Deep Lines Among the Shallows

Featuring: Michael T - Singin‘, Songwritin’, Guitars Gabe Nelson (Cake, Bellygunner) - Bass Rami Jaffee (Foo Fighters, Wallflowers) - Keys Dusty Watson (The Sonics, Supersuckers, Concrete Blonde) - Drums Sam Bolle (Dick Dale, Donovan Frankenreiter) - Bass Doug Pettibone (Lucinda Williams, John Mayer) - Pedal Steel, Guitars Tay Strathairn (Dawes) - Piano Dennis Caplinger (Eric Clapton, Nickel Creek) - Fiddle, Dobro, Banjo Caleb Roseberry - Lead Guitars Jay Gonzalez (Drive by Truckers) - Honky Tonk Piano Onikhol Wells-Howard - My Goodness That Voice!!

The Good People of Los Angeles

All the good people of Los Angeles
Will you hold hands with us
As we march down the middle of Melrose Avenue
The singers leave the city an empty desert shell
The chateau never sells
A Maserati’s up on blocks out in front of my house

Chorus
So even though (oooh) the freeway is slow (aaah)
The daydream keeps us high
Don’t no one beg (oooh) for another peg (aaah)
and your headshot never lies

Refinement moves through lack like choice is everything
A birdless bastard wing
Pitched a tent on a bridge over eastbound 10 tonight

Chorus
And even though (oooh) they may say hello (aaah)
The weight will bend your spine
There’s a tumble down (oooh) then we sleep the ground (aaah)
While the starlets stand in line

All the good people of Los Angeles
Will you please pray with us
At the mass over there at Hollywood and Vine

Somewhere in Montana
She’s as quiet as a candle
If they ask about her road
Don’t no one know

See the car will just keep driving
The time will just keep timing
The air will just keep
Telling me to breathe

So I just breathe
In a stick shift driver’s seat
I just breathe
Nothing stays long underneath
But I just breathe
I just breathe
I just breathe

If Grams could stop me leaving
Through a door that’s labeled dreaming
I don’t think I heard her
utter such a word

No, she said sweetness get to flying
Visit when we all aren’t dying
And smell some flowers
by the Rusty Water Road

Oh just breathe
Like the air we have is clean
Yeah just breathe
July lungs and lightening trees
We just breathe
We just breathe
Baby just breathe

Spend the night in Whitefish summer
The folk song sung is such a lover
And all the spotlight ever brought
A man was bugs

He finished up so late on Sunday
Hung his hat to find on Monday
And all the asthma that he grew to love returned

So just breathe
Oh just breathe
Yes just breathe

Bad at Love

She isn’t bad to see going
She isn’t bad to see come
She isn’t bad because better is harder to do
She is just bad at love

And when she goes down
She goes down in flames
And when she comes ’round
She forgets my name
And when she goes high
The lows seem so sane
But I always know why

She isn’t bad to see going
She isn’t bad to see come
She isn’t bad because better is harder to do
She is just bad at love

The world may have shut her down
But everybody bears the blame
Her inside voice left town
And the walls are all thin again
The evening left a lie
This new day is just the same
And I’ll always know why

She isn’t bad to see going
She isn’t bad to see come
She isn’t bad because better is harder to do
She is just bad at love

Handful

She’s a Handful of Rock n Roll
From the Hollywood sign to the desert’s pull
Nobody hears a word when they’re looking at her
Just bold as love from a careless whisper

She’s a Handful
Oh, She’s a Handful

She’s handful of nothing knew
Tripping out East in a sepia hue
Never jealous of the settle of a quiet night
Better sleeping in the aisle of a red-eye flight

She’s a handful
Oh, She’s a Handful

And her mother raised her once
never raised her voice to fuss
about a handful

She’s a handful of stars and soul
Holding up her heart that a spotlight stole
They didn’t have her pass in the guest list line
So they asked if I could leave then they gave her mine

She’s a handful
Oh, She’s a Handful

Sometimes you just make your own sunshine
Sometimes you’re just making thunderheads
Sometimes you just daydream in a worn out chair
Sometimes you just can’t get out of bed
For all those times, you’re lifting folks up
For all those times, you lay your troubles down
For all those times you’re lifting good folks all the way up you’re layin’ your troubles down

Somedays I can be what Mama taught me
Somedays I’m the back of Daddy’s hand
Somedays I can write like I’m a Nashville cat
Somedays I am told to leave the band
For all those days of lifting folks up
For all those days there’s nowhere further down
For all those days of lifting good folks all the way up
Someday is where we’re bound

