Out of Sorts

 

I'm out of sorts, I'm out of sorts

Can't tell me I'm me no more

I'm in a bind with paint in my eyes

Can't tell me I'm me no more

 

Tell me again

Don't leave me my friend

I'm all broke down now 

And my day’s at an end

 

I've got to run, I've got to run

Can't tell me I'm me no more

You looked in my eyes, you looked in my eyes

You didn't love me no more

 

See me again

Don't leave me my friend

I'm all broke down now 

And my day’s at an end

 

If we don't go home right now, the cops are gonna get us and take us down

I thought you might see the sweet-eyed sea in this old market town

If you don't give me a sign, all of them will get up and into line

I thought you might see the sweet-eyed sea in this old market town

 

I've got to run, I've got to run

Can't tell me I'm me no more

You looked in my eyes, you looked in my eyes

You didn't love me no more

 

See me again

Don't leave me my friend

I'm all broke down now

And my day’s at an end


 

Jack and Blow

 

I never slept with you

Even that one Sunday afternoon

And all I wanted was a sweet romance

To bring me back with you

 

You never wrote me back

So all that week I wore only black

And all I wanted was a sweet romance

To bring me back with you

 

Summer came I was all full of blame

I watched the leaves go from green to grey

Evening was low

It was all jack and blow

I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow

You talked slow

 

I never followed you

Cause all I thought you'd say was you miss me too

And all I wanted was a sweet romance

To bring me back with you

 

You never saw the trees

On that lonely road to hell with me

And all I wanted was a sweet romance

To bring me back with you

 

Summer came I was all full of blame

I watched the leaves go from green to grey

Evening was low

It was all jack and blow

I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow

I fell to my knees and you talked to me slow

You talked slow

I never slept with you

Even that one Sunday afternoon

And all I wanted was a sweet romance

To bring me back with you

 

Diamonds

 

Diamonds, don’t come and get to me

Laying there in the sand

I’d forgotten how much it means to me

When you sit there holding my hand

 

I don't like your lonesome ways

They’re pushing me death-bound

Maybe I'll see the day or maybe just the sound

 

Forgive me for innocence lost

I can’t stand baby that I’ve sinned

Relive me and that time spent

I never look to end but to begin

Forgive me my vision’s bent

I only thought my chances were slim

 

Diamonds, don’t come and get to me

Sitting at the window counting your dough

I remember how little you called on me

When you found someone to call your own

 

I don't like your lonesome ways

They’re pushing me death-bound

Maybe I'll see the day or maybe just the sound

 

Forgive me for innocence lost

I can’t stand, baby, that I’ve sinned

Relive me and that time spent

I never look to end but to begin

Forgive me my vision’s bent

I only thought my chances were slim

 

Diamonds, don’t come and get to me

Laying there in the sand

I’d forgotten how much it means to me

When you sit there holding my hand

 

I don't like your lonesome ways

They’re pushing me death-bound

Maybe I'll see the day or maybe just the sound

 

Walden Pond

 

I hope you spend your days writing verses on your page

May your life be a Walden Pond swim

Taking showers in the cold and your glasses filled to their brims

 

And I hope you treat your heart real nice and real smart

May your life be a Walden Pond swim

Can’t be worthless seeing stars, buying rocky roads for me and him

 

Stay in that water and keep where you're feeling fine

But I'm just the daughter of a man who lives on oak and wine

And I'll swim like my father

And remember hard days

Driving miles ‘cross county lines

 

And I hope you realize why the clouds are always crying

May your life be a Walden Pond dive

Shaking flowers out the ground while you live the life you did at five

And I hope it’s testified for you the best had been denied

May your life be a Walden Pond swim

May you find a love to last and the times you have are never grim

 

Stay in that water and keep where you're feeling fine

But I'm just the daughter of a man who lives on oak and wine

And I'll swim like my father

And remember good days

Driving miles ‘cross county lines

 

I’ve still got those pictures that I found in a bucket, they’re all up on my wall

And I’ve still got those paintings that you did for my birthday way back in the fall

And I’ve still got those pictures that I found in a bucket, they’re all up on my wall

And I’ve still got those paintings that you did for my birthday way back in the fall


 

A Dog’s Adventure

 

Walk, spend a good day with me

Call your shots as birds go by in threes

Take me to gold trees out the window

Next time you go out to, think ‘bout how you got through

I've got friends out there for me to...

 

Dance, feels like another life

Go through days to see only black and white

Take me to gold trees out the window

Like me ‘cause I like you, let’s watch water turn blue

We’re just dogs out in the street who...

