This Is The One
This is the one
It's our big break
Time to have fun
End our heartache
Don't ask if it's hit or it's miss
Don't need to keep wondering 'what if?'
You want guarantees? I insist
There are no more to come
This is the one
This is the time
The closing moments
The end of the line
Carved in stone it's
Time to wipe tears from your eyes
The day to stop questioning why
'Cos every clipped bird's gonna fly
The healing has begun
This is the one
This is the best
We can offer
We've all passed the test
We needn't bother
To ask if the ships coming in
It"s safe in the harbour my friend
At last we have come to the end
And our fears are on the run
COs this is the one
Music by Daniel Amos, Words T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Mr. Buechner's Dream
Old Chesterton with his cherubs face
Greets Lewis by the fireplace
And miss O'Conner dressed in southern grace
Can't keep up with Mr. William's pace
The night concealed
But love revealed
The players in this scene
And whimsy rides
The Wizard's Tide
In Mr. Buechner's dream
Eliot in tweed and smoke
Laughs at G.K.'s bawdy joke
And Carol in his Oxford's coat
Pulls a talking rabbit from his cloak
Arriving late
Percy gravitates
To miss sayer and Mr. Green
And whimsy rides
The Wizard's Tide
In Mr. Buechner's dream
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T. S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
The Author of the Story
She had one foot on the ground
And one foot in the air
(it seemed) the world held her cold hand
While the angels brushed her hair
"but that's how it has to end
On this side of glory,
Some wounds will never mend,"
Says the author of the story
I held one hand in the fire
And lifted one hand towards the sky
But the busy world still turned
And the angels passed me by
Sometimes there seems to be
No author of the story
These thoughts occur to me
On this side of glory
And I kissed the Lamb of God
And my fingers found the wounds
And the angels moved the stone
And I searched the vacant room
That's how it all begins
On this side of glory
"and you'll see her shine again,"
Said the author of the story
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Your Long Year
They say that youth is wasted
On the young
Still it's good that you're not jaded
And I'm glad you're having fun
Chorus:
Your long year
Ran right by here
Just another short day to me
So how have you been
In your beautiful skin (my immortal friend)
Did you solve all the mysteries
In your long year?
And when time turns the table
You'll be me
Wearing all the tags and labels
Of an ancient history
Chorus
Bridge:
"(and oh my) how time flies,"
Say the eyes of the dusty old men
(oh my) the days rush by
You laugh it off
The years get lost
'Till (oh my) you're one of them
Did you love? Were you kind?
Giving thanks for the time
In your long year?
Did you dare to have faith
In goodness and grace
In your long year?
So how have you been, etc.
Music by Daniel Amos, Music by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Who's Who Here?
Jason and his argonauts
Hanging out in parking lots
With teen twerps and some indiots
(and) all the riff raff
And strictly confidentially
All we got here is essentially
A vulgar vapid history
Of clap trap
Chorus:
And who's who here?
Is anybody anybody?
And who's that there?
Someone we should know?
Who's cool here? (who rules here?)
No one and everyone
Start the show COs
It's not clear, no
So who's who here
The mark of Cain is apathy
Brains winding down on entropy
New york and L.A. bougeouse
And their chit chat
It's Babylon, they rattle on
The herds in line and movin' on
With ecstasy dipped cattle prongs
In back packs
And god is their technology
A studded tongues profanity
A grim tattoos theology
Is payback
Six pack kings pull up a chair
To sculptured breasts and derrieres
Each a potential millionaire
And fat cat
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Thick Skin
I've opened up a place
In this simple song
It's a little bit of space
I'm leaving……
Taking chances
At first glances
That you'll get me all wrong
And cross out every word I'm singing
Chorus:
Or this could grow on you (my friend)
Might not knock you down
Or drag you in
But it's a place I can begin
To get under your antenna and your
Thick skin
How about a little wind
In your perfect hair?
How about a little swim
In my ocean?……
I'm dreaming in and breathing in
The metaphoric air
Designed to get your faith in motion
Chorus
Bridge
Working in precision (on your)
Thick skin
Making an incision (in your)
Thick skin
Creating some division (in your)
Thick skin
Dropping words of wisdom (on your)
Thick skin
I've opened up a vein
And let the ink get out
It's dripping from the hand
I'm moving... ...
