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THE WRITER
He sees certain sadness
In the wake of yesterdays
And writes it all down
Of forgotten love,
And of no reward
Seems to be all he’s found
He can feel the pen is poison but,
He cannot remedy
Because it will not lie
The battles runs long,
From time to time
Weary he will hide
Let it all fly
Let it all heal
Every moment set free
To paper reveals
Just one more line
Just one more word
He reaches for
Does he search for answers?
Sometimes he will, you see…
But it’s the questions that feed
Once he figured it all out
Tomorrow came,
With its uncertainty
Let it all fly
Let it all heal
Every moment set free
To paper reveals
Just one more line
Just one more word
He reaches for
Certain love
Broken trust
The burning fire
Of loneliness
Treasure found
Treasure lost
The monster greed
The likely cost
The human kind
Weakness finding
The key
To the soul
Turn it off
Turn it on
It stays where it belongs….
What else is there
That I leave behind
Will you know who I was?
Did I live every word?
I did a thousand times
Seems now I had no choice….
Let it all fly
Let it all heal
Every moment set free
To paper reveals
Just one more line
Just one more word
He reaches for
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I HAVE WANDERED
I’M NOT GOING TO LOOK FOR ANSWERS
NOT GOING TO SEARCH ANYMORE
FOR MEANING IN A RANDOM LIFE
LIKE I WOULD BEFORE
ON A SIDEWALK DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
THE RAIN IT MATTERS NONE
JUST WASH THE YEARS RIGHT OFF OF ME
FIND THE CHILD THAT I ONCE WAS
WHO BELIEIVED, AND TRUSTED ALL
AND QUESTIONED NONE
I HAVE WANDERED FAR FROM HOME
FROM WHO I AM, AND WHAT I KNOW
IN CIRCUMSTANCE OR BLATANT LIE
A JOURNEY FLAWED
THE HUMAN KIND
I HAVE STOOD IN ROOMS FORBIDDEN
I’VE SWAM THE DEADLY TIDE
SO MANY TIMES I LOST TRACK OF
ANY GOD BY MY SIDE
I JUST GOT TIRED OF RUNNING
AND PRETENDING THAT I DON’T
TIRED OF TWISTING PHRASES
TO MAKE YOU THINK I OWNED
SOME KIND OF UNDERSTANDING
OR SOMETHING DEEPER STILL
I HAVE WANDERED FAR FROM HOME
FROM WHO I AM, AND WHAT I KNOW
IN CIRCUMSTANCE OR BLATANT LIE
A JOURNEY FLAWED
THE HUMAN KIND
HELPLESS I’M FALLING
FROM THE FEAR I KNOW NOTHING
AS TIME TAKES Its DEADLY AIM
ON MY SOUL I MUST FINALLY STAND BRAVE
WHERE ARE THE WORDS THAT HAVE SAVED SO I’M TOLD
AS THIS WICKED WIND THREATENS TO BREAK MY HOLD
SPEECHLESS AND SCARED
NOT A WORD TO BE HAD
AGAIN NAKED I AM….
WHAT SEEMS SO RIGHT IN DEFINITION
SO SIMPLY SCRAWLED TO THE PAGE
FACTS BLURRED BY ROMANTIC MEMORY
BUT HELD LIKE A GOSPELS WORD
I HAVE LIVED IN SPECULATION
UNQUALIFIED, UNSURE
ARMED WITH METAPHOR AND RHYME
A BLIND MAN SEARCHING FOR THE CURE
YOU FIND IT THEN ITS LOST
QUICKLY FOUND AND LOST AGAIN
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I LOVE THE WAY YOU SEE THE WORLD
I LOVE
THE WAY YOU SEE THE WORLD
IT SEEMS AS THOUGH YOU SPEAK FOR ME
YOU ASK
THE QUESTIONS I WON’T ASK
AND LET ME FIND THE ANSWERS EASILY
I LOVE
THE WAY I FEEL NOT SO ALONE
AS IF YOU’VE STOOD THERE BY MY SIDE
AT TIMES
WHEN I FELT SO DESPERATELY
A MAN NOT EVEN WORTH A DIME
A BROKEN HEART, OR BROKEN DREAMS
JUST HOW SIMPLE YOU MAKE IT SEEM
I LOVE THE WAY YOU SEE THE WORLD
IF I COULD SEE THROUGH YOUR EYES
IF I COULD TELL THE TALES YOU TELL SO EFFORTLESSLY
WITH PEN IN HAND
I WOULD FIGHT THAT WAR OF WORDS
TO THE VICTOR GO THE SPOILS , I UNDERSTAND…?
