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Be Still
04:48
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BE STILL - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
If you would stop talking
You might hear one hand clapping
As a tree falls a lonely fall
With no audience or curtain call
But you just keep talking
Just to fill the space
You find yourself in
If you would stop moving
You might feel what you are feeling
If you stop to listen
You might hear what I am saying
But you just keep moving
Trying to escape the doubt
You find yourself in
But be still
Just breathe
Just be
There's nothing to fear
There's nothing to fear
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Side-by-Side
02:32
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SIDE-BY-SIDE - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
There's a place between the fire and the sky
Where you and I can stand side by side
Head to head and toe to toe
Tomorrow just ain't no place to go
When you're living for today
There's a thing between your ears and your eyes
If you use it then you soon realize
These things that you've been worrying for
Won't come knocking on your door
Because they're nothing at all
You look to me like you're running to keep up
You look to me like you're dying to step off
Because there's a thing you do whenever your smile
And you don't realize half the time
It hits your lips but misses your eyes
Why's that such a surprise
You look at me like I crawled out from some rock
You look at me like I'm falling off a log
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Blaze
05:20
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BLAZE - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
This was on a plate for you
All of this and my heart too
Now I blaze up to the brim
And I'm too tired of asking
I've had all that I can take
Of cleaning up after your mistakes
I've taken the shit off your plate
For you to throw it back in my face
I'm embracing this feeling
My sense and my meaning has changed
I'm setting the memories ablaze
I'm bloodied and reeling
But finally I am awake
I'm setting the memories ablaze
Just look me in the eye
As I cut you down to size
Just read it in my smile
Just look me in the eye
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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UNtitled
03:43
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UNTITLED - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
It's a silver screen, this head upon my shoulders
Putting things in order, and counting out the frames
Of a movie in slo-mo, a cartoon chase a train wreck
Tie me to the rail-tracks, I'm sticking out my neck
Certain people hook me, drag me down while
Other people, pierce my mind
But that argument's so old, that it's become a classic
Black-and-white and cracking, Chaplin, Keaton, old
Let's not do this, there's no win for you or I
There's just breakdowns, and sleepless nights
We've seen this film before
We wrote the screenplay
We know what's in store
Final scenes will play out
The way they were supposed to be
Directed by me
Camera tracks away, pans into a sunset
Audience to exits, credits fade to black
We've seen this film before
We wrote the screenplay
We know what's in store
Final scenes will play out
The way they were supposed to be
Directed by me
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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2 Pieces
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2 PIECES - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
2 Pieces drift through time and space
Float slowly in isolated planes
Blown by winds from some forgotten star
An accidental chance
These pieces they collide
These two become one
This one becomes some
Now they can drift together
2 Pieces on empty city streets
Walk slowly blind to all we see
Drawn by things that matter to us both
By some accidental chance
Our paths may bring us close
We two become one
Our one becomes some
Now we can walk together
Might we meet on some forgotten star
Wishing we had took the chance
To take the time to start
To make two into one
And one into some
Right now
Let's choose to walk together
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Footsore and Weary
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FOOTSORE AND WEARY - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
I'm footsore and weary, from walking and thinking
And smoking and thinking things through
I don't know what to do about you
When you get this way
I'm footsore and weary, it's raining and windy
And I've got the streets to myself
How did we come to this?
Every night it's something else
I'm footsore and weary, yet seeing so clearly
That we've got just too much to lose
Why don't you ask me in?
Bad feelings never solved themselves
Let's take the good times, wrap up the bad times
And throw them away in the bin
I've always wanted you
And some things never ever change
I've been walking the back streets in the rain
Hoping that you'll see past the blame
I'm out here you're in there
The row we had, feelings bare
Don't you know I'm out here
I'm footsore and weary
In the rain
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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The Lights Are Out
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THE LIGHTS ARE OUT - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
The lights are out
We're lying in bed
You're so close beside me
Asleep like the dead
I wan't to wake you
To tell you I know
How you could cheat me
How you could be so low
When the room is so dark
How come I see so clear?
The lights are out
We're lying in bed
Your breath breaks the silence
And the clock ticks again
It's three in the morning
Shouldn't feel hurt this deep
Should just turn over
And try to get some sleep
When the room is so dark
How come I see so clear?
