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Consolation Has no Phone

by The Coffee Sergeants

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1.
When I rise the birds sing on the lawn The pale gray light of dawn In the morning In the morning When I sleep beneath the four winds blow they take me where they go In the morning In the morning When I sleep beneath the four winds blow Please take me when you go In the morning In the morning When I dream the worlds before me rise like jewels before my eyes they shine until I rise In the morning In the morning in the morning
2.
I know a thing about taking the long way and I know a thing about getting in tune I know a thing about losing your marbles and I know a thing about breaking in two and you you should know about it too I know a thing about Mrs Wards daughter and I know a thing about other ones too I know a thing about picking up the pieces and I know a thing about living for two and you you should know about it too
3.
Sylvia lived in great houses on the north plain till the hand of time came and it swept them away bands would play she'd dance to the music they made served in the war with the girls in the ladies brigade And all the boys would hang around they don't come around much these days but you must have been a knockout in your day Married a man first boyfriend she ever had raised some kids now shes not saying things are that bad but all their friends would come around she can't count that many these days Ah but you must have been a knockout in your day And all the boys would hang around they don't come around much these days And all their friends would come around she can't count that many these days Oh but you must have been a knockout in your day in your day
4.
Falling Down 06:03
And if I'm broken on the wheel tell them the wheel was made of lead and grew so heavy on their minds that they could not raise their eyes to see the sky falling down falling down And if the band plays on too long and our time has run dry please say it was not all in vain oh to raise my eyes and see the rain falling down falling down
5.
Who knows where the time goes down some lonesome highway in the rain been up on pills and persuasion for so long I can't recall my own name Long nights travel into dawn outside my window, it's blue blue all down the line And the smoke rings they blow cross the landscape down these dusty railroad towns past the porch lights and past the street signs and past empty mansions in my mind Long nights travel into dawn outside my window, it's blue blue all down the line blue all down the line
6.
Remember them, you know that I will Eighteen months spent in days on the hill My memory, so vivid and deft Days on the hill are all we have left Up in the morning too late for the sound the hills they rise up, and the rain won't fall down all these emotions will come in to play and settle like rain at the end of the day Now a certain misfortune has come to this town we find ourselves lost where once we were found My memory, so faded and still All we have left are days on the hill
7.
She takes good care of uncle George and the things that endear But sometimes she slips out the back door at midnight when she thinks he won't hear So come on now Aunt Virginia I see you and nobody knows Aunt Virginia the way I do From bedroom to boardroom and all of the places she can find in between she creeps 'round the corner, oh what she hasn't seen So come on now Aunt Virgina I see you and nobody knows Aunt Virginia the way I do So come on now Aunt Virginia I want you and nobody knows Aunt Virginia the way I do
8.
Things can get so upside down playing games you don't remember Pictures of Mr. Stanley's life fell laughing to the ground and I said catch 'em in your hand, but don't left 'em see it in your eyes Pictures of Mr. Stanley's life fell laughing to the ground And I promise not to say a word unless I'm spoken too And I promise to be by your side when they come back for you And I promise not to leave the fan on while we sleep at night And I promise to be in your dreams when you turn out the light Time and time I've seen it happen Over and over again Pictures of Mr. Stanley's life fell laughing to the ground and I said hold 'em in you hand, but don't squeeze too hard coz when it leaves Pieces of Mr. Stanley's life fell laughing to the ground And I promise not to say a word unless I'm spoken too And I promise to be by your side when they come back for you And I promise not to leave the fan on while we sleep at night And I wondering if there's anyone who knows you in this light And I promise not to say a word unless I'm spoken too And I promise not to bring you down with things you know are true And I promise not to leave the fan on while we sleep at night And I promise to be in your dreams when you turn out the light Pictures of Mr. Stanley's life fell laughing to the ground
9.
Somewhere in my heart I hold a picture As you are right now, I wanna hold you Yeah I wanna hold you Right here in my hip pocket Won't you come down in time ever so gently or don't come down at all I wanna hold you Yeah I wanna hold you Right here in my hip pocket In this gilded cage in this ever childhood should be letting you go but I wanna hold you Yeah I wanna hold you
10.
Time beats down on all things new turns the brightest shade of blue into a faded shade of gray If all things live but for to die may all things pass before my eyes before the shine has gone away Met him in an empty room and though his shadow filled the room he was much smaller than before If all things live but for to die may all things pass before my eyes before the shine has gone away Under a canopy of blue jet streams trailing out of view I watch them fading as you say "if all things live but for to die may all things pass before my eyes before the shine has gone away" If all things live but for to die may all things pass before your eyes before the shine has gone away
11.
Look Around 03:15
Look around, and you're looking back over your shoulder And you're seeing the ones that you know and you're throwing your marbles at rainbows and you think you've got somewhere to go Looking for clues but you're looking behind you Throwing away all the things that remind you Hey, look around look around, look around but don't give up too much in return I understand It's a command from your soul, and not from your head Picking up pieces of something that broke that meant something to you a long time ago Putting them all in the pain box you keep in the attic behind your old stereo Hey, look around
12.
See them little lights disappear in the rearview mirror of your soul See them little faces waving you goodbye as you turn back the fold and it's all over town that I got no way around this thing that makes me feel like I'm ok You dial 1411 information give me consolation please but consolation has no phone and is not picking up it's mail today And it's all going down around me And it's all coming down around me See them little lights disappear in the rearview mirror of your soul See them little faces waving you goodbye as you cross over old And it's all over town that I got no way around this thing that makes me feel like I'm ok like I'm going to make another day like I'm going to wake up here beside you

about

Recorded April 2000 thru September 2001 at our place (and pace).
All songs written by Carey Bowman except Aunt Virginia which was written by Jimmy Doluisio and Carey Bowman. All tracks produced, and arranged by the Coffee Sergeants. Additional musicians: Scott Blesener: Violin, Frank Kammerdiener: Cello.
Special thanks to Jimmy Doluisio for his collaboration on Aunt Virgina (mind you, I never said it was my aunt), Mark Huber (remember the Alamo...Choir) for his contributions to the arrangement of Consolation has no Phone, to Scott and Frank for their superb playing,to the great David Johndrow for his photographic contributions, and to everyone everywhere who inspired this body of work. Extra special thanks to Liz,Renee, KT, and Kim for everything.

Dedicated to Will Glenn

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released April 1, 2002

Mike Barnett: Keys, Acoustic Guitar, Mandolin, Tin Whistle, Harmonium
Spencer Berry: Bass, Backing vocals
Carey Bowman: Vocals, Guitar, Harmonica
Doug Spinks: Drums, Percussion
also:
Scott Blesener: Violin
Frank Kammerdiener: Cello

Photography: Carey Bowman, and David Johndrow

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