Rock Glenn I

by Rock Glenn

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released 01 December 2014

Mixed By: Peter Glenn Connolly
Mastered By: www.landr.com

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Rock Glenn Castile, New York

Rock Glenn is a creative outlet for a group of Western New York musicians. It is the brainchild of one man's hoarded history of songwriting, with the recordings pieced together from jam sessions and each member's home studio contributions.

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Track Name: Darkness Comes
She lies awake in the bedroom, as my hands rub along her back.
The light goes out and I wanna shout, won't you tell me what it's all about?

She sits in the other room, as the cold nibbles on my back.
Cold wind blows as a light bulb goes, and he tells her that her beauty glows.

Don't you know that I feel it, I feel it when darkness comes. She screams and the nighttime howls when daylight fades and he comes.

Two paths in the living room, she says it's too late to turn back.
At first glance when I get my chance, I'll shine a light on her dance.
I'm gonna shine a light on her dance.

Won't you tell me what it's all about?
Track Name: Radiance
Weeks ago I saw caramel, tangerine cinnamon and lime green, sky blue hiding behind the gold of her hair.
And yesterday everything seemed so clear, a vibrant image clung to the corners of my mind.
But today is gray and dark and brown and white.
It's not a black and white world, 'cause she is all the colors.
No it's not a black and white world, 'cause she is all the colors.
I know even in darkness the yellow of a star is gonna shine through.
And even against a wall of white, the atmosphere shines blue.
But as I'm stuck in shades of gray, an old film plays in my head.

A change ain't coming from believing, it'll happen when you act, your vision's trapped inside so let it shine.
Say I know I can make this happen, I won't rely on anyone. Your God can't touch me when my will sets on fire.
Such grace is only found in a woman, and I know her name is...
Track Name: Thick Skin
She got a way to wear it on her sleeve, yeah. She got rubbed the wrong way.
She wants to bitch at everything you say, she ain't got no time to play.
She's just a prude she's rude with an ego, she got it coming one of these days. And all she does is complain.

Girl needs some thicker skin, yeah.
Gonna give her my thick skin.
Gonna give it to her nice and thick. Gonna give her my thick skin.

Her blood boils, but she don't get hot. She takes offense and she whines a lot.
Girl's dry she's a dust storm and all.
gonna get her humid and hot
gonna give her all that I've got.
Track Name: Four Corners
Sunken with the shadows, a stranger to myself
I walk with a swagger straight into hell.
I come with the conviction to ease my pain.
A deals in the works, stay out of the way.

The Doctor is in, with her potions and sins,
And my advocate wins when the mixing begins

She rides with a horseman with blood on his hands.
And he doesn't smile til my willpower bends.

I've tripped on the tracks, so don't even ask.
'cause you don't know, just how fucked up I am.
I'm four corners shy of perfection tonight.
and I can't even find the strength to put up a fight.

Sitting in the shadows just a puddle of myself.
Tormented and weak I'm under your spell.
I've left myself abandoned in a desert of greed.
And I pray for you to send me straight back to hell.

I never want to walk the streets without a purpose,
A shadow of a frame, a ghost with no name.
And I've seen a fight, but where is the war?
This peace is a sin, the curse of a whore.

Just move the first piece and I'll tear you apart,
The pain's in the details the joy's in my heart.
I'm four corners shy of perfection tonight.
and I can't even find the strength to put up a fight.
Track Name: Creekfront Property
I was caught in a lie, residing by a stream of desperate measures. Without you.
We're caught in a time of mistrust, longing, angst and lack of virtue. Where are you?
I got a foot that was made for braking, another made for standing still. An iron will.
Eighty three feet from the dirt road, a hundred miles from the city. I breathe easy.
I'll just weather out the days without you now.
I got three ears for the vocal crickets, one eye for the fireflies,
and two stumps for sittin' by the stream.
I got a rhythm for the pounding hail, the politics, the lies.
Gonna keep on livin' 'til I die.

There's an aura floatin' down the stream now, declares its endless years of yearning. A fire burning.
A man digs his roots to bedrock, and surrounds himself with sin and asphalt. It's not his fault.
Out here there aren't many roads, a million paths throughout the forest. The world seems endless.
Every second is a fork in this road, so wisely, timely choose your way, or simply stay.
Your thoughts will change from day to day.

The stars guide us along the creek-bed.
And the night is cooled in a somber dew.
As the fire declares it's heated warnings.
We'll act as if we hardly even knew.
The birds, sing their songs but no one cares.
And they join in a tune with no despair.
But the world, this world is always moving.
Creation is only bred from her destroying.
And the floods, whither and fade away.
And the droughts give a rest to all decay.
As the earth cradles us to sleep.
And the years they never just repeat.
Oh where is everything we thought we knew?
It's in the creek with yesterday morning's dew.
Track Name: Girl In A Magazine
A dream is worth a million thoughts,
And I dream in chapters of a larger story.
It all grew from a single seed,
A glossy photo in a magazine.

