Lyrics 

A Song of Searching Voices
Louder
Monaco

When I was a boy,

Chasing the sunset,

Chasing a world of clouded limits,

On the promise of love.

Tough as a bullet,

And loud as a choir,

Got closer to it,

Like smoke is to fire.

Build me a concert hall,

Sheets and chairs for the walls,

I hope that you hear my call,

Come and dance with me, baby.

She wrote me a lyric,

To sweetest of tunes,

Just like all the great old records,

Like all the old grooves.

I started to feel it,

In my bones and my blood,

Turned simple music,

Into passionate love. 

A drum kit of coffee tins,

No need to count me in,

It's all that I've ever been,

Come and sing with me, baby.

Now I hear music,

Where others hear noise,

Singing a song of searching voices,

Sung like a roar.

Showed me the colours,

Of the stars at night,

Reborn in a comfort,

Of a golden light.

Build me a concert hall,

Sheets and chairs for the walls,

I hope that you hear my call,

Come and dance with me, baby. 

A drum kit of coffee tins,

No need to count me in,

It's all that I've ever been,

Come and sing with me, baby.

Come and dance with me baby,

come and sing with me, baby,

Come and dance with me.

I was nothing but a frontman,

Singing in a cover band,

Didn't have a game plan.

I was tempted by the bright lights,

Staying up til midnight,

Getting into bar fights.

Got me thinking about my old friends,

Starting off the new trends,

Getting drunk on weekends.

When we'd pass out on the cold floor,

Couldn't really want more,

Nights like this we lived for.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Thinking back to when we first met,

Chasing every sunset,

Living with no regrets.

Now I'm driving down the left lane,

Starring at a wine stain,

Trying to think of my name.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Take me back into the dog days,

Stressing about straight "A"s,

When we had it all made.

Now I'm sitting in a dark room,

Whipping up a sad tune,

Of all the dreams we made true.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Cuz in those days the music was louder when you walked in the room,

They don't make a word for feeling this high.

Superhero
Eden

I was born to see the ocean,

Born to conquer open road,

I long to tell the stories that a map and compass hold,

You weren't one for dreamers,

Taught to plan out every day,

So darling let me show you my adolescent ways.

Never used to think that much of nine to fives or school,

Never one to jump through hoops or listen to the rules,

You were charming, you were kind with adventure in your eyes,

So let's run away tomorrow and see what fun we find.

So pack yourself a pretty dress,

Your favourite pair of shoes,

I will grab the CDs,

Play some rhythm and some blues,

We will live like rockstars,

Honey, what have we to lose?

We'll runaway to Monaco and leave behind no clues.

There's a thousand miles of highway out there waiting to be used,

And I'll be in the parking lot just waiting for my cue,

Our old town confines us to be stuck in with this crowd, 

But we don't really fit here,

You're too pretty; I'm too proud. 

So darling don't deny that you don't like my hectic charm,

We'll run away tomorrow,

It won't do us any harm,

Fate is nought but stories told to lock up wildest dreams,

So let's run away tomorrow and see what fun it brings.

So pack yourself a pretty dress, 

Your favourite pair of shoes,

I will grab the CDs, 

Play some rhythm and some blues,

We will live like rockstars,

Honey, what have we to lose?

We'll runaway to Monaco and leave behind no clues.

So pack yourself a pretty dress,

Your favourite pair of shoes,

I will grab the CDs,

Play some rhythm and some blues,

We will live like rockstars,

Honey, what have we to lose?

We'll runaway to Monaco and leave behind no clues,

We'll runaway to Monaco and leave behind no clues,

We'll runaway to Monaco and leave behind no clues.

Songbird Ain't Singing

Used to dream I was a fighter,

Strong enough to break down walls,

Faster than a screaming bullet,

Save the world before it falls.

Grew up watching good and evil,

Grew up learning right from wrong,

Grown up into disappointment,

The villains always twice as strong.

Used to dream I was a fighter,

Strong enough to break down walls,

Couldn't stop a single bullet,

Couldn't save a single soul.

Searching for a superhero,

Where we'll end up god only knows,

Searching for a superhero.

I've been asking questions all my life,

But could this be the first time that I'm right?

If you're here for heaven you can go in peace,

To dance with the devil is to dance with me.

I used to dream that I would live forever,

Never thinking I'd need something better.

You think you're cunning but you go in blind,

Well honey, I'm not the praying kind.

I met him on a cold and sleepless night,

He told me that us dreamers have to fight,

He took all of my money and bid farewell, 

I told him all the lies you're forced to tell.

If you're here for heaven you can go in peace,

To dance with the devil is to dance with me,

You think you're cunning but you go in blind,

Well honey, I'm not the praying kind.