I LISTEN HARD, I READ ALOUD
AND IN MY WEAKNESS STILL STAND PROUD
AND LOVE THE WAY YOU SEE THE WORLD
AND SO MANY MILES AWAY
THE WRITER STARES LOST TO THE SKY
VOID OF WORD, THOUGHT OR CARE
NO COMFORT IN HIS REASONS WHY
NOW WAIT
I’M BUT A DREAMER SON
I JUSTIFY, I SCHEME, BUT I DON’T KNOW
WE ALL FALL
WE ALL FIND A WAY TO STAND AGAIN
AND LEAVE THE PAIN OF YESTERDAYS AT OUR FEET
ALL MY WORDS I GIVE TO YOU
I’VE THROWN THEM OUT FOR SOMETHING NEW
ANOTHER WAY TO SEE THE WORLD
FIND THESE WORDS
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SO MANY BEAUTIFUL LIES
04:27
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So Far From the Beginning
I feel it when it comes
We hurt when it does hurt
We smile when thinking back
How I cried because it worked
Let you grow in my mind,
Looking back on your demand
And treat you as a friend always
Accepting of your helping hand
Not sure if that is what
We were all about
In fact sometimes I think we were both
looking for a way out.
Now stop me if I’m wrong,
No wait a minute don’t
Forget what I just said,
Perhaps I’m scared to be alone
We’re so far…..
Are we still running, or are we falling?
Am I doomed to days recalling
Your memories, or mine,
I don’t know sometimes
Truth be told, the truth did hurt
Yet it made me what I am
As I sit here reminiscing
As I write it down again…
Here’s to you old friend
“Shield the sunlight…”
Here’s to the days and nights
We lay uncertain
Here’s to the pain,
The questions,
And the answers
That we question still…..
Remember when we both were young
the days' simplicity
I'd just sit in waiting
Look at this picture
Not so long ago
we sat together in anticipation
Of what we now know
The time does disappear
Are you thinking like I am
How I wish that we could back
and anticipate again
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ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
THE ECHO’S OF EVERYTHING
I HAVE EVER FELT
THEY SEEM TO FOLLOW ME
THEY WALTZ RIGHT IN
AGAIN AND AGAIN
UNFINISHED BUSINESS IT SEEMS…
LIKE I DON’T REMEMBER
I REMEMBER TOO MUCH
LIVING IT OVER AND OVER
I‘VE TRIED TO RUN BUT…
IT HURTS LIKE THE FIRST TIME
IT HURTS AGAIN
FEEL LIKE I’M PAYING FOR SOME KIND OF SIN
A CURSE OR A CALLING?
I’M RISING, I’M FALLING
IN ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
IN ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
SO MANY YEARS,
AND QUESTIONS WHY
SO MANY ANSWERS UNREALIZED
JUST ONE LIFE
JUST ONE MAN
WITH EVERY VERSE TRYING TO FIGURE IT OUT AGAIN
AM I KNOWING I WON’T?
OR FEELING I CAN’T?
HOW MANY WORDS DOES IT TAKE
TO FINALLY UNDERSTAND
TO BE ONLY AS CLOSE
AS WHAT TOMORROW BRINGS
THEN START THE WHOLE THING OVER AGAIN
A CURSE OR A CALLING?
