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Christmas With The Punkos

by Doron Diamond

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1.
Tightrope 03:02
And I feel it On the sidewalk And I'm wondering If we're still making small talk And I feel it On the sidewalk When I find myself I'm crumbling on the tightrope Am I breathing It's a struggle And I have nothing to blame For the stumble And I'm feeling Like a silo If you need me I'll be crawling on the tightrope
2.
Find a way The truth is always happening Point and pray At the ceiling and the floor Come what May The truth is all are wandering Evermore Grind the grey Illusions they are offering Seize the day You’re choosing to ignore Don’t delay There’s beauty in the suffering At the core And wasting time Is a taste you can’t afford And chasing signs Is a race with no reward Find a way The truth is always happening Stand and sway Your feet are on the floor Feel ok There’s beauty in discovering This I’m sure
3.
Find another one to take you by the hand To make you understand you’re not alone Pine for better days I’ll make another plan Get wasted while I can And atone I’m not alone All my angels are crying I don’t mind their dying tonight Right on time All my angels are flying I don’t mind their lying But I might Sigh my name and leave me breathless on my back I’m craving what I lack And rolling stones Even though I’ll never be the modern man I’m gonna take the things I can And hit the road All my life All my angels are hiding Don’t need their guiding tonight And tonight Is like nothing I’ve dreamed Can I wash my hands clean of this life? Tease me darling I got nothing to my name Set fire to the flames And watch em grow Hold me honey I’ve been hanging on the line I’m lost inside my mind It’s all I know Don’t it feel Like stars aren’t real They’re just scars that won’t heal In the sky I’m alright My angels are crying They won’t mind my dying tonight
4.
Catch a boat to England baby Maybe to Spain Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone The blues are all the same Send out for whiskey mama Send out for gin Me and room service babe Me and room service honey Me and room service Well we're living a life of sin When I'm not drinkin' honey You are on my mind When I'm not sleepin' babe When I ain't sleepin' mama When I'm not sleepin' Well you know you'll find me crying Try another city babe Another town Wherever I have gone Wherever I've been and gone Wherever I have gone The blues come followin' down Livin' is a gamble baby Lovin's much the same Wherever I have played and Whenever I've thrown those dices Wherever I have played The blues have run the game

about

I don’t have kids. I have songs. My songs are my children. I think about them constantly, nurture them, put my hopes and dreams into them and usually end up feeling a mix of awe and disappointment, mystery and wonder, frustration and joy. They start out as blank canvases- they could be anything. I’m always surprised at the direction they take. They look/sound much differently than I would guess from their early days, though they still look and sound like me (I would hope so!) I raise them alone, as a single parent at home. (I should probably let them out more often, they’re starting to feel a little coddled.)

I’m constantly recording demos and sketches. I have some dating back from the year I picked up a guitar. I don’t know what compels me to finish a song I started years ago. I know it does not happen often.

Inspired by a recent breakup, some heavy incidents at work (the overdose deaths of some former patients), family, and my sweet, brave cat. I think these are the things that inform some of the lyrics. Everything informs everything, doesn’t it?

Anyway I hope you listen. If you do, thank you. If you don’t, that’s ok. Onwards and upwards.

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released March 12, 2021

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