Angela’s Garden Denes McIntosh The sun rises, the grasses dry The glimmering dawn greets my tired eyes The cold has left me, the dark is gone There'll be time for sleep again when midnight comes. Daylight lingers as the evening fades A last impression of another day We leave no footprint on this sacred ground We leave no shadow, we leave no sound. That's how it's always been you make and lose friends you take the bad with the good beginning till the very end. That's how it always goes yeah, that's how it's always been while Angela's garden grows you do the best you can. We walk a common road, we sing the same song Life is so short for some, for some it's long It's not the years we have, it's not the days It's not how long we live, it's the way. That's how it's always been you make and lose friends you take the bad with the good beginning till the very end That's how it always goes yeah, that's how it's always been while Angela's garden grows you do the best you can.

Dorothy's Comin' Back Denes McIntosh Night owls and street freaks rush hour cowboys on the bus All the downtown ladies, they line the roadways stretching miles like locusts in the sun takin' the breath from my lungs love comes like a bandit in the night. Doubt, like dust, covers my soul guard dogs keep the curious away they come to feast on fools, wearing silk with satin shoes there's just too many minutes in the day love holds you like a promise then pushes you away again like fire. Chorus: Standing naked on one leg doin' my best to dance Dorothy's comin' back to Kansas The winter of my discontent darkness falls just like a silhouette love plays you like a trumpet then beats you like a drum it could be such an ordinary death. All the solitary fires are burning low and dying out alone. Chorus: Standing naked on one leg doin' my best to dance Dorothy's comin' back to Kansas You did not kill me you didn't have the strength you did not kill me my life just wasn't yours to take you'll be the last one left in line before the window closes for the night. Chorus: Standing naked on one leg doin' my best to dance Dorothy's comin' back to Kansas.

My Eyes Dance Denes McIntosh I've heard the sound of one hand clapping I beheld the Northern Lights I found clear water in the desert I felt the spirit late at night I've seen the risen Savior as He walked upon the clouds I've rubbed the belly of the Buddha touched the blessed holy shroud. Chorus: But my eyes dance at the sight of you, my knees get weak at your touch. I hear music at the sound of your voice, your laughter fills me up. I get excited at the mention of your name, you got me risin' at dawn. I get restless every time your away I just can't sleep when you're gone. I've been down to Morocco rode the Marrakech Express I got high in Casablanca, with the sacred and possessed. I've been seduced in Istanbul by both the beauty and the beast spilled my seed inside the temple following the feast. Chorus: But my eyes dance at the sight of you, my knees get weak at your touch. I hear music at the sound of your voice, your laughter fills me up. I get excited at the mention of your name, you got me risin' at dawn. I get restless every time your away I just can't sleep when you're gone. Bridge: One hand is clapping for the Northern Lights. Water runs clear in the night. I see the Savior walkin' across the clouds, Buddha he’s wearin’ a sacred shroud.

Hole in the Sun Denes McIntosh You could burn a hole in the sun with your smile melt the icecaps of the earth with your style take the finger from the trigger of a man who wants to die you could make a lame man walk a hundred miles. You could take the ugly from the world with your face make the kitchen sweep itself with your grace make a phone line never busy, a cheap wine have good taste make a man who's in a hurry want to wait. You could tame a raging storm with your charm make an angry man melt in your arms give a poor man promise, make a rich man buy the farm make him want to buy the horses and the barn. Chorus: You’re the sun to warm my soul, you’re the moon at night. You’re the one to warn me when I fall too far from the light You’re my wide open space babe, you set the fence on fire. You put the beat back in my heart and the heat in my desire. You could make a blind man see with your eyes make a strong man weak with desire take the dark out of the night, make every wrong seem right you could make a cold man warm with your fire. You could make a boy out of a man by your choice make a sad man sing and rejoice make a steady man stumble, give a clumsy man poise you could sway the vote with your voice. Chorus:

