
I must be far out of reach from your hands
               Em         G        D
It’s been hard for me at best

I wrote you a letter of intent to translate my pain
It was written in red, with the ink that flows through my veins. 
I licked it and stamped it, but never was it meant for the mail
After all, I felt it was just too much truth to unveil 

(CHORUS)

Em                                        C                                 G                                      D
I’ve followed the path that lead to where I’m at; hopeless and eager for more
        Em                                C                          G                          D
Submerged in this all, I’ve drug you along, tired beaten and sore
                 Em                                         C                                                       
I’ve been wrong in my ways, but I’ve never lost faith, 
                    G                                               D
and you've always weighed down on my mind
                   Em                                         G                       D
Please consider my thoughts and my fears when it’s time
             Em                                 D                  G
And before you cast me down, drop me a line

I’ve worn down the tread on my mind, my heart, and my soul
I’ve been drifting on fumes in my travels to where you only know
But never a night has fell with the absence of you
And never a day has broke without presence of your truth

(CHORUS)

I’ve broke in these shoes with nothing to lose, for now, but life after life
I’ve gambled my time with it all on the line, and broke even night after night
But the day it will come when there’s nowhere to run, and no way to talk myself out
Please consider my thoughts, my fears, and what I’m about
And before you cast me down, hold one last hand out

I must be far out of reach from your hands

Far Out of Reach (with Abby Owens)

Written by: Will Walton & Jonathan Clayton

When you’re nestled in your bed, madness running through your head
Do you contemplate on darkness? Do you wonder where you’re at?

As you’re swinging from the vines, leaving everything behind,
Do you watch for cushioned ground? Do you even think about that?

If you’re burning bridges down, ashes falling to the ground,
And the rain puts out your parade. Would you take it all back?

When the road is growing thin, and the trees are closing in
Will you ride that horse on through, or will you turn and go back?

I come and go as I please, I take whatever I need

Do you want to live like that

Well then get down on your knees, envision everything you’ve seen

Take it in, then try to understand it’s all an act


When the elevator door doesn’t open on your floor
Long, will you be lost out there, long, will you be inside 

When you’re staring down the gun, without a clue which way to run
And you turn left into your death, then you should have turned right

If control is what you need, from the power tit you feed
But be careful while you’re hunting, you never know what you will find

When the end is growing near, and your thinking isn’t quite as clear
Will you stand outside in plain view, or will you run and hide

(CHORUS)

When you’re on your ferris wheel the sun sets bright upon the hill
But know, time is all it takes for it to all come crashing down

When the wind is behind your back, and you’re ready to attack 
Are you well aware of your surroundings? You better take a look around

If a smile is all you have, you’re not capable of wrath 
You’ll be fine until wrath is upon you, then you’ll have to find a frown

When the day has come for good and you’re not living how you should
Will you stick with what you know, or will you go with what you’ve found?

(CHORUS)

(SOLO)     -     (CHORUS)

It's All an Act

Written by: Will Walton
Mixed and Mastered By: Tom Hellstens

Love, time; things you fear tonight - Both come in, both come out
And I find some time and love lie - Both go in, both go out

Distress, Pride; things you feel tonight - Both hang in, both hang out
And I find pride distresses me a lot - Both hang on, both hang...


Us from the tree ‘til numb, then they laugh, laugh ‘til they cry

What they’re wanting is the chance to be, so I, I

I get high, to pass on by

Tears, sweat; things you might regret - Both pour on, both pour out
And I long for the time to roam - Both take in, both take out

Words, thoughts; things you might have sought - Both run in, both run out
And I long for this life to come - Both swing in, both swing...

