Carolina Folk Revivalism

by Henry Luther

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1.
2am 04:05
Shedding dreams as the rain taps at my window It's 2am, I should've already been gone One too many times I've had to deal with this One too many times we've failed to coexist Headed west through the hills of Tennessee I've got you and that's enough for me One too many times we've gotten into it One too many times we've failed to find the exit Packed my bags and I'm gone today Packed my bags everything is gonna be ok Packed my bags and it's time for me to go away I wanna be the next Christopher McCandless I wanna do something dumb and bold and reckless One too many times I've failed to get away One too many times I've failed to be ok One too many times I've tried to run One too many times I've messed up One too many times I've given up One too many times I've said too much One too many times I've been in love
2.
I met a girl She said she'd always love me unless I mess up I'll do it eventually I met her dad He said he'd probably kill me when I mess up I'll do it eventually I met her mom She's a little crazy. Said the sky was green I had to disagree I met her sister She said she'll always hate me as long as I'm with her sister She'll forgive me eventually I met her brother He said he was my brother from another mother Does that make him my step brother? I met her cousin There's not too much to say about him I met her other cousin He said if you can't hack it you should get a jacket I said I'm wearing pants I met her uncle He was even crazier than her dad - told me how many guns he had Said Hillary couldn't take 'em I met her great-grandfather He said you better take care of my daughter. I said, "Sir, I'm with your great-grandaughter" He said, "I know, take care of her grandmother" I met her daughter I said where'd you come from? She said the sky above, descended like a dove I met her biographer I asked, "What's my chapter about?" He said he left that chapter out at my girl's request I met her lover He asked me why I loved her. I said let me ask you the same thing And we're both still thinking
3.
There is a house out in nowhere that I'd like to see But only if you'll come with me There are no signs on the trees near where it is But it's the kind of place that you can't miss (unless you want to) The sky is blue - the trees are green - out in the yard When we make it life won't be so hard We'll wash our hands down by the river before we get there We'll do away with all our cares There is no writing on the walls, besides what's in our hearts When we get there we can make a new start 'Cause it's so deep in the woods, we'll hear no automobiles And we'll have nothing that they can steal (they can't take love) And it might take some time to find, but it'll be worth it And we will want to, but we can't quit When we make it, the reward will out weigh the pain And we'll have shelter from the rain
4.
Got caught up in a grapevine But I came out the other side My girl told me last night "I know you're wrong because I'm right" I'm just here to have fun Never meant to harm to anyone It's not my place to judge Do what you will, do what you must Got caught up in a clothesline Woman hung me out to dry My girl told me last night "I know you're wrong because you lie" I'm not here to blame fate I have knocked at heaven's gate, and that's ok When you leave, bring me a plate Morning comes early anyway
5.
My hometown is a place I don't see much anymore I guess it probably needs me as much as I need it In my hometown I kind of feel a little insecure I say hi to the girl at the store, but I don't think I know her anymore 'Cause my hometown exists somewhere between a memory And the reality of what it's become So I'm not sure if what I love is what it was Or what it seems to be in a backroad moonlight memory My hometown's a bottle of shine, or homemade wine Whatever you might find inside your dad's cooler Three best friends, a pickup truck. We give no fucks But with a little luck we'll make it home tonight 'Cause my hometown's the kind of place you learn to drink and drive Watching other guys make mistakes An old dirt road, or so I'm told, will heal your soul Or at least help you catch a buzz with the windows down and the radio up 'Cause hometown's a smoky bar, beers by the car Everyone knows who you are when you walk in Falling down at 4am, then we rise again Most honest men don't live this life of sin 'Cause my hometown is a facade. Hands high to God So it's kind of odd the way we treat each other My dad says a cat has no eyes past 3 at night But what happens in the dark always surely comes out in the light I make my best songs when it's raining and I'm home But I don't get that chance very often I just wanna write something honest, sincere and pure I have trouble with that sometimes My hometown's a backroad night, or morning light Waking up inside Bek's spare bedroom My mother's hands, or my dad's smile when we talk awhile And he tells me how wild he was in younger days It's a long backporch song at the break of dawn Uncle Tim left the radio on an old country station It's "hey man, take me to the store I need 24" And finding something more along the way It's a dream of a friend I haven't seen again Since I left back then for Ohio It's everyone I don't see when I'm visiting It's all the times I couldn't stay awhile It's everything I've ever loved and God above It's me scrubbing my dad's tub when he asks It's everything I've ever known. It's my home It's everything I'm never getting back Columbia I love you I'm thinking of you now It will be night soon, I'm in my bedroom If you'd like, you can stay the night Those nights meant everything to me All we really wanted was to be free But everything has to change This year has knocked me on my back 'Til I fall or fail I'm not looking back Everything stays the same
