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by Tim Berry

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1.
Too far from the sun. I’ve wandered and run Now, my orbit’s undone, my world’s come unspun I’m too far from the sun And, that sweet melody Floats in on the breeze But, it won’t fall to me in this strange gravity I’m too far from the sun Oh, out here on the edge Where the air grows cold and thin You give thanks for the fire That keeps you warm but then You wake to another dawn Too far from the sun The old man on the moon Looks a whole lot like you But, it’s just a pale impression, you don’t get real reflections This far from the Sun Well, out here on the edge Where the air grows cold and thin You give thanks for the dreams They keep you warm but then You wake to another dawn Just too far from the sun Now, the hunger of your tongue Tastes the words of the young But, your poems have grown dumb your songs have been sung You're too far from the Sun So, you beg and you bum Like you’ve had some unlucky run But, no nickel or dime is going to help you this time You’re too far from the Sun
2.
I’ve been cursing clocks Been blessing cages Looking for the devil in it all Yeah, I’ve been kicking at the timbers Shaking my foundations And looking for the devil in it all Oh saints alive, saints above Can it be? Can it be? Well, I’ve been crushing hopes Most of them mine Just looking for the devil in it all Well, I’m doing alright now Yeah, I’ve got a pretty good life When I get to shaking, it holds me tight But, I’ll be damned Yeah, I ‘ll repeat the fall Don’t stop looking for the devil in it all Well, it’s saints alive, Saints Below Can it be? Can it be? I’ve been preaching sunrise And punching out the dawn Just looking for the devil in it all Yeah, I’ve been shunning mysteries I’ve been measuring joy Looking for that Devil in it all Believing in some days and hanging on to just right And, looking for the devil in it all Oh, it's saints alive, saints beyond Oh, could it be? could it be? I’ve been walking down that straight and narrow path Just looking for the devil in it all Yeah, it’s saints alive, Saints Below Can it be? Can it be? I’ve been preaching sunrise And punching out the dawn Just looking for the devil in it all Just looking for the devil in it all
3.
Now, Phoenix he knew how to make an exit. But, that is all. Yeah, that is all. There’s really nothing magic about it, He’s just another man, moving on. It’s ashes to ashes and back again. You ride the wheel ‘til you reach it’s end And that is all. Yeah, that is all And Moon, she fades in the darkness. She’s just a silent shape shifter. She keeps the rhythms of the heavens, But, the Earth’s got a hold on her. Yeah, it’s back to black and back again. You ride the wheel until you reach it’s end And that is all. Yeah, that is all. Oh but, love and hope, they are powerful things. They can make you want to stand your ground and ask the world to change So, if there’s a time to kill and a time to heal, There must be a time, to grip that wheel. Now, Prairie she’s old as any mountain. Still, she’s dancing in the wind, Nourished by the flesh of the mammoths, the seas and the nations. Yeah, it’s dust to dust and back again You ride the wheel ‘till you reach its end. And that is all. Yeah, that is all. Oh but, love and hope, they’re powerful things. They can make you want to stand your ground and ask the world to change So, if there’s a time to kill and a time to heal, There must be a time, to grip that wheel. Well, Sun is rising slow this morning. It gives you time to linger. Winter’s air is cool and fresh and it Spring’s you from your slumber. Then, it’s dream to dream and back again. You ride the wheel ‘til you reach it’s end And that is all. Yeah, that is all. Oh but, love and hope, they’re powerful things. They can make you want to stand your ground and ask the world to change So, if there’s a time to kill and a time to heal, There must be a time, to grip that wheel.
4.
04:00
Grace has always been so elusive In the hours I’ve craved it most It seems we’re left with nothing but rough edges To cut the wounds that let us go I did not need to see your bags packed so neatly Stashed in the brambles that line our lane And I did not need to hear the whisper of a pen in the night To know that my lover’s heart had strayed So, darling slip away in the morning To that place down in the town Where you will find your ride to the city lights And don’t look back on this love of ours Cause, forgiveness is a warm drink Taken late in the night In cups clasped tight by tired the hands Of old men with weary eyes But, grace is always so elusive In the hours we crave it most It seems we’re left with nothing but rough edges To cut the wounds that let us go
5.
Stack the dishes in the sink and pour a glass of wine I’ll call the man about the washer next week if I find the time Oh, the moon is out there somewhere I just don’t see it tonight No, the only glow in my kitchen window is the kitchen light It was 12 years ago we came across the Great Divide It’s been 9 years since we settled down, oh how time flies And, the boys are both growing big, like boys are meant to do Yeah, all the dreams we thought were good enough are finally coming true But, I always thought Colorado would be so above it all I thought that standing here on the top of the world We’d hear the rain before it falls Now, Doreen called me yesterday, reminiscing about our youth And she said, “lately honey I’ve been finding meaning in new kinds of truth.” I said, “Yeah, well I just want to learn to stand up straight without feelin’ like my head’s in the clouds. I’ve got to find a way to find my self without loosing touch with everyone else.” And well, I always thought that Colorado could be so above it all I thought that standing here on the top of the world I’d hear the rain before it falls Now, he calls me his guardian angel. Says that I’ve been set on Earth. To straighten out this crazy twisted, messed up world. Well, if I really had those wings I’d fly right on into the sky. It’s not that I’d ever want to leave, I’ve just never been that high. Yeah, I always thought Colorado would be so above it all I thought standing here on the top of the world We’d hear the rain, before it falls. Now, I stack the dishes in the sink and pour another glass of wine Yeah, I’ll call the man about the washer next week if I find the time I know the moon is out there somewhere. I just don’t see it tonight. Oh, the only glow in my kitchen window is the kitchen light
6.
02:14
I need you to hold me when I’m feeling unholy When the road is before me but I can’t find my way When the winds of worry won’t blow on through me And the dark of the night is just a shadow of the day I need to be there for you when your skies turn blue but the sun just can’t burn the clouds away Yeah, I'll be by your side should that river start to rise Together we will make it through OK, together we’ll find a brand new day Now I need a hundred miles of ramblin’ bramblin’ back roads I need the windows down and the radio on I need to fly from here out past forever Oh, I need a new tune on my mind and I need to hear you singin’ along And, I need you to hold me when I’m feeling unholy When the road is before me but I can’t find my way When the winds of worry won’t blow on through me When the dark of the night is just a shadow…..just a shadow…of my day
