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Slippery Road


Lyrics for Slippery Road




If You Could believe In You

I know you hate to hear me complain, so I won't.
Just let me lay here quietly beside you.
I could find you, and bring you back hope.
I don't care what you've done in the past.
Now is all that matters let it last
while there's a chance to slip away.

Don't you know that I'm still in love with you now.
It hurts me to see you sinking down.
I would open the brightest sky, let you through.
If only you could believe, if you could believe in you.

All the money doesn't mean that much.
It only serves to pull you further out of touch.
A desparate crutch that leaves you crippled and bound.
You don't even seem to see all the demons fighting as you bleed.
And how I plead you'll turn away.

Don't you know that I'm still in love with you now.
It hurts me to see you sinking down.
I would open the brightest sky, let you through.
If only you could believe, if you could believe in you. 

You don't have to say you're sorry to me.
Just let yourself free.

I don't need a perfect life.
All I want is peace, and love, and life
could go forever with its imperfect pitch.
You're drowning in the sense escaping from your head,
and I know you don't hear anything I've said.
You'll keep your bed while life goes on.

Don't you know I'm still in love with you.
It hurts me to see you sinking down.
I would open the brightest sky, let you through.
If only you could believe, if you could believe in
You don't have to say your sorry to me.
Just let yourself, just yourself be free.  Be free.
I would open the brightest sky let you through, 
if only you could believe, if you could believe in you.







I Don't Own You

Pieces of market, borrowed presents from the earth
are sold like we own the world we have.
But we are slaves to everything.
Fighting the ones we love to be free.

I don't own anything I see around,
and I don't own you.

Can't ask the questions.  Can't take the answers from the grave.
Can't know everything.  Can't know how we are saved.
Can't know it all cause I have no control at all.

I don't own anything I see around,
and I don't own you.

Memories in my mind,
clouded by my blind perceptions.
So hard to find
a truthful past reflection.
No one could make you run away.
No one could make you want to stay.
Your desire is a freedom I can't change.

Talented painters of light,
capturing the days now yesterday.
Freezing up moments of time as hours pass away.
Do they own the scene they see?
Do I own this dream I dream.

I don't own anything I see around,
and I, I don't own you.
No, I don't own anything I see around me,
and I, I don't own you
No, I don't own you.








Slippery Road

I don't remember how it all began.
I just found myself in this rubber red land.
Too dark for forest and too damp for man,
I'm just kicking around doing best that I can.

There's a fire burning and a light down low.
Gotta slip on down through that slippery road.

There's a steady rhythm with a uniform beat,
drowning my senses in the uniform heat.
I'm in it over my head in this fluid filled bed.
Trapped in this tomb.
This ain't no luxury suite.

There's a fire burning and a light down low.
Gotta slip on down through that slippery road.

Feel the walls crashing round me.  Feel it crushing my head.
Hear the screaming from a woman living out on the ledge.
She said, "Little baby, little soul.
Come on slip on down through my slippery road."

Feel myself sliding past these jelly filled walls,
traveling down the long forbidden halls.
Keeping tied to a rope, never loosing my hope,
as I start my adventure to the great unknown.

Feel the ebbing of the pressure as it releases its hold.
Only for a moment, then it mutates my bones.
She cried, "Little baby, little soul.
Come on, slip on down through my slippery road."

Shot through.  Spit out to dry.
I feel an icy breeze and a hand on my thigh.
Flicks my fingers, and it flicks my toes.
Vacuum suction pulls my head through my nose.

There's a blinding light.
My body's out of control.
Been cut off from the only home that I know.
I hear myself screaming, shut out in the cold.
Cause I slipped on down through that slippery road.
Don't you slip on down through that slippery road.
Don't you slip on down that slippery road.







Does My Heart Show

I use to walk with you for hours on a Sunday afternoon.
No where to go, but it was everything with you.
Yes, we use to laugh and talk for hours
of the things we'd someday do.
How could I know I wouldn't get to do them with you?

Do you know I'm dying as you gently let me down?
I'm nothing but pieces burning.
Scattered ashes seeping through this ground.
Everytime you're near I wonder,
do you see through?
Does my heart begin to show?

Traveling alone at night,
I watch for you in every face I see.
But every face seems empty
when you're not on the scene.
I am reaching out for shadows
of the way things use to always seem to be.
I find myself desperately refusing to believe.