(CHORUS)

(SOLO 1)

Us, now, we’re not allowed, so we do, do ‘til we die
What we’re wanting is the chance to be, so I, I
I get high

(SOLO 2)

Pass On By

Written By: Will Walton
Mastered By: Tom Hellstens

Five feet-six, every bit of ten foot tall
The one and only way she acts; the one and only way she talks

Somehow I couldn’t help it, she drove me up the wall
But I must admit, heights don’t scare me at all

What’s gotten into me, hopefully a good disease

No matter what it might be, it’s entering

It hasn’t happened yet, but it is evident 

It will be coming soon, which not much I can, or want to do

Eyes for days, and legs for miles
Oh, and feisty as hell, as well as wild

Somehow I couldn’t help it; it makes me smile
And I must admit, a smile hasn’t cracked in a while

(CHORUS)

(SOLO)

Just weeks into, what appears will be a term
A lot of definite nots, a lot of definite sure

Without a way to hide it, I’m falling head, feet first
But I must admit, I feel for the value it’s worth

(CHORUS)

A Good Disease

This is an old song that has been sitting on the shelf collecting dust, as far as exposure goes. It was recently found on iCompositions and remixed by a good friend of mine, Tom Hellstens (Toveco). After hearing Tom's mix, I decided to cut the original mix entirely and go with his, on account of his mix being way better. Tom has an acute ear for music, and I am grateful to be working with him. Thanks guys, hope you enjoy this old song brought back to life.

Written By: Will Walton
Mastered By: Tom Hellstens

Oh, I want to go back, back to my home
Back to my childhood ways of viewing life, when all was good and fine

And I want to go back, back to the days
Back to the time when I didn’t need a reason why, but the memories they fade

And I want them back, back in my mind
Back to the place where they belong for reasons, that need not to be explained


Oh memories - Oh memories, please tell me where did you go

Oh memories, please tell me where did you go, sometimes they draw me in


And I want to go back, back to the place
Back to the time when truth wasn’t hard to find, hidden underneath a lie

And I want it back, back in my heart
Back in front of my eyes, with compromise of purity and disguise

(CHORUS)

(BREAK)

Oh, I want to go back, back to my home
Back to  my childhood ways of viewing life, when all was good and fine

And I want it back, back in my soul
Back to before I lost my simple mind, somewhere along the line

(CHORUS)

Memories Please

Collaboration between Lazy jane, Tommy Hellsten & Thierry Santacana

Written By: Will Walton (Vocals, Harmony, Acoustic & Bass)
Thierry Santacana - Classical Guitar, Organ & Electric Piano

Mix and Master By: Tommy Hellsten


(WHOLE STEP DOWN)

C               G                   Am                    F
The ride is everything between a bleak divide 
Dm                 Am        F                        G
The stars are evidence, that hopes are high
C                     G                   Am               F
As it goes, I'm standing here, as it is, I'm alive
Dm          Am         F                            G
As far as I can see, that's enough to oblige 


        Em           F           C
May we thank you for everything you've done
G                           F            C
I speak from the heart of everyone
        Em           F            C
May we thank you for seeing that we were good
G           F                     C
Falling short is understood 


I'm proud of all of you, whom heed the call
There is no easy way to risk it all

If I didn't go anywhere, then I couldn't have tried
For the take is sitting there on the end of the line 

(CHORUS)

One grows plentiful, if the soil is rich
Or becomes cynical, down the ditch 

There's a child that needs you, and a child that don't
Better know by now, whose side you're on

(CHORUS)

The Ride Is Everything

A collaboration between Lazy jane, Tommy Hellsten, and Thierry Santacana. 

A song in the making.

Written By: WIll Walton
Mixed & Mastered By: Tommy Hellsten
WIll Walton - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Drums - Jacob Robson
Thierry Santacana - All other instruments


(WHOLE-STEP DOWN   /  * = Open Chord)

E        Asus2    F#m*          Abm*
Underdressed, fashionably late
E           Asus2       F#m*      E
Slipping in as they lower the gate 
E          Asus2 F#m*     Abm*
Feel me bleed, see me off
E           Asus2    F#m*  E
Hear me now, I'm too involved 


                 E  Asus2              F#m*  Abm*
If it won't wait, then it don't offer me
E               Asus2         F#m*   E
Too many things I've still to see
                 E     Asus2               F#m*      Abm*
If it won't hold, go ahead and take my turn
E               Asus2        F#m*   E
Too many things I've yet to learn 


