Featherwolf

Featherwolf

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Often mistaken as a traditional folk singer due to being a lone guy with a beat up guitar, the image is quickly erased by frantic, almost percussive strumming. A voice molded by desperate emotion and yearning, every word a declaration from the heart.

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Lyrics

The Other Side of Time

Written By: Paul Lumbag

Nightfall on a whiskey glass
Darkness falling far too fast
And I am slipping back into
The one I left behind
The fool who stumbled in the rain
A madman crying tears of rage
Drunk, passed out into a void
The emptiness inside.

I looked into the world I fear
And saw the deepest eyes so clear
And heard a voice was whispering
From somewhere way back in time

Then you turned away
and I almost lost my mind
but I will meet you in the morning
on the other side of time.

Make a wish and take a heart
The pixies kiss and the turning card
All I ever wanted was there
Dancing in your eyes
The dream before my soul to take
The trip from which I'll never wake
A melody of love and hate
Lips passing in the night

Then you turned away
and I almost lost my mind
but I will meet you in the morning
on the other side of time

And when you look out
through the pain
I'll be standing in the shadows
til the sun sits high again
And when you rise up with the light
I'll be standing just outside
I'm still here waiting on
The other side of time

Daybreak on a broken glass
I'm searching for a stone to cast
Into a pool of shattered dreams
Please make them disappear.
I smile at a memory
of eyes so deep and dreams so free
The eyes that burned inside of me
and made me see so clear...

Messiah of the Gutter

Written By: Paul Lumbag

Draped by the wind
and raped by the snow
I got my hand out on the highway
a stain upon my soul
hopped a freight train for Savannah
and saw Jesus
hammered on the ties
said if you're searching for
Salvation
son don't bother looking through
those eyes.

First conductor came
and cursed a scourge upon my back
cut to the quick
lost my ticket
train of faith is off the track
and the switchman in the distance
sent the sinners off
into the fire
Is there no hope for
Redemption
when your only god
is blind desire.

Speeding through the stations
bleeding christ at number nine
with a bottle full of lightning
and a box of knotty pine
this messiah of the gutter
on his knees
with an empty glass
fill me up with more
Illusions lord
you know I'll never let it pass.

Wall of Souveniers

Written By: Paul Lumbag

I don't want to talk about
the things you want to talk about
every time we talk about
these things
you just get angry
and I don't want to say
the things I really want to say
every time I say them
you just tell me that I'm crazy
Everybody's talking
telling tales
they told me it was true
they said I'd fall apart
if ever I fell in love with you
now I'm in pieces
and it looks like you ain't gonna
Save me

I thought you'd be the one
the one who would save me
save me from myself
now I'm looking at your
wall of souveniers
and see my heart still beating
bleeding on your shelf.

And I don't want to get into
the things you want to get into
every time we get into these things
I can't get myself free
and I don't want to play the part
cause it is such a lonely part
but I guess that it's the only part
you ever thought of writing me
I get to listen to you
but I never get to speak
I'm just an extra cast
in your miniseries this week
now I've been written out
you found a way to slay me

I thought you'd be the one
I thought we'd make it
But we didn't make it far
Now I'm looking at your
Wall of souveniers
See my soul is suffocating
in a jar.

Said I don't want to talk about
the things you want to talk about
every time we talk about
these things
you just get angry
and I don't want to say
the things I really want to say
every time I say them
you just tell me that I'm crazy
Okay I said I love you
but I love me a whole lot more
where I once saw a fantasy
now I'm looking at a
Five buck whore
so stop your bitching
cause you know it ain't
gonna sway me

I thought you'd be the one
but I was wrong
and now I'm splitting out of here
and I won't give you
one part of me
just so you can hang me
on your wall of souveniers.

Not the One to Blame

Written By: Paul Lumbag

Hanging on a dangling line
the words that cut
the ties that bind
I guess I didn't know just what they meant
Voices heard
forever gone
slipped slowly from my sweaty palm
and now this silence
smacks of discontent
But I guess that I'm the
one to blame
it is my past, it is my pain
it is my closet
Overflowed with bones
but I got used to solitaire
and fading in and out of air
and leaving people better off
Alone
So please understand.

One step ahead
or one beyond
well either way I'm too far gone
but I wouldn't change a damn thing
if I could
from foolishness
to damage done
I'm here but just beneath the gun
whose targets I have never
understood
Taking aim at sanity
shooting straight through vanity
taking out all hopes of ever
living safely
but safety is a dangerous joke
the first time that
your heart is broke
and mine was crushed already
when you met me

so please understand
when the walls come down
between us
I ain't trying to hide
but shield you from my shame
the dreams that I've already sold
the child I will never hold
I can't believe I'm not the one
to blame
I'm not the one to blame.

Hedging on a suckers bet
I've paid my dues
In tears and sweat
but the henchmen are still
calling for collection
Waking up again in tears
I stumble to the bathroom mirror
and I swear to god
that can't be my reflection
When did the child run away
when did the hair start going gray
when did the weight fall down upon
my shoulders
too late I saw the seasons change
now after snow there's only rain
and it seems to be these days
are getting colder

So please understand
when the walls come down
between us
I ain't trying to hide
but shield you from my shame
the dreams that I've already sold
the child I will never hold
I can't believe
I'm not the one to blame
I'm not the one to blame.

Closets Closed

Written By: Paul Lumbag

There's nothing I can say to you
but sorry
and I'm not sorry
Not for anything I've ever done
to hurt you
You hurt me too

Maybe I should've walked away
Maybe I could've changed the way
I say the things I always say

But I'm tired of walking
on broken glass
the shattered curses that you cast
cause you can't stop
living in my past
It was so damn long ago

If you step outside
your safety zone
maybe just outside
this bubble you call home
you'd find yourself
surrounded on every side
and strangely still alone

Maybe we're all
Ghosts of when
we turned from children
into men
we're trying to get home again

But all that's left is crumbled stone
memories and faded bones
why can't we just leave this
Alone
Just leave the closets closed.

Snow

Written By: Paul Lumbag

Hey baby
I've been feeling
somewhere south of me
I'm so damn tired
of talking through machines
And maybe
I've done a lot of drinking
done a little thinking
I've done a bit of everything
Everything
But retrospects a luxury
We can't go on living in a memory

Looking for a love
That would go the distance
Settled on a path
Of least resistance
Baby, you don't believe
In exclusivity
Caught your eye being cast
To another
Throwing out a line
To hook another lover
Maybe it's been a game
of hide and seek

And you'll never find me
I stopped looking for you
long ago
I put it all behind me
I buried you somewhere
beneath the falling snow

Hey baby
sometimes I go driving
past your house
every now and then I think
I got it figured out
And maybe
I've idealized illusions
forgive me my delusions
forgive me now for everything
Everything.