- (originally by Travis)
Never see you coming around
They know they got their heads screwed on
I'm standing in the middle of town
I know I might never come home
Just standing where I am with all the people passing by me
The sound of all these passers-by mixed in with the bus and motor-car
I must be sure these are the signs
Cos I've been here a million times before
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, hunting you down
Bringing you round
Tell me if I'm bringing you down
Cos I was fine till you came along
You tell me that the tears of a clown cloud
That I'm confusing while abusing my mind
So far away I wanna be
That's not as close to you and me
The things they call our destiny
Now why do you have to pick on me at all?
My walls are coming down
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, hunting you down
Coming around
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, dragging you down
Just tell me when it's coming around, coming around
I think I see you coming to town, just dragging you down
It's coming around
- (originally by The Faces)
Poor old granddad I laughed at all his words
I thought he was a bitter man
He spoke of women's ways
They'll trap you then they use you & before you even know
For love is blind and you're far too kind
Don't ever let it show
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was stronger
The can-can such a pretty show
will steal your heart away
But backstage back on earth again
The dressing rooms are grey
They come on strong and it ain't too long
For they make you feel a man
But love is blind and you soon will find
you're just a boy again
When you want her lips, you get her cheek
Makes you wonder where you are
if you want some more then she's fast asleep
Leaves you twinkling with the stars
Poor young grandson there's nothing I can say
You'll have to learn, just like me
And that's the hardest way, ooh la la
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was younger
I wish that I knew what I know now
when I was stronger
- (originally by Dawes)
Addressing a prayer into the air
In the shadows of satellites
So nobody hurt loves not for words
In a world at the end of its night
Oh everyone that left me
They’re so easy to forget
Cause I haven’t let my failures hit me yet.
Your voice on the phone the blood from a stone
These tears that I can’t understand
If I could heal would give I don’t feel
Or by silently giving my hand
Well I’m sure I never loved you
That would be to fierce and too correct
But I haven’t let my failures hit me yet
It made my demon reveal its hour of living
And may he not leave me broken
May he leave me broken
So where ever I’m bound my ear to the ground
And my thoughts on there way back to you
As eternities slave, well you can write that on my grave
When I’m finished resisting its truth
While I’m shaking hands with darkness
Its where the warm wind that I admit
That I haven’t let my failures hit me yet
Yet while I’m shaking hands with darkness
It is where the warm wind that I admit
That I haven’t let my failures hit me yet
- (originally by Gram Parsons)
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich
and welcome me back to town
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor
and I'll show you how it all went down
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
and a good saloon in every single town
Oh, and I remember something you once told me
and I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
and they all lead me straight back home to you
`Cause I headed west to grow up with the country
Across those prairies with the waves of grain
And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee
We flew straight across that river bridge,
last night at half past two
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye
and so long as we went rolling through
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel
And now I know just what I have to do
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone
He wants to take my money for something
that I've never been shown
And I saw my devil,
and I saw my deep blue sea
And I thought about a calico bonnet from
Cheyenne to Tennessee
The news I could bring I met up with the king
On his head an amphetamine crown
He talked about unbuckling that old Bible belt
And lighted out for some desert town
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels
And a good saloon in every single town
Oh, but I remembered something you once told me
and I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
and they all lead me straight back home to you
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
- (originally by Tender Mercies)
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels at her command to send
Four more seasons, for all thats broken to mend
I got four good reasons why I cant go back there again
She had skin like a statue, milky white and pure
Carved by an artist who's hand is demure
Got a mind like a sabre
Razor sharp and sure
God how I hate myself for still wanting her
Tell me its nicer dreaming, visions soft and sure
No way to find theres nothing left to me and her
Nothing more but a heart still at war
She had four white stallions coming up around the bend
Four strong angels already sent
Four more seasons for all thats broken to mend...
- (originally by Sordid Humor)
Jumpin Jesus my oh my
he's got a great big bottle of sunshine
Jumpin Jesus why oh why
take the time to get inside
to get inside
So what's a wall with so much yellow for?
