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1.
If I were a poet , I'd write mysterious verse they’d end with first line and the middle'd come first When I went to a reading The whole room would swoon And if I read for 2 hours they’d say I ended too soon When a poem is the forest and a word is a tree If I were a poet, that’s the poet I’d be If I were a poet, I’d be misunderstood No one would get me, I would be that good Iambic pentameter is for sissies and hacks three quatrains and a couplet and this sonnet ain’t turning back When a poem is the forest and a word is a tree If I were a poet, that’s the poet I’d be I’d rebel against rebels and only drink to excess out of beauty & order I’d birth this unholy mess I’d curse and I’d spit Grovel & growl shout would be whisper whisper be howl If I were a poet, I'd brag and cry About how rich and how famous I’ll be when I die Academics and rockstars I taught them all that they learned The whole world would marvel at every phase that I turned When a poem is the forest and a word is a tree If I were a poet, that’s the poet I’d be
2.
I Would Too 03:52
I Would Too music and lyrics Howard Markman © BMI 2016 She's slept with half the men in town
no scarlet letter no thorny crown
Her love life reads like a bad chain letter, you'd think by now that she'd know better
Know better what she shouldn't do
You'd think by know that I would too She can talk some trash she can dish some dirt
She says she likes the pain but not the hurt
She hides here scares under skin tight leather, you'd think by now that she'd know better
Know better what she shouldn't do
You'd think by now that I would too

