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Fact From Fiction

by Darryl Gregory

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1.
Count On You 01:31
One day I'll take you on a ride Two of us sitting side-by-side Three dollars for ice cream at the mall Fortune is shining down on me Five kisses are all I need – then the 6 o'clock news ain't so scary at all Cause I'm rollin sevens And there's eight ways to heaven don't you know And it’s nine steps up to your place I knock 10 times and then I see your smiling face And it all adds up Again and again 12345678 9 and 10 And if I run out of fingers If I run out of toes You'll let me borrow some of yours Because I know How much you love me You love-love-love-love love me You love-love-love-love love me And babe you know it's true I can count on you
2.
An empty street Every morning I walk through the blue The you appear And the light is cast in a different place Spun with colors I watch you move through my life Day after day Until I've memorized your face In line at a coffee shop I catch a view With the eye of a still life painter I capture you Casually I frame it all And hang it someplace new With the eye of a still life painter I capture you A pencil sketch Done quickly as you walk on by At another time I'll draw myself into the scene I lean in close To study the nature of my lines A borrowed smile But nothing more so it seems In line at the grocery I catch a view With the eye of a still life painter I capture you Casually I frame it all And hang it someplace new With the eye of a still life painter I capture you A careful brush Adds only the details I need To finish the scene Like Paul Cézanne I render the object at hand Resisting an urge To pierce this dream Waiting for the light to turn I catch a view With the eye of a still life painter I capture you Casually I frame it all And hang it someplace new With the eye of a still life painter I capture you With the eye of a still life painter I capture you
3.
Easy 04:56
She was dancing right in front of me As I fought with my guitar to kill old melodies I watched her move like a girl who had nothing to lose Her shirt flew up as she'd pirouette I could see her skin and a pack of cigarettes Just below her jeans plus an angel tattoo And I thought man, it would be so easy Yeah I gave it a thought, I figured it would be so easy She was leaning on the bar when the song was through Whiskey in her hand she’d take a sip or two She waved and shouted - Hey you know some Grateful Dead? I did my best singing Sugaree She was moving in time as she smiled at me And I could see angels dancing around her head And I thought man, this is gonna be easy I thought yes, she would be so easy, so easy Damn the years Damn the world Damn this life Damn this girl For reminding me what’s been told There's nothing easy about growing old Put my guitar back in its case I scan the crowd looking for her face I get my money from the man and head on out the door I see her at the end of the bar Having one last drink before she stumbles to her car She sees me grabs my arm says I should play some more I think man, she's making this so easy Say the word, this could be nice and easy What ya waiting for, it's right here and easy She’s looking at me now Her eyes saying it’s easy But think about my kids who are just her age I think about my wife at home up late I say my good-byes cause I can’t play this part I hold it down at the bottom of my heart And I ask the cold night air When did easy When did easy When did easy Become so goddamned hard?
4.
All Alone 03:31
Once upon a time an old man told me about his biggest fear That everyone would up and leave and he'd still be right here All alone At his kitchen table all alone He said he put his love in a jar underneath the kitchen sink Then he’d spread out his regrets on a table where he'd sit and think All alone Smoking cigarettes all alone I told him he’s a damned old fool If you can't see through All your stupid lies Have a talk with your ghosts Tell ‘em a couple of jokes Grab yourself some peace of mind Before you're out of time Left here crying All alone People can't be bothered to give an old man the time of day Ask them what they want most out of life and they’re likely to say I want to be left alone Just leave me all alone We’re all damned fools And we can't see through All our stupid lies We try talking to our ghosts They won’t laugh at our jokes They don’t pay us any mind They know we’re out of time Left here crying All alone
5.
My father tried to teach me right from wrong But everything about him was a contradiction He was a character in an old Springsteen song And I couldn't tell fact from fiction And we buried him in '85 I just spent four years in college My heart was full of mourning My fingers full of knowledge And my mind was filled with unnecessary things And my mind was filled with unnecessary things I spent years searching in the darkness Finding solace in my weeping guitar Six strings and three shots of whiskey You know that combination didn't get me very far I played every dive from L.A. to New York City Writing songs about the road and my self pity And my days were filled with unnecessary things Yes my days were filled with unnecessary things I lacked the words I lacked the action I lacked the guidance that a father would lend his son I followed roads That had no signposts I was like a fugitive on the run Now I sit here like a stone in raging waters Sculpted smooth and pushed up on the river's shore I dream of being found by the fisherman's daughter Perhaps I'll be the jewel that she adores In this world of unnecessary things In this world of unnecessary things oh Lord In this world of unnecessary things
6.
We put our pennies on the table I got coffee you got tea Then we sat there and pondered Shakepeare At a café on Bleeker Street But babe this ain't New York City And we ain't 20 any more Now we're living out in the suburbs And weekends on the Jersey Shore Don't look up Don't look down Don't look back Don't look around This is where we're s’posed to be They say you can't buy happiness It's in the eye of a child You say you can't find clarity When your thoughts are runnin' wild So be still - there’s nothin' to do The world turns and so do you Try to see This is where we're s’posed to be Baby's cryin' for no reason Phone is ringin' off the hook So is this your perfect moment? Why don't you stop and take a look But babe we're born to distraction Even though we got the candy' right in our hand So let's just sit here and take it easy Stick your feet back in the sand Don't look up Don't look down Don't look back Don't look around This is where we're s’posed to be
7.
Psalm 23 04:37
