Kiss Me Quick

all songs © Annie Gallup & Peter Gallway. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 1. MOVING WEST 2. EARL HAD THE NIGHT SHIFT 3. HOW FAR WILL YOU GO 4. SECOND MONDAY OF THE WEEK 5. BEST KEPT SECRET IN BLUE HILL 6. NEW OLD LIFE 7. ONE AND THE SAME 8. MY DREAM LAST NIGHT 9. HE LOVED HORSES 10. MEMORY 11. EVERYBODY DANCE AND SPIN 12. KISS ME QUICK  MOVING WEST We packed it on up, put it in piles Took it to the dump, tears in our eyes All the things we did in this good old place Funny this old house is like your sweet face We’re moving west, gonna follow the sun We’ll get the kids up, put the coffee on Take the ten-cent goldfish, the credit card and a couple hundred bucks We’re moving west, wish us luck Your daddy got this place when his daddy’s heart gave out And he raised his little girl to say please and thank you It’s been me and you since high school, now we got little girls ourselves It’s a good old house, hope it’s good for someone else We’re moving west, gonna follow the sun We’ll get the kids up, put the coffee on Take the ten-cent goldfish, the credit card and a couple hundred bucks We’re moving west, wish us luck They say the life just left this county When everything shut down and all the pills came in We’ve done our best, I guess we played our part And maybe out west we’ll leave these dark angels behind us Remember those times we sat on this porch Played guitars and all sang a few songs We’ll have each other, me and you and the girls Wherever we go we’ll say a prayer for our new home We’re moving west, gonna follow the sun We’ll get the kids up, put the coffee on Take the ten-cent goldfish, the credit card and a couple hundred bucks We’re moving west, wish us luck EARL HAD THE NIGHT SHIFT Earl had the night shift 11 to 7 We’d head on up and he’d talk and smoke He had a way of moving cool and slow The softest face white as a ghost Earl’s eyes were yellow like smoke-stained fingers A voice so soft he’d never get mad Loved his wife on One-Forty-Seven Sometimes we’d drive him up and turn back around He had something in his pocket make you slip away We came up every single night all that summer His eyes got heavy but he’d never drift off There were cars to move all night long Earl had the night shift man it was quiet The radio low on Symphony Sid Sometimes we’d talk or watch the street We met Earl that summer with Lenny the Greek He had something in his pocket make you slip away We came up every single night all that summer His eyes got heavy but he’d never drift off There were cars to move all night long Earl wasn’t no hustle just a workingman Went home to his wife, his kids long gone He had a need that went back, way way back It was there in his pocket every single night Money ran out we had to go home We didn’t look back we were just kids But slow and steady, 11 to 7 Earl had the night shift, that’s where we left him He had something in his pocket make you slip away We came up every single night all that summer His eyes got heavy but he’d never drift off There were cars to move all night long Earl had the night shift . . . HOW FAR WILL YOU GO He wears a cross around his neck And not the star he was born to escape What does it mean to him? “I like the shape” Eyes like a wolf and the colors don’t match Why would he drink himself under the table Straight from the bottle that has skull with an eyepatch “I like the label” How far will you go, will you stop at nothing? I don’t know but I wonder How far you will go There’s a riddle in the cross of our roads And the stars we are walking under How far will you go? His stories are gold but they don’t add up He tells them well but they can’t all be true Does he believe I’ll believe every word? “That’s up to you” He’s been through hell but he won’t explain Scars for proof but the truth is still hazy To know what he knows, would he do it again? “I’d have to be crazy” How far will you go, will you stop at nothing? I don’t know but I wonder How far you will go There’s a riddle in the cross of our roads And the stars we are walking under How far will you go? He wears a cross on a silver chain Covers my eyes with his steady hands What does he need me to be? “Just understand” How far will you go, will you stop at nothing? I don’t know but I wonder How far you will go There’s a riddle in the cross of our roads And the stars we are walking under How far will you go, will you stop at nothing? I don’t know but I wonder How far will you go? SECOND MONDAY OF THE WEEK Top of the morning, time to get up Get on up you sleepyhead That ol’ mule is waitin’ on you To walk the row and down the other side What do I know, what do I do What do I do to take care of you? Fix some fence, haul the water Kiss your face and good lovin’ too It’s the second Monday of the week We better get up it’s a second chance Don’t be a bucket dropping down the well Makes no sense to drive yourself to hell Top of the morning, gonna get hot Take your hat the big straw one I’ll bring the basket ‘round twelve o’clock Meet you at the break in the split-rail fence Hope there’s