Remedy

wrapped inside you like a diamond
waiting for the dark to burn away
counting on your heartbeat's constant rhythm
to carry me back to myself
all of my thoughts, like junkyard dogs guarding scraps of nothing
filling my head with senseless things that keep me from you
but I found the remedy
I found the cure for Everything
take me into your hands,
help me love a world that I don't understand
lying in the grass I listened
underneath a black sky soaked in stars
til I heard the sound of my heart spinning
all my panic into love
out of the fire of false desire
beat up but I'm breathing
trying to stay wide awake
while all the world's asleep
but I found the remedy
I found the cure for Everything
take me into your hands,
help me love a world that I don't understand
and you're taught to want
all of life's shiny trinkets
and you're hoping that they will save you
but when it's all over
none of these things will matter
and you'll ask yourself "did I love?"
chorus

words: Bird York music: Bird York and Larry Klein

Had A Dream

he comes undone
says he's lost the map his life was on
says everything is unraveling
I take his hand
and then I kiss him like the world is ending and say
"where logic ends, faith begins"
'cause I had a dream
that our hearts were like flowers opening up
everytime that we love
and I'm wondering if we just try and risk everything for love
how can we ever go wrong
Embrace this life
every punch and kiss on this wild ride
the end could be a moment away
we're strong enough
yeah, we get knocked around but we get up
'cause it's hope that's flowing through these veins
'cause I had a dream
that our hearts were like flowers opening up
everytime that we love
and I'm wondering if we just try and risk everything for love
how can we ever go wrong
Nobody said it would be easy
nobody said it would be fair
all we can do is try to keep our fears from running us
just let our innocence be our cure

words and music:Bird York music:Rick Mussallam

 


Wicked Little High

You're a wrong turn
a big fat No
you're the fifth drink before a long drive home
you're the thing to avoid
the bars to my cage
you're all I think about everyday
you've got that thing
that my wildest dreams are made of
you set my world on fire

I die everytime you walk by
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you
Desire is such a wicked little high
when the one you want is blind to you

you're the third scoop
the second pack
you're the reason for therapy
why I should go back
Hey Mister Wrong
you're the tingle in my jeans
you're everything I don't want
but everything I need
I see other guys
but their kisses don't mean nothin'
'cause you're what I have in mind
I die everytime you walk by
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you
Desire is such a wicked little high
when the one you want is blind to you

you're a wrong turn
a big fat No
you're the fifth drink before a long drive

written by: Bird York
hum and howl/ascap

Open Wider

Like a mantaray gliding serene through strange farmland,
newly runaway, I got away clean in your car,
in your hands.
Sliding the warm black tongue highway,
your hands there, so smooth, between between my legs
the cornfields sigh with freedom
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane
Quiet older guy
driving us deep into nowhere
I'm soldered to your side
while stuttering stars, spit and strewn, wink and stare
The wind whips so wildly
from our speed,
stirring such a frenzy deep in me
my heart becomes unbolted
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane
fifteen year old, love hungry girl,
a flower, in the fist of the world
flying in a fat blue car
eyes wide, fresh heart
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane, dancing insane

Words: bird york
Music: Flannery and bird york

 

In The Deep

Thought you had all the answers
to rest your heart upon
but something happens
don't see it coming, now
you can't stop yourself
now you're out there swimming
in the deep

Life keeps tumbling you heart in circles
till you let go
till you shed your pride and you climb to heaven
and you throw yourself off
now you're out there spinning in the deep

words: bird york  music: bird york and michael becker


Freedom

hurry up don't let sunlight go to waste
grab your coat and we'll make our clean getaway
we're just gonna leave behind
these worry machines we call our minds
run off to the sea
watch the sunlight kick off the diamond waves

Freedom , it's calling , it's calling
Freedom
Freedom, our light's we're golden
Freedom, from everything

