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A Note from the Heartland (Dargan)
Hey, you by the sea
Way out there in sunny California
You may remember me
I met you half asleep in spectacles
Waist deep in bicycles
Second night of camp: Black River Falls
You slept in the van
Two hours outside of Chicago
Drive as fast as you can
I never felt such giddy urgency
Damn all this geography!
Madison is a long, long way from Portland
Wheeeeeeee!
We knew in a week
We made omelets in the morning
Rode around while the town was warming
Nothing says “hello” like a note from the heartland
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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The Big Picture
03:51
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The Big Picture (Dargan)
I held the glass up to my eye
But I can’t find the target
No matter how I try
You swore it wasn’t hard to see
I believe that I’d be braver
If you still were standing next to me
I have walked this stretch alone
And I still smell the ocean
Every time I skip a stone
Now you’d walk again with me
I don’t know where you’re looking
I have never known just what you see
Take one step back…
My feet would find their way back home
Running right beside you
Or walking all alone
To pour the sand out of my shoes
A picture postcard morning
In November pinks and blues
Take one step back
Look at where you’re going
Take one step back
Think of where we’ve been
Take one step back
Try to see it coming back…
I don’t think I’ll ever find a day
Dawning quite so perfectly
As that we threw away
But in my mind I hold the scene
Standing on that beach there
We will always be nineteen
Take one step back
Look at where you’re going
Take one step back
Think of where we’ve been
Take one step back
Watch it now, it’s coming back again
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Paint A Target
04:40
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Paint a Target on My Heart (Dargan)
Pull my shirt off in the cellar
Paint a target on my heart
Push me down to reach me better
Set me up to fall apart…
I collect these little things
You say they make you nervous
As if any little thing ever gets to you at all
You select these little rings
As if you could preserve us
Then you remain the only one to save yourself a fall
Pull my shirt off in the cellar
Paint a target on my heart
Push me down to reach me better
Set me up to fall apart
Feed my tiny hopes
Hungry to the marrow
Leave my little world lying fractured on the floor
Twist my favorite words
Till they rifle down your barrel
Wrap me up in ribbons, baby, shoot me out the door
Pull my shirt off in the cellar
Paint a target on my heart
Push me down to reach me better
Set me up to fall apart
Make an ashtray of my wineglass
Throw my records on the floor
Tell me gently with your chainsaw
You don’t love me anymore
Dodging bullets in slow motion
Till your feet don’t touch the ground
Instant rag doll with your penknife
No one ever hears a sound
I drew first but you drew faster
I drew first but you drew blood
Set the record straight, you bastard
You will never brave the flood
(c) Slightly Charred Music
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Headed Back Out to Sea
06:05
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Headed Back Out to Sea (Dargan)
Baby you never let me go
Maybe more than you’ll ever know
Almost standing beside you
Almost hoping to guide you
Almost what you need
Are we down for the count this time?
Or are we over the uphill climb?
I flew back to the ocean
Never harbored the notion
You might walk away
Slowly headed back out to sea
Lowly, nearer my god to thee
Two miles deep in the ocean
One last beautiful motion
Almost all the way
Should you happen to see them
Won’t you tell them I need them?
Don’t you walk away…
Don’t walk away!
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Before the War
03:23
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Before the War (Bonner)
It’s been years and years and years and years and years
But I counted every minute until you
Now a cold wind blows right through the house and past this couch
Is that silence on the phone really you?
Now the days have cut me short, I feel us dying
Remember watching leaves fall from trees before the war
All you do is sit there sending love by semaphore
But I read through it like a first-grade reader’s easy book
I know you try, I know you write, I know you telephone
But is that silence in the bed really you?
Now the years have left me short, I feel us dying
How about we take a walk the way we did before the war
I never meant for us to die…
I’d like to trick you into giving things another chance
But you’ve finally got me figured out, I fear
I’ve got as many hearts as the floor of any slaughterhouse
And you know I keep them to myself
Where the ocean meets the rocks you’ll find me dying
Trying hard to find that shirt I wore before the war
And if we ever meet again after the dying
I kept your letters in a box, painted up before the war
(c) 1992 North Sea Spaceport Music
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Dallas Morning News
01:59
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Little As I'd Planned
03:59
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Little As I’d Planned (Dargan)
The words came falling from your lips
Like candy spilled behind a chair
A chocolate carpet Hershey’s kiss
Just to prove that you were there
I tasted every line you wrote
Savored every letter sent
You sang a song with just one note
I knew exactly what you meant
I dreamt you took me by surprise
But when I opened up my eyes
I could feel you standing there
See how much you cared
And tell myself these lies
Distance helps me clear my mind
And free of these distractions find
Though I swore it wasn’t true
Seems I never cared for you
Quite as little as I’d planned…
A pilgrimage to taste your voice
A holy wafer on my tongue
Two thousand miles without a choice
Fading though the night is young
The words came falling from your lips
Form in pools around my chair
But I recall there was no kiss
Words are all that you left there
I dreamt you took me by surprise
But when I opened up my eyes
I could feel you standing there
See how much you cared
And tell myself these lies
Distance helps me clear my mind
And free of these distractions find
Though I swore it wasn’t true
Seems I never cared for you
Quite as little as I’d planned…
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Ride for the Roses
03:19
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The Ride For the Roses (Dargan)
Haven’t we been here before?
