Deep Roots 7 lyrics
Deep Roots 7 lyrics
Espanol and English
Lyrics: Juan Del La Cruz
Music and Arrangement: Rubberneck
Pencil and paper is all I need
I let out everything inside of me
Let people know in and out of me
Let people hear me with the two languages I speak
Con mi Espanol and with my English
I let both sides come out and speak
Mis idiomas hablan sin descansar
English and Espanol are in my blood
Con mi voz hablo de mi vida
Hablo de todo hasta de mi gerida
Mis pinturas traigo a la vista
Pensamientos de una ajedrecista
No holding back todo pa fuera
No stopping now siguiendo mi carrera
Leaving a mark en esta tierra
Living this life es mi Guerra
Con mi Espanol and with my English
I let both sides come out and speak
Mis idiomas hablan sin descansar
English and Espanol are in my blood
Digo de donde vengo en donde estoy y quien
sere
I’ll keep speaking ‘til I’m dead, my words will always live
Digan lo que digan soy como soy y no cambiare
I’ll tell my stories and my poetry, two languages I’ll give
Performed by Rubberneck
Ricardo
Ojeda: lead vocals and guitar
Pablo Ojeda: bass guitar
Anthony Minnieweather: drums and rap
Joe Cunningham: sax
Reinhardt Metlz: percussion
DJ Chill: sampling and scratching
Fool’s Gold
Lyrics: Nathan Harrison
Music and Arrangement: Geoff Byrd
I can't solve the mysteries of all your
histories
I can't crack your Rosetta Stone
Can't read the specifics of your hieroglyphics
I can't name all of your fossilized bones
But you make me stand when I know I should
fold
You make me buy when it's only fool's gold
I'd rather have a fake you than none at all
I'd rather go home empty than let you take the fall
Got no definitions from these editions
I can't show you the proper hall pass
I can't find the meanings of all your readings
I can't give you my complete attention in class
But you make me stand when I know I should
fold
You make me buy when it's only fool's gold
I'd rather have a fake you than none at all
I'd rather go home empty than let you take the fall
You make me stand when I know I should fold
You make me buy when it's only fool's gold
I'd rather have a fake you than none at all
I'd rather go home empty than let you take the fall
Geoff
Byrd: vocals, acoustic guitar, tambourine
Josh Millman: all other instruments
Engineered and mixed @ Daylight Basement Studio by Josh Millman
Step On Me
Lyrics: Anna Fenton
Music and Arrangement: Jonah
If I could be something, I’d rather be a
flower than anything
I’d be a dandelion, not exotic or special
I’d really rather not be that unique
I’d be the epitome of normal
So step on me, don’t take a second glance
Just a flower on the floor, nothing special, so just ignore
The flower on the floor, nothing special
No one praises the unseen dandelion
Unnoticed, unaware, that they’re even there
I would simply exist, because normal is not noticed
So step on me, don’t take a second glance
Just a flower on the floor, nothing special, so just ignore
The flower on the floor, nothing special, so just ignore
Another flower on the floor, nothing special
Because normal is too often forgotten
Because normal is too often forgotten
Performed by Jonah
Henry
Curl: vocals, guitar
Chris Hayes: guitar, keys
Matt Rogers: bass
Jake Endicott: drums
The House Always Wins
Lyrics: Jesse Walvoord
Music and Arrangement: Brian Berg
Take one bet and it changes your life
One false move and you’ll end it outright
It’s this vision I see – my only spy and me
In life about to go, of love too strong to know
The house always wins
You’d let me believe
Before time runs out
Before you had to leave
In a palace of cards, I see emotions marred
By sickly tragedy, travesty and harm
Move through the darkness – Experience the sights
Take a breath, hold on tight
The house always wins
You’d let me believe
Before time runs out
Before you had to leave
You’ve taken your shot, time’s running out
Make your move – place your bet now
My dreams draped in tears, succumbing to fears
Oh, my only spy and me
Never let it go – never let it show
Don’t let me see that, no
The house always wins
The house always wins
