Terry McClain: Vocals, drums, bass, guitars, keys

The Realside- As I'll Ever Be

Written and recorded in Feb 2016 for the RPM Challenge.

Terry McClain: All instruments and vocals

Download all 14 songs at http://delvinshadepublishing.com/album/349507/routine-prose-magnet?autostart=true

Tiny Clusters

Everything by Terry McClain (From the upcoming release, "The Secret Album," only available in Murfreesboro, TN in hidden places.)

Whatever can pass the day, a partly cloudy overlay
Still racing time away, all to make me see things clearer
There's a message that calls me out, I cannot test if I'm not wailing down on
The pedal that drives me now, You're not impressed and want to break me down

It's in my mind, what you got for me, I'm aligned and proving everything
Not trying to keep you going, mind controlling, see what's happening
And even if you did what would you want with that, I do what I will, it's a known fact
All you do only keeps me going, while you're slowing, see what's happening

There's already more at stake than you are leading me on
So much precious time has gone, while you are wasting and beating me down 
I take pleasure in thwarting that, I can embrace your constant dissing and all
You've made is a puddle now, splashed in your face and I'm not even waiting around

I'm still going, don't tell me no, I'll do it anyways, I'm on a roll, you can't spin me out
The pressure just fortifies, so how is life
I'll never bend for what you bring, I don't need you at all
I'll be done while you complain, my motivation is sound

The Secret Album

See What's Happening - The Realside

Guitars, bass, vocals, lyrics, writing: Terry McClain
Drums: Elliott Tanner

Terra Forma
Out from the badlands straight to iron flames, flown in from Reno through the central plains / Soaked in the whiskey of Appalachian fame, dried out and crispy before an ample taste Dig down and meet me near the moss terrain
Roses decomposing from the kind of weird that nature's done, shovel on, shovel on
Thought that you would miss me, knee deep in waste and soil, dirt only will kiss me when I strike for oil/ I need a container to make a level field, send me a campaigner for the
Roses decomposing from the kind of weird that nature's done, shovel on, shovel on
Past the seas and drown away, build the mountains up again, stumble on, stubborn one
I've used a crane and steel to build a path for all/ While mining liquid lightning way to fast to even know/ There's no other way/ Or a switch to turn it off/ It's a power play and the wheels are already off/ Make a monument here
I'd like to guess you want the egg all on your face, Just cause I'm eager to see through all the obstacles you face/ Ain't no flavor of jealousy I've ever stopped to taste, there's always more to want
I've used a crane and steel to build a path for all/ While mining liquid lightning way to fast to know/ There's no other way/ Or a switch to turn it off/ It's a power play and the wheel's are already off/ Make a monument here
I'm moving, making deals like a roulette bound to roll, If you can catch me still in the towers looking out, ever worth the wait, seek my fortune out, hit the plow again, calloused fingers know, build it all up again 
I guess I'll take the road I paved to travel in the always setting sun
Something to do, maybe where to go/ Always pull through and help us through the world

Terra Forma by Meat Fight

Guitars, bass, drums, vocals by Terry McClain

Strange Place For A Root
The trail is down around the other bend / A distance from the fading light ahead / Beware the line traced from underground there is a path I found complete with poison vines
I've gotten used to it one root at a time / Now that I'm choosing it if it's a better time
Beneath rock and clay, the hidden woods / They are talking to the dead and are the space between heaven and hell / strange place for a root
New branches still unwind and leap from overhead / This is my time to cut them short and stronger / With each design I cut and move forward / With each new climb, the sky gets very red 
Right where I learned to choke under a faded oak, right on the ground, its veins so welcoming / It wrapped so patiently around my arms and then I fell asleep to be tricked and laid in mud
Find a place to climb and find your way out of this far away, elevate then escape

Conduit

Strange Place For A Root - Meat Fight

Long Way Down

When she took the short way down I knew it was a given
Used her hair to hang around a noose that you could live in
Asked me only to hear her out, as her voice was quivering
She found out that it had nothing to do with me

On the way to the bottom now, all that one could fill her
Stood around with a switchblade knife, loved me like a killer
Flooded under water now, no room for a driller
Swimming around and sinking far beneath

And it's a long, long, long way down
Open arms and hoping to pull me in

Halfway past the middle now, under me so vacant
Sinking only to drown me out, nothing left worth saving
I asked her how the water felt, she said it's only raining
Just a frog in a boiling pot it seems

Airbag

Long Way Down - The Realside

Tennessee singer, songwriter, multi-instrumentalist, producer, Sony artist as The Jewel Machine. Over 600+ original songs written and recorded and counting.

therealside

Popular tracks