COMIING FROM THE GRAVE
Written by Sam Bisbee and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Bamsammusic, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI

Hear the lion roar
Hot to the ear
The taste of flesh
The smell of fear
Glory be the loudest
Of the wild cards played
Sound travels farthest
Coming from the grave

Test the strength of
That ole devil sea
The howling winds
The hated farm ways
The tide has turned against us
We’ve become slaves
Sound travels farthest
Coming from the grave

Does it take a hundred
Years to make a man
A difference of opinion
A smart way to ask
What answer can we question
What plan can we make
Sound travels farthest
Coming from the grave

Black ice on the bridge
Broken promises below
Drunken flavors and perfumes
And the eternal glow
In the eyes of a man
Standing at the gates
Sound travels farthest
Coming from the grave

Pole upon pole
Northeast and Southwest
Dance with your partner
A host to your guest
Through winter and fall
The oath never shakes
Sound travels farthest
Coming from the grave

ON YOUR WAY HOME
Written by Ignacio and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Lagartija Music, BMI

Driving in the rain at night
Crying and singing at the top of my lungs
It's been dark for so long
When is daylight? When will it come?

Where did our innocence go?
It's out there somewhere

The wipers creak, the heater’s broken
The gauge’s been reading empty since 1962
You're freezing cold with the window's open
You're out there somewhere
You're out there somewhere
On your way home

Saint Peter checked out
And Saint Luke is long gone
Saint Paul is waiting for his ride
Watching for the dawn

Where did our innocence go?
It's out there somewhere

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Saint Joe nurses a double whisky
While Saint John shoots a game of pool
You're chain smoking by the jukebox
And playing the fool

Seems so long ago the sun set in the west
My eyes keep searching for you, over every crest
Driving all night and the rain never ends
But the dawn is coming
The dawn is coming

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WHITE VINYL
Written by John Eder and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Green Lanes Music, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI

Picked up a record at the pawnshop
Took it home and spun it round
And when I let the needle drop
I heard my favorite song

Here she comes
She sees white vinyl
When she comes
She sees white vinyl
The clouds so blue
She sees white vinyl
All over you

We took a ride on the ferris wheel
What was that you were saying?
We were there just to cop a feel
What was the radio playing?

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No more candles on your birthday cake
Can you please stop the clock?
The band was over-rated
She had to show them how to rock

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GRAVITY
Written by Walter Salas-Humara and Jonathan Spottiswoode
Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and J SPOT Music, ASCAP

Words on a paper cup
We just make 'em up
On a Friday
All our thank you notes
Fall like dominos
On a Sunday

All the wanting is gone
I've got everything I need
All my friends leave the room
and I go to sleep

Gravity
Look at me
Disappearing Act
Make it up
Let it drop
The weight off my back

Things I don't understand
Don't have a master plan
Just fumbling
Whatever's left of me
I have the luxury
Of just tumbling

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I don't want to be
Stuck in a mirror on the wall
Don't need to be remembered
After midnight falls

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TEENAGE PRAYER
Written by Amy Daggett and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Published by Lagartija Music, BMI

Headed west to California
Gonna get up off my ass
Selling weed and shrooms and X to pay for the gas
Find a house right on the ocean
Get a board and learn to ride
Find a girl who has the sunshine in her eyes

Glory, Glory Halleluyah
Glory, Glory Halleluyah

If your blue jeans could talk
Would they talk to me
Woud they slide into my car and ride to the party
When the party's winding down
And we're leaving all your friends
Will your blue jeans come with me again and again

Glory, Glory Halleluyah
Glory, Glory Halleluyah

Ask for what you want
Don't just sit and stare
If you wanna get somewhere
You can't control my thoughts
Don't tell me it's not fair
It's just a teenage prayer

Headed south to Ensenada
With some new friends in my van
Drinkin tequila and listening to a mariachi band
Let the music never stop
Let the night become the day
Get me out of jail Dad, I'll come home to stay