Do you know I'm dying as you gently let me down?
I'm nothing but pieces burning.
Scattered ashes seeping through this ground.
Everytime you're near I wonder,
do you see through?
Does my heart begin to show? 

All my memories hit me hard with a vengeance.
I must say, I am more than a little confused.
Love was dripping honey, then a prick from your sting.
It hurt, but I'm keeping it from you.

Down by the banks of the river, I floated on your hands.
Do you remeber?
I looked upon the treasures abounding on your shore.
I can't escape my heart forever,
but if I could be remotely clever,
I'd walk away no.
I'd never knock on your door.

Do you know I'm dying as you gently let me down?
 Does my heart begin to show?
Do you know?
Do you even know I'm dying?
Does my heart begin to show? 







Catatonic

Last night, you know, I just couldn't sleep.
I was feeling kind of wired.
Couldn't stop my mind from thingking
of everything we'd say and do,
anticipating you, in just three hundred miles.

Got up early about a quarter to five.
I've been cruising through the desert on this long hot drive,
popping sunflower seeds, trying to keep myself alive.
Won't stop.  I'm making good time.
Oh, making good time.

I'm getting closer to your home state line.
I can't wait to see you.  It's been a long time.
But my head is getting heavy as I'm passing by the levy,
and I wish I was there in your loving arms.

I've been good.  Got nothing to complain,
though the drone of this drive is numbing my brain,
and this monotonous site slowly makes me insane.
I'm a catatonic driver trying to win this race.

And I'm loosing hold of my mind.
 Sleep is so hard to fight.

Every mile marker seems so far away.
When I got up this morning, did I pray?
Got the air conditioner up and the radio loud,
but nothing seems to dissipate this murky cloud.

My body's so tired.  I could melt in my seat.
My eyelids want to lock every time I blink.
I feel punch drunk.  I just can't think.
Too stupid to stop.  Too drowsy to see.

And I'm loosing hold of my mind.
Sleep is so hard to fight.

Every mile seems so far away, so far away.
And I want to see you once again.

Hear metal crunching metal.
 Feel it thrust hard down.
Then I'm flying high, twisting around.
Am I dreaming?  I can't be awake
cause that's my body on the side of this wide altered state.

And I'm loosing hold of my mind.
Sleep is so hard to fight.
Can't have tomorrow if I blow it all today.
Don't want the sorrow.
I'm not looking for an early grave.
I want to see you once again.
I want to be myself again.







Cold

From the battles by the courtyard,
washed down by the vixen rain,
flashes dare to tempt the shadows.
She flies like a bird, but her body remains.

I wonder if you ever knew the look that he gave you.
I wonder if you ever saw the cold in his eyes.
Did you fight every terror come at you,
or like a lover let go to the sky?

Battered hearts come down on living stone.
Shattered parts are just fractions of an evening.
No one can take away this moment her own,
as she breaks the bond between body and soul.

I wonder if you ever knew the look that he gave you.
I wonder if you ever saw the cold in his eyes.
Did you fight every terror come at you,
or like a lover let go to the sky? 

And they wait for your calls.
Where you going?
Yes, they wait for your voice not knowing.
How they long for the smell of your clothing,
while you fly away.

I wonder if you ever knew the look that he gave you.
I wonder if you ever saw the cold in his eyes.
Did you fight every terror come at you,
or like a lover let go to the sky? 







Let the Healing Begin

Once I feared that I was drowning.
Once I thought the only way up was out.
Departure was so inviting,
but now I've come to learn what life is about.

Now even through the darkest hour I see
tomorrow takes away the bleakest dreams.
I have in me power to create a change for better things.

Life is for believing.
Breathe in and out.  Let it all come in.
Let the tears go you've been holding to,
and let them roll down.
Let the healing,
the healing begin.

Lost inside a cold December
curled up on the cradle of the snow,
I felt the warmth from dying embers,
and deep within I watched a fire start to grow.

Now even through the darkest hour I see
tomorrow takes away the bleakest dreams.
I have in me power to create a change for better things.

Life is for believing.
Breathe in and out. Let it all come in.
Let the tears go you've been holding to,
and let them roll down.
Let the healing,
the healing begin. 

Waking up to find the nightmare was not a dream,
I seem to notice myself bleeding internally.
I won't go down into the deep.
I'll land a ride on the next dream.

Now even through the darkest hour I see
tomorrow takes away the bleakest dreams.
I have in me power to create a change for better things.

Life is for believing.
Breathe in and out. Let it all come in.
Let the tears go you've been holding to,
and let them roll down.
Let the healing,
the healing begin. 







