You Lose

There's no need for keeping score
I'm not playing anymore
I checked out of your hotel
now you've got it to yourself
You could choke a dinosaur
as you tango 'cross the floor
in your thousand-dollar shoes
guess you haven't heard the news

You lose, you lose
hey blind boy sing the blues
You lose

Superstition's in the air
lights up your electric chair
and did you know I loved you so
a long time ago
But everything will run its course
and you bet on the darkest horse
Now you're holding out your hand
you don't seem to understand

You lose, you lose
hey blind boy sing the blues
You lose

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals, vibes, Wurlitzer
Greg Morrow - drums, programming, percussion
Brad Jones - acoustic bass
Jim Hoke - bass harmonica, flute

Luckiest Girl in the World

Behind your downcast eyes there's still a sign
of that teenage sparkle that you had
And you have grown too wise at twenty-nine
but something moves beyond the palace walls

I guess I thought you were
the luckiest girl in the world
I guess I thought you were
the luckiest girl in the world, in the world

Take off your mayfair crown and let me brush 
the smoothness of your long hair down
We can take our time cause there's no rush
for us to ever leave the palace walls

My heart goes out to you
and all that you've been through

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals
Greg Morrow - drums and percussion
Tommy Meyer - tambourine
Molly Felder - background vocals
Brad Jones - bass, organ

Smile On My Face

Lately I find that
I'm casting my mind back
to when I was young
Hope was a bright thing
dressed up in glad rags
and tumbledown fun
Electric trains would take me away
with no thought of time
and colouring books were full of the life
I thought was mine
I try to remember how it felt
I want to get back to that place
where I can look at the world 
with a smile on my face

There was a patience
a trust in tomorrow
where are they now?
I took a wrong turn
followed it too far
and lost me somehow
I need to dig down deeper again
and get past the lies
then I can face up to what I'm afraid of
learn how to fly
into the shelter of your arms
out to the wide open space
then I can look at the world
with a smile on my face

I try to remember how it felt
I want to get back to that place
where I can look at the world 
with a smile on my face
smile on my face

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals, mandolin, Moog
Greg Morrow - drums and percussion
Brad Jones - bass, organ

The World Is Flat

You believe the world is flat
sailing toward the edge of your imagination
stubborn as a Spanish king
you don't approve of any kind of exploration now
All the wonders that you'll miss
standing on your welcome mat
you believe the world is flat

Watching as the compass spins
when you're lost you're given to exaggeration
Tales of love and life again
telling me experience is cheap, so cheap
if I try to change your mind
it always leads to 'that is that'
you believe the world is flat

But your world is my world
and when they collide
there'll be a new day
that can't be denied

And after all life goes on
finding that there's more dimensions than you ever knew
Nothing left for you to do
tearing up the charts and maps
oh, the world was flat

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals, piano
Greg Morrow - drums
Brad Jones - bass, Moog

Under The Sun

Am I to blame
if you've come to think of friendship
as something you can conquer and divide
It seems such a shame 
that you keep the very best parts
of who you are buried deep inside
And you've got a name for the deeds I've done
and you call me everything

Under the sun
and you're the one who shines
but in the end it all becomes another shadow
under the sun

All these complicated thoughts
that are running through my mind when I'm with you
You push me away
'cause you love to play the martyr
and it doesn't matter if your cause is true
There'll come a day when you'll lose someone
and I'd give you everything

Under the sun
and you're the one who shines
but in the end it all becomes another shadow
under the sun

There'll come a day when you'll lose someone
and I'd give you everything

Under the sun
and you're the one who shines
but in the end it all becomes another shadow
under the sun

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals
Fenner Castner - drums
Brad Jones - bass, Chamberlin Strings, percussion

Love Goes Up In Smoke

I don't mean to hurt you, but I hurt you
everytime you come around
All my words are loaded.   Secret coded
for the purpose of puttin' you down
but when I hear you cryin'
makes me feel like the punchline
in some cruel cosmic joke
Standing helpless as love goes up in smoke

I can't take these movies, runnin' through me
as I look at my disgrace
Makes me want to cower in a corner
when I see how I'm being replaced
I wish that I could tell you
but when words of the heart are required
I always choke
standing helpless as love goes up in

smoke before my eyes
nothing solid around me to prevent me
from floating away into the sky above
So if you hear me crying
its just over the punchline
to some cruel cosmic joke
Standing helpless as loves goes up
oh so helpless as love goes up
Man it's hopeless when love goes up in smoke

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals
Greg Morrow - drums
Brad Jones -  bass, organ

Insects and Angels

Insects and angels, they come to my window
letting me know that you're outside my window
beautiful girl
Insects and angels, they swing from the treetop
how just the sight of you makes everything stop
beautiful girl
Show me a love that was ever so pure
with nothing to spoil the view
never to declare myself to you

Insects and angels they take up collection
the mums and the marigolds stand at attention
beautiful girl
Show me a love that was ever so chaste
with nothing to spoil the view
never to declare myself to you

Insects and angels they come to my window
beautiful girl
beautiful girl
beautiful girl

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals, combo organ, Moog
Fenner Castner - drums
Brad Jones - bass, harmonium
Jim Hoke - harmonium

The Longest Day

The longest day 
comes wrapped in string and paper
with no name and no address
it's anybody's guess
where we're going

The shades of gray
it's easy to convince yourself
the good outweighs the bad
then I just get mad
at what I am going through
and I know you don't love me
as much as you'd have me believe
We know you don't love me
like I love you

And then it's night
I have another dream
with no name and no address
it's anybody's guess
where we're going

And I know you don't love me
as much as you'd have me believe
We know you don't love me
like I love you
You know that I do
Don't paint me blue
You know that it's true
The longest day came wrapped in string and paper
with no name and no address

Pat - all guitars, lead and background vocals
Greg Morrow - drums
Brad Jones - bass 
Jim Hoke - autoharp, clarinet, sax

Glass

Me and you
we were glass
much too fragile to ever last
when  kissed you for the first time
you acted like you were so surprised

Things they move
at such a speed
so much wanting
so much need
All the windows, all the water
falling down behind your pretty eyes

But that was so long ago
we've both changed, heaven knows
So why am I afraid to look so close

Me and you
we are glass
so transparent
our time is past
when I kissed you for the last time
you acted like you were so surprised

Pat - all guitars, lead vocal
Greg Morrow - drums, percussion
Brad Jones - bass 
Jim Hoke - autoharp, flute, clarinet
Chris Carmichael - strings

Don't Forget to Write

Now they're cutting the string
and soon you'll fly away
Time for making a wish
then hold on tight
We won't do anything
but miss you everyday
so don't forget to write

When you're walking in ruins 
that fell so long ago
when you're thinking about
shadows and light
Spare a thought for the ones
who miss you here at home
and don't forget to write

We want to hear how you're doing
we want to hear that you're okay
we want to hear 'bout the weather
even if it rains
We want to know that you're happy
but darling more than that
we want to know when you're planning
to come back

You know we're keeping your room
just the way it was
with a picture of you
flying a kite
No one else in the world
could love you half as much
so don't forget to write

Pat - all guitars, lead vocal, vibes, Moog
Greg Morrow - drums, programming, percussion
Brad Jones - bass
Jim Hoke - bass harmonica, chromatic harmonica

All songs written by Pat Buchanan and Bill Demain

All lyrics copyright.