I’M RISING, I’M FALLING
IN ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
IN ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
TRUTH OR WONDER
FALLING UNDER
ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
ALL LIFE’S MYSTERIES
YOU TAKE
ALL THERE IS LEFT TO TAKE
AND HOLD IT LONGER THAN YOU SHOULD
IT’S BEAUTIFUL AND SAD,
PAINFUL WHEN IT CALLS
IT TAKES AND IT GIVES
AND THROUGH IT ALL
I’VE SEEN THE DAMAGE
I’VE SEEN THE RECOVERY
THEN FELT THE PAIN RUSH BACK
ALL OVER ME
IT’S NOT WHAT I WANTED
WHAT I BARGAINED FOR
BUT ITS WHAT I AM, IT’S HERE
IT’LL NEVER BE FAR
BE IT NOBLE OR FOOLISH,
CARELESS OR KIND
IN TRUTH OR THE MUCH SAFER LIE
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A LETTER NEVER SENT
I’M GOING WRITE A LETTER
ONE I MAY NEVER SEND
CAUSE IN A MOMENT OF WEAKNESS LIKE THIS
IT MAY BE CARELESS TO LET YOU IN
DO I REALLY WANT TO SHOW THIS STATE I’M IN
SHOULD WE EVER TRUST ANOTHER WITH OUR TRUE FEELINGS
GOING TO MAKE IT A STORY
GOT TO MAKE IT REAL
CAMOFLAUGE THE TRUTH THOUGH TO MAKE IT SEEM
LIKE ANOTHER MAN
BECAUSE THE TRUTH IS NOT ALWAYS WHAT WE NEED
ITS TURNED AROUND ON US, TURNED INTO WEAKNESSES
BUT HERE COMES THAT MELODY
THAT TEARS THE WORDS RIGHT OUT OF ME
ONTO THE PAPER, AND ON TO YOU
IT’S TRUE BUT…
MAY BE BETTER IN A BOTTLE,
WORDS SENT OUT TO SEA
STILL EXISTING, BUT NEVER TELLING
THEIR SAD STORY
STILL IN THE TWISTING NIGHT IT LAYS HERE WITH ME
WHISPERING CONSTANTLY TO A HEART THAT GRIEVES
BUT HERE COMES THAT MELODY
THAT TEARS THE WORDS RIGHT OUT OF ME
ONTO THE PAPER, AND ON TO YOU
IT’S TRUE
I’M GOING WRITE A LETTER
ONE I MAY NEVER SEND
I’M GOING WRITE A LETTER
WONDER HOW IT ENDS….
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ISN’T LIFE STRANGE
THE DAYS WITHOUT END
GAVE WAY LONG AGO
QUICKLY AS THEY BEGAN
SHOULDERS WEIGH HEAVY
GATHERERED UPON
BY PAIN AND DESTINY
I FEEL SOMETHING DIFFERENT
I FEEL SOMETHING MOVE
BEHIND THE EYES THAT STEAL
ALL WONDER BEFORE US
CANNOT STAY TO GIVE
TOMORROW RUSHES TO REVEAL
SO MANY YEARS
WE UNDERSTAND SO LITTLE STILL
---IN OPEN HANDS, WE HOLD
BOTH THE BEAUTY AND THE PAIN
ONLY CHANGE WHEN NOTHING REMAINS
AND SAY “ISN’T LIFE STRANGE”
CAN’T SAY I HAD NOTHING
CAN’T SAY I HAD ALL
CAN’T SAY I STOOD UP AFTER EACH FALL
EVERYTHING LEARNED
TO BE LEARNED AGAIN
AND THE CIRCLE WOULD NEVER END
SO MANY YEARS
WE UNDERSTAND SO LITTLE STILL
---IN OPEN HANDS, WE HOLD
BOTH THE BEAUTY AND THE PAIN
ONLY CHANGE WHEN NOTHING REMAINS
AND SAY “ISN’T LIFE STRANGE
BUT IT’S ALL WE KNOW
IT”S ALL WE SEE
IT’S WHAT WE BELIEVE
SOMETIMES I THINK THAT WE
COULD LIVE A THOUSAND YEARS
AND STILL NOT BREAK FREE
THE CHAINS THAT ARE OUR FEARS
I’VE TRIED WITH EVERY WORD AT MY COMMAND
AND HERE I TRY AGAIN..?
