1. |
Bus to Nowhere
05:02
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I've got one soul and five strings
Got a whole lot of nothing
But somehow I've got more to give than I ever did before
I've got one soul and five strings
I'm traveling, I'm traveling
But I lost my bags in Denver
Ended up sleepin' on the floor
In Denver met a dying man
He builds up statues with his hands
But he knows too well no statue stands
For too long
So full of drinks and cancerous
He stayed with me till I caught my bus
He talked about the Holocaust
And sorrowful songs
And I pushed him in his chair
You couldn't tell by the look of him
But he said he was a millionaire
I guess even rich men
Can look like they're out on the streets
When they've got no time left to live
And no one left to meet
But I met him
Guess I was going out on a limb
But thankful for my company
He turned and then he said to me
I wanna pay your college tuition
That's what he said...
And in lost, lost Vegas
Is where I found myself for a while
Everyone there was chasing smiles
It took a sense of humor just to make it through those miles
It took a sense of humour just to walk those miles
And L.A. it was okay
Again I was sleepin' on the floor
It was with someone I adored
Even though I had just met her
She read to me about nobody
And how we all might chase our dreams
I know that she could sweep me away
If only I could let her
If only I could let her
If only I could let her
And on the bus
On the way home
I was listening to Neil Young
And I was cryin' cause he seemed so right
Not just in words but how he sung
There's a world
There is a world
All you gotta do is breath
And always always you will know
That you've got all that you need
Inside of you
And always always you will know
You've got all that you need
You've got more than you need
You've got all that you need
You've got more than you need
Inside of you
Traveling with just a guitar and a pillow
I guess losing things
It teaches you to let go
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2. |
Molotov
05:52
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A particle from waves
The sand that we create
When we observe
That the tide is risin' on this beach
Where the bent horizon speaks
Of better times to come
You know I swear the line it was
Just so much straighter on the map
The changes come slow
We're even slower to react
And if you open your two eyes then you can see
A bottle in the sand for you and me
If you open your two eyes then you can see
A bottle in the sand for you and me
The message in this bottle
It got a little wet
If I could see through all
The alcohol
I wouldn't throw the towel in yet
But now it is a fuse
And it's been soakin' in my fears
You know I could have used it
To dry those heavy tears
So long ago
But now we know
The violence we have made
Now we know
In this game that we've been played
Cause they said it was a tough world kid
And you've gotta choose a team
And one would push against the other
Try to pull out all their dreams
But oh how few will see if it isn't going anywhere
When this stable opposition
Stagnates our ability to care
For each other when we need it most of all
And so we're so surprised
When we fall
Well the message in the bottle
Would have set it all in motion
But the words that it was screamin'
Were drowned out by the explosion of
That molotov cocktail
You know I can't tell
Who set it off
And I can't tell who set it off
Well I can't tell who set it off
If you open your two eyes then you can see
A bottle in the sand for you and me
If you open your two eyes then you can see
A bottle in the sand for you and me
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3. |
Wholes
04:44
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There's a hole in you
I can see it pullin' with its emptiness straight through
But don't think that I can't see
I've got my own hole that's pullin' inside me
There's one in everything
And they call
And they beg
To be full, to be full
And we all find our own ways
Despite the pain to be told
If you can grab a shovel and start burying it down
If you can take a little dirt then you can make a little ground
To stand on
Is this what you planned on when you were comin' here?
And they call
And they beg
To be full, to be full
And we all find our own ways
Despite the pain to be told
If you can grab a shovel and start burying it down
If you can take a little dirt then you can make a little ground
To stand on
Is this what you planned on when you were comin' here?
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4. |
April Fools
03:40
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April fools, the joke's on me
This time of year it always smells of spring
Reminds me of your funeral
Was dressed up sharp in black
But feelin' cold
A feeling my words just can't hold
Of growing up too fast at nine years old
The date reads on the screen 4/1/17
Wish it would pass by like a minute on a clock
But I know I need this day
Just cause you passed away
Doesn't mean that I should keep you from my thoughts
I can barely remember you
Often wonder what you'd think
Of the things that I do
I like to think that you'd be proud
And sing along with my tunes
Can almost hear the harmonies
Coming from the grave
And singing back to me
Can almost hear the harmonies
Coming from the grave
And singing back to me
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5. |
Plastic Flowers
04:07
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Picked up a fortune that I found
It was a little paper future someone left lyin' around
Said it's time to put those worries right into the ground
Cause there's just no place for your worries
Like when they're lyin' six feet down
And they're long gone, gone
And they're long gone, gone
And they're long gone, gone
They're gone
But I will visit the burial site
Where the grass now thickly grows
Because all holes can heal with time
And I will leave these plastic flowers
Because they refuse to die
And on the stone we planted here
Engraved there is a sign
It reads: Here they lie, Here they lie
The soldiers of those vacant eyes
The holders of a thousand cries
Have finally found their peace
See the cracks up in the sky
The highways where the angels fly
We'd sewn them shut to keep the light
From finding our disease
But now we see
The monsters we had become
Now we
Can begin to unravel what we had begun
We split the seams
Embrace what was given of the sun
Let it shine for me
And for all the lost parts of everyone
But let's take a step back
And hold off on the metaphors
Cause I've been livin' ways
That ain't worth wakin' for
In the morning
It's nothin' new
I wasn't born into this world just yesterday
Though it wasn't long ago
And if I lived a hundred years
I'm sure I wouldn't know
But I will visit the burial site
Where the grass now thickly grows
Because all holes can heal with time
And I will leave these plastic flowers
Because they refuse to die
And on the stone we planted here
Engraved there is a sign
It reads: Here they lie, Here they lie
The soldiers of those vacant eyes
The holders of a thousand cries
Have finally found their peace
See the cracks up in the sky
The highways where the angels fly
We'd sewn them shut to keep the light
From finding our disease
Here they lie, Here they lie
The soldiers of those vacant eyes
The holders of a thousand cries
Have finally found their peace
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6. |
Flatland
02:53
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I'm just a dark spot that's left on your paper
With streaks from when you went over me with eraser
Cause ya didn't want anyone to see
The mistake that ya made
But now you're left with me
A mark on the page
And I'm haunting your picture
Of how the world should be
Now you're left with a mixture
Of colors you can't see between
The reds and the greens
Are all fading into a gray
But your pride it will fight
Through the black and the white
Just so sure that it knows the way
The shadow is cast like a spell unto the floor
Down to that place where there's no depth anymore
And no one can tell just how tall you stand
Yeah you gave up your stature when you came to this Flatland
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7. |
The Ventriloquist
07:07
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You're the ventriloquist
You've been sticking your hand where it don't belong
Think you can say what I mean
Think you know who I am
But you're wrong
And if I claimed to be a real boy
Surely my nose would grow
And even if your sneaky lips
Never moved a muscle
Everyone would know
Everyone would know
You're just throwin' your voice at me
I reach out to catch it
But it's too clear to see
That it's fallen out of my control
The words are melting in my hand
Somebody lied
The way they said swallow your pride
Haven't they heard that you are what you eat?