The house always wins
Brian Berg: vocals, guitars, drums, bass
Recorded @ 44 Long Studio by Brian Berg
Morning Glory
Lyrics: Rhiannon Hurlbut
Music and Arrangement: Stephen Ashbrook
and Micah Kassell
Heart hung heavy
From the guilt and the lies
Promises spoken were broken
It's not the first time
And I want to know
Just one thing before you go
I want to know
My morning glory
Would you look in my eyes
Why'd you never open
Before the sunrise
On an out bound train
On the red line
too many faces, of places
That we'll leave behind
And I want to know
Just one thing before you go
I want to know
My morning glory
Would you look in my eyes
Why'd you never open
Before the sunrise
And when I said it's over
I didn't think you'd believe
You broke me in pieces
As I watched you leave
And I want to know
Why'd you have to lie to me to grow
I want to know
My morning glory
Would you look in my eyes
Why'd you never open
Before the sunrise
And when I said it's over
I didn't think you'd believe
You broke me in pieces
As I watched you leave
Stephen
Ashbrook: vocals, guitar, harmonica
Micah Kassell: drums and percussion
Moving On
Lyrics: Rachel Ames
Music and Arrangement: Charmparticles
I'm sitting in a window
The past becomes the now
I think of you
And feel guilty anyhow
You are gone and I’ll
Never know what happened
Now I know
There's no going back
We made a mistake
Took the wrong track
Cold water
Like a slap in the face
Tears fall
The night takes on its own pace
Now I know
There's no going back
We made a mistake
Took the wrong track
I didn't think it was the end
I didn't think it was the end
I’ll let it go
Performed by Charmparticles
Adam
Wayne: guitar, vocals
Sarah Fitzgerald: guitar
Pamela Rooney: bass guitar, vocals
Nathanael Merrill: drums, percussion
Engineered and recorded @ Test_Pilot Studio by Charmparticles
Bye-Bye Butterfly
Lyrics: Topher Goddard
Music and Arrangement: The Wimsy Stevens
I’ll think about you all the time
Random memories make me sigh
Knowing you were there for me
But now you’re gone and now you’re free
I’ll love you forever
For the times we spent together
Forgetting you is the hardest thing
Cut my heart and clip my wing
So I can’t fly without you
My anger and frustration
An everlasting translation
I’ll miss you
Bye-bye butterfly
I’ll see you ‘round next July
Till then, till then
I’ll see you fly away from me
Deep sorrow and deep regret
The times we spent I’ll never forget
Recollection of our first date
I realize now my dying fate
One hope of mine
Is to find love on time
So I can ease my mind
And heal from losing you
Bye-bye butterfly
I’ll see you ‘round next July
Till then, till then
I’ll see you fly away from me
Performed by The Wimsy Stevens
Jesse Bettis: guitars, vocals
Daniel Luttrell: drums, bass, backing vocals
Basketball
Lyrics: Chris Galloway
Music and Arrangement: Dr. Theopolis
Shootin’ hoops in the park ‘til after dark
When I take a shot, got to give it some arc
I’ll know I made it when I hear that swish
You say you can beat me, I say you wish
That last shot I made gave me a three-point
lead
Just stop me if I’m being too mean
Pick and roll, give-and-go, tomahawk dunk
Just a few of the plays I’ll do on you, punk
Yo, let’s play some basketball
I’m addicted to this, not alcohol
I’ll play anytime and any place
When I beat you, yo, it’s in your face
Man, hurry-up, pass me the rock
I trash talk but I can back it up, watch
Oh man, look, I made it in the hoop
You just got made into a nincompoop
Oh look, now you’ve got the ball
When I cap your shot, I make you feel two
feet tall
Now you look so confident
You think you’re gonna win, you got yourself
bent
Yo, let’s play some basketball
I’m addicted to this, not alcohol
I’ll play anytime and any place
When I beat you, yo, it’s in your face
It’s the last round, let’s make it quick
Man, you play like a dog that’s sick
Ok now, let’s get on track
You know who you shoot free throws like, Shaq
Man you said you could play like Jordan
But you’re just borin’
Everything you ain’t doin’ is scorin’
Ok man, here’s the winning shot
Man you did good . . . NOT!