I took a shot, I failed to land
Thought it through, and then back again

As I have tried to put it down
I cannot, is what I have found

(CHORUS)

(BREAK)  Asus2 - F#m* - E

(SOLO)

C#m*                                  E
My instincts are all I have, my conclusions are based off that
Asus2                                          F#m*                                B*
I don't know when to not attack, and fight my own way out
C#m*                                           E       
My pressures are my mistakes, but I will climb from each one I make
Asus2                                            F#m*                               B*
Let my mind roam, grip my faith, and fight my own way out


(CHORUS)

If It Won't Wait

Written By: Will Walton

Will Walton: Vocals, Electric Guitar (All)
Drew Crawford: Bass Guitar

Mix and Master By: Tommy Hellsten


Cm                                      G
Scattered in a pile, was the basis of trial 
F                            Ebsus                          G
Given run to room, backward, but forward soon

Cm                                           G
New to me, when none is the amount of times done
                F                                     Ebsus                G
Yeah, but that’s the way I like, wait until the grass is high
Ebsus                              G
Move through with you beside... me


C                                   G                                                 F                       G
Mister, do you mind, I seem to have lost the time, is evening here?
C                                       G                                       F                       G        
Something in my eye, it took away my sight, but you I see clear... here


The flag was to the ground, red, facing down
I opened up the box, my efforts were all payed off

Assayed in my reply, b‘come numb from past time
But there, within a glance, all of the evidence 
Breathe in and out, commence


Mister, do you mind, I seem to have lost the time, is evening here?

Something in my eye, it took away my sight, but you I see clear

Mister, did you cry, you must have teared an eye when I was not near 

Pushed in my face, you took it all away, it then reappeared... here

(BREAK)

The people say you can’t, your response will be rant
It is impossible to fly for someone afraid of heights 

But never mind those fools, who are anything but you
Still keep an eye for good, it comes with no likelihood 
Never when thought it would 

(CHORUS)


Mister

Written By: Will Walton

Will Walton: Vocals, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Bass Guitar

Flora Sukhwinder: Vocals

Thierry Santacana: Electric Guitar, Organ

Mix and Master By: Tommy Hellsten

"Battleships" was originally written on the acoustic guitar in 2008, but never recorded with a full band, only as a bootleg. The song was brought back to life a few months ago when, by chance, I picked out the piano part while fooling around. I then recruited Flora and Thierry to perform on it. And as always, Tommy Hellsten did all the mixing and mastering for the song. This is mine and Flora's first collaboration together, and what an amazing talent she is. We have since done others that will be released shortly. The remaking of this song was something that just kind of happened, and this is the end result.


(WHOLE STEP DOWN)

C                   G                  Am                  F            
Not on prowl, not on point, not expecting anyone 
    C                  G              F
To wake me, or shake me up
C                    G                     Am                                 F
Slow burning mellow flames, though coals aren’t the brightest thing
            C                  G                  F
They’ll burn you the moment you touch


Dm      G                    Dm           G        Am             C                F
Battleships couldn’t sink this thrill I feel up on top of your wake
Dm           G                     Dm       G            Am             C                    F
Armored tanks couldn’t blow away, the safety you drape on my day


Blonde as a hay-grass field, tough like a wagon wheel 
Your strength, it pushes me forward
Calm like a glassy lake, essential as a firebreak 
You’re foremost, but always support


(CHORUS)


Tomorrow will never tell, our fortune’s for us to shell 
And crumble around the insight
I can’t promise you a thing, and nor can you to me 
But only how hard I will try

(CHORUS)

Battleships (w/ Flora Sukhwinder)

Written By: Will Walton

Produced By: Tommy Hellsten

Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Thierry Santacana: All Instrumentation 

My good friend Thierry Santacana put a lot of heart and soul into the instrumentation of the song, in which I am very pleased with. As always, Tommy Hellsten did a wonderful job with production.