shade, maybe some rain Been so dry can’t hardly spit This old mule catch my eye Says hey old man what you think you’re doin’? It’s the second Monday of the week We better get up it’s a second chance Don’t be a bucket dropping down the well Makes no sense to drive yourself to hell Hell ain’t no place to catch yourself Heaven ain’t nothing like here on earth All we get is what we got Fix yourself a good strong shot Give all the loving a good man got Top of the morning, time to get up Get on up you sleepyhead That ol’ mule is waitin’ on you To walk that row and down the other side It’s the second Monday of the week We better get up, it’s a second chance Don’t be a bucket dropping down the well Makes no sense to drive yourself Makes no sense to drive yourself to hell BEST KEPT SECRET IN BLUE HILL Later, when we thought back on the summer and fall No one could remember if Marty had been there at all “His band was hot. They could have been discovered” said Jane “so they were playing every hole in the wall in northern Maine” The best kept secret in Blue Hill The best kept secret in Blue Hill I thought I heard his music pouring out the barroom door But when I went inside, the stage was bare, nobody on the dance floor “He was everywhere and he was nowhere” said Joe “His house was dark and silent but his songs were on the radio” The best kept secret in Blue Hill The best kept secret in Blue Hill The DJ played his songs at Rose and Joe’s reception He should have been best man, he would have toasted them as only he can “But he was worst man,” said Clare, “he wasn’t there” Remember the night he made up lyrics on the spot The crowd spilled out the door and almost filled the parking lot and everyone was dancing, everyone was buying rounds and we never thought he’d ever get too famous for this town The best kept secret in Blue Hill The best kept secret in Blue Hill NEW OLD LIFE It’s my new old life I just got back into Tulsa It would be me and you if you were here by my side I left you with your mother in that house down in Norman Who would of thought a twister could spin you away It’s my new old life except I don’t know what I’m doing I can’t seem to sleep and the TV just blinks I try to remember but my mind’s gone cloudy Like the dark of the sky when it took you away Hey sweet Henry, hey there my man You were my anchor you were my friend It was me and my mother, wind darkening the sun Up, up and around as the oak trees came down I don’t know what to think or half what to say The words have been taken like the light of the day I loved you like nothing I ever had known I loved you like something you get to call your own It’s my new old life I just got back in the city It would be me and you if you were here by my side I left you with your mother in that house by the crossroads They say they’d never seen nothing like the twister that day Hey sweet Henry, hey there my man You were my anchor you were my friend It was me and my mother, wind darkening the sun Up and around, up and around, up and around And I pray you will land in your new old life My new old life, my new old life, this new old life ONE AND THE SAME He looks like her father. Don’t try to tell her he is not like her father She takes him at face value. She’s a visual person. Then she’s up to her eyes with familiar lies and bother But if she watches the curve of his mouth she’s blind to his cursing She closes her eyes. Nobody to blame What he is and he isn’t are one and the same He drives like a madman with reckless abandon, incredible skill Flashing through traffic and somehow nobody gets killed And catching her breath, she is tickled to death by the thrill She knows she should run there and then, but she never will She closes her eyes. Nobody to blame What he is and he isn’t are one and the same Burn it all page by page, turn it stone by stone She sings like a bird in a cage when there’s nobody home Fall far from the tree, nothing’s thicker than water There’s no place like home, she’s nobody’s daughter He looks like her father so it doesn’t matter he is not her father Her heart follows blindly. Seeing is believing. So how would she ever know one is not the other To her mind they are two of a kind, and both of them leaving She closes her eyes. Nobody to blame He is what he isn’t She closes her eyes like a child’s game. What he is and he isn’t are one and the same She closes her eyes. One and the same MY DREAM LAST NIGHT She says I got to wear a dress in my dream last night I picture her walking in the West End shadow The moon a sliver nearly out of sight In a summer dress she says kiss me quick She says I got to wear a dress in my dream last night Her eyes clear, deep as a novel Maybe the one I’ll sit down and write About the way she thinks I can only marvel She says I got to wear a dress in my dream last night I remember the time we went north to write In a rented house we could smell the sea The salt of the sea, the salt on our skin Picture that dress in an innocent dream Like faith and freedom and a long afternoon Like words on the page and the simplest