THE PLACES THEY HAVE CHANGED
THE FACES ALL LOOK THE SAME
EVERY ANSWER SHUNNED RETURNS
TO RIDICULE AND BLAME
I BUILD ON MY REFLECTION
FEIN SHOCK WHEN IT REVEALS
A MAN STANDING ALONE
JUST HE AND HIS SHIELD
SO MANY YEARS
WE UNDERSTAND SO LITTLE STILL
---IN OPEN HANDS, WE HOLD
BOTH THE BEAUTY AND THE PAIN
ONLY CHANGE WHEN NOTHING REMAINS
AND SAY
“ISN’T LIFE STRANGE
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‘TILL THE LAST SUNSET
This is a song for what hurts in your heart
For confusion and wonder of how it could start
And from what beginnings and the unknown end
Travel on, my dear travel on
There is a home if only in thought
There is forgiveness for every sin you impart
There are arms waiting to hold don’t forget
Travel on, my dear travel on…
TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS BUT WHAT HEALS THE PAIN
TIME IS A KILLER, FOR WHAT IT BRINGS AGAIN AND AGAIN
NOTHING FADES, NOTHING SAVED
STILL THE SAME, AGAIN AND AGAIN
We’re blinded by fear, uncertain and pained
We’re washed to the shores again and again
We are victims, we are kings
We are the rich..and the poor.
Loneliness feared or loneliness real,
Broken we write, and sing till we heal
With no promise, with no regret,
Battle won, battle on…..
TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS BUT WHAT HEALS THE PAIN
TIME IS A KILLER, FOR WHAT IT BRINGS AGAIN AND AGAIN
NOTHING FADES, NOTHING SAVED
STILL THE SAMEAGAIN AND AGAIN
Bridge:
Valley low, mountain high
Searching far, searching wide
….Searching still
Thru the dark, finding light
Burning bright, burning out
burning still…somewhere it’s
Burning still…
Did you sell all your lies, just cause you could
In the darkness we stand in a harrowing truth
We built where we lived, we lie where we should
Still we blame, till the end….so
Lay with the words heavy on your chest
And walk with me son ‘till the last sunset
We are children, we are together lost
Trusting to know, in the unknown
TIME HEALS ALL WOUNDS BUT WHAT HEALS THE PAIN
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The Last Song
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As I try to understand
With the pen held tightly in my hand
Everything I've said was true
Guess I’ve only ever given it to you
I've hidden,
In this world I walk
Frightened maybe,
Of the lessons that I taught
My battles lost to you unknown
Scribbled quickly onto pages that I've thrown -away
When nothing roars it's ugly roar
And loneliness runs blanketing the floor
With fearful steps I lightly step
Into a different truth
Into tears I wept
For all the love that went away
For Love not here even though it stays
I've lost the words- the melody escaped
Into the same limbo the limbo where I now wait
Every tear you cried,
I swear I cried them too
When time has passed and I'm gone what will you do?
Just look into, look into that strangers eyes
Cause he is you, you are him, and he is blind
I wish that I had just one more line
One more night looking into the lights blind
The silhouettes of faces I cannot face
Or warn that they will soon take my place
To all the answers I have yet found
And to the understanding that I'm not allowed
I bow to you a losers bow
Bloodied yet relieved it's over now
Time makes cowards of the brave
We struggle to find truth in all we gave
And pray to a god that we ignored
Yes, with nothing left to bargain with we call.....
To the dreams
To the day that dreams are done
To the hope left on the course we've run
It was never me and you against the world
Alone we came,
Alone we were,
Alone we go
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Human Drama Los Angeles, California
HUMAN DRAMA-2020
Since their formation in the early 80s,
singer/songwriter/guitarist Johnny Indovina has guided Human Drama through over a dozen critically acclaimed albums and countless spectacular live performances, creating a beautifully intense collection of work, while gathering the band a deeply devoted following in America, and most notably Mexico.
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