Where the Light Resides

by Daniel Vezoja

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1.
Back at the untrodden road Getting lost again Where even birds don’t dare to roam I've been down at the water’s edge Throwing stones in How could I ever stop the ebb? In the blue light of the cheddar moon I turn the sand clock Each time my mind return to you And I wonder will I ever cease to blame It may be a song I heard Or that I took a wrong turn Or that she smiled a little bit like you used to It may be I’m out of my mind Can’t leave the past behind Maybe it really was me and not you No wind through the barren trees A crackle of a branch Everyone’s got someplace else to be I’m too far to retrace my steps I wish I could read the stars I wish I didn’t want you back And I wonder will I ever cease to blame It may be a song I heard Or that I took a wrong turn Or that she smiled a little bit like you used to It may be I’m out of my mind Can’t leave the past behind Maybe it really was me and not you You can’t put a price on peace of mind One man’s wrong is another man’s right But somewhere far beyond the darkest night Is where the light resides It may be a song I heard Or that I took a wrong turn Or that she smiled a little bit… It may be a song I heard Or that I took a wrong turn Or that she smiled a little bit like you used to It may be I’m out of my mind Can’t leave the past behind Maybe it really was me and not you
2.
So sad to see Suzanna smiling As sleep is stretching over us I'm still saving Suzanna's star A small souvenir of silk In a sewer of Suzanna's sketches Simplicity still stands in style Streams and streams of suns descending Statues, silent and senile She said: savor the Savior, the savage survivor we're not the same, you are strange And I said: scientists seek certainty but they scrutinize sawdust We are slaves to the stars We are slaves to our scars She scraped for a soap to scrub her soul And so she slit her sanity Sidestepping all her stubborn senses A solemn face, a sallow skin Suzanna's sweet and sandy songs Describe the sadness of the sky She could still soothe her suffering by singing Her voice still stuck inside my skull. She said: Savor the savior, the savage survivor we're not the same, you are strange And I said: Scientists seek certainty but they scrutinize sawdust We are slaves to the stars We are slaves to our scars Now summer stood strong in silence As a silhouette strolled down the coast They saw seaweed saturate her stomach As she sleepwalked into the sea. So sad to see Suzanna smiling As sleep is stretching over us I'm still saving Suzanna's star A small souvenir of silk She said: Savor the savior, the savage survivor we're not the same, you are strange And I said: Scientists seek certainty but they scrutinize sawdust We are slaves to the stars We are slaves to our scars
3.
Old Memory 04:16
Old Memory What's the most you can carry? When do you know you're in too deep? Is there a point where the pain becomes so scary that you forget it's your own hand holding the whip? You changed the locks on your door You spend the nights on the floor cause there's a woman that keeps staring at you an old memory you can't bury Don't you know this isn't love? But you just can't get out of whatever this is Where's the farthest you've fled to? What's that most distant place Where there's nothing but the darkness and you And you keep reliving your mistakes The trees are barren in the park You're feeding on a fading spark Cause there's a woman's voice that you keep hearing an old memory you still cling to Don't you know this isn't love? But you just can't get out of whatever this is You're born you'll die empty-handed It's the things one cannot touch You built a life and it crumbled Something stole your trusted crutch But you kind of like she's in your head It's all that you've got left Oh that woman moves like a breath around you An old memory left you branded Don't you know this isn't love? But you just can't get out of whatever this is
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5.
I was a blackbird caught in some backyard with no song left to sing As the evening invaded the avenue you became my friend I climbed up to a treehouse, I guess I built it on a dream Cause when I told you I loved you, you just bowed your head Stones don't cry We're not guilty of treason On some cold and lonely morning You might change your mind Raindrops slide down the window and turn into a stream Twisting our reflection in the glass When I'm close to you I can feel the distance We're like two pearls on a string I'm struggling to tiptoe around our past. Stones don't cry We're not guilty of treason On some cold and lonely morning When the lines you drew start fading I hope I'll still be waiting And you'll change your mind Won't you change your mind
6.
Standing by a lonely road in the middle of nowhere I got dust on my shoes, I've been stuck with the same blues for too long I hear a car approaching But should I bum a ride and just go for it despite the fear inside? My heart is bigger than this roadmap And I'm not looking back I got no idea where I'm going But I'll trust the wind And I hope the wind knows where it's blowing I never took a step before without knowing where it leads Always seeking signposts, hungry for approval But that only makes you blind So I travel without luggage now I left all my shit behind And it feels kind of crazy Tears rolling down my face But man I feel alive My heart is bigger than this roadmap And I'm not looking back I got no idea where I'm going But I'll trust the wind And I hope the wind knows where it's blowing
7.
Our love was born in the lobby Of the Chelsea Hotel in 1972 Where you smiled that I looked messy but my attitude was pure You were friends with Allen Ginsberg Your jeans were torn at the knee And you dreamed that we'll get bigger than Staten Island While we lived on nothing but poems and tea Back then I was just restless And hungry for a voice But you knew where we were headed You said: »Patti, who we are is not a choice. « Rimbaud and William Blake It takes courage to be free You taught me how to not be afraid And I cared enough to let you be. While at night you were out there on the Lower East Side wrestling your demons a part of me fought to accept it and a part of me cried Life is a sea of heartbreak and those were different times We were I and we were you And I loved you no matter who you made love to
8.
The edge of the night's still very far from here So we can dance straight through it without fear Of getting lost somewhere Of getting lost in games that lovers play But the eyes of The Moon tonight look very dark And inside of yours I see I lit a spark But please don’t let your heart Don’t let your hart play tricks on us You will help me drown my sorrows I won't tell you no lies Baby you've got pretty eyes And you're leaving town tomorrow Your skin is soft your hair falls down your face You kiss me on the cheek and leave a trace A lipstick stain, A lipstick as black as blood. You stare straight into my eyes and you don't blink The air is getting thick it’s hard to think But keep on dancing on Just keep on dancing on You will help me drown my sorrows I won't tell you no lies Baby you've got pretty eyes And you're leaving town tomorrow Please don’t ask me for my name I don’t really want to tell you Let’s just not talk at all So there are no words to recall Won’t you help me drown my sorrows? I won't tell you no lies Baby you've got pretty eyes And you're leaving town tomorrow
9.
Release the grip of your weary eyes Don’t you know you bound to fall? You tried so hard to fight the gravity of your pain Now it’s surrounded with a wall I know you’re crying in your sleep Can’t find no comfort in your dreams Release the grip of your crooked mouth I guess you would if you knew how For every little thing that’s lost another’s found Don’t let your worries bring you down Cause you’re a river running to the sea Don’t you ever think you’re just a shallow creek You may be a dreamer falling from a cloud But you're gonna land on your own feet Just keep in marching to your beat Release the grip my dearest friend Maybe it just ain’t your call Maybe all the things we’re so afraid to lose Were never meant for us to keep at all No more wandering in the dark May all the dark clouds break apart Cause you’re a river running to the sea Don’t you ever think you’re just a shallow creek You may be a dreamer falling from a cloud But you're gonna land on your own feet Just keep in marching to your beat

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released December 9, 2016

Songs by Daniel Vezoja
Produced by Gavin Glass
Mixed by Scott Halliday
Mastering by Fergal Davis
Recorded at Orphan Recording Studios, Dublin

Daniel Vezoja - acoustic guitars, vocal, electric guitar #1
Gavin Glass - electric guitars, piano, Rhodes, Hammond organ, dobro #6
Scott Halliday - bass, drums
Travis Lyon - pedal steel #4, #5, #7, #9

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