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Manifest Destiny

by The Gunboat Diplomats

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Original Sin 03:56
Original Sin When the sun creeps by and your shadow grows You can run, you can hide, but he’s by your side And he always knows Where the skeletons lie and what it’s all about You can wash your hands but there ain’t no chance You’ll get the bloodstains out Right from the very start until the bitter end Once you feel him bite, the serpent ain't your friend 'Cause when your time is up and the chips are down You'll wear the bad mistakes like a thorny crown And the past will haunt you, poison under your skin We'll all dance in the fire of original sin At the end of my chain, now it's do or die And my bones feel old, naked and cold Without an alibi I can drown the pain in the devil's brew Drop down on my knees, but I'll find no peace Until the debt comes due When the world is dark and the lights go out Well, you better believe, there can be no doubt That it's never too early to see that it's too late For all the sinner's souls and for the saints who prayed Don't matter where you're from, only where you've been We'll all dance in the fire of original sin The sins of the father, sins of the son No escape, why bother, you're under the gun You lied, tricked 'em, confessed to the priest We all play the victim, we all feed the beast Born in the crime, inherit the strife Serving hard time all your life And the prison you've built will take it's toll Like the pain and guilt that damn your soul You can hide your face, change your name But you've earned your place down in the flame You can't disguise the demons within We're all baptized in original sin
Boardwalk Dreams If you’re headed east on Sixth Avenue You’ll hit a stretch of beach where the sky is blue And the sea is green Life is so serene That’s where we ditched all our hassles Man, we were grand Kings building mighty castles in the sand Like it’s always been Till the tide rolled in Young kids just chasing boardwalk dreams Mama and Daddy used to come down here The big bands would play and they danced on the pier Swaying slow and nice Under starry skies Now there’s just some twisted pilings where it used to be Ever since Dora swept it out to sea Like ashes from an urn Never to return Two souls just chasing boardwalk dreams The carousel and the tilt-a-whirl Spun me ‘round and ‘round Took the Ferris wheel to the top of the world Ended up back on the ground But the things I find turning in my mind Have all long gone away Like the sun that shined All over yesterday Lord, I remember Up on the boardwalk at the penny arcade Madame Zita told our fortune, made in the shade The old guy wearing a patch over one of his eyes Said, “Step right up, young man, you could win a prize” A greasy corn dog and a bottle of pop Drove the bumper cars, man, we could not stop No school, no cares, no plans and summer was our friend We never wanted it to end Over at The Crab Pot, they were drunk by noon Sunburned rednecks jamming to a Skynyrd tune Babes in bikinis, cold beer in hand Did the flip flop hip hop shimmy shuffle for the band They’re having a party out on the deck From the tattooed guy with a snake on his neck To the sweet young waitresses and all the in-betweens Just fools chasing boardwalk dreams The carousel and the tilt-a-whirl Spun me ‘round and ‘round Took the Ferris wheel to the top of the world Ended up back on the ground But the things I find turning in my mind Have all long gone away Leave them all behind Let go of yesterday Down at the beach I remember what I could not save Where the surfers still wait for the perfect wave They ride them in Then paddle out again Well, they tore down the boardwalk and left no trace So the Crab Pot crowd moved to Ginger’s Place They always know Somewhere to go I see a young couple strolling hand in hand Heart with initials etched in the sand Until the tide Washes it from sight New lovers chasing boardwalk dreams
I'm Not Going Back To Jacksonville Can't get no rest, but I feel fine I'm headed west, track number nine That lonely whistle blows The only song it knows And so it goes on down the line There's no loose ends, just severed ties No sad events or long goodbyes A point of no return After those bridges burn I'll learn to tell myself sweet lies I tried to play my cards just right But I watched my house of cards ignite For all I know, it's burning still Before the dust had settled down I knocked off the rust and I got out of town And I'm not going back to Jacksonville Just like bad news, I travel fast But not quick enough to lose the past And all the miles between From Starke to Abilene Don't mean I'm finally free at last So what's the use, what's done is done I cut 'em loose then cut and run And once that line is crossed Just figure up the cost Maybe I lost more than I won Without a plan and without a doubt When it hit the fan I caught the last train out I'll let it roll me where it will There may be a dead end sign Waiting for me at the end of the line But I'm not going back to Jacksonville
