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LYRICS FROM THE ALBUM

Bridges I Have Crossed

 

Lyrics & Music: Craig Stanton Thomas

 

Green leaves turn to gold and crimson

Autumn falls upon us now

Birds fly overhead above us

To southern haunts they come somehow

As nature sleeps through winter’s darkness

May we also wake to light…to new Life

 

My daughters grew up into women

My only son into a man

Does that make me more than father

A patriarchal journeyman 

Absolve the sins that I’ve committed

Help me follow this sacred plan

Light my pathways through the desert

Guide this wayward caravan…this wayward caravan

 

My choices stand before me naked

An army of bewildering loss

Yet good has come of much I’ve chosen

Despite the bridges I have crossed

Redeem what safely can be salvaged

Forgive me all that I have failed…failed to do

 

My hands are dying more each day

I fight to press these strings aright

Pain and stiffness my companions

But songs keep coming in the night

May these hands keep playing truly

May new songs still find their way

May they serve me through this struggle

Till the last song’s made its way…to the Light



 

The Lazarus Code

 

Lyrics & Music: Craig Stanton Thomas

 

A drop of water on my parched tongue

Please warn my brothers one by one

Lived right beside him though I did not see

Thought I was righteous thought I was free

 

A man of fashion, a man of pride

Well I lived the good life, took all in stride

But I missed my brother, was blind to need

Thought truth would save me, despite my greed

Lost my soul

Cause I failed the Lazarus code

 

Never knew I’d met you, never crossed my mind

You’d be in every soul I’d find

Ignoring sister, I ignored you

Passed by my brother, I passed by you

Lost my soul 

‘Cause I failed the Lazarus code

 

Turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear

Turn a cold heart around

Turn a weak hand, turn a lame foot

Turn a closed mind around

 

Open blind eyes, open deaf ears

Wake our cold hearts today

Lead our weak hands, guide our weak feet

Wake our closed minds today

 

He walked among us, sharing all he had

Brought gifts of freedom to every man

To every woman with ears to hear

A road to mercy without fear
 

Got to share your substance with those in need

Got to love your neighbors, got to plant them seeds

Got to walk that highway, deny yourself

Got to live atonement, reach a hand in help

 

No one’s seen the Father, no just the Son

He’s in every brother (sister), yes, in every one

If you want to see Him, got to heed their need

For your Father loves them, despite their creed

Lost my soul 

‘Cause I Failed the Lazarus code

 

Turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear

Turn a cold heart around

Turn a weak hand, turn a lame foot

Turn a closed mind around

 

Open blind eyes, open deaf ears

Wake our cold hearts today

Lead our weak hands, guide our weak feet

Wake our closed minds today

 

So your religious, you own the truth

You’ve walked the “high-road” ever since your youth

But paths can lead us down roads so wrong

Your vision’s fading all along

 

The voice is calling, what will I say

Ought to show forgiveness

Ought to lead the way

What will I do now

Who’ll be my Lord

Will I live in peace

And bury my sword 



 

Grey Light Morning

 

Lyrics & Music: Craig Stanton Thomas

 

Grey Light morning when you rise

Have you ever realized

That what you’re facing now is all but lost

But given what you’ve done

Neither lost nor something won

Just a moment’s pleasure left you crying

Oooo, left you crying

 

In the heat of the day

When your passions wilt away

And the folly of your paths be oh so glaring

Do you sit beside the road

Try and rest your heavy load

Just a moment’s pleasure left you crying

 

Oooo, left you crying

Oooo, left you crying

Oooo, left you crying

Just a moment’s pleasure left you crying

 

When the sun flees the sky

When the heart cries out why

When your fear of the dark be slowly growing

Do you creep back to her

Hoping to find a cure

Just a moment’s pleasure left you crying

 

In the darkness of dead night

Where few know wrong from right

You lay your head to rest on sheets of grey

But you long for the light

The Grace to make all wicked right

Just a moment’s pleasure left you crying



 

Copper Bottomed

Lyrics & Music: Craig Stanton Thomas

 

If beggars be choosers, you’d own your own fate

You cried out for mercy but it came all too late

The man is a coward, as his wife surely knew

Ambition devoured and judgment is due

 

You bring home the bacon

Or I’ll dock your pay 

Told a cock and bull story

And you flat out betrayed

 

Copper bottomed was your father

But you missed all those genes

He was loyal to your mother

Why weren’t you loyal to me

 

A foregone conclusion, a sight for sore eyes

But an ill wind is blowing, hold on to that prize

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust

No one to honor, no one to trust

 

So bring home the bacon

Or I’ll dock your pay

Told a Cock and bull story

You flat out betrayed

 

Copper bottomed your father

But you missed all those genes

He was loyal to your mother

Why weren’t you loyal to me

 

You were finally brought down, millstone ‘round your neck

You’ll be sorely missed though, despite all the wreak

You caused for your dear ones, such ruin for us all

Hope you find consolation, in eternity’s halls

 

Better bring home the bacon

Or He’ll dock your pay

Tell a Cock and bull story

And know you disobeyed

 

