EYES OF A KILLER
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Red winged blackbirds sitting on a fence
Both of ‘em talking just one making sense
Can’t see ahead through the delta fog
Sacramento river’s deep and long

For every time you put me down
When I should’ve talked back, never made a sound
Every point you scored at my expense
Red winged blackbird sitting on a fence
Can’t afford an attitude
Living indentured servitude
Caught my flash in the rear-view mirror
Startled by the eyes of a killer
Easy being brave in a big old crowd
Walkin alone you don’t talk too loud
Yes sir no sir hold on fast
Waiting for the storm to pass
Hiding behind your woman’s skirts
Acting ten foot tall and bulletproof
Bide my time with my eyes to the ground
Wait till your mama’s not around
Can’t afford an attitude
Living indentured servitude
Caught my flash in the rear-view mirror
Startled by the eyes of a killer

EXPLAINING TO DO
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Puts another to bed
takes another to see one other
that sees itself
in no one else
I’m a difficult man
got a difficult plan
that don’t reveal itself
to no one else
I never complain to no one
I never have to explain
She’s got so much explaining to do
Takes another to task
never taken the time to bask
in sunlit rays
of better days
she’s a different girl
in a different world
than what you knew before
you closed that door
I never complain to no one
I never have to explain
She’s got so much explaining to do
Everybody’s lying
who do you want to hear
someone next door’s crying

LONG THIN LINE
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Your face is stolen and your fate is sealed
Three hundred dollars and an Oldsmobile
Dyed your hair, changed your name
You take the credit and I’ll take the blame
I put myself out on that line
I’m nearly dead but feeling fine
So drop the ruse you’ll see my friend
That all good things must someday end
You’ve got a long thin line
To travel yet with me
You’ve got a long thin line
Of credit to be free
Cause it might take you a long time to see
Your good intentions took me down
From Paradise to Needles town
From old Merced to Bakersfield
I saw my future through a steering wheel
You’ve got a long thin line
To travel yet with me
You’ve got a long thin line
Of credit to be free
Cause it might take you a long time to see
Yes I do forgive your past
I’ve got one too, It doesn’t last
Lower the seat, and rest your head
There’s miles and miles of road ahead
Tell me darlin’
Then tell me again
How long does it take to
Shed your skin
You’ve got a long thin line
To travel yet with me
You’ve got a long thin line
Of credit to be free
You’ve got a long thin line
You’ve got a long thin line
You’ve got a long thin line

LOVE LIKE MINE
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
It’s the kind of love you’d kill for
If it didn’t kill you first
Drops you on the desert
Drives you mad with thirst
Water water everywhere
but not a drop for me
Well I’d rather curse the darkness
than risk what I would see
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
A love like mine
It’s not the kind of love
That dare not speak it’s name
It’s the kind of love that. rest assured
No one feels the same
Well it hasn’t got an adjective
Has no verb or noun
Well it makes you want that blessed day
When it puts you in the ground
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
A love like mine

Hydra-head Medusa
She could freeze you with a look
Lancelot had Guinevere but
That was in a book
Well I tried to tell the truth once
but that was long ago
Tryin days are over
Now you will never know
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
Thank God you don’t have a love like mine
A love like mine

FINGERS OF MY HAND
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Can’t explain what is happening to me
can’t complain it’s what I made it to be
let’s just see, see how lonely I can get
Get away, why are you still here
Once it was easy
once it was held so close
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
All my regrets
I will devote them all to you
But I forget
I don’t know which of us is true

There was a mountain
there was a kiss upon a shore
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
Here’s your letters
Each one colder than before
Can’t continue down
the path where nothing grows

Question assumptions
assume that the questions count
let it all run through
the fingers of my hand
and wash away with the water
Last time we met
all your lipstick had worn off
closed up our lives said goodbye
walked out on Hawthorne blvd

CALLING YOU
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
You can act like you don’t know me
But you do
You can pay lip service to a lie
But you know what is true
You can betray your saviour with a kiss
and deny your fate
You can whistle any tune you want to
but honey it’s much too late
‘Cause I’ve got you now
Though we’re apart
Only I know the tears
Shed in your deepest heart
I’m Calling You
You can act like you’re in heaven
But you’re not
You can pray to anyone you want to
The way you’ve been taught
You can paint your cell sky blue
And disguise your bars
But I’m here within you
‘Cause we were lovers before the stars
‘Cause I’ve got you now
Though we’re apart
Only I know the tears
Shed in your deepest heart
I’m Calling You
(can’t believe that I keep falling
you’re on redial so I keep calling you)
Yes I know you might not stay
I know that you might just turn away
But I’m Calling You
(can’t believe that I keep falling
you’re on redial so I keep calling you)
I’m Calling You
(tears, tiaras and rings enfold you
wind and leaves revolve around you)

I CAN SEE
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Lyin dyin
Lookin up at you
My time is over but
I can see
I can understand
Where you are
I can see
There was a moment
Somewhere in the past
I think we connected but
I can see
I can understand
Who I am
I can see
So much confusion
So much pain
So much illusion but
I can see
we are all the same
hand of God
I can see
What was it brought me to this place
what symbol burmed into my face
how can I believe the lies and
play the role so well
Cutting ties
Lyin dyin
Lookin up at you
My time is over but
I can see
I can understand
Where you are
I can see

SHE’S MOVING ON
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
Sometimes she thinks of me
When there is a stillness
and no one’s around
Sometimes she hears my voice
In her inner ear
When there’s not a sound
Sometimes she sees my face
Senses my touch
As though I’d never gone
Sometimes she thinks of me
A second goes by
Then she’s moving on

Sometimes there’s a memory
Deep inside her heart
an echo of the feeling
we had at the start

Sometimes she calls my name
Feels me inside
As though I’d never gone
Sometimes she thinks of me
A second goes by
Then she’s moving on

I DON’T
© 2002 Words & Music by Chuck Lee Bramlet
It’s late dark into darkness
I wait with nothing to be
Just like 3AM phone call
It’s snowing drive over to me
I’ll cross Columbia river
drive black ice all the way
drive way into Vancouver
show up with nothing to say
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Know what I’m doing
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Everything’s groovy
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Care no more
Sometimes death is unending
Sometimes life is a chore
I tried so hard to grow up
I became the worst kind of bore
Pinion pine grows in the desert
Caitlyn Rose blows in the wind
sometimes one life is ending
sometimes another begins
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Know what I’m doing
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Everything’s groovy
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Care no more
I’m done playing that record
I’m done reading that book
Goodbye to all these obsessions
can’t get back the things that you took
I’m through with instant replay
I’d die chasing that girl
I’ll start now with a new life
I’ll start in some other world
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Know what I’m doing
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Everything’s groovy
I don’t I don’t I don’t
Care no more