6.
I got a girl from Tennessee She doesn't want or need anything from me But we know how the story goes We fall apart at 2am A real work of art, the shape I'm in But when I wake up That's when I make up Things to say I got a girl from Delaware I told her I loved her but she didn't seem to care She stumbles out and into a bar Bright lights and knife fights out by the car Give me one last try I swear this time I'll make things right Come morning light I got a girl from Connecticut The night collapsed but it was lit Askin bout Xans in the VIP You know you can't get that shit from me Bartender give me your cheapest drink Matter of fact, I'll take three I'm out of hand so I'll just leave I might say something I don't mean Please let me stay I'm on my way I've come to say I might just change
7.
Breakup Song 02:30
It was a stroke of fucking genius Letting you go Nights I'd call home All alone It was a stroke of fucking genius Letting you walk away Every single day Seemed the same It was a stroke of fucking genius Letting you storm off You blamed the alcohol But it was my fault It was a stroke of fucking genius Loading up my truck You wished my ass good luck But I gave no fucks
8.
I was in love with the weather It reminded me of a long time ago I didn't think things could get better That is something I now know 'Cause all along we had to grow I couldn't wait to get older And see the things I needed to see I thought by now I'd be bolder But I wake up and I'm still me But love is all I really need I know sometimes we feel alone But October feels like home The neon nights got colder I wasn't feeling like myself By the first of October I was feeling like someone else And all the cold, it didn't help I made a map of my sorrows And drove the world to repay a debt I can't return what I borrowed I haven't made a payment yet But all the loss was worth the bet Long cold nighttime was a song Sweet sad sorrow sings along I can't be making all of this up I've seen the signs and I've had enough I can't begin to take all this in I'll burn it down and start again
9.
When I drink my whiskey I make mistakes I shouldn't make When I drink my whiskey I say things I shouldn't say But my friends love me anyway When I drink my beer I get ideas I shouldn't get When I drink my beer I do things I forget But there's not a lot I do regret I always thought it was the fun All along It was the time with friends I love
10.
Who Are You? 05:08
I barely know you I should have told you For all we’ve been through I just can’t be honest You were a lover Like none other But undercover You were fairly obvious That last long weekend You went off the deep end I wanted to sleep in Look at where it got us It turned for the worst when You said I deserved it All structures were burning That’s just being modest And everything that I did say was met with Criticizing every friend I kept with And you were far from amused She interrupted my breakfast With the scientific method Took my beer and kept it That was ill-advised She crashed through the household Explaining a mouthful Intentions were doubtful At least at the time She said to confess it Or she’d have me arrested “Think of the impression!" Take your own advice She said that she loved me And held it above me Guessed it was for nothing Quite the sacrifice And everything that I did say was met with Emphasizing all the mistakes I slept with And you were far from amused Looking back I can see it But can hardly believe it It was quite the achievement Staging such a scene Past the doorframe I swore off By the alley I forgot In the streets I hear gunshots But don’t know what they mean These days I see beauty Passing around and through me The visions are soothing Careless and obscene There’s a piece of my past there Back down those sad stairs But there’s no going back there At least not for me And everything that I now say is met with Uninviting silence and sweet kind deaf ears And you are far from amused I barely know you I should have told you For all we’ve been through I just can’t be honest
11.
Mr. Kite and Brutus crept in A bit late to the benefit Mr. Moore had lost the Senate And Mr. Kite had a bottle to finish And the flashing lights And the fractal sprites And the neon night Told of what might come And the time and space And the pulsing bass The piano played Mr. Kite and Brutus waited Out back by the elevators While the guests all celebrated They met with the Liberators And the whiskey drinks And the time to think While the glasses clinked They hashed out a plan When the time had come Brutus was the one In the morning sun The piano played again Never going back to those restless days Never going back to that time and place Never going back to selfish space Never going back to that helpless state

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recorded and produced by henry luther at
grindflow productions studios, columbia, sc
Ⓒ 2018 henry luther capps iii, all rights reserved

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released May 1, 2018

henry luther - vocals, guitar, harmonica, synth bass, bass, synth, drum programming

cleo the cat - vocals on october weather interlude

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