Atheist's Dilemma Denes McIntosh Fog settles in the valley far beneath a crown of glory mountains that can make a man sorry for his past. Every timber tells a story of the years gone before me bringing hope that the morning will not come to be my last. The peaks could reach no higher carved by heavens best designer I know of nothing finer than to lay beneath her breast. Clothed as no other in a coat of many colors how one could fail to love her, a man could only guess. Chorus: It's an Atheist's dilemma just let em try and tell ya this beauty came to be by some explosion beyond the moon. Well, I suppose the Mona Lisa was created by some freak who had a bit too much to drink while flinging paint around the room. The pyramids of Egypt just appeared as in a dream and no one really had to cut the stones to make em. Dylan didn't really write "Blowin' in the Wind" one night the song just wrote itself while he stood naked. The wind whispers softly breathing life into my body the pleasure it has brought me can never be denied. The sun warms my soul like an old friend comin' home chasin' the cold from inside me. Chorus: Spoken: Sittin’ alone on the top of the mountain. Thinkin’ about all the good things that we have. The friends we’ve found, I’m wonderin’ why we get down, why we lie, why we complain about our lives. Why we can’t let trouble lie. . . . . .like stone on the mountain. . . .. Like stone on a mountain.

Chicken Gravy Blues Denes McIntosh My baby she comes home now lookin' to cook me up somethin' fine my baby she comes home now to cook me up somethin' fine she makes the best damn chicken gravy this side of the Mason Dixon line. She makes some right nice sweet potatoes a mean old pot of black eyed peas makes some right nice sweet potatoes a mean old pot of black eyed peas makes the best damn chicken gravy this poor boy has ever seen. Chorus: Well I've tasted other cookin' but nothin's quite the same that pretty little woman she's drivin' me insane I don't know what in the world I'm gonna do I got them "ain't bad, I'm glad I have Chicken Gravy Blues". Repeat: Verse 1 Repeat: Chorus

If I Could Have My Way Denes McIntosh If I could have my way the sun would linger through the night. Your load would always be much lighter than mine and every wrong would be right. If I could have my way there'd be no worry or strife. Every word would be spoken with kindness with little reason to fight. Chorus: I will love you all day long and hope to melt the ancient ice I will sing you're favorite song And I will love you every day of my life. If I could have my way I'd put a smile on your face. Wake each morning with a glass of champagne spend another day in your grace. If I could have my way we'd work the garden in the shade. Let the world fix itself for a change take a nap in the heat of the day. Chorus: I will love you all day long and hope to melt the ancient ice I will sing you're favorite song And I will love you every day of my life. Bridge: The storms would die and the dead would live. The forlorn would wipe their eyes again. The rain would wash our lingering sin and you would always be my friend. Chorus: I will love you all day long and hope to melt the ancient ice I will sing you're favorite song And I will love you every day of my life.

Tough Guy Denes McIntosh Tough guy, hard as nails. Kiss the sky with your rage, shake the earth with your anger, make the innocent pay. Tough guy, heart of stone, chiseled head of hardened steel. Choke the meek with your hands, crush the weak with your heel. Chorus: Who the hell do you think you are to steal the dreams of a young man. To cut him down in his own front yard just because you can? Tough guy, gun in your hand, driven by your own self hate. Tear the son from a mothers arms at the closing of the day. Chorus: Who the hell do you think you are to steal the dreams of a young man. To cut him down in his own front yard just because you can? Chorus: Rant 1: Don’t give me that repression rap for your obsession with the aggression of the street man. The ammunition of the weak can make you think you’re bad, but you just mad. It’s sad. You been had by the big man. You just posse, he da boss see, and they just look to take your green, hook your blink like they took your ‘think’ And that impression is an accurate assessment of the scene. You be protectin’ their investment, respectin’ their testament, stressin’ on acceptance from the set like an adolescent, you fear rejection cause maybe mama wish you don’t be messin’ with that thing. So waste somebody now to make yoself feel gratified, satisfied, It’s insaneaside, you set your brain aside. Just let it fly by while you do the drive by, livin’ lies like they be truth. Tough guy blame it on a system that put it’s foot to your neck. But hey, anger ain’t no license for your deadly disrespect. Chorus: Rant 2: You be takin’ an eye for an eye Hopin’ that the other guy wind up blind like you be. But he never took your look, you just took one a his. . . and his life along wit it. You never could see, never learned to turn the other cheek freak. Never learned to be a man, just a puppet pimpin’ on the street bustin’ caps and poppin’ virgin ass like you be seein’ the big daddy’s doin’ on your MTV. You want your chicks for free. You expect respect from me but you won’t earn it, you don’t learn it. You ain’t give nothin’ but a lotta grief. Ain’t that heavy homey? Ain’t that just deep?