You should have seen her eyes,
I swear she's staring at me.
And I swear she's so smart, her skins so soft, her laugh is perfect.
Her smell, her taste, her hair, her perfect face.

Is the girl in the magazine, the same girl who appears in my dreams?
We've shared a thousand hours, it seems to me she knows me so well.
Is the girl in the magazine, the same girl who appears in my dreams?
We've shared a million moments, stolen from my fantasies.

I spend every waking moment, replaying these dreams.
Perfection never seemed so real and so within reach.
Her eyes, her voice, her cries she needs me so.
Her smile, her curves, her legs, she's out there somewhere.

Is the girl in the magazine, the same girl who appears in my dreams?
This girl in the magazine that I've never opened past page three.
Is she as lovely in real life, as she is in my dreams?
I'm afraid it'll kill me to find, she's just a character in my mind.
Track Name: I'll Get Where I'm Going When I Get There
It's been a long long trail, but I'm stuck on the path ahead.
Nothing but a smokescreen in the air.
It'll be a long long time 'fore, we're nice to each other
Here's to hoping we make it there.

Sure you're too cute now, everyone's so nice to you.
Talk to me in twenty years.
Yeah, I'm sure I got a ticket to hell, just like you,
But, I'll get where I'm going when I get there.

You'll be damn surprised to find,
You're not better than anyone.
You'll be damned when it strikes you deep inside,
You're alone in all this, too.

It's been a cold cold winter, but everyday the sun seems to show.
I can feel the air blow through my bones.
I know a thing or two about leaving, somebody stranded.
I just got a shock that you would too.

You'll be damn surprised to find,
You're not better than anyone.
You'll be damned when it strikes you deep inside,
You're alone in all this, too.

"Listen to you, you hard ass man, you probably cried when you lost me.
The hate in your voice, let's me know it's true.
You'll be damned to hear I don't think much of myself,
But I'm better off alone than to be with you."
Track Name: Happy Chair
Oh what do you hate more than yourself?
Do you hate their heaven, your personal hell?

Oh, to hate, is to love misery, and such.
Oh, I hate, hate, I can't stomach your hate.

Do you hate their money, and hate your job?
Can you control hate, can you make it stop?
Do you hate his color, his clothes, his laugh?
Do you feel pain on another's behalf?

Oh to hate is to seek, those things you don't need.
Oh I hate, hate, I can't stomach your hate.

Do you hate his friends, his car, his hair?
If he hated you would you even care?
Is it something he did or something he said?
How can you live with yourself as you wish him dead?

Oh, to hate is to kill, any decency we've left.
Oh, I hate, hate, I can't stomach your hate.
Oh, to hate is to love, misery, and such.
Oh, I hate, hate, I hate your hate.
Track Name: The Other Side Of Jordan
Pull off the coat roll up the sleeve, these are among the hardest parts in the world to travel.
No soldiers will set us free, because for all we know, all of these soldiers are against us.
For the devil on two sticks was a marching on the bricks, all night on the other side of Jordan.

But the night was cool this fourth of July, and the rockets shed no tears.
And the echos reign in the atmosphere, and the rockets purged my fears.

Have you been dreaming of a ride in the sunset? Have you been feeling for freedom and fighting in all the wrong places?
Have you had your fair share of tough breaks? Have your fair share of thick chains? Have you had enough of your lashings?
So you best watch what you say, and you best start to make your way, all the way to the other side of Jordan.

But the night was cool this fourth of July, and the rockets shed no tears.
And the echos reign in the atmosphere, and the rockets purged my fears.
And the days wore on, through August and on and the flag flew faded in the air.
And the echos rang out loud and clear, and I hadn't a single fear.

Speak up or be lost to the hours, rise up or be lost to the years, it's a free for all for freedom for all.
A free for all for freedom for all, a free for all for freedom for all... a free for all for freedom that's all.
A free for all...
Track Name: One Way Ticket Out Of Greenville
Been the longest ride of my life. Gonna, fly back home.
The sere smell of whiskey, is Gonna,
Drive me home.
Lately I find myself lonesome,
and the lonesome's grown.
Gotta fly, gotta punch my ticket,
Gotta make it known.

I fear my heart is livin' at home.
Should never leave home without me, or just never leave home.
I'll never leave home.

Turn my chin up high to the atmosphere.
Down to Baton Rouge.
Six Forty's early for a landing.
High time, it's too soon.
Home don't show up on the radar,
Always on my mind.
Gotta fly, gotta get out fine,
Gotta run and hide.

I fear my heart is livin' at home.
I fear my heart is livin' at home.
I fear my heart is livin' at home.
Should never leave home without me, or just never leave home.
Never leave home.

“We got to get them out.”