The mystery in
You and me
Is what it's all about
And true love is the scalpel
I've been using
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Ribbons and Bows
Love is a question mark
Life's in a shadow box
God hides himself sometimes
Inside a paradox
And there may not ever be
Anything new here to say
But I'm fond of finding words
That say it in a different way
Chorus:
Does everybody want it nicely
Lined up in little neat rows?
Does anybody know precisely
Just where the wild wind blows?
I can hand it to you brightly
Wrapped up in ribbons and bows
We could dance the same old dances
Learn all the same old ropes
Roll out the same safe songs
Tell all our tired jokes
We've got some walls to climb
We've got some gates to crash
We've got a fire to light
Burn down the pious trash
Chorus
Repeat 1st verse
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Ordinary Extraordinary Day
No, nothing really happened
The earth didn't shake
A few fell off the wagon
Some were early
Some were late
Chorus:
It was an ordinary
Extraordinary day
It was a very
Ordinary
Extraordinary day
In every way
There was living and dying
And everything in between
There was laughing and crying
The sky was blue
And the grass was green
Chorus
Bridge:
And no one pushed the button
The sea reached the shore
To the starving and the glutton
To the rich and the poor
It was…
Chorus
We were faithless and faithful
We were free, we were bound
Graceless and graceful
The moon came up
When the sun went down
On our…
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
I Get To Wondering
Are you hiding in this cloud,
(I get to wondering)
Behind this dark and angry shroud,
(I get to wondering)
Among the strangers in the crowd ?
(I get to wondering)
Chorus:
I get to wondering (3x)
If I've loved you at all
Were you the one behind the wheel
(I get to wondering)
In the hands that struck the deal ?
(I get to wondering)
Would I want what you conceal ?
(I get to wondering)
Repeat chorus
I'm looking through the beveled glass
(I get to wondering)
Was that your shadow going past ?
(I get to wondering)
Are these your footsteps in the grass?
(I get to wondering)
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Faithful Street
Have you heard about 'Faithful street'
Where the honey flows, and grace is cheap?
They've been sowing everything they reap
(so they say)
Chorus:
And everyone's in glowing health (Faithful street)
And everyone can share the wealth (Faithful street)
And no ones faith is ever weak
On faithful street
Sometimes it's called 'The Righteous Mile'
Where holy Joes know how to dress in style
And only perfect couples walk the aisle
(so they say)
It's in the middle of 'Beulah-land'
And if you're not a wise and wealthy man
They'll put you on the payment plan
(so they say)
Chorus
Bridge:
A satellite manned with a mission
Moves with a delicate precision
Brings glory to our tele-vision
And calls us all to meet
On Faithful street
And if Jesus were alive and well
He'd be staying in their best hotel
He'd rest his head, and his tired feet
On 'faithful street'
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
The Lucky Ones
I can't really take it
So I'll just have to fake it
Pretend that I'm the lucky one
His depontification's
The source of my frustrations
I'm smiling and just acting dumb
He's repeating all the same old stories
He's the center of them all
He's reliving all the same sad glories
For aren't we all the lucky ones?
People think he's charming
Brilliant and disarming
Convinced that they're the fortunate sons
But he's so unrelenting
Blind and unrepenting
And pretty soon he's down to one
He's not listening to anything we're saying
Interrupts before we're done
Doesn't know the heavy price he's paying
Aren't we all the lucky ones?
Chorus
Repeat 1st verse
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Rice Paper Wings
(A Song To Our Daughters)
That's how she flies
In bright saffron dreams
'Cross harlequin skies
On rice paper wings
She lassos the moon
Brush, pallets and paints
Clutters her room with
God, angels, and saints
Chorus:
Thieves here to steal her thunder
Crowding her world of wonder
I fear they've got her number
And here's what she needs:
Swings, ladders, and slides
Doors in the trees
Stars in her eyes
A song for the queen
Curtsies and bows
Castles and kings
A head in the clouds
Chorus
Repeat 1st verse
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
The Tale You Told
(A Song for the Artist)
Here's how I get high
Here's how I get high
I felt so out of place
'Till you danced your dance of grace
I saw a hope of faith
Shining there
(in the tale you told)
I was a dying man
'Till I heard the song you sang
And I grabbed your ravaged hand
Reaching out
(in the tale you told)
And now love cast it's spell
In the tale you tell
How I can fly
Up to a holy place
Dancing a dance of grace
That"s how I get high
That's how I get high
I cried as faith unlatched
The door to your photograph
I heard the angels laugh
Echoing there
(in the tale you told)
I was afraid to hope
Until I read the words you wrote
And I hung on every quote
Living there
(in the tale you told)
And now love cast it's spell
In the tale you tell
How I can fly
Up to a holy place
Dancing a dance of grace
That's how I get high
That's how I get high
I feel so out of place
Will you dance your dance of grace
Now?