 

Sick as dog

I will get through the fog

Hide all my bones

To keep ‘em for my own

 

Walked, spent all my blood and tears

I fell, tired, going on up those stairs

Thanks much for all the fun out the window

Like me ‘cause I like you, let’s watch water turn blue

We’re just dogs out in the street

 

Saccharine

 

Stay close to home my lovely, daring boy

You got the world at your feet

You ain’t heard much yet but my raspy little voice

Telling you to come on, come clean

 

Just one more drink, you’ll say

Before you’re back on that wagon for sure

But one day I'll be the one to see you behind those bars

And you'll say, I should have loved that girl more

 

The road seems too wild for mixing it with blues

You gone to bed far too late

But you're way too sweet to leave me for so long

But it’ll make sense while I wait

 

Just one more sip, you’ll say

Before you’re gone, gone out that door

But one day I'll be the one to see you behind those bars

And you'll say, I should have loved that girl more

 

Just one more drink, you’ll say

Before you’re back on the wagon for sure

But one day I'll be the one to see you behind those bars

And you'll say, I should have loved that girl more


 

Bells

 

Sitting in the backseat

Going, going with that wind

The same that saved me from old stress

My shoes are wet with rain

Stomping in every puddle

Will take the dirt from my old dress

 

Laying on the floor now

Painting with every color

And pearls will fall far from the sky

Can I say I'm insane now

A bird of a different feather

But treat me like any other goodbye

 

Bells will ring, ahh, and I’ll follow you to the grave

So listen babe, ahh, and I’ll tell you to be brave

 

We've got those feet

I'll walk, walk for miles

You can't say I barely tried for gold

I'm the dusty corners

In the basement of your home

Sweep me up in search for what your told

 

I’m the empty glass

On your barren little bed stand

Drink from me those final drops of bourbon

And I'm the one who loves

All the better things about you

But thankfully to you I'm just a burden

 

Bells will ring, ahh, and I’ll follow you to the grave

So listen babe, ahh, and I’ll tell you to be brave

 

Tell me a story, just listen mighty closely

I'm not who you think i am

I'll tell you a story, just listen mighty closely

I'm not who you think i am

 

Bells will ring, ahh, and I’ll follow you to the grave

So listen babe, ahh, and I’ll tell you to be brave

Roadblock (Six Weeks)

 

One more detour now -one roadblock - then the road looks clear

So let's take the train to the coast ‘fore the the rain gets here

Hurricanes can't be seen at all where their airplanes fly

Soldiers foxhole prayers - unheard words when they know the lie

 

Up late, down low, no sleep, nowhere to go

Cold spell, no snow, two feet, nothing to show

Six weeks, now passed, stand still, don't go to fast

Sweet dreams at last, cheap thrills because I ask

 

I can see the lights of the ship, can you see it too

Don't you dare to cross all my lines, what they say’s not true

 

Up late, down low, no sleep, nowhere to go

Cold spell, no snow, two feet, nothing to show

Six weeks, now passed, stand still, don't go too fast

Sweet dreams at last, cheap thrills because I ask

 

It's a shame you left late that night, all the roads were clear

So I'll take the train to the coast, but you won't be here


 

When We’re Alone

 

It’s impossible, I’ve gone days and not a word

It’s unreal, the blank I draw from what's preferred

It’s incredible, what it is you seem to lack

It’s untrue that I’ll just grow up and face the facts

 

When the storms are coming this way

That's the time we got now

When the ground begins to shift

Well wait for them to get loud

Well wait for them to get loud

 

Its unusual why we take it all for granted

It's a mystery why we take back the words we planted

In the streets, silence rattles up my bones

And it’s that trial that keeps us up when we’re alone

 

They say it's solitude that makes you stronger when you’re spent

But I’m just a post-war fathoming what I’ll represent

In the streets, silence rattles up my bones

And it’s that trial that keeps us up when we’re alone


 

Readiness Is All

 

Friends, don’t let me down today

Cause I’m down today in the ground

Folks, I’m always here to stay

I’m here to stay safe and sound

 

Cheers, out to the better days

Those better days we had before

Fight fearless and quietly

We flare quietly to the shore

 

Dear the greats,

Pardon my weakly hands

They can’t outsmart the genius of other lands

If it's all the same, stick to the books I find

Dear the greats, 

Pardon my out of line

 

Sins, only an arrow missed

I know what I’ve missed all these years

Sleep, only the gently kissed

And I’ve only kissed out of fear

 

Flights over the desert there

And it’s pleasant there til the dawn

Play over the fainted snare

As our fainted thrill carries on

 

Dear the greats,

Pardon my weakly hands

They can’t outsmart the genius of other lands

And if it's all the same, stick to the books I find

Dear the greats, 

Pardon me out of line

 

Fight fearless and quietly

I’ll flare quietly to the shore

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