I took a bullet train from Hell
Straight to your heart
So now it's time to make a choice
Before the train departs
Your weeping roots can sleep alone
Deep in the earth
Or you can rip them up and follow me
And know only waves of hurt

Well, I'll blame you for something
You'll swear you didn't do
You'll scream and plead till my ears bleed
But I won't believe you

I'll call you names and paraphrase
Things that you've said
To make you feel like shit for no reason
Other than to get inside your head

Maybe it's best if you stay here
Maybe it's best if you stay here

A Tragic Ending To A Story That Never Began

The streetlights flicker dimly as we walk from bar to bar
At least the stars are shining bright tonight
There's some local band that sounds like shit, playing cover songs
Did I tell you about the time me and their drummer got into a fight?

Yeah, but none of that shit matters when you're walking by my side
Every step's another dream come true
'Cause every time our eyes align, all the little things
Melt away and all that's left is you

And when I'm broken, beaten, and down
You're all I wanna see when I pull my eyes from the ground
Who says that pride has to marry a fall? 
It's last call

This is the coldest night in April I think I've ever seen
And the wind is sharper than a viper's tooth
I'll miss those cliche moments where I'd offer you my coat
Like the time I froze 'cause you left yours inside that photobooth

Your head's been on my shoulder for at least an hour now
And your mouth's been movin' steady as a train
I could listen to you talk about most anything
Your voice is as relaxing as the rain

And when the sun rises in the sky
You're all I wanna see when I slowly open my eyes
Day hits you hard as a medicine ball
It's last call

And when I'm broken, beaten, and down
You're all I wanna see when I pull my eyes from the ground
Sunlight splashes on the wood panel wall
It's last call

Last Call

It's nice to meet you
I like your tattoos
And your sea-green eyes are magnetic as a drug

You're kinda quiet
I kinda like it
Let's ditch this place and fall in and out of love

Yeah, one of these days you'll look me in the eye
And tell me that you're miserable and that our love's a lie
And you'll apologize just 'cause you feel like shit
Not because you don't believe it

I'll call you crazy
You'll say you hate me
And we'll start going to bed without saying goodnight

You'll say it's over
Over and over
Till neither one of us has strength left to fight

Yeah, one of these days you'll rip that picture up
The one we took on your dad's porch of just the two of us
So get out of the picture while you still can
'Cause pretty soon it'll be out of our hands

With Little To No Reason

Gold
It must be gold
It must be gold if you're so quick to sell your soul
It must be gold
It must be gold if it's so quick to turn you cold

Gold
It must be gold
It must be gold if you're so quick to dig a hole
To house your soul
It must be gold if, when you touch it, you turn cold

Love, my dear, is just a loan
In the end, you'll die alone

Gold
It must be gold
It must be gold if all you wanna do is hold
It till it's sold
It must be gold if it's so quick to turn you cold

Life, my love, is just a loan
And when you die, you'll die alone

Love, my dear, is just a loan
In the end, you'll die alone

Gold

The foxgloves on the riverbank
Sway like gloomy chambermaids
In moon-slung gowns
Their heads hung down
In their wildest dreams
In their wildest dreams
They would never think to marry
The sun to the sea

I was hammering the final nail
As the train derailed
Into blue
Of a new-day hue
In my wildest dreams
In my wildest dreams
I'd have never thought I'd need you
To rescue me

But I called your name
As the water filled my mouth

Oh, where are you now?
I need your touch
Gave all that I had to give
It wasn't much
I took to the hills
Where lost creatures bay
I came back a ghost
So just hold me close
Yeah, hold my hand a while
Let's build a fire
In light of the fact
That the moon is a liar

I used to love the smell of wine
Now it reminds me
That the world's not mine
It curls my spine
And I eye the mossy riverbed
Lost and shivering
New blood flowing south

I'll hold your place
And I'll wait for you to make
Any kind of move
Hovering above the groove
I'll stand up straight
And I'll wait for you to make
Any move at all
Like a mirror on the wall

When you're sad, I'll sink
When you're happy, I'll light up

The love that we shared
Would color streets
Now my heart feels mechanical
When it beats
Just sit by the fire
And welcome the dawn
Now that the ghost
Of a good year has gone

San Dedalera

A blood-red river running through the woods
A spray-painted devil where a cross once stood
Wearin' seven layers in the flames of June
A scarecrow hangin' from the crescent moon
Daddy said he's gonna stop drinking soon

