No Such Thing

No Such Thing

-Words by Clint Collins

05/27/2016

Happy birthday what’s that mean
Another year in the bank

Pocketful of painful memories

Only got myself to thank

Tangled up the sour and the sweet

Till I couldn’t taste either one

Never knew what life could mean

Till I held my newborn son

Don’t you try to whisper sugar dreams in my ear

There’s no such thing as happiness, well that’s my story

There’s no such thing as happiness, so I’ve been told

Well Honey, all you are is either cursed or blessed

There ain’t no room for yuppie words like happiness

You break into my room at night

You say you know how I feel

But you’re telling me I’m not doing it right

I shouldn’t chase down an ideal

I tangled up the golden and the black

Till my heart became colorblind

But I never found a trophy or a Cadillac

That ever gave me peace of mind

Don’t you try to whisper sugar dreams in my ear

There’s no such thing as happiness, well that’s my story

There’s no such thing as happiness, so I’ve been told

Well Honey, all you are is either cursed or blessed

There ain’t no room for yuppie words like happiness

You can do the impossible,

anything is possible, and that’s it, no more

There’s no such thing as happiness, well that’s my story

There’s no such thing as happiness, so I’ve been told

Well Honey, all you are is either cursed or blessed

There ain’t no room for yuppie words like happiness

Arrow

Arrow

Words by Clint Collins

March 17, 2006

Engine stalls and wheels won’t turn

Wasted time and every cent I earned

Losing faith in so called lessons learned

I never learned

Oh , I need some kind of guide

So I form my body in the shape of an arrow

But I still don’t know which direction to go

You can turn me left, you can turn me south

You can pull me close, you can shoot me out

The compass needle is stuck in place

I still can’t see the blood on my own face

The treasure map has all but been erased

Oh what a waste

Oh , I need some kind of guide

So I form my body in the shape of an arrow

But I still don’t know which direction to go

You can turn me left, you can turn me south

You can pull me close, you can shoot me out

Culture Shock

Culture shock

Words by Clint Collins 

March 15, 2016

Verse 1

Started out like a shooting star

Carried the smell of a brand-new car 

Our legs are spinning and now we're stuck been burning out since the cord was cut

Chorus

This can't be all that there is for me 

 seen more than my share of tragedy

God I could use some serenity

This can't be all that there is for me

Verse 2

I took the pills and my dad's advice 

and got back up oh a thousand times

Been round the world a time or two 

Still biting off more than I can chew

Between a hard place and a rock 

I know it's more than just culture shock 

so tired of hurry up and wait 

Now there ain't anything left to say

Chorus

This can't be all that there is for me 

 seen more than my share of tragedy

God I could use some serenity

This can't be all that there is for me

Bridge 

Come into senses and a shrug of a shoulder

 I turn around to see the old man run 

took all I had and now I'm late to the party 

might be wrong but still I'm sticking to my guns

Sweet Talker

Sweet Talker (a rock song)

-words by Clint Collins

March 21, 2016

Nice to meet you, been here long?

Take one chance, I’ll do you wrong

From a line of long heartbreaks

One dance is all it takes

Gucci style, new in town

Take my hand, I’ll let you down

From a line of long mistakes

One night is all it takes

Oh, I’m a sweet talker

[Look like wine, taste like saltwater

Give me time, I’m a sweet talker]  x2

What’s your drink, and where you from

Steady as a ticking bomb

I’m whatever you might need

Yeah put your faith in me

Oh I’m a sweet talker

[Look like wine, taste like saltwater

Give me time, I’m a sweet talker]  x2

Look so fine, like a streetwalker

Give me time, I’m a sweet talker

Nice to meet you, been here long?

Take one chance, I’ll do you wrong

Steady as an earthquake

From a line of long heartbreaks

Oh I’m a sweet talker

The Rising Sun

The Rising Sun

date unknown, we'll just say some time in 2010

i never heard a love song, until i heard you call my name
i never saw all the colors, i was drenched in all the rain..
i never knew to take shelter when the darkness took over the sky
i never had a mother to wipe the tears from my eye
but i know the son is gonna rise

i never felt the healing of faithful fingertips
i never felt the power of a kiss from a lover's lips
i never knew how to set things right when my words ruined everything
i never had a brother and i never knew how to sing
but i know the son is gonna rise

the rising sun, here it comes
the rising son, here He comes
the rising son

i never spoke to Jesus until my world came crashing down
i never knew how to hold my tongue with the chaos spinnin’ round

i never knew the price you paid for all the things i'd done

i never saw the light of day until i met the rising son
and i know the son is gonna rise
i never heard a love song until i heard you call my name

i never knew what love was, but you took all my shame
the rising sun, here it comes
the rising son, here He comes
the rising son

Justifiable

Justifiable

-words by Clint Collins

April 26, 2016

she offered justice or mercy but wouldn’t do both

I opened my mouth and swore under oath

She heard what I said, but not what I meant

She threw me a line and held me in contempt, oh yeah

And now I need a witness

And so I’m giving my defense, I’m giving my excuse

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

And so I’m giving my account, and every word is true

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

In my opening statements, I talked about love

And all of the dreams I never made much of

She had what I wanted but not what I need

Guilty from birth, was all I could plead, oh yeah

So can I get a witness

And now I’m giving my defense, I’m giving my excuse

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

And so I’m giving my account, and every word is true

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

Ooh ooh counting the hours

Ooh ooh counting the minutes

Ooh ooh with a love like ours,

I’ve already been sentenced

Ooh ooh counting the minutes

Ooh ooh counting the years

Ooh ooh releasing resentments

Ooh ooh facing my fears

And now I’m giving my defense, I’m giving my excuse

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

And so I’m giving my account, and every word is true

It’s justifiable, and I’m long overdue

Acquired Taste

Acquired Taste

-words by Clint Collins

March 19, 2016

I could always put my faith in, the things that 

i thought i understood

but that's why i ended up right here, 

it never did any good, 

just like an actor on a stage, who finds his own way off script

either you're gonna play your part or

else you'll never fit

pushed to the end, still i never would give in

waking up in reverse, it took surrendering to win

oh i know i never could, never could repay my sins

waking up in reverse it took surrendering to win

peace is like a potion, y'know 

it's an acquired taste

but it's the only thing that'll wash away

everything i've chased

just like swimming in the ocean, pulled into the riptide

you'll be carried to the shoreline when

you give up the will to fight

pushed to the end, still i never would give in

waking up in reverse, it took surrendering to win

oh i know i never could, never could repay my sins

waking up in reverse it took surrendering to win

everything i want i get by giving it all away

right her is where i am right now but not where i'm gonna stay

pushed to the end, still i never would give in

waking up in reverse, it took surrendering to win

oh i know i never could, never could repay my sins

waking up in reverse it took surrendering to win