things Making sense the way things should be She says I got to wear a dress in my dream last night I picture her as a younger girl I can see her now as she must have been The way she is, the way I am In a summer dress she says kiss me quick HE LOVED HORSES He loved horses since he was a kid And as a young man he crossed the river down south Looking for something that’s what young men did And when he came home he just wasn’t the same Didn’t talk of it much but there was a girl Sometimes things don’t work out the way you hope they will He’s got a feel for horses not much anything else He’s still up in the Mission below Kalispell Horses are skittish and horses are strong They want to know who you are and what you want They need to run free like the rest of us I guess He always loved horses more than anything else He grew up in South Texas had to fend for himself Learned to speak Spanish as good as it gets He had a feel for horses like his daddy did But that cowboy took off when he was just a kid Horses are skittish and horses are strong They want to know who you are and what you want They want to run free like the rest of us I guess He always loved horses more than anything else Oh the mountains of Sonora hold secrets it’s true Bands of wild horses in the light of the moon It was there that I found her, there she found me too It was there that we lost ourselves in the light of the moon They say he’s a loner but he’s quiet is all Say he talks to his horses and sticks to himself Guess he likes it there in the Mission and the Swan They say he’s got a daughter but we don’t know for sure Horses are skittish and horses are strong They want to know who you are and what you want They need to run free like the rest of us I guess He always loved horses more than anything else He loved horses since he was a kid And as a young man he crossed the river down south Looking for something that’s what young men did And when he came home he just wasn’t the same MEMORY They say each time you remember the memory will drift So you lose what’s true by not forgetting it I wanted to remember everything about you But I wore your memory through… this is just a story It was summer, endless summer. You were wild and out of place with your broken English, and your broken-in suitcase It was everything, and nothing at all, a secret swept away Afraid what the whole world would say But each time I remember the memory will drift I lose you just a little bit In this city of strangers, we had no place to go where we wouldn’t be seen by somebody that somebody knows We were underground and bound together by the same force that makes diamonds from coal, the weight of the world. But each time I remember the memory will drift I lose you just a little bit In the end, I chose you, in the end you couldn’t choose which, in the end, is choosing, so we cut each other loose I walked away and walked all night Heat still rising from the streets, at first light But each time I remember the memory will drift And I lose you I lose you just a little bit EVERYBODY DANCE AND SPIN We put a band together, had the tour of our life Then she went back to Ohio and he went back to his wife Everybody dance and spin If it wasn’t for the music, if it wasn’t for the money There’d be hell to pay, oh there’s hell to pay, honey Everybody dance and spin Nothing surprises me anymore Didn’t we write this song once before? That night in Brighton we were sick and bored Everybody dance and spin Blue light above the bar looks ghostly but I’m drawn to it My third and fourth martinis smell like a first aid kit Everybody dance and spin Nothing surprises me anymore Didn’t we write this song once before? That night in Brighton we were sick and bored Everybody dance and spin Nothing surprises me anymore Didn’t we write this song once before? Played it in Dayton and the crowd roared Everybody dance and spin We put a band together, had the tour of our life Then she went back to Ohio and he went back to his wife Everybody dance and spin KISS ME QUICK You were the prettiest thing I’d ever seen. Must have been a trick of the light. You were dressed to kill and you were mean. Oh, you were mine, alright… I gave you a rose as a kind of joke I thought I would love you until something broke Like my heart or my bones or the dinnerware I was scared I would break you beyond repair But the stars are out and the night is still You don’t know me and you never will You are nothing (You are everything) Like I thought (I hoped) you’d be Kiss me quick, the joke’s on me You’re a flower that grows where the earth is scarred brilliant, brave, too fragile for words And you’re a pedigreed dog, well bred, gone feral When you’re cornered you snap and snarl I couldn’t believe you took the bait I was so lonely I couldn’t see straight And you were dressed to kill and you were mean You were the prettiest thing I’d ever seen But the stars are out and the night is still You don’t know me and you never will You are nothing (You are everything) Like I thought (I hoped) you’d be Kiss me quick, the joke’s on me Kiss me quick