Searching For Sound (in progress demos)

by Brian Smith

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Brian Smith Portland, Oregon

Brian Smith is a geofolk musician on an endless tour around the world.

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Track Name: Talk Of The Town (demo)
A mediocre character, nothing special here
No gift for enchantment, no delight in the mirror
Just a slim, fruitless being or an ordinary pawn
But you’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone

In passing you quietly, they never look twice
Not sought for your thoughts, much less your advice
You could be completely naked, but they’d still look on
But you’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone

So who are then? You must be new here
Oh I never would have guessed that you’ve been around for years
Well maybe I’ll see you though probably not
But you’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone

Now you’ve got something happening, but there’s something else to do
I made other plans and they don’t include you
Perhaps maybe the next time if there’s nothing else going on
Until there won’t be a next time after you’re gone

And I heard you had aspirations, had something up your sleeve
But until they are realized, you’re just a child with a dream
And if you’re not here with the rise of the sun
You’ll be the talk of the town after you’re gone

Now the clock’s adding time and you’re counting down the days
Until your absence is apparent and they’d wish that you stayed
So you try to announce that you’re the chosen one
But you’ll only be the talk of the town after you’re gone

Now I heard you were someone, but I had no idea
Why didn’t you shout from the heavens so we’d know that you were here?
You just seemed so ordinary until we saw what you’d done
And you’re the talk of the town now that you’re gone

So when are you returning? We miss you so much
We always adored you and all that you touched
You had a golden grace, just ask anyone
For you’re the talk of the town now that you’re gone
Track Name: Immigrant Melody
Gone but not forgotten
Alive but not a lot
And I am living on the edge of a dream

A foreigner in a city
But it's ok because it's pretty
And beauty speaks every language fluently

And I feel I've lived more than most
But not enough to boast
For I am no better; I'm just existing differently

And perception is subjective
Though vision can be selective
Providing explanation for different beliefs
Track Name: Confessions Of A Weak Man
We always saw love in the same way, just at different steps on the trail
And I needed comfort in those times and you needed a sail
So I lead the way to a far off place and you followed close behind
But now we’re approaching our separate ways
with you going yours and me going mine

And you said, “If you think that I’ll be fine now,
Well then you’re dead wrong”
And though I’d love to hold you in my arms forever,
I’m sorry but I’m not that strong

And you called out for me in a desperate plea, but I was not around
You were searching for company and I was looking for sound
I said “I can’t help you with your broken heart; I cannot cleanup the mess I’ve made”
But in either case, we’re both better off now than if we’d decided to stay

And now I’m searching for that special place,
For somewhere I belong
And though I’d love to hold you in my arms forever,
I’m sorry, but I’m not that strong

Oh it’s a lonely road out here or at least that’s what they say
But personally I haven’t noticed it much as the scenery changes each day
And it’s not that I don’t need you; it’s not that I don’t care
I’m just getting to know the man who’s heart you used to share

And I no longer can make it right
After all that I’ve done wrong
And though I’d love to hold you in my arms forever,
I’m sorry, but I’m not that strong
Track Name: Mama, Won't You Carry Me Home?
From a small town in the countryside
Knowing if I stayed, it’d bury me alive
Lucky for me, I got out just in time
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Feet so heavy, I can barely stand
Everything is according to mysterious plans
Cause my dreams never told me that I can’t
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Mama won’t you carry me home?
Oh Mama won’t you carry me home?
Mama home for me is on the road
So Mama won’t you carry me home?

Everything I own is on my back
Got no burdens nor dreams I lack
Nothing I need I forgot to pack
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Been around so long I forgot where I am
Makes it hard when asking directions
Try to show me where to go without using your hands
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Mama won’t you carry me home?
Oh Mama won’t you carry me home?
Mama home for me is on the road
So Mama won’t you carry me home?

Second hands and one-night stands
Every roadmap is a change of plans
Each entrance an exit for another man
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Never was into old folk songs
That you can make up as you go along
Guess the next line for you can’t be wrong
Mama won’t you carry me home?

Mama won’t you carry me home?
Oh Mama won’t you carry me home?
Mama home for me is on the road
So Mama won’t you carry me home?

Home,
is on the road
So tell me how to dream and I’ll tell you where to go
Mama won’t you carry me home
Track Name: Trying To Remain (demo)
Should I be profound in conversation, is that what you’re expecting?
Should I conquer the room with every word that I say?
Well I’ll maintain my lack of elegance if it means you won’t dissect me
For I am just trying to remain

You say you thought I’d be different, well why don’t you tell that to a mirror?
I’m sure there are a million stooges that would happily fill my place
So line up for registration and you too can be a pseudo intellectual
Meanwhile I’m just trying to remain

And you claim to love music, but you’re only listening to your radio
You say you’re well read, but only if it’s critically acclaimed
And I should have headed the warnings not to dance with those I can see through
But I am just trying to remain

You suggest the grass may be greener, but this can’t be true in all directions
For some places have no offerings, but only stains
I could list them alphabetically, but this is something I’d rather not do
For I am just trying to remain

And what happened to all the men that you said you respected?
Have they evaporated by morning along with the rain?
Well you know that even God never paid any child support
Meanwhile I’m just trying to remain

There’s no need to get upset, it’s just a minor loss of freedom
Or at least that’s what you said when the Moldovans had me detained
And now I’m trying, I’m trying so hard just to forget you
For it’s the only way I know to remain
it’s the only way I know to remain
it’s the only way I know to remain
it’s the only way I know to remain