Beneath A Solemn Sky By a brown and withered garden, there's a chapel in the sand Where the wicked and the faithful come to make their final stand As another bitter season ends, now the hour is at hand For the seeds of hope have fallen on parched and stony ground Can you hear the prophets calling while the world keeps spinning 'round? But it all goes with the territory and, for what it's worth, The meek and brave prepare a grave in the dusty barren earth While the bones of last week's promises are buried in the square The saints and doubting Thomases all bow their heads in prayer But the words can bring no comfort to the foolish or the wise Till the heavens rain on the brittle grain Like teardrops from the quiet, solemn sky Now the thunderclouds are gathering A shadow on the land So rejoice you sons and daughters, but wouldn't it be rich If the holy, healing waters soon undermined the bridge Rushing up to breach the levy on that long and fateful day Till the rising flood made it clear as mud All the sins are washed away Down the ancient, winding river to the dark and briny sea Now these old foundations shiver at the sacred memory Of that brief and blessed moment when providence supplied A sad lament for the penitent who are damn well sanctified
Get Myself Back Home Freedom, it calls to me Footloose ad far across the sea Here and there without a care, that's the way to be But freedom is never free My days of wandering are gone And now I'm pondering as I think upon All my rambling from Timbuktu to Rome I know one day I'll get myself back home Trouble, it knows my name Seems like my only claim to fame Bad mistakes and lousy breaks, just myself to blame But trouble, that's a losing game The time for close escapes is past Sad woes and narrow scrapes, behind me now at last I've been running from Timbuktu to Rome Now it's high time I get myself back home Get back... Fortune, well, you can bet The more your risk the more you get Add the sum of where you're from to what you can't forget My fortune lies straight ahead And on my odyssey I've found Right where I oughtta be, and that's just where I'm bound I've been searching from Timbuktu to Rome For the answer, I'll get myself back home Back home...
Brand New Skin I went walking through my old town Where I strolled down favorite streets to say hello And so I felt inclined to ease my mind by searching high and low For the world I used to know I remember days of laughter Chasing after bright mirages by the shore But all those secret spaces, hiding places where I roamed before Don't belong here anymore (Chorus) Whoa, it can break your heart To break the chains you're living in Whoa, break them all apart Then you can break some brand new skin (Repeat Chorus) For you memories cannot save you In a brave new world where no-one knows your name But time will change and re-arrange the sacred ground you used to claim 'Cause nothing here remains the same
Judgment Road Distant thunder, restless night, last smoke in the pack I stopped a stranger, bummed a light and took a long sweet drag When it burned like hell to pay and turned my fingers black I crushed it out and walked away, and I ain't looking back I feel it in my soul, there's something calling me Out where the dust clouds roll, that's where I'm gonna be This highway takes its toll before it sets you free 'Round the final bend straight to the end Of Judgment Road Racing past the break of dawn across the great divide Stuck on "E," the rearview's gone, now there's no place left to hide I drove into the blinding sun, too strung out to sleep After all is said and done, there's no secrets left to keep 'Cause sins are not forgiven and no one here forgets The guilty go on living til they die with their regrets Beyond the far horizon's edge the truth must stake its claim On that lonely, narrow ledge where there's no one left to blame For what you are and what you're not, and for the cause you serve You give it everything you've got and get what you deserve I feel it in my soul, there's something calling me Out where the dust clouds roll, that's where I'm gonna be This highway takes its toll before it sets you free 'Round the final bend straight to the end Of Judgment Road


A tale of regret, reflection and redemption. (More songs coming soon)


released August 14, 2017

Recorded at Zoe Tribe Studios.
All songs by K. Holmes/Lexisongs


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