Love is my shepherd I don't need anything more I lie down in the tall grass Wade in still waters by the shore And I feel hope As I walk down the road to forever I feel hope I feel hope - because Love Love conquers all Love conquers all Love is everything Love is everything Love is beautiful Love is God I walk down in to this valley A shadow of death clouds my eye I fear nothing in this world The spirit of love walks by my side And I’m eased by love's presence I feel it down to my bones And I follow it back up to the light I sit down at a banquet table My enemies reconciled I feel a hand on my hand Like my father did when I was a child And I knew he'd always be there Yes I knew he's always be there Because he told me Yes he told me Love Love conquers all Love conquers all Love is everything Love is everything Love is beautiful Love is God Surely goodness and mercy will follow me And I will sleep in my father's house In the room that he kept for me When I was traveling so far away All the days of my life All the days of my life There was hope There is hope - because Love Love conquers all Love conquers all Love is everything Love is everything Love is beautiful Love is God
8.
Dear Hollywood I'm leaving you today I've loved you for a long time But now I'm trying to wipe away (the tears) Dear Hollywood All the tears you made me cry As I changed my name and changed my face For all your tempting lies Dear Hollywood I came to you an innocent young man Stars in my eyes twenty dollars in my hand I made money, I tasted fame I had women, I played your game Now the Devil’s at my door A jealous lover who just wants more Dear Hollywood Dear Hollywood I have loved you with my soul I've given everything on every stage Now I’ll play my final role, for you Dear Hollywood, And you can play the desperate lover With platitudes and statuettes But I’m sure you’ll find another Dear Hollywood Dear Hollywood Dear Hollywood Good-bye
9.
I think terrible things I have murderous thoughts I pull the window shades down To keep the sunlight out I stomp round my head Pulling stories out of mud Nobudy wants to hear a happy ending Cause everybody ants to see blood I think terrible things I tell outrageous lies I get through the day Avoiding stranger's eyes I don’t trust the suits But I’ve shook the President’s hand I can tell you that the end is near Cause I’ve seen their master plan I think terrible things I give slanderous praise No helpful hints Just jars of old road rage I know what you’re thinking And I know what you’re gonna say Don’t give me none of your platitudes Just get the hell out of my way I think terrible things Yeah terrible things Misery loves company Misery loves company Misery loves company Won't you join me Wont’ you join me And think some terrible things
10.
These Days 03:32
I miss seeing Walter Cronkite On the network evening news Everything he said to me Seemed like it was the truth His voice was like my father’s So serious and calm I felt like was coming home Every time I turned him on But these days I got nobody to turn to These days I don’t know who is wrong or who is right These days are pullin’ me Underneath the blankets These days are turning Into one long night I miss seeing Johnny Carson On TV late at night I didn’t always get his jokes But I guess that was alright Easing out onto the stage As Doc played that famous theme He’d joke about our messed up world And put my mind at ease But these days I got nobody to turn to These days I don’t know who is wrong or who is right These days are pullin’ me Underneath the blankets These days are turning Into one long night I place my hand Upon the TV set A cool digital spirit That conjures no respect Junior High mentality
Pop culture fads The good stuff’s all gone boy And it ain’t comin’ back Mary Tyler Moore’s not in My house on Saturdays Like she she used to be Back in the 1970’s She was like my big sister Who moved far away from home I could always drop in on her life Whenever I felt all alone But these days I got nobody to turn to These days I don’t know who is wrong or who is right These days are pullin’ me Underneath the blankets These days are turning Into one long night These days are turning Into one long night
11.
Crazy Love 03:20
You tear it all down in the middle of the night Set fire to everything in sight But that just makes me want to come rescue you You might raise some Cain like a sailor on leave Shuttin' down the bars and takin' it to the streets But that just makes me wanna come lookin' for you Oh this crazy love will find us Hold us hostage cuff and blind us But we got no choice, just ask the moon And his crazy crazy love we’re runnin’ through I’m gonna run like a fool with the bulls in Spain Bare knuckled bloody and grinning with the pain I’ve been gone long enough now I’m gonna come home to you You'll strum your guitar and write me love songs Singin' 'bout tears and how I done you wrong But that just makes me want hold tighter to you Oh this crazy love will find us Hold us hostage cuff and blind us But we got no choice, just ask the moon And his crazy crazy love we’re runnin’ through We might go at each other like Liz and Richard Slammin’ doors Tearing up pictures But it’s funny how we end up in each other’s arms It’s this crazy crazy love Crazy crazy love love love Oh this crazy crazy love we’re running through It’s this crazy crazy love Crazy crazy love love love Oh this crazy crazy love we’re running through
12.
If you can't keep your mouth locked If you're asking questions all the time If you're naggin' me for quarters for the jukebox And then start dancin' with some friends of mine Then you can't No you can't come drinkin' with me Oh you can't You can't come drinkin' with me If you order cocktails from a little menu If you throw down a plastic card If you call this dive a venue And you think this barstool's too hard Then you can't No you can't come drinkin' with me Oh you can't You can't come drinkin' with me I don't come here for conversation Or to argue about the state of the nation Put your cash on the bar Hide the keys to your car If you wanna Come drinkin' with me I'm just doing it like my daddy taught me And how he learned from his old man You sit here and drink So you don't have to think You better make that your plan No you can't come You can't come drinking with me You can't come No you can't come drinking with me
13.
I want to fall in love again Even though I'm already in love with you I want to feel that crush heart feeling Just like that first time that I knew I was so in love with You, with you La in da di da di da da da I want that first look I want that first touch I want that first kiss I want that first blush with you I want to fall in love Again with you With you La in da di da di da da da First times happen only once They're here and then they're gone Like the sentimental lyrics of an old torch song They take me back in time to when we were young So I could fall in love again with You, with you La in da di da di da da da I breathe out I breathe in I smell the life we have And I'm born again Into this moment Where I can fall in love Again with you With you La in da di da di da da da

