Dave Sills

Dave Sills
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Dave Sills

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Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

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Cold glow of street lights shine down On this broken town Wind blows yesterday’s papers Across the broken ground Out past the strip shows and transient hotels And all the liquor stores A congregation of ragged souls Searching for something more A Salvation Army band plays out of tune For the lost and lonely to dance with the moon Somewhere down on the waterfront Everyone’s looking for clues Somewhere down on the waterfront They’re waiting until the light shines true In the distance ships drift by While wind whistles through air Blows past just like time Carrying silent prayer Souls stir in the breeze As the waves lap at the shore Trying to mend second-hand hearts Bought from the rag and bone store Broken and shattered, half-beating hearts Can be put back together but you still see scars Somewhere down on the waterfront Everyone’s looking for clues Somewhere down on the waterfront They’re waiting until the light shines true The keys that you hold don’t unlock any doors You scream and shout and you cry - what for? Take those troubles out of your head Throw ‘em like stones down by the water’s edge A Salvation Army band plays out of tune For the lost and lonely to dance with the moon Somewhere down on the waterfront Everyone’s looking for clues Somewhere down on the waterfront They’re waiting until the light shines true written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) 1994, (p) 2003, all rights reserved original version appears on True Fiction (WSR 001)

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Dave Sills

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Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

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Crescent moon shines through the trees Weaving shadows and light that fall down at my feet Night sings a sweet lullaby As stars flicker and fade in the distant sky And there’s a matter that I feel the need to address One which greeting card sentiments fail to express The world disappears with the touch of your hand For those moments dear, I am in your command You picked my confidence up out of the dust Showed me faith taught me hope, taught me trust Believed in me when I couldn’t believe in myself I may not be a bird But I will fly so high and sing you a song so sweet Even now in the waking hours You’re still walking in my sleep Every night I whisper a prayer That when I wake in the morning you will still be there They say the greatest things always appear in disguise So if you truly are an angel I wouldn’t be that surprised If this is a dream please don’t wake me up Thought the well was dry, somehow you filled my cup You get around my rough edges and character flaws I may not be a bird But I will fly so high and sing you a song so sweet Even now in the waking hours You’re still walking in my sleep I’d be lying if I said that I wasn’t scared But we’ll make it through these times I swear You and I are gonna get through this together I may not be a bird But I will fly so high and sing you a song so sweet Even now in the waking hours You’re still walking in my sleep written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) 1994, (p) 2003, all rights reserved original version appears on True Fiction (WSR 001)

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Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

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Night comes in slow - grabs your feet and holds you down Dreams brush on by like strangers in a crowd Time marches on - it will trample you under Leaving you here and leading me to wonder Why can’t you come out and say what’s on your mind Don’t leave me guessing or reading between the lines Between the two of us there’s a gap that exists And you and I gotta find out why that is Together but alone - well it seems we soon will crumble I can not wait for the words on which you stumble You blurred the lines between truth and fiction Got me confused with a mess of contradictions One more spin, one more turn One more chance to throw it away That’s all I ask for if this is just a game we play Between the two of us there’s a gap that exists And you and I gotta find out why that is One more spin, one more turn One more chance to throw it away That’s all I ask for if this is just a game we play Between the two of us there’s a gap that exists And you and I gotta find out why that is written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) 1994, (p) 2003, all rights reserved original version appears on True Fiction (WSR 001)

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Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

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Though we still lay together We don’t have much to say It’s been getting clearer to me That we’re going in separate ways Conversations turn bitter And we keep taking turns for the worse Somebody call this love life a cab Or better still make it a hearse Well they say nothing lasts forever That’s never seemed more true ‘Cause you know things change As sure as the moon Shouting replaced the laughter And now all we do is fight I for one has had enough So just kiss me goodbye Won’t deny all the good times But they just drift further away I don’t see much on the road ahead I’ll get out and go my own way Well they say nothing lasts forever That’s never seemed more true ‘Cause you know things change As sure as the moon Well I think it’s time we started To turn and face the truth We can’t keep on dancing When we can’t even agree on a tune Well they say nothing lasts forever That’s never seemed more true ‘Cause you know things change As sure as the moon Gotta face the truth We’re playing different tunes Different rhythms, different moods Tired of this song so I’m changing my tune Nothing lasts forever That’s so true Things are always changing, changing, changing As sure as the moon written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) 1994, (p) 2003, all rights reserved original version appears on True Fiction (WSR 001)

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Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

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Standing on a corner and it’s pouring rain Drops race down the window panes Of the telephone booth I’m standing in The door won’t close and the rain hits my skin Scrounge through my pockets for my quarters and dimes Need to hear her voice on the line I drop in the coins they go jangle and jing I dial up her number but it just rings and rings And I feel like a half in a world of wholes ‘Cause I’ve got this sickness in my soul I dial her again but I guess she’s not home And I’ve never ever felt so alone All I really needed was for her to say “hi” Or to tell me everything is gonna be all right Now I feel like a half in a world of wholes And I’ve got this sickness in my soul And I’m tired of being lonely, so tired of being afraid But if I could hear her words it would start to end this pain That’s in my soul - it’s way down inside written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) 1994, (p) 2003, all rights reserved original version appears on True Fiction (WSR 001)

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