(WHOLE-STEP DOWN  -  Capo 5th Fret)  

Am(Cm)     C(Eb)  Dm(Fm)                    Am(Cm)
No one is straight, we all bend somewhere 
Am(Cm)              C(Eb)         Dm(Fm)        G(Bb)
But not until we break, will we begin to care
F(Ab)               Am(Cm)  C(Eb)            G(Bb)
Far past the room to hold all the times
F(Ab)                  Am(Cm) G(Bb)
Long past the days of trying


C(Eb)  G(Bb)     Am(Cm)    F(Ab)                         C(Eb)            G(Bb)
I        feel for you,           I know you had it all planned out
               C(Eb)         G(Bb)      Am(Cm)   F(Ab)            C(Eb)                G(Bb)
Though, I        just can’t undo,           pain don’t come with no spout


Four days of fear, leaves only three to rest

Something don’t add up here, of time it would be the test

Far past the road that takes us to right

Long past the days of flight


(CHORUS)

(SOLO)

(CHORUS)

Ode To Us

Written By: Will Walton

Produced By: Tommy Hellsten

Thierry Santacana: Bass Guitar, Accordion, Organ
Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
Jacob Robson: Drums


No Longer

Written By: Will Walton

Produced By: Tommy Hellsten


Will Walton: Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Piano

Flora Sukhwinder: Vocals

Thierry Santacana: General Instrumentation


(WHOLE-STEP DOWN)

D                           F#m    Bm                      G    
There’s little I can answer of what I can’t explain
D                        A        G               
So, how am I to cypher or ever ascertain 
D                           A        Bm                            G
Bakers have their dozen, accountants have a sum
D                        A       G
To understand addition, you must subtract it from the one


Forgetting I am empty, I blink and rev it up 
Somehow keep right on going, don’t know where it comin’ from

A round for every slumber, another day between
‘For long you learn to measure before taking liberty  -  Even when it’s free

A        G               Bm            D
I was joking, no go for the time
G                D                A
Taking my bull to the ground for the last lie 
G                                      Bm                       
If I can stay, (If I can say) then I can say (If I can stroll)
D                                              A
If I can stroll, (I’ll stroll away) I’ll stroll away
                                  G 
	All because I won’t holler mayday-mayday


Befriending all who open, the time has come to chance
There will be none to squander, it’s all if to advance

A puzzle for the monkey, for me a piece of sky
If so I beg to differ, then so I take a try  -  where I like

(CHORUS)

    D                                                A
It rings so loud, must be the way The tone is changing every day
G                                                    Bm                    G
Guiding through a foreign place, if only to get out
   D                                               A
I finally picked a different page, and read aloud from A to B
G
Put together every piece of me                                                            ©  08 / 24 / 2012

Mayday

Lazy jane is a five-piece band stretching over three continents and four countries. Originally based out of the United States, in Waycross, Georgia, Lazy jane now represents Thailand, France and England. Our music ranges from Folk and Rock, to Country. Although we write and perform music in many different genres, it is almost impossible for us to shake our folk based roots; they have a way of emerging in practically all we do. Band members include: Will Walton (United States - Vocals, Rhythm Guitar, Piano), Jacob Robson (United States - Drums, Percussion), Thierry Santacana (France - Lead Guitar, Piano, General Instrumentation), Tommy Hellsten (Thailand - Full Production), and the final piece of the worldwide puzzle, Flora Sukhwinder (England - Vocals). Lazy jane's music has been swayed by the influence of such artists as Bob Dylan, The Beatles, Talking Heads, Van Morrison, Pearl Jam, Radiohead, Ryan Adams and Nick Drake, just to name a few. The creation of our music is an expression we bestow because we love to, and for no other reason. Being able to share our songs with you makes it all the more enjoyable for us. In the make of our melodies, music and lyrics, we seek to contribute a fresh approach to something that has been done for many years. Our hopes are that you, our listeners, enjoy our music half as much as we do making it for you. Here are a few words from ‘one of those’ who helped pave the road for us all: "His clothes are dirty, but his hands are clean." - Bob Dylan

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