Chasing waves as the seagulls cry and dive
Kicking sand as the crazy man rides by
talking 'bout the end of the world
wish he'd take a break and live for right now
"cause we understand, that this moment is all that we have

Freedom , it's calling , it's calling
Freedom
Freedom, our light's we're golden
Freedom, from everything

when the tightrope won't stop shaking
and opinion starts to wear you down
time to pull our secret weapon on out
and laugh these bullets right from our hearts

words and lyric: bird york

Hold On , I;m coming (hayes /porter)

Save Me

In the afternoon
she sits and waits for him to come
two swollen ankles count the time
Nervous fingers trace
across the cold linoleum
the kitchen wall receives her sigh
"Oh, can you hear me, Joe?"
she tries to call across the veil
Her lips are trembling now
can't hear his voice , can't feel him near
she says "Save me, save me
why don't you save me from the pain of losing you
Save me, save me
why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through"
The dinner table looks so strange without him sitting there
the bed is empty on his side
for forty years this house has held the fire of love they shared
but now the garden slowly dies
He said he'd never leave her alone to face the day
What kind of God is this that'll take him back
and make her stay
"Save me, save me
why don't you save me from the pain of losing you
save me, save me
why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through?
The kids try to come around,
try to make some time to see me,
I know, the busy lives they lead
keep them from these memories"

words and music:bird york bmi


Lovely Thing

drunk on a morning sky
it's the kind of day
you wanna wrap your arms around
watching the white birds fly as they circle up and float in space
preaching their religion without a sound
and I'm bursting with Everything
and I'm light as a cloud
'cause Love is filling me up
it's taking the edges off my heart
and Love just won't let me be
I'm floating just like a leaf in it's stream
what a lovely thing
and I know the world's gone mad
crazy with greed
but I can't fix it all today
'cause my rollercoaster heart is climbing up it's track oh yeah
and there ain't a damn thing in it's way
and I'm  stuoid with aimless glee
and I'm talking to the trees
chorus

words: Bird York Music: Bird York and Peter Fox

Come Be With Me

Funny how your eyes keep wandering
everytime I speak of deeper things
my love has no walls, it has no strings
so if you want to go, if you want to leave
when you're ready, when you're ready, when you're ready
come be with me
I don't want to be angry anymore
so speak your truth now even if it hurts
'cause your silence has been whispering
that you're still looking and it's not for me
when you're ready, when you're ready, when you're ready
come be with me

words: bird york music: michael becker and bird york

Up In Flames

Everybody's got that thing
that kinda makes them insane
Everyone has gone half crazy
might as well hang with you
you're out of your mind but your hands are smooth
And everybody's lost the point
quite a long time ago
only thing left that can't be bought or sold
is what's burnin down below
and I'm burning
so let's stop thinking, baby
let's forget our names
let's go up in flames

I know there are thousand ways
that we don't agree
but all that seems to matter right now
is where you're touching me
and I feel it unleash me
and there's no reason, baby
to explain
when we're up in flames

feel me hold you like a dream
reeling, right up on the edge of it

so let's start prayin, baby
in our way
up in flames
'cause it's our freedom, baby
it's our escape
when we're up in flames

words: bird york music: larry klein and bird york

 

HAVE NO FEAR

have no fear in your heart
though you feel you've been broken and lost
there's a place where we will meet up again
there's a place that mends your hurt and takes you in
there are times faced alone
when you find all the holes in yourself
you don't have to walk the night on your own
I will say a prayer for you to lead you on
I will say a prayer for you when you have gone

words: bird york  music:  bird york and michael becker
 
 
 
 
 