Glory, Glory Halleluyah
Glory, Glory Halleluyah

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HOLD YOU IN MY ARMS
Written by Ryan Hedgecock and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Published by Skullpop Music, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI

All over the border
people are crossing
Jump in the water
Don’t let it cover
One day I will hold you in my arms

White moon is smiling
Over the river
A boat made of longing
Is tossing and turning
One day I will hold you in my arms

Breathe in the madness
Time is a burden
Painting a canvas
Of colors and sadness
One day I will hold you in my arms

Water is a gift
The rope that never ends
Water is a gift
The rope that never ends

One day I will hold you in my arms


GETTING TRASHED
Written by Amy Daggett and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Published by Lagartija Music, BMI

We live in the same city
We are drinking and we are thinking
That we're all drawing from the same kitty
And this small world just keeps shrinking
We are a bunch of normal people getting trashed

We stand a few feet from each other
Probably dated the same women
We'll be back at work tomorrow
But till then we're on a simple mission
We are a bunch of normal people getting trashed

My life is your life
Is her life not mine
We cant hide
We're gonna collide

Got your boat on top the jeep
The Hot Pink bike strapped on the rear
Headin south down to Mako beach
With a cooler full of beer!
We are a bunch of normal people getting trashed


ELECTION DAY
Written by Sam Bisbee and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Published by Bamsammusic, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI

Drain your glass right to the end
Feeling rough but on the mend
Can you see around the bend?
Will it change and when?
Your mouth is a killing spree
I might be your enemy
What Is that thing you do to me
Can it happen endlessly

We can’t lose, it’s election day
We can choose, it's election day
The sun is gonna rise
The stars are gonna fly

Buy some beer from the corner store
Slide the key into your door
Throw our clothes onto the floor
Less is always more
You're on top with your headphones on
So loud I can hear the song
I just have to sing along
And every word makes me stronger

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It's 5am and I'm walking home
The city's waking up and you are shining
You are flying

CHORUS


NEVER LOST THE SUNSHINE
Written by Walter Salas-Humara and Jonathan Spottiswoode
Published by Published by Lagartija Music, BMI and J SPOT Music, ASCAP

She crossed the stage
And sat down at the desk
Delivered the beauty and the grace
Anticipated the next
Question and the next
Answer was so elegantly framed
He felt wonderful inside
The beginning of the game

You never lost the Sunshine
You never found the rain
You've always had a good time
You never lost the Sunshine

The first line in his speech
Covered his tracks
Everything was in reach
The front was in the back
They were waiting out side
With a bulletproof plan
A glass of champagne
And a rock and roll band

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Ask a question
You knew the answer
You'd already been there
She never practices
But she always dances best

She smiled for the cameras
A genuine smile
One to turn a cynic
Into a five year old child
There are people who worry
Their whole lives away
Always running for money
Deleting each day

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THE RING OF TREES
Written by John Eder and Walter Salas-Humara
Published by Published by Green Lanes Music, BMI and Lagartija Music, BMI

There's a ring of trees
By the side of the road
By the side of the road
There's a ring of trees

Here the whispers there
The whisper of the leaves
Falling to the ground
The ground beneath your knees

I walk through the walls
To watch you undress
I'm under your bed
I'm under your desk

There's a ring of trees
By the side of the road
By the side of the road
There's a ring of trees

Let the babies cry
Let the branches bow
Let the witches howl
Let's the lights go out

How I want to be
In your company
Under the canopy
Of the ring of trees

Meet me tonight
In the ring of trees

There's a ring of trees
By the side of the road
By the side of the road
There's a ring of trees

Winter's coming down
Birds are leaving town
The moon is coming up
Light without a sound

Let the river flow
Let the four winds know
Let my two legs take me
As fast as they can go

How I want to be
In your company
Under the canopy
Of the ring of trees

Meet me tonight
In the ring of trees