Schadenfreude

Always the perfect one.
Thought god gave you the sun
to shine on everything that you ever would do.
But you took advantage of your beauty
cause you knew.
Clowns like me gathered at your precious feet
and swallowed every breath as each move was consumed.
But you lived in a world of lies,
kept me hypnotized
as you trampled down my bludgeoned flesh.

And I feel a bit of schadenfreude,
watching you wipe the egg off your face.
Just a little bit of schadenfreude,
watching you crawl away.

I know it wasn't smart to give away my heart,
but I never dreamed there could be such a cannibal feast.
You savored every taste as your tongue cut me deep.
Did you stop to see my shrunken skull under your feet?
Did you feel the burn as you roasted my flesh on a spit?
Well I'm coming out alive.
Just in time to watch you wallow in your pit.

And I feel a bit of schadenfreude,
watching you wipe the egg off your face.
Just a little bit of schadenfreude,
watching you crawl away. 

God forgive me.
God forgive me right now.
I know these thoughts I should learn to control
Strange the way bad luck can take you down while others smile
from the side lines.
Well, I know that I shouldn't feel this way,
but every time, every time I see your face
I can't control this laughter inside me,
watching you crawl away.
Yes, every time I see your face
I can't control these emotions inside me
wathcing you.







High Now

I remember I was traveling down a dirty road to meet my lover.
Written on an envelope he found, he said,
"Meet me at nine by the deserted theatre."
I knew it was an unusual spot,
but some don't mind it cold, and my man like it hot, yeah.
Traveling down the road.
Down the road.

I feel something in the air.
Are you there?
Something strange out there.
Out there.

I feel I'm driving down the road in another time zone.
I feel I'm flying high now.
High now.
There's something misplaced.
I wonder if it can be me.
This place is flying now.

I slowed down by the ravine.
I thought I'd seen a stranger hitching his thumb my way.
Got a colt 45 beneath the seat,
so I can afford to be kind, can afford to be sweet.
I found he was a handsome man.
Caught me off gaurd as I looked at his hands.
He held nothing.
No keys, no backpack.
He got in the car.  We drove away.
He said nothing.
No "hi" no "thank you."
His eyes were far away.

I feel something in the air.
Are you there?
Something strange out there.
Out there.

I feel I'm driving down the road in another time zone.
I feel I'm flying high now.
High now.
There's something misplaced.
I wonder if it can be me.
This place is flying now.

I turned to look, and he was gone.
I turned and the road went on and on.
Na na na na.
I turned and the sky began to play.
I turned and the colors melted into a pastel rainbow.

I feel I'm driving down the road in another,
in another time zone.
I feel I'm flying high now.
High now.
There's something misplaced.
I wonder if it can be me.
This place is flying now.  Flying now.
Flying high now.
Flying, flying now.







See

Living in a small town next to the mines,
she had a controversial talent she was trying to hide.
But they soon discovered her one at a time,
and no one could leave her alone.

They said her childhood had a traumatic incident.
And since then, she found she was prophetic.
She'd look at your hands and see a roadmap with pictures
of what was to be.

She'd see what the eyes can not understand.
See to be free.
When the world is sitting in our hands, can you leave?
See.  See in me.

Word got round about her ninety percent success rate.
People swarmed around her to learn of their fate.
Soon a business she did create
and turned visions to dimes.

She felt the burden the responsibility
of knowing when to be silent and when to speak.
People gave up living their lives on their own
for something to believe.

She'd see what the eyes can not understand.
See to be free.
When the world is sitting in our hands, can you leave?
See. See in me. 

Why face today?
Everything always stays the same.
I'm searching for tomorrow.

See what the eyes can not understand.
See to be free.
When the world is sitting in our hands,
See. 
See in me. 







When the Dream Leaves

When the dream leaves and your body awakens
to stones of granite and jaguar lights,
I know you'll forget me.
You're too young to remember those hologram feelings
of some where nights.

So when the rain falls
down on your pillow,
wish for me,
and I'll come to you.
Let lightning enter your heart's surroundings.
Yes, I'll be waiting to bring you through.

Someday will come when you will see me,
standing by the side of a road.
And deep under breath, your soul will know me
with dim recollections of a mystery abode.

So when the rain falls
down on your pillow,
wish for me,
and I'll come to you.
Let lightning enter your heart's surroundings.
Yes, I'll be waiting to bring you through.