Somewhere there’s a life that used to know me
Somewhere to hide til I get old
Somewhere is nowhere then you pack your bags
For somewhere in the myth my story told
For all those times
For all those times
For all those times someday we’ll have more time

Down in Laurel Canyon where the echoes good
They pretend they aren’t Kings of Hollywood
Haystack and the needle, no one could
Find any humble in words so good
Came in from Carolina, left the quietest woods
They said I’d make it real big here in Hollywood
But no one does
no one does
no one does
I know it sounds strange Mama, but no one does
Bright lights have got they arms around me tight and good
A prelude for the darkness in all likelihood
Just hear me sing so lonely ’round the neighborhood
I really hope they love me here in Hollywood
(Chorus)

Julietta Julietta
So the sunset has a name
and they made you into punk rock dreams
Then left you all the same

Julietta Julietta
When the fog has all rolled in
Did you dance to all the Black Flag songs
Or get lawyered up with Ginn

Julietta Julietta
How’d the platforms get so high
Were they built by all the broken hearts
And heavy hearted sighs
Heavy sighs

Heavy hearted sighs

Julietta Julietta
Someone drove all through the night
Rock the Casbah on the radio
Well it always sounded right

Julietta Julietta
Means the lipsticks always red
Means the choruses are meaningless
Cause the verse sticks in your head
In your head

The verse is in your head

Julietta Julietta
I know we never talked again
But I was happy just to play a show
With the other local bands
Local bands

Local shitty bands

You catch a man down river
He could’ve run that way forever
He has worn a path through the great green world
Overflowing every bended bank
Just leave me here down river
I lived my life so quickly
So young and sweet and sickly
I know my lies never left the walls, stained glass never made a sound
It all went by too quickly
We all are walkin’ home tonight – Leave a light on
Breathing in my baby’s bright – Leave a light on
Your silhouette is such a sight – With the light on
Can we spread you any thinner
Like an L.A. double winner
Living like a hustle on her bended knee
The wind will make her prayers collide
You’ll fade away never been here
Open up your eyes my Dove
See how far you fly above
But really what’s it matter if they never stay
She whispered in a tired smile
It means everything undreamed of

So Grandma’s sound is cold and empty
And Papa’s heart would callous gently
They gave us all of this forever and for show
That may not look like much to you
We watch like hawks and then we do
The dogs recline with all the blows they’ve ever known

I am now emptier than solo
The sun is gone yet there’s my shadow
And all this bad news that we made
Flushes my skin here in the shade

We let the daytime travel slowly
Cause shorter nights are not as lonely
Remember when stars were all that ever filled your eyes
Then as the years bowed with the heavy
Our limbs gave up so slow and steady
The city lights made all the stars just little lies

And woman I dreamt we’d last forever
Isn’t our head just lies and clever
Glasses half full with make believe
Now I never talk and you can’t leave

And woman I thought we’d last forever
Isn’t our head just lies and clever
We’ve got glasses half full with make believe
Now I never talk and you can’t leave

So Grandma’s sound is cold and empty

It’s an under budget, backyard wedding
With a barely sober bride
The Father, Son and The Holy Spirit
Gonna have to turn their eyes
The summer weeds got pulled today
The dog ain’t got no bark
Her younger brothers might just be coming
But their car won’t seem to start

These are my folks These are my folks
These are my folks
Yes, dreams and lives and hopes

Our Uncle he’s a hippy and he’s always late
I mean he never really even shows up
But his record collections like a history lesson
We’re drinking from his lovin cup

These are my folks These are my folks
These are my folks
Yes, dreams and lives and hopes

In Anchorage Alaska there’s a thrift store bride
Givin boys a California whiplash
I walk her down the aisle with a grin a quarter mile
I ain’t Johnny but she’s June Carter Cash

These are my folks, These are my folks
Yes, dreams and lives and hopes
Yes, schemes and lies and jokes
Yes, here these are my folks

Come on down to the State House darlin’
We’re gonna have a march
Lace up your shoes, we’re makin’ fake news
And this is how it starts
We bring out all the ones we love
The ones we hate can come too
Gather round with a hand held high
And this is what we do

We fight back
We get pissed
We refuse
We resist

Shout it out all the window frames
We need people in the streets
Girls and boys, a righteous noise
Melodies of marching feet
Our voices heard no feeble songs
A well-worn road so wide
If you tire out we will bear you up
The battle is yours and mine

We fight back
We get pissed
We refuse
We resist

Come on out and make the asphalt rattle
Our feet from flesh to bones
This land is mine, this land is yours
Ain’t got no room for kings and thrones