I can see the fear behind your eyes,

Slowly growing as they pass you by,

Always losing but you're never beaten,

Try to taste this poison they call Eden.

If you're here for heaven you can go in peace,

To dance with the devil is to dance with me,

You think you're cunning but you go in blind,

Well honey, I'm not the praying,

If you're here for heaven you can go in peace,

To dance with the devil is to dance with me,

You think you're cunning but you go in blind,

Well honey, I'm not the praying kind. 

She was a tyrant of the west side of LA,

She was a monster in gold skin,

She tempted young and old to play her wicked game, 

This is a game that you can't win.

You're invited,

You can't fight it,

Your pride's gone away.

Well you can sing your broken love songs,

You can play your empty chords,

When it's over you'll learn you were wrong,

This songbird ain't singing no more.

I hear the children sing her harsh chaotic tunes,

The art is lost on their young minds,

Little do they know that they've begun to lose,

The most human parts of life.

You can't run,

You can't hide,

She'll eat you alive.

Well you can sing your broken love songs,

You can play your empty chords,

When it's over you'll learn you were wrong, This songbird ain't singing no more. 

 

She was a tyrant of the west side of LA,

She was monster in gold skin,

She finally got to me and I played her wicked game,

This is a game that I didn't win.

Now I sing my broken love songs,

Now I play my empty chords,

When it's over I learned I was wrong,

This songbird ain't singing no more,

When it's over I learned I was wrong, 

This songbird ain't singing no more. 

 

Waiting on a Dream
Paid What I Owe
Children of the Road

The wrong way down a one way street,

Where all the houses look the same, 

Cuz that's where all my troubles meet,

And now I'm on the floor again. 

I was cursed with running legs,

And an appetite for blood,

I'm tired of always turning up late,

For all the good times and the love. 

Through gritted teeth and eyes shut tight,

The promise of a fresh delight,

I'm lying awake all night,

Waiting on a dream. 

I've done my time in foreign beds,

And I think I've done enough,

I need a place to rest my head,

Where I can sleep with both eyes shut.

So damn the stars' pretentious light,

And their judgments from above,

Even in their darkest night,

I'm not looking for their love.

Through gritted teeth and eyes shut tight,

The promise of a fresh delight,

I'm lying awake all night,

Waiting on a dream. 

The wrong way down a one way street,

Where all the houses look the same,

Cuz that's where all my troubles meet,

And now I'm on the floor again. 

I wake early every morning,

So that the time will swiftly pass,

Tomorrow's framed like perfect pictures,

I see them clearly now at last.

As I stare into the mirror,

I see a face that's scarred and worn,

But mirrors only show what's behind you,

I need to let new thing's be born.

I hear the wind blow,

Paid what I owe,

It's time to let go,

I won't stop running cuz I'm nowhere near the end. 

I hear a voice that could move a mountain,

She's roaring stronger than the sea,

It fills me up it gives me power,

It tells me let your spirit free.

And so I go to where she takes me,

I listen to her boisterous tones,

But it's hard to run with the devil at your heels,

This is my race to run alone.

I hear the wind blow,

Paid what I owe,

It's time to let go,

I won't stop running cuz I'm nowhere near the end.

I hear the wind blow,

Paid what I owe,

It's time to let go,

I hear the wind blow,

Paid what I owe,

It's time to let go,

I hear the wind blow,

Paid what I owe,

It's time to let go.

Eyes fixed west,

Never rest,

You soon forget,

Any other way.

Watch the sun set,

With a cigarette,

You're not done yet,

No matter what they say.

Paper crowns,

Masks and gowns,

They've let you down,

It's all they've ever been.

Harsh and cold,

Your heart's too old,

For a youthful soul,

One doesn't have to win.

Given not a name,

Nor the luxury of pain,

It isn't love or equal game,

It's the road.

Cuz you're well armed,

With wit and charm,

Far from harm,

It's time to let it show.

So keep watch west,

You'll soon forget,

And finally rest,

The sun is getting low.

Given not a name,

Nor the luxury of pain,

It isn't love or equal game,

It's the road.

Well your race ain't run,

You ungodly sons,

Don't drink their poison,

Children of the road,

Children of the road.

Rose

Plant me a rose out on the city street,

For all the times that we didn't meet.

I am yours,

I am yours.

Paint me the sky up on our bedroom wall,

For all the times we never spoke at all.

I am yours,

I am yours.

Sing me a song by the candlelight,

Sing it proud honey, sing it right.

I am yours,

I am yours.

Set your eyes as far as they can reach,

To greenest grasses and bluest seas. 

I am yours,

I am yours,

I am yours,

I am yours.

© 2019 by Josh Ritchie. Proudly created with Wix.com

This site was designed with the
.com
website builder. Create your website today.
Start Now