7.
04:29
I’m going somewhere where the answers come real, real slow There’s not that much that i’m in any great hurry to know Well, knowledge might be power, but I like to keep the lights down low And, I love it when you lay there next to me I love it when the morning isn’t in any real hurry to be Yeah, there’s no need to worry no need to fight No, its just the needs of a long slow night Now, do you remember when love first came ‘round? Do you remember the searching? Do you remember the sound? Well, do you think you can remember where we left it now? Do you hear that now? Is it just the rain falling down? Do you hear that now, low down like its under the ground? It's a bit unsettled like something’s not right It's just love searching for a long slow night So, I’m going somewhere where the answers come real real slow Yeah, there’s really not much i’m in any great hurry to know Yeah, knowledge might be power, but love keeps the lights down low
8.
Well, it’s less than a dollar and more than a dream I’ve never been that good at putting prices on things But, the places that you’ve never been are bound to make you mean Now, the places I’ve been lately, well, they’re scattered about Some you could go visit, others I aint letting out But, the places that I’ve never been have never been in doubt Well you and I are wanderers, we wander around No destination, nowhere we’re bound But the places that we’ve never been somehow they still stick around So, if you asked me to sit down and write a story Well, I’d do like they say and start with the people that I know But, the places that we’ve never been are where all my stories go Yeah, it’s less than a dollar, more than a dream I’ve never been that good at putting prices on things But, the places that you’ve never been are bound to make you mean
9.
I’m waking up to dreaming again I’m waking up to dreaming again I’ve been asleep for far too long, but now I’m back my friends And I’m waking up to dreaming again Well, the worried man, he sings his worried song And I’ve been that man for far too long I still sing the blues when I need to, but now that’s not my only song Yeah, I’m waking up to dreaming again Well, I used to be such a rainy day I’d hang my head and cry “Oh lord, I was not made for this” But, now I’m listening to that good old song about the sunny side And, I’m waking up to dreaming again Oh, the sun goes down and the night comes rolling in And all the stars, well they get to shining They’re shining on the whishes that we will bring to them So, I’m waking up to dreaming again Yeah, I’m waking up to Dreaming Again I’m waking up to dreaming again I’ve been asleep for far too long, but I back now my friends And I’m waking up to dreaming again
10.
Well, I’m lining them up and knocking them down. One by one, one by one And, I’ll go all night till I find the one, that can last 'till the last round. And, oh it can be a dangerous game Throwing knives and juggling fire Yeah, ooh it can be a dangerous game Links of chain and barbed wire Now, that one looks like he’s good and strong, It might stand out from the lot But, I’ve found the strong ones tend to step up first, But then, they shatter at the first hard shot But, oh it can be a dazzling game Broken bottles. blood and nerves Yeah ooh, it can be a dazzling game For a while...For what that’s worth Oh, the best or the brightest shine like stars But, that aint what’s required No, it’s the deep mean glow of an old gray coal That’s not afraid to start a fire 'Cause I might have to burn this whole place down Jump from the roof with no plan for landing The only thing I know for sure is I’m leaving here with the last dream standing Yeah, I’m leaving here with the last dream standing Yeah, I’m lining them up and knocking them down. One by one, one by one Just wrestling dreams ‘cause there comes a time It must be done it must be done And, I might have to burn this whole place down Jump from the roof without any plan for landing The only thing I know one thing for sure is I'm leaving here with the last dream standing Yeah, I’m leaving here with the last dream standing
11.
Stack the dishes in the sink and pour a glass of wine I’ll call the man about the washer next week if I find the time Oh the moon is out there somewhere I just don’t see it tonight No, the only glow in my kitchen window is the kitchen light It was 12 years ago we came across the Great Divide It’s been 9 years since we settled down, oh how time flies And the boys are both growing big, like boys are meant to do Yeah all the dreams we thought were good enough are finally coming true But, I always thought Colorado would be so above it all I thought that standing here on the top of the world We’d hear the rain before it falls Now, Doreen called me yesterday, reminiscing about our youth And she said “lately honey I’ve been finding meaning in new kinds of truth.” I said, “Yeah, well I just want to learn to stand up straight without feelin’ like my head’s in the clouds. I’ve got to find a way to find my self without loosing touch with everyone else.” And well, I always thought that Colorado could be so above it all I thought that standing here on the top of the world I’d hear the rain before it falls Now he calls me his guardian angel. Says that I’ve been set on Earth. To straighten out this crazy twisted, messed up world. Well, if I really had those wings I’d fly right on into the sky. It’s not that I’d ever want to leave, I’ve just never been that high. Yeah, I always thought Colorado would be so above it all I thought standing here on the top of the world We’d hear the rain, before it falls. Now, I stack the dishes in the sink and pour another glass of wine Yeah, I’ll call the man about the washer next week if I find the time I know the moon is out there somewhere. I just don’t see it tonight. Oh, the only glow in my kitchen window is the kitchen light
12.
05:13
Over oceans, I have sailed In the belly of the whale Yeah, I’ve been lost, now I hope I’m found And, I hope that I’ve landed on solid ground Solid ground, solid ground Just somewhere to land when I touch down Cause I’ve been twisted, twirled and spun around Now I hope that I have found some solid ground I’ve seen the southern cross and the northern lights I’ve slept beneath the stars on starless nights And, the only rest, I’ve ever found Is to lay my back on solid ground I’ve put my faith in god and I’ve put my faith in man Yeah, I put faith in things that I don’t understand But now, I’m heading out with no particular plan I’m just going to try to find some solid ground Oh, I’ve been up and I’ve been down I always seem to find the long way around But now, I’m starting out in a whole new town And, I plan to build my house on solid ground