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Meanwhile
I told her
Things could not be better
Every days red letter for me
I told her
My burdens are much lighter
And all the lights are brighter for me
Chorus:
Makes her so happy so
I'll lie again
Makes her so happy so
I'll lie again
I told her Don't worry any longer
COs faith is getting stronger in me
I told her
All the things I'm learning
How the tide is turning for me
Chorus
Meanwhile I'm feeling like a ghost
On the edge of night
Restless for a home I can glimpse
In the fading light
Craving for something I can never
Quite get right
Feeling only inches away
Meanwhile I pass through the crowd
On the boulevard
Turn a deaf ear to the laughs
That are coming hard,
Add another pile to the trash
In the junkyard
While keeping all the waking dogs at bay
I told her
Things could not be better
Every days red letter for me
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Over Her Shoulder
(A Song for Lot's Wife)
She was looking over her shoulder
I'll always wonder why
After all the things that I told her
About the killing sky
Pillar of strength
Salt of the earth
Framed in the city lights of hell
She took a mirror from her purse
And froze there in the fire that fell
Her scorched earth fingers tap on my shoulder
She's my fatal wound
She floats above a world that can't hold her
Now she's a blood red moon
And now I'm looking over my shoulder
I don't know why
After all the things that I told her
About the killing sky
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
The Staggering Gods
The gods are staggering
Across the earth in their chains
The god's are dying
Clutching at lost fortune and fame
Chorus The feel good god
And the lord of science
Democracy's blind and
Bewildered giants
The hammer and the sickle
And the modern appliance
All the staggering gods
The gods are stumbling
Hopeless and sick unto death
They're the ones we worship
And they're gasping for their final breath
Chorus
Bridge:
And here's the terrible noise
That gives them away
The thud of worn out shoes
And cracking feet of clay
We've heard the stammering words
Of these dying kings
And we shudder at the sound
Of this fearsome things
The gods are fumbling
They're weak and they're ready to fall
The gods are human
Not one of them can help us at all
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
A Little Grace
(A Song of Job)
I'm goin' down
I'm goin' down
You turned another table on me
I never saw that curve ball coming
And the world went fatal on me
Cold hearted, dark, and cunning
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
You dealt all the cards in my hand
And you knew that I'd be folding
Threw a big wet towel on my plan
And put a bullet in the gun I'm holding
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
Yeah I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
You left a poison thorn in my side
And then you dangled a sword above me
Let the devils and the angels collide
So I would know you loved me
And I'm on my face now (now, now)
Just a basket case now
Got no hiding place now
There's no breathing space now
And I'm on my face now
Need a little grace now
Need a little grace now
My Beautiful Martyr
I believe your tears
Are stored away
And like a gentle rain
They will fall some day
On a dusty heart
On some arid soul
All the tears you've cried
Will make them whole
Chorus:
My beautiful martyr (in your crown of thorns)
My beautiful martyr (in your robe of fire)
My beautiful martyr (in your gown of scorn)
So beautiful
My beautiful martyr
I believe your blood
Runs wide and deep
And it stains the sky
And floods the broken street
That your prayers are saved
That your cry is heard
And that the world will hang
On every word
Chorus
I believe we'll meet
Where there are no farewells
Between the spikes that pierced
And the sword that fell
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Mr. Buechner Wakes Up
It's getting late
So we'll retire
Leave you alone here by the fire
In hopes these simple words inspire
The longing for the hearts desire
The night conceals
But love reveals
You're the player in this scene
As whimsy rides the wizard's tide
In mister beuchner's dream
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by T.S. Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
Joel
(From Joel, Chapter 2)
I'll pour my spirit
On all flesh
Your sons and daughters
Will prophesy
Your old men
Shall dream dreams
And your young men
Shall see visions
I'll pour my spirit
On all flesh
Your sons and daughters
Will prophesy
Your old men
Shall dream dreams
And your young men
Shall see visions
Repeat
Chorus:
Across the ruined fields
Across the mourning land
They will return to me
They will return to me
Repeat verse
Chorus
Music by Daniel Amos, Words by TS Taylor
©2001 Zoom Daddy/BMI