Performed by Dr. Theopolis
Produced by Ezra Holbrook and Sean Norton
Engineered by Sean Norton
Your Twisted Mind
Lyrics: Tessa Nielsen
Music and Arrangement: UHF
I wish
I could untwist your mind
I'd
walk inside and see what I could find
I'd dig
deep and resurface your cowardly fears
I'd rip
down the walls plastered with childhood years
If only
there could be peace between you and I
If only
I could untwist your twisted mind
I'd
burn your corrupted beliefs
To
change the way you see
I'd
make you strong enough to stay standing when times got rough
Mop up
every substance left behind
So you
could finally have a fair chance at life
If only
there could be peace between you and I
If only
I could untwist your twisted mind
I'd
erase each memory
That's
kept around of you and me
I'd
make you fall out of love
And
maybe you'd finally give up
Give up
Performed by UHF
Jeremy
Leff: vocals, keys
Jeff
Nelson: guitars
Jordan
Leff: bass, backing vocals
Matt
Johnson: drums, backing vocals
Produced by UHF
Recorded and Mixed by Jordan Leff
I Smiled
Lyrics: Ashley Griffin
Music and Arrangement: Ferguson / Welch
You're gone now
There's
no need to cry
So long
now
Hope to
see you sometime
There's
no way
To
promise you heaven
But
someday
Someone
will give it to you
I'll
remember you
I took
down your picture
I got
lost in your face
And I
smiled
Just
for a little while
I'll
remember you
We'll
be okay
That I
can guarantee
and I
know
You'll
be fine without me
You're
gone now
There's
no need to cry
So long
now
Hope to
see you sometime
I'll
remember you
I took
down your picture
I got
lost in your face
And I
smiled
Just
for a little while
I'll
remember you
I'll
remember you
Bart
Ferguson: vocals, harmonica
Ted
Ferguson and Kevin Patrick Welch: guitars, keys, percussion
Produced by Bart Ferguson and Kevin Patrick Welch
Vines
Lyrics:
Brent Bennett
Music
and Arrangement: Carmina Luna
And life is mine to string in vines
And
life is mine to string in vines
In
black and white, you see my sights
In
black and white, day for the night
With my
own hands, I place the bands
So pull
my strings and watch me sing
And
life is mine to string in vines
And
life is mine to string in vines
Performed by Carmina Luna
Lisa
Stringfield: vocals
Lara
Michell: vocals, keys, percussion
Jen
Bernard: vocals, flute
Skip
VonKuske: cello, vocals
Jason
Roark: additional vocals
Engineered and produced by Jason Roark.
Smiles
Lyrics:
Jess Smith
Music
and Arrangement: Dave Coey and the Tremor Guild
Pistachio nuts
Warm
baby cheeks
“Wish
You Were Here” – Pink Floyd
And Van
Halen beats
One
smile, two smiles
Your thumb on mine
Three
smiles, four
Walk me
to the door
Smiles
Hey la,
hey la
Dance
without touching
Holding
of hands
Our
souls conversing
The
dark ride in a van
Three
smiles, four
Walk me
to the door
Five
smiles, six
You’re
a whole lot more
Smiles
Hey la,
hey la
A kiss
on the lips
Hands
on my hips
Smiles
Hey la,
hey la
Performed by Dave Coey and the Tremor Guild
Dave
Coey: lead vocal, acoustic guitar
Bevan:
drums
Chris
Chard: bass
Al
Toribio: electric guitar
Paralyzed
Lyrics:
Cassandra Stemler
Music
and Arrangement: Dylan-Thomas Vance
I can't
say exactly how I feel
Strip
me down to my bare bones, and let me know
Kiss my
lips like ice in August
Still
winter cold, ice star black night
Love is
a nosebleed
A
humming bird sting
Third
degree burn under a promise ring
The
soft smooth taste of a rain soaked defeat
But how
can I be, how can I be, how can I be
So
quick to decide... When I'm paralyzed
Paralyzed
Poison
eat apple
Translucent white snow
Am I
the scarecrow under a harvest moon?
Am I a
season faded too soon?
Love is
a nosebleed
A
humming bird sting
Third
degree burn under a promise ring
The
soft smooth taste of a rain soaked defeat
But how
can I be, how can I be, how can I be
So
quick to decide... When I'm paralyzed
Paralyzed
Dylan-Thomas Vance: lap slide guitar, vocals
www.dylanthomasvance.com
Sunset
Lyrics:
Jerid Wallace
Music
and Arrangement: Caleb Spiegel
If you
leave I will come look for you
If you
stay I'll always be there for you
Can I
step into your life and take your breath away?