Why must I feel this way?
Every night
I'm wide awake
It comes so clear
In the dark of this room
You're leaving lady
You're leaving this home
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Looking Down
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LOOKING DOWN - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
She's looking down, she's looking far away
Where the eagles soar on thermals
And the clouds frame the day
She looks out, she could just take a step
And I'm willing to bet my arm
That she'll do it
Yes, she'll do it
Far below, the city is full of ants and centipedes
Rushing to fill the day
With inconsequence and dismay
She looks down, over this failing town
And the frown on her face speaks words
And she'll do it
Yes, she'll do it
She's looking at me through eyes
I've never seen before
When she looks at me with those eyes
I'm an open door
Will she fly?
Will she soar?
Or will she sink like a stone
Crushed on the bathroom floor?
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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9. |
You Say
05:06
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YOU SAY - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
You say
"Hello my friend it's been a while
Since we've spoken
Lost the time
I've drifted far away from home"
You say
"I've given up there's no winning
Had too much
All burned out
My worn out shoes, my jealous eyes"
You say... I'm not listening
You say... "I'm not listening"
You say
"My centre's lost and I'm a mess
My up's down
Left is right
My front is back, all inside out"
You say
"What difference comes from being me?
I'm empty
All used up
A dried out husk, a worn out seed"
You say... I'm not listening
You say... "I'm not listening"
You say
"I'll just go and leave you now
Stayed too long
Burned my welcome
Cut my ties all into rags"
You say
"You're distracted playing games
Still climbing
To a top
Beyond the clouds that never comes"
You say
"Hearing takes you being here
Not elsewhere
In this moment
Open doors and welcome arms"
I say
"I've been here all of the time
Take a seat
Take a step
Here is my hand, I'm listening"
Then you say...
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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For Granted
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FOR GRANTED - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
Sun goes down in Phoenix
It's starting to get cold
Wish I knew just what comes next
Faith cut to the bone
I've got nothing left to choose
And nothing left to prove
I've got nothing left to say
Just don't take me
For granted
On the phone with a good friend
The distance steals out time
A whispered oath, a stolen rhyme
Gets me at the water's edge
When everything's too real
You eclipse the way I feel
Though there's nothing I can do
I've got nothing left to prove
I've got nothing left to say
Just please take me
For granted
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Daedalus (Free to Fly)
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DAEDALUS (FREE TO FLY) - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
You need sunlight, you need to taste the day
Just one clean breath now, but your clouds get in the way
You broke your back now, carried too much weight
Such expectations, could bend you out of shape
Just take my hand now, let's face the day anew
It's time to move now, and I'm reaching out to you
But you are locked in yourself, your feet too heavy
You don't notice your wings, just lift your eyes
See, dream it all and believe you can fly
Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly
Free to fly
So disillusioned, erosion, taint and scorn
Almost broken, but you know that you've got more
So why are you holding back, it's not your nature
You grew your wings to be free, just lift your eyes
See, dream it all and believe you can fly
Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly
Breathe, don't doubt yourself you can soar high-on-high
Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly
See, dream it all and believe you can fly
Put your hand in mine, we're free to fly
Free to fly
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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12. |
Frost
03:31
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FROST - VINCENT TUCKWOOD
The frost of silence
Grows brittle in our bones
Wallpaper flakes and dust
Collect on us like so much snow
We've come to rely
On survival instincts
Do what we need to do to get by
Like two birds who forgot they could fly
You've grown so distant
While I just turned away
Easier to take one side
Than to turn another page
When did the heat go west
And dress the sunset
When did we break down
Give it up
And tell me you'll always burn
Oh, I'll burn for you
The night's on fire
Magnesium wire
Copyright 2013, Vincent Tuckwood
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Vincent Tuckwood New London, Connecticut
Vincent Tuckwood is a story-teller working in fiction, song and verse.
His records
are:
- Turquoise Cyan Sapphire
- Writers Flow
- Grope
- Sparse
His novels are:
- Escalation
- Family Rules
- Karaoke Criminals
- Do Sparrows Eat Butterflies?
Vince blogs regularly at Vincet.net.
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