about

In spring of 2001, I recorded Lay it Out Straight, a collection of ten songs captured over the span of one long weekend in Knoxville, Tennessee. Now, ten years later I am excited to be able to share the sound of another fine weekend.

Devils & Dreams features a set of full band versions of nine of my songs. It was recorded, mixed and co-produced by Sean Witters who added many great suggestions beginning with the inspiration to record this without using a traditional studio. Instead, we set up one September weekend in a beautiful “barn” in central Vermont and allowed the place to be a part of the sound (including our host’s dog who provided the fine backing barks on the end of Slow Night).

I was joined this time by Lathan Gravelle on mandolin. Lathan has been my picking partner for the past few years and when schedules allow we perform together as the Brambles.

On drums is my old friend Doug Bratt, who I met in Mr. Caudill's 10th grade biology class at Lafayette High School in Lexington, Kentucky. We last played together over 20 years ago when we spent the summer in a band that I wanted to call the Loving Sounds of Oatmeal (needless to say I lost the vote).

JP Candelier came to the project on recommendation from Sean, and is one the finest bass players I've had the pleasure of playing with.

Most of the recording was accomplished that weekend and a lot of what you hear are the actual full band “live” performances. However, I will admit to overdubbing a few things including the fiddle – I only have two arms.

Hope you enjoy…

As a BONUS, I am making available for download three tracks not included on the CD.

The Last Dream Standing - this is a home recorded demo. I had intended to include this song, but for some reason I have since forgotten didn't think it would fit. Oh well, I kind of like the intimate feel of this recording. So, I guess it landed where it needs to be in the end.

Kitchen Light - this is a solo home recorded demo version recorded a few years back. While I love the band version of this song, I have also always liked this simple version which is close to the way I usually perform it.

Solid Ground - this song has had many lives and ironically still not found a home. Here is the full band version recorded to be part of the album.

credits

released September 1, 2011

Tim Berry - Vocals, Guitars, Violin
Lathan Gravelle - Mandolin
JP Candelier - Bass
Douglass Bratt - Drums/Percussion
Sean Witters - Six String Trumpet on Kitchen Light, Underground Sounds on Slow Night

All songs by Timothy D. Berry
Produced by Sean Witters and Tim Berry
Engineered and Mixed by Sean Witters, Richmond VT
Mastered by Lane Gibson, Charlotte, VT
Cover photo by Samuel M. Berry

Hats off the the band. It was much fun! and a big THANK YOU to Dan and Betsy Chodorkoff for generously allowing us to set up and record in their beautiful "barn" and to Sean for his patience and energy.

Thank you also to all who have played a part in the life of these songs including: Richard Edward McCormick, Cielo Marie Mendoza, Paul Snyder, Jack Wolfe, Al Cavanaugh, and Zach Hadley. Thank you also to Rory Loughran and Jack Wolfe for loaning the drum kit to the cause and to Metric Halo and B.J. Buchalter for making the box that made this recording possible. A special tap of the foot goes out to Sarah Cauldwell Bratt, Isaac and Owen for making Doug possible. Finally, thank you to Greg Horne and Michael Comstock for getting me started down this road.

This one's for Liz and Sam....Thank you!

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