You
seem to step into the light and float all day
Every
time I start to say the way I really feel
I'm
afraid of making something uncomfortable surreal
Performed by My Regrets
Caleb
Spiegel: vocals, guitar
Dano
Capristo: drums, handclaps
Michael
Pieretti: guitar
Chance
Hausler: guitar
Conor
Gilles: bass, handclaps
The
Big Mistake
Lyrics:
Brad Brown
Music
and Arrangement: Fifth Column
Welcome
in and take a seat
Watch
for broken glass, watch for bloody feet
I've
endured many beatings in my time
Written
them all in a clichéd rhyme
Now
it's time for me to tell the brutal truth
And
light your way to my pretty NOOSE
Make
sure the rope is tight
My feet
are off the ground
Catch a
glimpse of my face
It'll
be the last time you see it go round
At
least we have tonight
Maybe I
should give it another try
But for
now I'm going to bow my head
And
Release a thankful SIGH
Spinning towards death
Drop me
off a plank
My
tombstone will reflect my life
Cold
and blank so cold and blank
One
last Breath
Two
gasps to go
Three
words I'll tell you for now
I MUST
KNOW
Round
and round
Towards
my death
Performed by Fifth Column
Drew
Greenly: bass
Brian
Masera: vocals
Ritchie
Zimmerman: vocals
Aaron
"F. Anarchy" Jefferson: guitar
Aaron
"The other Aaron" McCoy: guitar
Adam
Bulgasem: drums
My
Sanity
Lyrics:
Mai Lor
Music
and Arrangement: Rob Daiker
In a
distance so far I see a place
Surrounded by a face
The
chance I’ll ever meet you
Slowly
disappears
As
reality intrudes
Rain
fell from the sky
As mine
fell from my eyes
I fight
to keep hold on my sanity
As
reality intrudes
It’s
drifting away
As you
image fades
Taking
away all that I see
Drifting away as you slowly fade
Bringing emptiness to my sadness
Bringing emptiness to my happiness
Driving
on this endless road
Destination still unknown
Time
slipping by
My eyes
are blinded by the silent cries
Bringing emptiness to my sadness
Bringing emptiness to my happiness
Rob Daiker: vocals, all instruments
Recorded by Rob Daiker @ The White House
In
The Zone
Lyrics:
Ryan Lusch
Music
and Arrangement: Chris Mayther
Run to
my car
Get
inside
So cold
and rainy out
Warm
inside my ride
Sunroof
open
Singin’
to Cd’s
75 in
overdrive
I’m
drummin’ on my knees
I’m in
the zone and I’m all alone
Think
I’ll turn the music up and take the long way home
I’m in
the zone and I’m all alone
Think
I’ll turn the music up and find some streets to roam
Point
A, point B
It’s
different for me
You
drive to get your groceries
I drive
to be free
It’s
all about feelin’ good
Being
in a happy mode
Don’t
get me wrong, you piss me off
I’ll
ram you off the road
I’m in
the zone and I’m all alone
Think
I’ll turn the music up and take the long way home
I’m in
the zone and I’m all alone
Think
I’ll turn the music up and find some streets to roam
Performed by The Chris Mayther Band
Dave
Fleschner: piano, Hammond B-3
Rudy
Battjes: drums
John
Hughes: bass
Chris
Mayther: vocals
Mark
Spangler: guitars
You
Ditched Me
Lyrics:
Kaitlin Buel
Music
and Arrangement: Kathy Walker & The UpShots
I lay
in bed
I watch
TV
I only
get up to go eat
I'm a
lazy bum
And
wanna know why?
You
ditched me
And
made me cry
I sat
at home
By the
phone
just to
find (out) that you lied
You
never called
And
wanna know why?
You
ditched Me
And
made me cry
Oooooh you ditched me
I
gained some weight
My
pants don't fit
I don’t
exercise I throw fits
I'm fat
now
and
wanna know why?
You
ditched me
and
made me cry
Performed by Kathy Walker & The UpShots
Kathy
Walker: vocals, handclaps
Kenny
Coleman: guitar, handclaps
Joe
Cunningham: tenor sax
Dave
Fleschner: electric piano, organ
Rob
Schnell: drums, handclaps, percussion
Tyler
Smith: bass, cowbell, handclaps
Bruce
Withycombe: baritone sax, xylophone, handclaps
You
Haven’t Called Yet
Lyrics:
Amanda Edmonds
Music
and Arrangement: Funk Shui
It's
almost past midnight
I
better get to bed
But I
can't with all these thoughts colliding through my head
So, I'm
still awake
Thinking about what you said
It's
hard to keep my eyes open
And my
thoughts keep on drifting away
But you
still haven't called yet
And
there's something that I wanna say
You
said you would call
So we
could talk
But the
phone sits silent
And so
I grow more and more impatient
So why
haven't you called?
