Soft Times

by Matt Duncan

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released 15 January 2013

All songs written and recorded by Matt Duncan. All music performed by Matt Duncan, except where noted. Mastered by S. Husky Hoskulds. Artwork and layout by Robert Beatty.

THE KEYS
Anna Hess: Violin

RUBE GOLDBERG MACHINE
John Buckman: Drums, Percussion
Trevor Tremaine: Guitar, Bass
Evan Belt: Trumpet
Ryan Moore: Trombone

SOFT TIMES
Ryan Moore: Trombone, Euphonium
Evan Belt: Trumpet, Flugelhorn

THE HORN OF PLENTY
Andrew English: Backing Vocals

SPARKLE AND FALL
Chris Dennison: Backing Vocals
Clifton Keller: Lead Guitar
Evan Belt: Trumpet
Ryan Moore: Trombone, Bass Trombone
John Buckman: Drums

SUMMER SONG
Ryan Moore: Euphonium
Evan Belt: Trumpet
Andrew English: Lead Guitar

IDLE HANDS
Anna Hess: Violin
Evan Belt: Flugelhorn

LONE RANGER
Ryan Moore: Euphonium, Trombone

SOLITARY HEART
Trevor Tremaine: Bass, Guitar
Ryan Moore: Trombone, Bass Trombone

LOST BOYS
Clifton Keller: Lead Guitar

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Track Name: The Keys
Everybody's leaving soon
I can hear that rambling tune
From the pool hall or any shopping mall
We're going crazy as a loon
Tell me where we're gonna go
Where there's no sorrow, there's no snow
Pack your suitcase light, we're gonna leave tonight
'Cause I think I might just know

Oh if I lose it
I'm gonna move it
Down to the Keys
Maybe Idaho's not for me
Don't need no jacket
If you can't hack it
You better come with me
Down to the Keys

There's a place down by the beach
Where you can buy a peach
Hear any Buffet tune if it's after noon
And you promise not to preach
There's a bar down by the pier
Where I like to drink my beer
And I can pay my tab with the gift of gab
While the tourists shuffle through

Oh if I lose it
I'm gonna move it
Down to the Keys
Maybe Idaho's not for me
Don't need no jacket
If you can't hack it
You better come with me
Down to the Keys

Mr. Gore don't lie, when the tide is high
And we're swallowed by the sea
Gonna float on down to the promised land
Where the healthcare will be free
Track Name: Rube Goldberg Machine
We're growing less and less alike
You in the suit, you on the bike
Are your intentions pure or sundry?
Did you find the fountain, are you still hungry?
Me, I got a light I like to shine
When certain happenings are mine
But it's hard to keep a steady rhyme
On a busking beggar's drink and dime

We're turning corners, we're turning mean
We're busy working on Rube Goldberg machines
Ain't nothing perfect, we do alright
We pick a road and take it home at night

The church bell doesn't miss a chime
Your mortal feet must keep the time
So it's hard to keep an open mind
To all the things you left behind
Track Name: Soft Times
I haven't been through much worth mentioning
I haven't had my share of anything but time
Still comes cheap, though I feel strangely poor in it
For someone who might see so much more of it

Soft times ahead
Just another slow cooker pushing lead
Just another slow cooker pushing lead
Tell me it's alright
Half the time it really wasn't worth the fight
Half the time it really wasn't worth the fight

I was born at the end of the century
I don't remember much, but I'm sure it was a breeze
It felt good, gold-tinged like a melody
Every day of fine print, gotta take it like a man

Soft times ahead
Just another thousand deaths before I'm dead
Just another thousand deaths before I'm dead
Tell me it's alright
Half the time it really wasn't worth the fight
Half the time it really wasn't worth the fight

Oh, Django, oh, Django
Take me away with melodies light and free
Whatever will be will be
Oh, Django, oh, Django
Track Name: The Horn of Plenty
It was blowing on the shore
The waves were keeping time
The comely trees were whistling too
This time I'll get what is mine
It's part of his holy design for this world
When I die you'll take my place in line

For the horn of plenty
It's been the ruin of many
Those that answered the call
Or never heard it at all
Praise the horn of plenty

Then you're walking down the street
The world looks good enough to eat
And who's stopping you, boy?
You know you're a prince of a man
Such a feast there in the palm of your hand
But you still shove your gilded fist down the bell

Of the horn of plenty
It's been the ruin of many
Those that answered the call
Or never heard it at all
It's been so long since the fall
Praise the horn of plenty

So plant a seed and let it grow
Not too high just so they know
What it is that they're missing
Track Name: Sparkle and Fall
Saturday there's a parade for the forgotten names
And there's no telling when it's going to stop
Spent a number of years talking shit, drinking beer
Now the flag's looking me over like a cop