And if I were hungry for doubt
I hope I could spit it out
If not now then eventually
You know
The Trojans built their horse
To carry their load
And to hide their intentions of war
But while they were in its stomach
With thoughts of power and greed
Secretly they hoped someone would open the door
Because at least then they would know when to fight
It's getting harder to tell if the time is right
But at least they would know when to fight
And would you throw rocks at me?
And is it cause I did it first?
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
I'm the ventriloquist
I've been stickin' my hand where it don't belong
Think I can say what you mean
Think I know who you are
But I'm wrong
I'm wrong
And if I claimed to be a real boy
Surely my nose would grow
And even if my sneaky lips never moved a muscle
Everyone would know
Everyone would know
That I'm just throwin' my voice at you
You can reach out to catch it
But it might fly right through
And the wind can only carry it so far
Before I've gotta speak up
And would you throw rocks at me?
And is it cause I did it first?
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
Behind all the tragedy
Is the voice behind the words
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8. |
Chasing Light Backwards
05:46
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I thought I was a demon
I thought I was a saint
I thought I was a lot of things
That now I know I ain't
Cause I'm just a person
And I'm one that showed up late
But it's better late than never
In this waiting game of fate
And I'm just regular
But regular people can do a lot
Oh I'm just regular
But regular people don't know what they've got
So do some good where good is due
The only thing stopping you is you
Just think about someone else
Instead of everyone inside yourself
Cause we are all
We are all
Chasing light backwards
The pieces come into view
Changing faster and faster
The bigger picture
Starts to look a lot like you
On your first day ever
Your first day ever
Before you thought that you knew
Cause the world used to be so bright
It could leave you feeling blind
And all you could hear was the static that's playin' inside your mind
It was the sound that it makes
When you gotta leave another moment behind
And little did you know
Little did you know
You have to hear it in all you'd find
Cause we are all
We are all
Chasing light backwards
The pieces come into view
And changing faster and faster
The bigger picture starts to look a lot like you
On your first day ever
Your first day ever
Before you thought that you knew
But the crashing sound of applause
Would mean that the song is over
And everyone has stopped listening
I beg of you this time don't clap for me
No, just let the silence ring
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9. |
Slowest Roads
05:15
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They say it happened with a big bang
But truth be told
All we know is that it's flyin' apart
And I don't mean to sound insane
But it's only in theory that we separate our hearts
And I can't quite speak right
But if I could how soon there would be nothin' left to say
And I can't quite speak right
But the silent language speaks between two eyes
Until you look away
Until you look away
The pathway that the sparrow flies
Through darkest lives and coldest nights
Well on the wind above the tracks
The rails are rust
The ties are stacked
Sideways along the road
The cars they pass
Oh so very far below
So that if you look down
It would appear as if it were going slow
But don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
And don't you know the slowest roads they always lead
They lead you right back home
They lead you home
Wherever for you that may be
Whether you find it in a house
Or you find it hidden
Hidden in the trees
They lead you home
Wherever for you that may lie
Whether you find it in a person
Or you find it hidden
Hidden in the sky
So whoever you are, whoever you are
And whoever you are, whoever you are
Whoever you are, whoever you are
You can rest your head on my shoulder let it out
If it don't wanna come out you could keep it in
But don't be surprised
If you're not the only one who cries like that
Underneath your skin
Don't be surprised
If you're not the only one who cries like that
Underneath your skin
The pathway that the sparrow flies
Through darkest lives and coldest nights
Well on the wind above the tracks
The rails are rust
The ties are stacked
Sideways along the road
The cars they pass
Oh so very far below
So that if you look down
It would appear as if it were going slow
But don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
Don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
Don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
Don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
Don't you know the slowest roads
They always lead where no one's ever gone before
Don't you know the slowest roads they always lead
They lead you right back home
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Zach Gentry New Orleans, Louisiana
Folk rock and soul music about adversity, spirit, and exploration!
Born n' raised in
Kansas. Came of age in California. Storming the streets of New Orleans!
Zach Gentry's unique vocal style is a direct line to his heart. His goal is to step aside! And let music speak and heal using his practiced skills of expression.
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