Lyrics from the CD, ‘Setting Out to Sea’

Here are the lyrics for “Far From Danger,” “That Old Place,” and “Setting Out to Sea.”

Far From Danger (Riley Cacagno, Leo Shannon)

When the mountains sink lower than the hills
And the flutes stop their scathing little trills
There won’t be anything left for me
But to be what everyone wants me to be

Brush the dust off of your knees
Brush the dust back to the ground on which you begged for mercy
You know it’s not too late to lose all hope
You might find someone waiting out there when they clear the fields of smoke

When the outlets don’t supply any more power
And we feel like we are older by the hour
Yet there won’t be anything left for me
But to be what everyone wants me to be

Brush the dust off of your knees
Brush the dust back to the ground on which you begged for mercy
You know it’s not to late to lose all hope
You might find someone waiting out there when they clear the fields of smoke

Try to remember
Grasp what has not blown away
Like a plastic bag
Succumbing to the breeze
And I know it’s not the same
I’ll leave you now to keep you far from danger


That old place (Leo Shannon)

For years i watched that old house up on the hill
I’ve since moved away but I remember it still
The yellow paint chipped, the doors creaked and moaned
But I think there’s no other place that I could call a home

I never went in, only watched from afar
Just like how I’d lie awake gazing at stars
Still that old place was familiar to me
Just like the long branches on my climbing tree

And on some nights
When I’m traveling alone again, and the wind is licking my heels
I think of a light A lamp on an old porch — my memories are real

I’ve walked over hillsides, ‘cross valleys and streams
I’ve seen the creatures that capture your wildest dreams
They take hold and they hold and never let go
Still, they take you where you need to go

And on some nights
When I’m traveling alone again, and the wind is licking my heels
I think of a light A lamp on an old porch — my memories are real

For years I watched that old house up on the hill
I’ve walked miles beyond but come back to it still
Now I see a little more, since the end of my roam
And I know, till the end of my days, I’ll call it my home


Setting Out to Sea (Riley Calcagno)

It was a soft day, the day I came back
It made me wish that I had never left
You picked me up at the station and we drove through the town
I recognized most things, just not you.

Had a dream last night, and we sang together

If we go down, if our ship sinks,
We’ll go down together.
If we go down, if our ship sinks
We’ll be holding hands

You used to look so happy here,
I think you’re wearing down
I walked through that door and it all flooded back
The walls in the front room used to look inviting, but now they just look cold
This place held such memories, but now they’re getting old

In a dream last night, we sang, together

If we go down, if our ship sinks,
We’ll go down together.
If we go down, if our ship sinks
We’ll be holding hands

You drove me back to the station
And a northbound train
As I stared out the window
The skies turned to rain
The day, it was fading, it was getting hard to see
The last thing I saw was your sign, I think it was for me.

If we go down, if our ship sinks,
We’ll go down together.
If we go down, if our ship sinks
We’ll be holding hands

 

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