Copper bottomed your father

But you missed all those genes

He was loyal to your mother

Why weren’t you loyal to me, loyal to me

A Lie in Your Name

Lyrics: Craig Stanton Thomas

Music: Craig Stanton Thomas, Hanna Enlöf
 

Watched that house burn down to ashes

Watched our dreams go up in flames

Running out the back door crying

Living all the guilt and shame

Carry all the weight in vain

 

I washed your hands

I lied for your sake

And I saved our name

I paid your debts

Shared all cause of blood

But you threw it away

Like I knew you would

 

Hot blood crazy pranks your doing

Watched a life drain away

Sitting in that stolen car a crying

Knowing all is cause of you

Hoping I will see you through

 

I washed your hands

I lied for your sake

And I saved our name

I paid your debts

Shared all cause of blood

But you threw it away

Like I knew you would

 

I lived your lie

Lived your lie

Lie upon lie

No more will I

Live your lie

Lie upon lie

 

Watched as you stole the heart I loved

Then you broke all I held dear

Sitting on my kitchen floor a weeping

Asking to save you once again

Knowing I was once your friend

 

I washed your hands

I lied for your sake

And I saved our name

I paid your debts

Shared all cause of blood

But you threw it away

Like I knew you would


 

Three Degree World - feat. Hanna Enlöf

 

Lyrics: Craig Stanton Thomas

Music: Hanna Enlöf

 

Crowding the highlands, deserting the coast

A three degree world makes real estate of a boat

The home of your Father’s enclosed in blue graves

The heritage of Mothers all but lost beneath the waves

 

Yesterday’s treasures submerged beyond reach

The floodgates of Gaia opened and unleashed

Water’s the new ground, with houses on stilts

But dead are the deniers who share in this guilt

 

A three degree world

Can’t get wetter than this

A three degree world

Why even reminisce

Get used to the real world

Where water’s still life

But waves also death

And conveyors of strife

 

In the days of old Noah God punished the sin

Of humanity’s children in a deluge and din

But who are the sinners this time around

Will consumers and deniers be caught up and drowned

 

Will we fight for what’s left with no care for brother man

Survival of the fittest, our strategy and plan

But those who do not drown, may yet drown in their greed

As the judgment of gods comes to visit their misdeeds
 

A three degree world

Can’t get wetter than this

A three degree world

Why even reminisce

Get used to the real world

Where water’s still life

But waves also death

And conveyors of strife

 

And I dreamed I saw swimmers

Far beneath the rolling surf

Were they the new children

Of people who had never tread turf

 

Never walked upon meadows

Or run beneath a clear blue sky

Never seen a flower blooming

Or chased a colored butterfly

 

A three degree world

Can’t get wetter than this

A three degree world

Why even reminisce

Get used to the real world

Where water’s still life

But waves also death

And conveyors of strife



 

Annie Oakley

 

Music & Lyrics: Craig Stanton Thomas

 

Tell Annie Oakley that I am the one

Don’t let her walk out that door with her gun

Tell her that I love her so, despite all her fears

Tell her I will be the one who’ll dry up all her tears

Tell Annie Oakley that I am the one

 

Tell Annie Oakley that I am the one

Don’t let her walk out that door with her gun

Side by side explore the plains, a life of cactus and stone

We’ll ride into the sunset, the saddle will be our home

Tell Annie Oakley that I am the one

 

Tell Annie Oakley that I am the one

Don’t let her walk out that door with her gun

Underneath the milky-way, your bedroll’s next to mine

Fall asleep beneath the stars, our lives suspended in time



 

If I Were a Dreamer

 

Lyrics & Music: Craig Stanton Thomas

If I were a farmer

I’d watch the evening sky

And surely pray for rain

When storm clouds gather nigh

I’d till the fertile land

Harvest all I can

If I were a farmer

 

If I were a baker

I’d bake a wedding cake

I’d pray the Lord to bless

The home that we both make

Keep your cupboards full

Respect the golden rule

If I were a baker

 

If I were a teacher

I’d share what life has taught

And help you find your way

Though times are often fraught

With storms and pain and tears

Beside you though all fears

If I were a teacher

 

If I were a painter

I’d look with greater care

See colors, hues and beauty

My vision free to share

Work my craft each day

In my mind all beauty weigh

If I were a painter
 

If I were a doctor

I’d pray for healing hands

Fix your aches and pains

Your wish my command

Heal you when you’re ill

A champion of good will

If I were a doctor

 

If I were a preacher

I’d bring you to the Christ

To learn to love that child

To our Father be reconciled

I’d pray for what is good

And hope for all I could

If I were a preacher

 

If I were a wise man

I’d pray not in vain

Or think I know what’s best

For those my prayers were sent

I’d rest in knowing You

Love more than I could do

If I were a wise man

 

But I am just a poor boy

What you see is what you get

I humbly offer love

Devotion no regrets

Always by your side

I’ll never run and hide

Here through thick and thin

Your heart will surely win

Though I am just a poor boy

Photo: Craig Stanton Thomas