douglas brent smith

boomerang babies (douglas brent smith) everybody's got grown children still living at home boomerang babies, who can't live on their own they've got cable TV - absolutely free all they need WIFI - no need to buy food in the fridge - they're living like kids boomerang babies, living at home everybody's got grown children still living at home boomerang babies who can't live on their own the ground rules have been bended ended or suspended we did the best that we could do and now we've got grandchildren, too! grown children, and their children, living at home to be fair, a place costs more these days college loans are more than our mortgage to pay opportunities at work don't get them any higher because our generation won't retire (what's a  boomer to do? we can't afford to) they've got cable TV - absolutely free all they need WIFI - no need to buy food in the fridge, they're living like kids boomerang b...

not tonight (douglas brent smith) there have been nights when all the treasures of the world seemed close at hand when there wasn't any problem too big to understand nights when all my dreams came true and things turned out alright but not tonight there have been women who have loved me and pampered me with smiles swore they'd last forever and never change with style times when all my fantasies became such sweet realities but not tonight tonight it seems that everything is too far out of reach like some lost message thrown to sea washed up along the beach (repeat first verse) (c) 2017 douglas brent smith

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it was a hot august night on dorinda's couch in allentown there was a ring around the moon the man on the tv said "elvis has left the building, there'll never be another like him soon." must be a record of his here somewhere so we can pay tribute to the vegas king must be an album of his but i can't find it i guess i never really liked the way he'd sing but listen, chuck berry rocked me fats supplied the rolls from new york to detroit memphis to muscle shoals make it hot authentic make it black and real i like the parts that the king could never steal if all he were known for were those stupid movies he'd rank right up there with good old sal mineo but he brought feeling to the music when he brought conviction to the theft of soul but listen, chuck berry rocked me james brown supplied the soul from new york to detroit, memphis to muscle shoals make it hot authentic make it rock and real i like the parts that the king could n...

the canaanite woman came to the Lord her daughter was demon owned the Lord's friends said to send her away Jesus, just leave her alone but even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master's table and even the lowest low of all with you Lord, we are able Moses had troubles on every side his enemies, even his friends the Lord was his helper and his guide from Egypt thru the desert till the end (chorus) Elijah was scared and in a cave hiding from Jezabelle he'd seed destruction and violence and now he feared for himself (chorus) in these troubled times of woe the hurt can said us reeling crippled by causes we can't control fallen, in need of healing (chorus) (c) Douglas Brent Smith

like an old sailor who's drawn to the sea the voice of the highway whispers to me i can't give a reason for why i must go the life of a drifter is all that i know i worked at the factory the office, the store i gave it my best shot couldn't take any more you can't stop a tiger from chasing its prey and you can't stop a drifter from going away every day is a road movie every night is a new story everyone you touch you hold forever my kids call me crazy but they understand they know that i'm doing the best that i can you can't stop the ocean from meeting the land and you'll never reform a happy man like an old sailor who's drawn to the sea the voice of the highway whispers to me you can't stop the ocean from kissing the sand and you'll never reform a happy man whoa...that's all i am whoa...a happy man (c) douglas brent smith

she said that she loved me to the moon and back and to the moon and back just got a  whole lot shorter your roundtrip gave me the bends as you closed the portal and swept this sobbing away as love choked gasping on yet another tripping dream and  she never said that what she said didn't mean a thing (c) 2017 douglas brent smith

every couple fights about money about attention about     harmless searing flirtations     temptations, indiscretions and     thoughts every couple fights about passion    and lack of passion about furniture, fixtures, fantasies and    families    all those dysfunctional families and we don't fight about any of that     because we are                    not a couple and we fight about that knowing what i want you    choose to escape and knowing what you want i    senselessly cling    a mess of depressed repression unappealing    stealing every ounce of hope from the air and you repeat (repeat, repeat) that    we are NOT a couple but what about this love? -- douglas brent smith

It's humbling to know that the world will go on without you -- but also liberating. -- Doug Smith

it's a foolish wish to say may all your dreams come true                 what about the bridges disappearing in                  perspective?      what about the endless chases? the public nakedness? the lack of words? the demons hiding insecurities in playful sacks of sorrow? let me pick my dream to live that sweet happy ending dream of us together hand in hand and always smiling let me pick that time you looked at me from across the room with a knowing smile that spoke more love than you could say, or contain (or, sadly, sustain) but leave that part out (the sadness in your smile of unbeatable fate) and let me live that dream of                               you smiling                               at me and  ...

every sad song you might get the blues but you’ve still got to choose no one else can walk in your shoes your promises stood until they fell your life felt like heaven but who can tell? the worst thing’s the best thing that can’t stand its ground the way up’s the break ups the heart hits the ground every sad song sounds like something ending every sad song sounds like something bending too far so here we are, so here we are every sad song stuck in our hearts every sad song sounds like something ending every sad song sounds like something bending too far so here we are… (c) 2015 douglas brent smith from the album "etcetera" by douglas brent smith

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i wonder about you wondering about me, how you might imagine this changed by a kiss or feel the pull of something more whole our gravity keeps crashing but that's no reason to cash it in i wonder about you all. the. time. (c) 2017 douglas brent smith