BIRD YORK Debut cd

come homewhat are you running afteropen widerbought a gunsave meprozac daypunish me with kissesstrange chemistryi'm not laughingbreathe deeply

come home

long day
stabbing at shadows
blank eyed, just staring out windows
he's gone, left me again
same song on permanent repeat,
a Big Dog on a thin leash,these thoughts,
have got me lost and wondering
where he's been
and who he's kissing
Come home
Come home, stop wandering
come home,
back to the home of me
Just like a nicotine addict
I'm craving drama for my fix
my past has seized the day
filling the silence with static,
sifting through his shiny garbage
I can't win the war
when I'm fighting myself
with the shells of my own thinking
Come home
Come home, stop wandering
come home, back to the home of me
home, safe inside of my tiny prayers
nothing out there can harm me
Come home
Come home, this tortures me
come home, back to the
home of me

words and music :bird york
 

what are you running after

are you still waking in a panic
are you sleeping in a ball
are you still eating dinner in your car
can't waste precious working hours
and the phone keeps ringing like a church on judgment day
you say it drives you crazy
wouldn't have it any other way
what are you running after these days
who are you leaving home alone
what are you running after these days
you any closer to the spotlight
now that I'm gone
are you still living life distracted
from all the things you need to do
that promise you fame and power from the masses
all the things love can't get you
and the jobs keep coming like Cuban refugees
and the crowd is loving
your success at any price disease
what are you running after these days
who are you leaving home alone
I hope that she's strong
what are you running after these days
you any closer to the spotlight
now that I'm gone
going around on your hamster wheel
hoping to fill your hole with gold
and the sound of wild applause
what are you running after these days
who are you leaving home alone
I hope that she's strong
what are you running after these days
you any closer to the spotlight
now that I'm gone

words and music:  bird york

Open Wider

Like a mantaray gliding serene through strange farmland,
newly runaway, I got away clean in your car,
in your hands.
Sliding the warm black tongue highway,
your hands there, so smooth, between between my legs
the cornfields sigh with freedom
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane
Quiet older guy
driving us deep into nowhere
I'm soldered to your side
while stuttering stars, spit and strewn, wink and stare
The wind whips so wildly
from our speed,
stirring such a frenzy deep in me
my heart becomes unbolted
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane
fifteen year old, love hungry girl,
a flower, in the fist of the world
flying in a fat blue car
eyes wide, fresh heart
Feel the world open wider
(turning me inside out)
See the trees, wild in the breeze, dancing insane, dancing insane

Words: bird york
Music: Flannery and bird york
 
 

bought a gun

I ditched school today
bought a gun
gotta shoot with both hands,
'cause it kicks back some
I'll show those muthers who they're messin with
Run for cover, I'll take no shit
I won't be afraid of no one
By the time I'm eleven I'll be a man
gonna fire off a weapon like those guys in movies can
by the time I'm eleven
I'll be cool like them
Saw that Bruce Willis movie ,
he's my Man
used an AK 47 like a magic wand
all those bodies falling just like bowling pins
bullets flying, gets me psyched up
can't wait to get my hands on one
By the time I'm eleven I'll be a man
gonna fire off a weapon like those guys in movies can
by the time I'm eleven
I'll be cool like them
cool like them
cool like them
so cool like them
I ditched school today
bought a gun

words and music :bird york
 

save me

In the afternoon
she sits and waits for him to come
two swollen ankles count the time
Nervous fingers trace
across the cold linoleum
the kitchen wall receives her sigh
"Oh, can you hear me, Joe?"
she tries to call across the veil
Her lips are trembling now
can't hear his voice , can't feel him near
she says
"Save me, save me
why don't you save me from the pain of losing you
Save me, save me
why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through"
The dinner table looks so strange without him sitting there
the bed is empty on his side
for forty years this house has held the fire of love they shared
but now the garden slowly dies
He said he'd never leave her alone to face the day
What kind of God is this that'll take him back
and make her stay
"Save me, save me
why don't you save me from the pain of losing you
save me, save me
why don't you save me from this hell I'm going through?
The kids try to come around,
try to make some time to see me,
I know, the busy lives they lead
keep them from these memories"

