My Own Way - H. Harrington

I’m a coaster by nature
A classic imitator
And I drive my baby crazy
Cuz he knows I’m just lazy

Don’t know where it all comes from
Words, music and rhythm
Most times it don’t come at all
I think I’m failing after all

I keep gettin’ in my own way
Cuz I never feel lonely
Pretty soon they’ll disown me
I gotta let it all out

I wonder if I’m used up
Not funny or smart enough
Keep talkin' bout the same old shit
There’s gotta be a little more than this

Can’t keep it all bottled in
Creates a bitter carbonate
And it’s all stoppered at the top
I just need to screw it off

Keep gettin’ in my own way
Cuz I’m feeling kinda happy
And I don’t wanna feel guilty
I gotta let it all out

I’m a coaster by nature
But I could try to elevate ya
And I know my baby loves me
Cuz he makes me feel holy

And I’ve been actin’ all mixed up
Sittin', waitin' for some good luck
But I’m ready to make it real
Get some work for the way I feel

I’ll start carvin' out my own way
I said I’m happy not boring
If you don’t like it then ignore me
I gotta let it all out

I’ll stop gettin’ in my own way
I’m not afraid of bein’ lonely
And not a one of you own me
I gotta let it all out

What I Remember - W. Carrigan

I could tell you that I’ve missed you
These six months since you went away
I could say I long to kiss you
And wish I’d begged for you to stay
But I’d be lying to say either
The sun shines brighter every day

What I remember
Is emptied bottles in the afternoon
And long Decembers
Self medicating by the winter moon
Then you turned on me when springtime came
And your empty life stared back at you

What I remember
What I never can forget
Backhanded compliments
Barbed wire keeping me in check
Did you think that if you weren’t there
My whole life would be a wreck?

I hear you sighing, baby
I know you’re lonesome and I can tell
I hear you crying, baby
And I hope your conscience serves you well
But when you whisper that you miss me
You’d better keep it to yourself

South Fourth Street - H. Harrington

Walkin’ down Weir Lane
Under a dusky warm sky
One foot in the shoulder
The third week of July

The air is clearer here
Than back out in Queens
I know every inch of this place
Better than anywhere I’ve been

And that house on South Fourth Street
Will get you feelin’ alright
Come on in, my friend
You’re kin for the night

There’s pictures on the walls
Of sandy haired kids beamin
Hayden’s playing pool
In the front room with Eamonn

And Tray’s in the kitchen
She’s dancing to Lucinda
It’s such a simple sweet love
Like a cone of vanilla

And that house on South Fourth Street
Will get you feelin’ alright
Come on in, my friend
You’re kin for the night

Be who you are
And lay it all bare
Let the neighbors ask
What they’re building in there

And that house on South Fourth Street
Will get you feelin’ alright
Come on in, my friend
You’re kin for the night

Pretty Good - J. Prine

I got a friend in Fremont
He sells used cars, ya know
Well, he calls me up twice a year
Just ask me how'd it go
“Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
But actually everything is just about the same”

I met a girl from Venus
Her insides were lined in gold
Well, she did what she did said "How was it, kid?"
She was politely told
"Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
But actually everything is just about the same."

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen

Molly went to Arkansas
She got bit by Dobbin's dog
Well, she was doing good till she went in the woods
And got pinned up against a log
“Pretty good, not bad, she can't complain
Cause actually all them dogs are just about the same”

Moonlight makes me dizzy
Sunlight makes me clean
Your light is the sweetest thing
That this boy has ever seen

I heard Allah and Buddha
Were singing at the Savior's feast
And up the sky and Arabian rabbi
Fed Quaker oats to a priest
“Pretty good, not bad, they can't complain
Cause actually all them gods are just about the same”

“Pretty good, not bad, I can't complain
Cause actually everything is just about the same”

I’m Doing Great - H. Harrington

You're over me, I'm over you
There's nothing about you that could make me feel blue

I gave you all, you gave me nothing
It doesn't even matter cuz you know I was bluffing

I'm doing great, oh I'm amazing
My mind is a mess but I guess I'll embrace it
I'm feeling grand, I'm doing fine
I'm wasting every minute of my precious time

I left you cold, but you invite it
When you lock up your soul, boy, you know you incite it

I don't need you, you don't need me
I definitely don't think about you endlessly

I'm doing great, oh I'm amazing
My mind is a mess but I guess I'll embrace it
I'm feeling grand, I'm doing fine
I'm wasting every minute of my precious time

For every truth, you told ten lies
But don't you think you're the reason for the tears that I cry
I wanted love, you weren't offering
But who said loneliness was such a bad, bad thing?

I'm doing great, oh I'm amazing
My mind is a mess but I guess I'll embrace it
I'm feeling grand, I'm doing fine
I'm wasting every minute of my goddamn time

Summer - H. Harrington

You came into the house with a towel at your waist
Asked if I wanted you now, or if I could wait

You led me down the street with the sun-kissed pines
Always knew you would go and leave me behind

It’s better to love and lose
At least that’s what they say
You came to love and I came to lose
Left in this faded summer day

I came to lose
I came to lose
I came to lose
I came to lose
These summer blues
These summer blues