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Fact From Fiction is a collection of songs from inside the middle-aged white guy radio station of my mind. The songs are the type that I like to play and listen to and thus roll out in an eclectic hodge-podge that seems to make sense to me. Hopefully not only me because I want you to sit and listen along with me. This is the station that you get out on I-80 in the middle of Pennsylvania. Some low-watt college underground station that plays Hawaiian folk songs, Mississippi John Hurt, Waylon and the boys, Springsteen and a little Satchmo. The album covers the past, future and the now in stories that are at once made up, yet hold the truth in plain sight: The Fact from the Fiction.

~ Darryl Gregory, July, 2018

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released July 2, 2018

Jody Cipot - guitar (track #12) and thanks for the loan of his blue Gibson ES-137
Larry Deming - fiddle (track #2 & track #6)
Lisa Maroon - vocals (track #11)
Darryl Gregory - vocals & all other stuff

All Songs by Darryl Gregory (BMI)
Psalm 23 written in memory of Greg Mitchell
Info at www.DarrylGregory.com
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered at Blue Cave Studios
Copyright 2018 by Darryl Gregory. All rights reserved.

For Sophfronia, Tain and in memory of Margaret ~
Love is everything, Love is beautiful, Love is God...

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Take a little Mellencamp, throw in some Cash, stir with a dash of Hiatt and flavor with Springsteen & Earle. Sounds Like Darryl Gregory. Heat-n-Eat! mmm good.

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