I don't know what it's for
So what's a wall has so much yellow for?
I don't know what it's for
Jumpin Jesus my oh my
he's got a great big bottle of sunshine
Jumpin Jesus why oh why
take the time to get inside
to get inside get inside get inside get inside get inside
Odessa in desert he lives with his life
and his child on a house boat
Yea he likes sunflowers and big picture frames and vangoes
Jumpin Jesus my oh my
he's got a great big bottle of sunshine
Jumpin Jesus why oh why
take the time to get inside
to get inside get inside get inside get inside get inside
na na na na na na na na
lala la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la laaaaa laaaa laaaa
- (originally by Bob Dylan)
Clouds so swift
Rain won't lift
Gate won't close
Railings froze
Get your mind off wintertime
You ain't goin' nowhere
Oo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
I don't care
How many letters they sent
Morning came and morning went
Pick up your money
And pack up your tent
You ain't goin' nowhere
Oo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
Buy me a flute
And a gun that shoots
Tailgates and substitutes
Strap yourself
To the tree with roots
You ain't goin' nowhere
Oo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh no, are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
Genghis Khan
He could not keep
All his kings
Supplied with sleep
We'll climb that hill no matter how steep
Just as soon as we get the hell up to it
And Everybody says
Whoo-ee! Ride me high
Tomorrow's the day
My bride's gonna come
Oh, no are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair!
- (originally by Big Star)
Years ago, my heart was set to live, oh
and I've been trying hard against unbelievable odds
It gets so hard in times like now to hold on
But guns they wait to be stuck by, at my side is GodAnd there ain't no one goin' to turn me 'round
Ain't no one goin' to turn me 'round
There's people around who tell you that they know
And places where they send you, and it's easy to goThey'll zip you up and dress you down and stand you in a row
just hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on
But you know you don't have to, you can just say no
I've been built up and trusted, broke down and busted
But they'll get theirs and we will get ours if you can
Years ago my heart was set to live, oh
but I've been trying hard against strong odds
It gets so hard at times like now to hold on
Well, I'll fall if I don't fight, and at my side is God
- Have you seen the little pieces of the people we have been?
Little pieces blowing' gently on the wind
They have flown down California
They have landed in L.A.
Little pieces slowly settling on the waves
I'm one of a million pieces fallen on the ground
It's one of the reasons when we say goodbye
We'll still come around We will come around
I have waited for tomorrow from December 'til today
I have started loving sorrow along the way
I am calling from some city
And I won't be there too long
I could wait and I could waste away
But what comes back is I hear you say we're gone
For all of the times that I go spinning up and down
When all of the things have died between us
Well, we'll still come around We will come around
After I've been missing for a while
And you hear that summer's song
Haven't all the fading lines lingered on?
What I know is: she's going
When you know it, it's alright
So you put yourself between you and your pride
If you wait for what's coming
And you listen to her lies,
Then she'll say the things you need to hear
And the only one who'll disappear is you
And one of the million lies she said
Is "All of the things you love are dead."
But I've seen what she thinks is love
And it leaves me laughing so we'll still come around
- A picture of Amsterdam
Bare trees under glass
Framed in the gray and white afternoon light
Of a winter long past
When I was a raiser
To Dublin I'd roam
She was a bareback rider
Some miles from home
Come back to me
She's a carnival diver
Hung in the sky
Cutting through time like a memory
Strung on a wire
The color of anything
Fades in the air
But she is the film of a book of the story
Of the smell of her hair
Come back to me
When every thing's over
And every thing's clear
When everyone's older
And no one is here
I try to remember
A girl on a wire
Tumbling and diving above Stephen's Green
Like a kite on the air
Come back to me
Counting crows
Adam Duritz (Vocals, Piano, Guitar, Harmonica)
Dan Vickrey (Guitar, Vocals)
David Immergluck (Guitar, Vocals)
Charlie Gillingham (Hammond organ, accordion, piano, keyboards)
Millard Powers (bass guitar, drums, mandolin, piano, vocals)