I can't
take it
It's
hard to keep my eyes open
And my
thoughts keep on drifting away
But you
still haven't called yet
And
there's something I wanna say
I'm
giving up
You
haven't called, so I'm done waiting up
I'll
just close my eyes and go to bed
With
the same thoughts inside my head
It's
hard to keep my eyes open
And my thoughts keep on drifting away
But you
still haven't called yet
And
there's something I wanna say
Performed by Funk Shui
John
Henry Bourke: vocals, acoustic and electric guitars
Jeff
Duffy: drums
Rob
Matthews: tenor and alto Saxophones
Sean
Nowland: bass
Adam
Weiner: percussion
Running Away
Lyrics:
Nicholle Plummer
Music
and Arrangement: Breanna Paletta
I
didn't understand
Why
life was so hard
Made a
few mistakes
Though
others made more
Every
night I pray
For
something new to come
Nothin's happened yet
I guess
it won't at all
You
said life was gonna be better
Now you
can see things sure haven't changed
I'm
running away
Away
from all my fears
Wish I
could stay
But I'm
not wanted here
I gave
it my all
Never
walked away
Said
everything was fine
But I
lied
Tell me
what to do
You
just don't understand
Everybody left
There's
nothing left to lose
You
said life was gonna be better
Now you
can see things sure haven't changed
So
I'm
running away
Away
from all my fears
Wish I
could stay
But I'm
not wanted here
If only
I could knock on wood
And it
could take me back
Take me
back
Breanna
Paletta: vocals, acoustic guitars, shaker
Chad
Turner: drums, bass guitar
Produced by: Breanna Paletta & Chad Turner (with a little extra help from Dave Fleschner!)
Empty Inside
Lyrics:
Kim Tasner
Music
and Arrangement: Kevin O'Loughlin, Kellie Bishop and Brian
McMillen
You
were my life
The
half that made me whole
My
heart was yours for the taking and my love was never ending
But I
guess your love had a limited supply for me
My
heart was yours for the taking and my love was never ending
You
said that you would love me
But it
was just a lie
When I
look into your eyes
I see
my mistakes starring back at me
And now
that you’re gone
You've
left me empty inside
I
thought you were the one
The air
that I breath
And the
touch of your skin
Made me
hate you even more
Take
back those memories
You
burned in my soul
The
touch of your skin
Made me
hate you even more
You
cheated on me and I don't want to talk
Don't
want to cry
Just go
away
Leave
from my life
I have
no regrets
I
didn't make mistakes
And I
wouldn't change a thing
Not
even if I could
Performed by far from home
Kellie
Bishop: vocals
Kevin
O'Loughlin: National Resophonic guitar, acoustic guitar
Brian
McMillen: upright bass
Dave
Fleshner: percussion
Produced by Chris Gragg [ chris_w_gragg@yahoo.com ]
Unless otherwise noted:
All
songs recorded and mixed by Dave Fleschner
@
Dave’s Attic Productions in Portland
(503)
349-7883
Mastered by Tony Lash @ Superdigital, PDX
Graphics and Layout: Kevin Jaquette
Cover Art: “”Moving Selves” is a painting by Monica Pop.
Installation Art: The painted sculpture on glass, a interpretation of Monica Pop’s “Moving Selves,” was inspired by and is dedicated to the remembrance of Katie Preston.
Installation Artists: Jennifer Aldeguer, Brittany Baurer, Laura Busby, Brianna Danielson, Megan Gutwig, Joe Nersesian, Benjamin Phillips, Monica Pop, Lilya Shulik, Christy Smith, Ana Toscano, Francisco Zacarias, Selwyn Zaldana, Grant West
The Troutdale Poets would like to thank: Karen Gragg, Katie Sullivan, Meyer Memorial Trust, Brian Darby, Steve Olczak, John Gragg, Dan Eichler and Borders Books, everyone at cdbaby.com, Kevin Welch and KINK radio, Mike Easton, Music Millennium, Brian Smith and Barry Neufeld at Northwestern Inc., Soul Prints magazine, Diana Gaylord, Rob Schnell and Audix, Guitar Center, the RHS Booster Club, Adam Forman, Bobbie Green, Leonid Zubritskiy, Vichai Lor, Jorge Gaytan, Sun Goodpaster, Jonathon Hart, Randy Haggard, Kathleen McCollough, all past and present musicians, engineers, and lyricists, all of our loyal supporters, and the staff and students of Reynolds High School
For more information about the Deep Roots project, visit our web site at www.deeproots.com
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