Doug Adrianson

Doug Adrianson

BandCountryAcoustic

Guy with a guitar writes songs from the life he's lived: three chords and the occasional glimpse of truth. Funny? Sometimes. How could songs about life be otherwise?

Other Info

Cover band: 
No

Lyrics

Rear-View Mirror

Written By: Doug Adrianson & Ron Ishoy

Verse 1:
The highway’s often bumpy for my dear old Dad and Mom
For sixty years they’ve squabbled and fussed and yet they cruise right on
Like a Model T on a mountain road they sputter, hiss and fight
But sometimes, when no one’s around, they hold each other tight.

Chorus:
Just like objects in the rear-view mirror they are closer than they appear.
Just like objects in the rear-view mirror, closer than they appear.

Verse 2:
Oh, their bumpers bump and their fenders fend and their pistons get mad too
But every now and then, every once-in-a-while, their love comes shining through
It drives me nuts to listen to the way they bicker and fight
But it really has nothing to do with me and I understand tonight.

Chorus:
That like objects in the rear-view mirror they are closer than they appear.
Just like objects in the rear-view mirror, closer than they appear.

Bridge:
Every family has values, mine has values too
Sarcasm and put-downs, silent treatments too
We can be excessively passive-aggressive
We know just where to poke
And if it goes to far and the tears begin:
"Hey, can’t you take a joke?"

Repeat verse 2:
Oh, their bumpers bump and their fenders fend and their pistons get mad too
But every now and then, every once-in-a-while, their love comes shining through
It drives me nuts to listen to the way they bicker and fight
But it really has nothing to do with me and I understand tonight.

Chorus:
That like objects in the rear-view mirror they are closer than they appear.
Just like objects in the rear-view mirror, we are closer than we appear.

Into This House

Written By: Doug Adrianson

VERSE 1
Into this house we invite friendship
Into this house we invite joy
Into this house we invite abundance and health
Into this house we invite love.

VERSE 2
Some of us drift for years without landing
The tumbleweed life is all that we know
But look at the trees, they are our teachers
The deeper their roots the stronger they grow

BRIDGE
Air, fire, water, and stone
A roof, a door, a hearth, a home

VERSE 3
Into this house we invite laughter
The courage to face shadows and tears
Into this house we invite passion and big dreams
Into this house we invite love
Into this house we invite love
into this house we invite love

Tallahassee Street

Written By: Doug Adrianson

I drove into the past last week
on an oak-shaded Tallahassee street
You see, I happened to be in the neighborhood,
I had a minute so I thought I would
Just cruise on by and take another peek
At that big old house where you grew up Southern style
In a family quick to share a meal and a smile
With an awkward teenage Romeo
In those school-free summers so long ago
When the only people in the world were you and me

CHORUS
Do you remember how sweet it used to be?
All alone we would walk as evening fell on that Tallahassee street,
So in love, so alive, at seventeen, on that Tallahassee street.

VERSE
There's that tire swing where I'd spin you around and 'round
The kids are all long gone but your dad never took it down
And the garden your mama was so proud of,
Every row raised up with love
Like that house full of kids and the sweethearts you'd all drag home.

CHORUS
Do you remember how sweet it used to be?
All alone we would walk as evening fell on that Tallahassee street,
So in love, so alive, at seventeen, on that Tallahassee street.

BRIDGE
We all learn to love in our own way
I thank you and your family for the man I am today
And though our lives have followed separate roads
That first love was the spring from which far greater love has flowed.

VERSE
No, we never quite did make that dream come true
But after all this time the memory still shines through
How the magic turned two clumsy kids
Into timeless lovers who almost did
Conquer everything ... except growing up.

CHORUS
Do you remember how sweet it used to be?
All alone we would walk as evening fell on that Tallahassee street,
So in love, so alive, at seventeen, on that Tallahassee street.