words and music:bird york
 

prozac day

Hiding under covers
pillow over head
he's not coming out of his safe bed
No matter how close I hold him
or sing his praise
there's a big black cloud inside him
and it's had it's way
Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day
looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place
Doesn't feel like talking
no desire to eat
he's too busy boxing with his little joy thief
though, all the clouds swirl above him like a giant Monet
when he looks up he can't see them when he thinks in gray
Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day
looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place
Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day
He's so bone tired and stripped inside
his muse has got away (so far away yeah)
skin on skin is the medicine
he'll just have to take now
Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day
looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer place, yeah
Kevin's heading for another Prozac Day
looking for something that's gonna make the world a nicer, smoother, kinder, lovelier,
lighter, oh-so-happy-wonderful place
yeah, he's looking for a Prozac Day
words and music: bird york
 

punish me with kisses

The bed is ice,
you lie when you say your tired.
Your back is turned,
injured, you choose to bleed in silence
feel me up against your masquerade
Make me pay for my crime
another way
punish me with kisses
torture me tenderly through the night
my fingers climb down your spine
hoping for a reaction
kick off a spark in the dark
of my isolation
I didn't mean to hurt you so badly
don't make a world disaster
from some school yard fighting
punish me with kisses
(mercy, have mercy)
torture me tenderly through the night
punish me with kisses
tenderly, make me pay for my crime
Quit the games you're driving me crazy
you're withholding your love
reach for me and let our chemistry
burn this thing alive
alive, alive
punish me
have mercy

Words and music:bird york
 

strange chemistry

you've got me quivering
you're causing a mini riot
in my veins
you're seeping through my walls
and leaving a trail of blue thoughts
Dracula Man, my window's open wide
I am burning with strange chemistry
I am falling so deliciously
I am catching
your divine disease
you're melting in my mouth
you've become the food I can't live without
you come around,
looking so tender and ripe
I am burning with strange chemistry
I am falling so deliciously
I am catching
your divine disease
Something is happening
you're pulling my heart out of isolation
out of it's padded cave

words:bird york
music:bird york/marc schulman  hum and howl jammin planet /ascap

i'm not laughing anymore

got nothin to write
just tryin to liven up this day
been servin my time
and starting to wisen up to my mistake
with chains and bars around me, he goes free out there
it's so funny, I'm not laughing anymore
It's so funny, I'm not laughing, I'm not laughing anymore
been workin the line
must've ironed ninety shirts today
my hands are on fire
small price to pay for taking a man's life away
He used to write and tell me how he'd wait for me
it's so funny, I'm not laughing anymore
It's so funny, I'm not laughing, I'm not laughing anymore
Told me I was special
made me feel like I was someone
anything to please him
anything to keep him
that's why I'm here and he's gone
missed having a child
I'm spending my life in hell's hotel
been talking to God
and healing this gaping hole I call my soul
it's so funny, I'm not laughing, I'm not laughing anymore

words:bird york
music: john flannery/bird york
 

breathe deeply

girl scattered
ripped to pieces by her brother's murder
one thought too many
one thought too much
her gentle levy burst
lives with her mother in a basement
with their seventeen years of blame
can't stop the knawing
"I should have's" clawing
it is the circle of her pain
breathe deeply you're not alone
breathe deeply now
breathe deeply he's safe with god
rest your head now
she has no father, no hero husband
to help her gather her ends
so she imagines the dj loves her
lives for the music he spins
radio humming, two fingers drumming
over the red scar bracelet she once made
her mind keeps playing her brothers slaying
and she's scattering once again
breathe deeply you're not alone
breathe deeply now
breathe deeply he's safe with god
rest your head now
she says, "I dream, i dream about him
he is lost and all alone
how can I sleep until i free him"
she keeps stumbling under the weight of his ghost
breathe deeply you're not alone
breathe deeply now
breathe deeply he's safe with god
rest your head now
breathe deeply you're not alone
breathe deeply now
breathe deeply he's safe with god
rest your head now

words and music: bird york
 

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