You'd think by now that she could read the writing on the wall
You'd think by now she'd realize what's down that long dark hall I bet she don't recall my name
After a while we all look the same
I knew the score when I first met her, you'd think by now that I'd know better Know better what I shouldn't do
You'd think by now that she would too
3.
New Old Man 03:06
New Old Man he still wears jeans and they’re still blue they look worn in, but they’re brand new for that kind of style, you’re gonna pay but he can’t wait to tell you, back in the day.... he joined the SDS, he rallied and marched now he collects vinyl as a investment art he’s got a pony tail and a retirement plan let me introduce you to the new old man he liked marriage so much he tried it three times now he pays alimony for all of his crimes at least for the ones where he got caught I guess there are some things that just can’t be taught So he dates a lot now, he’s a man about town he can still get it up and still get way down Thanks to a little blue pill and a caribbean tan let me introduce you to the new old man his watch cost more then my car and is car cost more than my house the drugs he takes are all legal now but they all leave a very bitter taste in his mouth no one calls him grandpa, well not to his face and he knows more about denial then he knows about grace still he keeps on pushing like he can make the sun rise now there bags underneath, but no stars in his eyes set out to change the world and set things right now he changes the channel in the middle of the night when the news reminds him what became of his plan let me introduce you to the new old man
4.
Giving Up The Ghost listen to the trains, they haunt you in dreams life seems like another unraveling seam the ghost of what you were, unable to leave you’ve run out of excuses to believe walk down to the station, the station isn’t there kick the dirt, just pacing below sun’s heartless glare tracks rusted and broken, useless as a missing part it’s got no answers or fresh starts come to me, oh come to me cry like absent rain come to me and stop wasting time listening to trains clouds descend, like a murder of crows ways you’ve failed, lies you’ve been told wild and stuck inside of something you can’t tame it’ll keep taunting until you learn its name come to me, oh come to me come out of the rain come to me and stop wasting time listening to trains
5.
Another Day 02:26
Another Day His glasses fall right off his face and disappear without a trace He stands up to sit back down & what’s been lost cannot be found The nurse comes in she pokes & prods The test comes back what were the odds of unintended consequence all the facts they don’t make sense And so it seems he’ll stay Another day The room is bright, but he can’t see he doesn’t know that it’s me Still he grabs my hand & holds it tight & there’s no way to make this right So I fill out forms, dot the I’s That lead to further compromise Right down the path of most resistance no matter what was his insistence Here is where he’ll stay Another day His glasses fall right off his face and disappear without a trace the lines and stoke the ember the smoke forgets the light remembers
6.
Buddha Blue 04:06
Buddha Blue Someone’s down in the kitchen I can hear the smoke through the floor Someone’s mixing up the rain and the wind I can smell it beating on the door I know his coat won’t protect me sometimes the worst it comes true so i light the incense with my cigarette call it Buddha Blue I was walking through a dream last Friday night I was tossing and turning all day All the sights and the sounds, the bark of the hounds All I could do was to turn away Tune it out, turn it off, deny and distract Anything to get me through Volume and speed is all that i need and you call it Buddha Blue Mixing oil and blood, power and place body bags full of denial while they bully and jeer and sell us more fear a nation’s soul goes on trial Someone's down in the kitchen I could laugh and I could cry Someone's mixing up the wind and the rain Stirring up the how and why Been bad before just outside the door But it's bleak inside here too Meditate on greed and hate And call it Buddha Blue (alternate last verse) Someone’s down in the kitchen I could laugh or I could cry Someone’s mixing up the rain and the wind They know how but they don’t know why (Now success is just getting by) it’s been bad before they’re always at the door but this is bleaker than I ever knew meditate on the greed and the hate and you call it Buddha Blue
7.
Vodka And Peppermint Tea through the rising steam I can barely see coming from the vodka and peppermint tea The night we met time stood still you were wanted for murder, if looks could kill let me buy you a drink, you said “the first round’s on me” she ordered vodka and peppermint tea As we left the bar, asked my name I knew my life would never be the same everything was new, dangerous, and free I could feel vodka and peppermint tea through the rising steam I can barely see coming from the vodka and peppermint tea you stopped the car on the railroad tracks you said enjoy the rush and just relax you said it’s all about trust, you said baby trust me on her lips I tasted (the) vodka and peppermint tea our time was wild our days a blur tight leather, hot wax, every growl and purr even your safe word was allons-y mine became vodka and peppermint tea through the rising steam I can barely see coming from the vodka and peppermint tea
8.
Are You Alright Don’t ask the question, if you don’t what to hear the fox and the dragon quickly appear this could be the day, but it’s the heart of the night with her hand on my chest she asks baby, are you alright? The story is warn and too many times told all of the riches in life are not gold or silver or dollars and don’t fit in a vault and none of my bad dreams are ever your fault and i try hard to hold on and at once let go this life that i’m leading is mostly for show to keep it all loose and wrap it up tight in the bed next to me she says baby are you alright? it’s not the thunder it’s the lightening I fear and all of the kind words and thoughts of good cheer from well meaning strangers & cherished old friends still we all know how this story ends Don’t ask the question, I haven’t a clue & I’m sorry for all this shit I put you through some blame the moon & others the stars & the prison i live in doesn’t have bars you can see with your eyes or touch with your fingers long after the fall the memory lingers and holds me so tight it gets hard to breathe and it’s up to you if you want to believe or want to be brave or get lost in the night with her hand in my hand she asks baby, are you alright
9.
Good On Ya 04:52
Good On Ya good on ya good on ya pal you broke the chains and you broke your vows so raise your glass then raise another good on ya pal, good on ya brother it’s such a feeling, like i can breathe again some won’t get it, but i’m sure you will my friend my life got so complicated she got so old and so jaded we got mired in the muck so i changed my life i changed my own luck good on ya good on ya pal you broke the chains and you broke your vows so raise your glass then raise another good on ya pal, good on ya brother she makes me feel young almost as young as her and look at that body, still she’s wise and mature Don’t call this some mid life fling i feel it in my heart No this is the real thing i'll show i've learned a thing or two i'll do it right with her, all that i did wrong with you so i changed my life i changed my own luck good on ya good on ya pal you broke the chains and you broke your vows so raise your glass then raise another good on ya pal, good on ya brother Now I follow my bliss I follow my heart and the kid's will know I still care every other christmas and at summer faire one day they understand and in 10 more years when they watch me do it all again so i changed my life i changed my own luck good on ya good on ya pal you broke the chains and you broke your vows so raise your glass then raise another good on ya pal, good on ya brother
10.
Between The Glasphalt And The Stars i remember we were 10 years old, that's when i knew the street was on fire i could feel it through my bedroom walls, the heartbeat and the desire or with my nose pressed up against the glass, in the back seat of my parents' car, eating dinner down at me jan lows, between the glasphalt and the stars i remember 16 years old, the street was learning our name from sherman's to ted's every word that was said, burned into my brain. trying to decide who we would be, not seeing who we already are. eating dinner down at me jan lows, between the glasphalt and the stars i remember 21 years old, i thought the streets were mine from the market to the bay, upstairs in no fish today, the whole city was my valentine making music, we were just making it up, making love behind the marble bar still eating dinner down at me jan lows, between the glasphalt and the stars now these glasses aren't rose, its as plain as the nose on these good olds of hit and run still now and again, sitting here with you my friend. better days are still to come now i walk these streets that dance to a beat that i can barely recall or that i never knew, and all that it grew, begins to bend and then fall as it should be and then there's you and me, and a piano and a guitar (singing about) eating dinner down at me jan lows, between the glasphalt and the stars

credits

released February 12, 2016

Chas Marsh - Bass & Vocals
Glenn Workman - Keyboards & Vocals
Jim Hannah - Drums & Vocals
Howard Markman Guitars & Vocals
special guest
Dan Naiman on Tenor & Baritone saxophones

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Dave Nachodsky at
Invisible Sound Studios
4401 Eastern Ave Baltimore Maryland 21224
invisiblesoundstudios.com

Graphic Design - Ron Reed
Cover Photograph - Sally Hutchins
Band Photographs - Steve Parke

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! by Howard Markman (c) 2016 BMI
by Howard Markman & Eleanor Lewis (c) 2016 BMI
# by Howard Markman & Chas Marsh (c) 2016 BMI/SESAC

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