You always sparkle and fall, you ain't so pretty
And I ain't climbing at all in Emerald City
There's something wrong with it all, it's such a pity
There's something wrong with it all

Every day is a parade of I forgot their names
We were friends, we shared a lot of loose talk
Forgot the ghosts on the roads, still headed for the coast
To carve their name into a piece of rock

You always sparkle and fall
You ain't so pretty
And I ain't climbing at all in Emerald City
There's something wrong with it all, it's such a pity
There's something wrong with it all

Saturday there's a parade for the forgotten names
And there's no telling when it's going to stop
Track Name: Summer Song
Literati want a riddle
Party people want a jam
I don't want to write no memoirs but I
I get hung up on who I am
Illuminati got a choke hold
On the ups and on the downs
Guess I'd like to be your one night stand
Tell me again, how does that sound

Could be your summer song
Could be your summer song
When the days are long
You need a summer song

Back when I was still in high school
Hopping clouds, not coming down
Melodies were rolling down my windows
The beats were driving me around
Used to be I had a heart so big
There was room for anything I found
I'd like to think that I'm not full up just yet
I'd like to lift back off the ground

Could use a summer song
Could use a summer song
When the days are long
You need a summer song

I surely know it's been so long, long, long
But I don't believe it could be gone, gone, gone
It gets so dark, but then it's dawn, dawn, dawn, dawn, dawn
Track Name: I Don't Know
It's a pretty funny time to be a rebel
The beast went underground, most of the scores were never settled
And I know, think I read it in a book
But I was held up at the library by a sympathetic look
I don't know

It takes diligence and luck to keep your money from the devil
It's a business of its own just to keep marching on the level
Had I known I was born into a maze
Would I have sidestepped creature comforts, kept my head above the haze?

I don't know, I don't know
If there's a martyr I can follow
If there's an alarm that I can raise
I don't know, I don't know
How you pick a righteous path
Among the hungry glory days
I don't know

The world has had its hard knocks, it's diabolical and clever
It spits poison and good sense into the hand that pulls the lever
On the way, while I'm flailing in the dark
I might find a bit of kindling and a mind to catch a spark
Track Name: Idle Hands
Pride is cold comfort to the lonely man
But I'm not alone, I do the best I can
To hold onto my ego
It's tenuous in the best of times
And I got lost down 25
I just want to arrive

A head in the clouds can take its toll on a man
The thinning air, the beauty all around
Not close enough to touch
It might be too much
For heart as faint as mine
Give me a sign

What do I know?
The path just goes where it wants to go
And who can I see
About these idle hands at the heart of me?
What do I know?

In God we trust you just get one time around
What kind of fool who hadn't hit the ground
Would lie down and surrender?
I think I'd find some comfort there
But damn torpedoes, I don't care
All is fair

What do I know?
The path just goes where it wants to go
And who can I see
About these idle hands at the heart of me?
What do I know?

Wealth is wasted on the wicked and wise
Save the consolation prize
Don't want to work on my disguise
Thinly veiled pain, a funeral smile
Track Name: Lone Ranger
Home's been stranger since you've been gone
Hey, lone ranger, didn't think you'd be gone so long

Some of us, it's nothing new
Got one or working on two
Just waiting for the other shoe
Tell me friend, how do you do?

All these faces, they've faded to gray
Some jokers, some aces, but they're already played

But I hear that the world is wide
How are things on the other side?
No, it's never too late to ride
Or find out that you'll be alright

Feels like a small town
Like I know every inch of ground
For such a small town
I couldn't say where its heart is found
It's just so strange how
I'm moving up while I'm coming down
It's just so strange now
You look back and then you look around
It's just so
Track Name: Solitary Heart
See the life I'm living
It's checkers to the chess some folks are given
Why do I feel like Atlas wondering lost
Through golden fields when all it takes is just one toss?

But I'm working for a solitary heart
Working for a solitary heart
Can't say when it ends or where it starts
Working for a solitary heart

Labyrinths I've traveled
Every turn I took I just came more unraveled
And then I find the minotaur was me
Dressed up for Halloween
Why, why, why?

But I'm working for a solitary heart
Working for a solitary heart
Can't say when it ends or where it starts
Working for a solitary heart

It's just the world I have to lose
If I'm not strong enough to choose
Which way to go
Which way to go
Track Name: Lost Boys
Forever in black jeans
Bet you're the king of the scene
It gets so hard to be free
No one's gonna clip your wings
No

Guess I'll call the lost boys
Call the lost boys
Call the lost boys
To my aid
Tonight I won't be afraid

No more children crying
No, they never shed a tear
And now they're singing in such sweet harmony
I think you must be near
I can hear you laughing

Guess I'll call the lost boys
Call the lost boys
Call the lost boys
To my aid
Tonight I won't be afraid
Tonight I won't be afraid

You did it quick but you did it right
You're coming home when we sleep tonight