Singing songs of deeply felt
Wordy and intense
She thinks that I am full of shit
And genuine a mess
This is here
This is happiness
This is ever after
This is sickness, maybe health
If she is mine I cannot tell

I do, oh Lord I do
I do, yes I guess I do

I do declare she is the sweetest thing
That ever stabbed me in the back
I cannot speak as she walks away
Singing verses from Back in Black

This courthouse love is a dying kind
Giving up just gets too easy
So we fight all night
Until eyelid light
Passed out she finally frees me

I do, oh Lord I do
I do, yes I guess I do

I do even though her Mama says I’m the laziest man she know
I do even though her Mama says I’m the simplest man she know

We did the dance as long as we did
Tenderness has reached its peak
But nobody cares and the cops don’t come
And it never makes the cover of Newsweek

I do, oh Lord I do
I do, yes I guess I do

I do even though her Mama says I’m the laziest man she know
I do even though her Mama says I’m the simplest man she know

solo

Singing songs of deeply felt
Wordy and intense
She thinks that I am full of shit
And genuine a mess

I do, oh Lord I do
I do, yes I guess I do

I do even though her Mama says I’m the laziest man she know
I do even though her Mama says I’m the simplest man she know
I do even though her Mama says I’m the leastest man she know

Well indeed I am sorry
That the rabbit hole led to you
She left me in Berdoo one night
And I didn’t know what to do

I’ll always find some sweeter thing
With maybe less a clue
And bless her heart with sensitive words
Until she says what I can do

Get the hell gone
Ain’t there a road you need to be on
Get the hell gone
Make it quick and make it long
Get the hell gone, Get the hell gone, Get the hell gone

See all these good folks used to know me
A little rough around the edge
But it just ain’t true I swear to you
On the better days ahead

We can drink our way to kinder talk
Find a modest home to hide
Sleep on the floor in a bed of lies
Until the police say it’s time

To get the hell gone
Ain’t there a road you need to be on
Get the hell gone
Make it quick and make it long
Get the hell gone, Get the hell gone, Get the hell gone

Well indeed I am sorry
That the rabbit hole led to you
Nowhere else to hide my hide
The snake’s successful coup

They said we’d never make it out
A younger fool that leads to older doubt
Buried deep beneath a breathless crowd
My words are swallowed when I try to shout

We cast a shadow and it’s good to see
The sun just parts the way for you and me
And when it sets we always be
A rooted firm, sturdy standing tree

We do not go it alone
Proud and strong, even on our own
Together we are giant
We are

The house is lathe and plaster strong
Who gives a shit if it all is gone
Climb out the window to the roof at dawn
And wake the sun with a pin drop song

We do not go it alone
Proud and strong, even on our own
Together we are giant
We are

I’ll wait for you when you’re gone
On my own even seems like strong
Together we are giant
We are

An empty house is bare of misery
Our curtains wide so every soul can see
Take to the air saying we all are free
Once we are one we will forever be

We do not go it alone
Proud and strong, even on our own
Together we are giant
We are

I’ll wait for you when you’re gone
On my own even seems like strong
Together we are giant
We are

California has fallen into the ocean
California has fallen into the sea
All the beautiful people are floating
The only one that’s sinking is me

Maybe I’ll blame the moon
You never know what will go down when the sun leaves the room
See we are faithfully getting older
The unease underneath was everything I told her

You’d better learn to swim
These aren’t the shallow depths you’ve gotten yourself in here
Soundlessly we are sinking
Never hear a word above the deafening of our thinking

Chorus

My memories are tree-lined
Swinging like a kid all around the street signs
Her look like I had stolen
I lost my breath and then just taken by the ocean

Chorus

Oh beauty please, don’t leave our home
We have too much love here to be left alone
We come full circle and burn the bridge
We lose our old house down a crumbling ridge
(shine a light)

Dead leaves in the driveway slowly turn to earth
As we all die the same way, no matter our birth
So we sing out some porch songs to whites of blue eyes
That start seeing colors and then hastily blind
(shine a light)

We now give heed to, we now give heed to
The shadows in the far reaches of the yard
We didn’t need to, we didn’t need to
Then they crept right up and stole our Daddy’s car
They won’t get far

I don’t know my neighbors, we rarely say hi
We close sturdy wood doors and essentially hide
We make our hate muted like a brother gone bad
But there will be hell to pay by the fist of our Dad
(shine a light)

We let the house linger, weathered and aged
The hardwood is cracked and old, it makes a cacophonous rage
Do we pay no attention, it’s some other’s turn
Or do we take hammers and hands until our muscles burn
(shine a light)