Sing it Low Denes McIntosh Got to get back to the water I been stranded much too long on the barren plains of Idaho where a man must sing a solitary song. Got to get back to the bounty where the river meets the sea with fruit trees growin’ down to the banks where the wind is quietly calling me. Got to get back to the music I learned when I was a child three chords and a simple tune with a harmony to make a poor man smile. Chorus: Sing it, sing it low my friend sing it, sing it sweet move your heart towards the sky move your body to the beat. Sing it, sing it low my friend sing it, sing it please lift your voice along with mine sing it once with me. Got to get back down to the beaten path where my family walked before when a child knew daddy was comin' home in the evening when he got off work. Got to get back to the alter of my innocence long ago when a man's word was a lasting bond and his worth wasn't measured in gold. Chorus: Sing it, sing it low my friend sing it, sing it sweet move your heart towards the sky move your body to the beat. Sing it, sing it low my friend sing it, sing it please lift your voice along with mine sing it once with me. Bridge: "Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home." Well I looked over Jordan and what did I see comin’ for to carry me home I saw a band of angels comin’ after me comin’ for to carry me home. "Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home Swing low sweet chariot comin' for to carry me home."

40 Days Without Water Denes McIntosh Road song like the wind through my soul I'm at the mercy of the Muse. How long can I continue to go on without water, without you? 40 days can be a lifetime 40 nights without sleep like Jesus in the desert Like Ghandi in the street. Dylan Thomas at the bar Like Mohammed in the ring Like Geronimo on a mission Like Martin Luther King. 40 days without water 40 nights without sleep I'd give 40 pounds of flesh just to hear your heart beat. Chorus: 40 days without water 40 days without water 40 days without water 40 nights without sleep. 40 days without water 40 nights without sleep I'd give 40 pounds of flesh just to hear your heart beat. Road song like the wind through my soul I'm at the mercy of the Muse. How long can I continue to go on without water, without you?

I'll be Safe Denes McIntosh Let it rain on me let the north wind howl let the lightning scream let the thunder growl Let the river rage let the devil call let the valley quake let the mountain fall. Chorus: I’ll be OK. I’ll be safe There’s a place where it cannot touch me. I’ll be OK babe, I’ll be safe Just in knowing you have loved me. Let the rumors fly let the anger burn let the subtle lies take a vicious turn Let the darkness come let the music fade let the heartless ones lead the death parade. Chorus: I'll be O.K. I'll be safe There's a place where it cannot touch me I'll be O.K. babe, I'll be safe There’s a guiding light above me.

God Forsaken Land Denes McIntosh Run baby run dogs are nipping at your feet the thunders rolling like a train it'll knock you to your knees. Run baby run the devils on the loose he's come to take you down tonight you got to pay your dues. Run baby run the beast is in the field he's tearin' up the heartland gonna take what he can steal. Chorus: No warning sign’s been posted just an old and weathered fence along a solitary road running off into the past. There are many who have traveled this god forsaken land leaving dreams to die along the way they couldn't carry all of them. This is no mans land the abandoned highway you can find it on the map but it don't run my way. This is no mans land the place of my birth got to carry your own water or you'll die out here of thirst. Run baby run don't be stopping here alone the air is hotter than a pistol and it's dryer than a bone. Run baby run don't come back this way again put your eyes on the horizon put your mind on what's ahead. Chorus:

The River Denes McIntosh Log jam, the river can find it's way around the bend Jump the banks, run the length of any border land. When the rain begins to fall and it don't begin to stop the river leaves an ocean where there used to be a pond. We'll be gathering our friends our pictures and our pets in a frantic afternoon cause that's all the time we get. We'll be standing in a line huddled close against the storm for another cup of coffee and a blanket to keep warm. Chorus: Build your house up on the mountain set your feet upon the rock when the water gets to rising the town begins to talk. We shoulda followed Jesus shoulda took him to the dance if the water should recede I hope we get another chance.