tour teaser
by devonsp
it’s morning in texas and there’s lots of good stuff going on: i can tell by the way paul is pawing at his phone that he’s making another cool collage (see his other recent ones at our tour group page https://www.facebook.com/
also, our friends doug and telisha are in town and gave us the excuse to get out of the house last night …we went to curra’s and i had my first (and second) ever avocado margarita…then we came home and watched (american) football, which i still don’t really understand but i really, really enjoy nonetheless…
also, our friend anthony gerace made a very beautiful tour teaser video for the october tour. if you have time to watch it, the song you’ll be hearing is ‘nobody tells me a thing,’ the penultimate song from colours. ‘who wrote the music and who wrote the words, dev?’ well, mike o’neill wrote almost all of the music, plus the lyrics to the first verse and the refrain line. and then i wrote the rest of the lyrics. they’re mostly about experiences — both comforting and scary – of beautiful places (mostly in canada) where things are wild and overgrown but also quiet and simple. and then i got to sing it, too, pretty much just because i knew it better (going into the studio) because paul and i had worked up an arrangement for our new year show in c’ville. anyway, it’s just a clip of it, but here are the lyrics, in case you wanna hear what happens in the end… and thanks, anthony, for all the uncorralable colours. and thanks to you guys for keeping me company here on facebook.
My cattle are escaping,
Nobody tells me a thing.
How can I corral them?
Nobody tells me a thing.
I know they’re laughing when I turn my back.
Don’t they remember my mom and my dad?
My friends back in the city
Nobody tells me a thing.
Don’t think I have it in me
Nobody tells me a thing.
I remember days kept in by the rain
On the sleeping bag with the old rodeo scene.
I could give up,
I could blame the wintery air.
But where will it stop?
I fear wherever I go, I will find myself there.
I came to turn it over.
Nobody owes me a thing.
But I’m so alone here,
Nobody owes me a thing.
It’s wild out in the garden.
Nobody’s tells me a thing.
Inching toward my doorstep.
Nobody tells me a thing.
I wake up in the darkness
Nobody tells me a thing.
The stars are in the millions.
Nobody tells me a thing.
How can I corral them?
Nobody tells me a thing.