There's a calm in the water that don't feel right
An Astoria storm on a Reno night
Dark circles cradling an icy glare
I'm ready, but I ain't goin' anywhere
Deliver that message to the man upstairs

And the shadows
That climb your bedposts
Dream too
Of a day
When they'll all fly
Up to Heaven
When black and white
Turn to gray skies
With the silence of winter
There will be no
Charge for a sinner
As the blood runs
In red desolation
Just lost souls
At the check-in station

A pale face peeks through the horsetail reed
A shy prayer turns to a desperate plea
With the weight of a ghost who can't move on
A bullet through the head in the pink-haze dawn
Fifty two cards on the churchyard lawn

She was headin' for the door when it got kicked in
Starin' at a priest with a stitch-line grin
He grabbed her by the arm with the Hand of God
She took her pretty mind to the Land of Nod
Her mother told her she was a lightning rod

And the shadows
That climb your bedposts
Dream too
Of a day
When they'll all fly
Up to Heaven
When black and white
Turn to gray skies
With the silence of winter
There will be no
Charge for a sinner
As the blood runs
In red desolation
Just lost souls
At the check-in station

A sleep-dream fever came over me
Down, keeping my head in the ground
A white-hot night on the riverbed
Down, keeping my ear to the sound

A Southern Folk Song

Whether you're a brakeman, a conductor, or an engineer
There is no way to derail fate when your end is near
And, like your footprints and some good friends, you'll disappear

Into the ether
Into cold white sand
Into the ether
Into No Man's Land
Into the vacuum pull
Of a big black hole
Displacing the sky
Into the ether
When you die

Whether you're a train on track in a balancing act or a ship lost out at sea
When you're wrecked and gone, all the colors of dawn will drain out through your teeth
And, to never again touch bone nor skin, they'll ride November's breeze

Into the ether
In a cloud of dust
Into the ether
In a shroud of rust
Into the vacuum pull
Of a big black hole
That erases your eyes
Into the ether
When you die

There is no time left
To debate what's next
Just grab a spot in line
'Cause dark or pure
You just wanna make sure
You don't get left behind
Ya know, both salvation
And damnation
Sound like western lies
But if court is held
Over Heaven or Hell
Then I guess I'll testify

No Man's Land

Well, my body is the only place that feels like home
Maybe that's the reason I don't mind being alone
With nothin' but my bones and see-through skin

The future is a mystery to every one
But the man who's starin' down the barrel of his gun
Yeah, he knows how it'll end

The sky waits for the best of us
But most get fed to fire
And the rest of us are left to wonder why
We had no dog in the fight

Been tryin' to believe in somethin' I can't touch
But my head just keeps eclipsing what my heart wants
And my patience and my hope are wearing thin

There's a burning in my side from the devil's horns
He's a double-dealer lookin' to settle a score
But I won't let him win

There's a clarity you gain only when in the mist
It's the kind you always tried to catch but always missed
It's the sense you're so alone that your heart's cleansed

And it's like you get to go back to square one
When all you ever wanted was someone
To hold your hand and ring your phone on the weekends

The sky waits for the best of us
But most get fed to fire
And the rest of us are left to wonder why
We had no dog in the fight

I think I'll take a raincheck
'Cause I'm a fucking trainwreck
And the whiskey in my glass ain't gonna drink itself

The sky waits for the best of us
But most get fed to fire
But what about the rest of us who tried
But couldn't choose a side?

Lucky Ones

This is a collection of songs developed in collaboration with some amazing people in the HitRecord community.

All vocal and lyrics were provided by myself.  Credit given below for instrumentation using each person's HitRecord username:

Disconnect (Lyrics, Vocals - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - BlakeAlanEarnhart)

Empty Vessel (Lyrics, Vocals - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - thesherbethead)

A Word On Your Tongue (Lyrics, Vocals - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - andyramone)

Two Birds, One Stone (Lyrics, Vocals - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - BlakeAlanEarnhart)

Box In The Attic (Lyrics, Vocals - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - lyrictician)

Box In The Attic

Two Birds, One Stone

Empty Vessel

Disconnect

A Word On Your Tongue

This is another song created in collaboration with the awesome HitRecord user BlakeAlanEarnhart.  Quite the departure from the work I normally do.  Really enjoyed working on this though.

Runnin' Scared (Vocals, Lyrics - Andrew McCoy, Instrumentation - BlakeAlanEarnhart)

Runnin' Scared

Another song performed in collaboration with an amazing user from HitRecord, Skye_McConnell.

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