Well it doesn’t get easier, that’s for sure
No kiss, no cuddle
Permanent paramour
Waited an hour at the door
And the flight up from Austin to Baltimore
You missed: big trouble
Slept on the airport floor
Dreamt you were riding
Fond futures coinciding
On The Ride for the Roses
Sliding sideways through the open window
As another door closes
One glance behind you
Is all you need to see your race is won
Haven’t we been here before?
For the time of your life in the great outdoors
True bliss with stubble
What are you waiting for?
Resting in clover
Chain-ring tattoo, one leg over
On The Ride for the Roses
Sliding sideways through the open window
As another door closes
One glance behind you
Is all you need to see you’ve won
On the Ride…
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Corner Kick
03:29
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Corner Kick (Dargan)
The Café on the Corner where we sit and recover
Looks like December and feels like July
Huddled in the corner, you’ve never looked stronger
I’m gone for the summer and you wave goodbye
Have you noticed how the days we’re together
The forecast is thunder and clouds fill the sky
Don’t you know by now that it’s not about the weather
The sun I live under never sets in your eyes
I’ll stand in the corner, ‘cause I’m no one’s go-getter
But you lay the guidelines then I’ll play along
You kick from the corner where the angle is better
I’ll stick to the sidelines and hurry back home
Have you noticed how the days we’re together
The forecast is thunder and clouds fill the sky
Don’t you know by now that it’s not about the weather
The sun I live under never sets in your eyes
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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If You Came to Me Now
03:07
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If You Came To Me Now (Dargan)
If you came to me now
I don’t know what I’d do
But wait for words that you might say
Like maybe we’re not through
That’s a hope I might allow
If you came to me now
And if you came to me now
I could say I never knew
That the hands I hold
Could crease and fold
Till my heart snapped in two
I could make believe somehow
If you came to me now
That’s not the sound of your car outside
Or the sound of your key in the door
That is the sound of you coming around no more
And if you came to me now
There’d be nothing left to do
But trade these rings for a box of things
That’s all I’ve left of you
One perfect, broken vow
If you came to me now
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Eyes Full of Christmas
03:38
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Eyes Full of Christmas (Dargan)
Jeanne moved down from Lancaster
Sophomore year became a blur
Eyes Full of Christmas
She made moves I had never seen
With mistletoe, in Sassoon jeans
Eyes Full of Christmas
On the football field, after Junior prom
In a velvet dress, with an atom bomb
Jeanne loved me like a cyclone
Blue tuxedo strewn across the end zone
A late, light lunch where the legs entwine
A big back seat and a box of wine
Eyes Full of Christmas
Now it's six a.m., there's a foot of snow
I’m wide-awake, all systems go
Jeanne’s sleeping in my tee-shirt
She says we’re in love, and she’s the expert
It's one thing to say that you plan to stay
Another to wake up everyday
Eyes Full of Christmas
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Twelfth Night at Payne Street (Dargan)
Hey, what you wanna do tonight?
Looks like the Birchmere’s closing down
Traffic’s crawling, snow’s falling
Two feet says the weatherman downtown
I know you hate to miss this show
But there’s nothing we can do
Hot Rise and the Trailblazers are snowed into Kalamazoo
It’s bonus time at home tonight
With quite a list of things to do
String changing, rearranging
Bath and bedrooms, basement ballyhoo!
The party’s just a week away
And we’re nearly up to speed
Sometimes Twelfth Night is all the party you need
Twelfth Night at Payne Street is really quite the party indeed
They’ll be magic in the music room
A private concert from the tomb of gloom
A twisting tale, two pints of ale
With Elvis and RT
But there’s a fracas on the phonograph
Bruce Cockburn in a hovercraft
Touching down to the sweet, sad sounds
Of 3 Mustaphas 3
So what you wanna do tonight?
I was hoping we’d stay in
Snow’s falling, pups are sprawling
New strings on the octave mandolin
All the music in the world tonight
Is at your finger tips, indeed
Sometimes Twelfth Night is all the music we need
Twelfth Night at Payne Street is all the music we need
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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You're the One
03:24
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You’re the One (Dargan)
You’re the one who likes the change of season
Prefers to go by bicycle
Loves to see the snow
And I had fun in Southern California
But you’re the reason I believe
That I might choose to go
Should I trade my favorite ocean
For two lakes and your devotion
I don’t know…
You’re the one who painted quite a picture
In willing words and watercolor
Tent beside a tree
And everyone would see a perfect picture
Wrapped inside a tiger blanket
Dancing in the sea
And that one specific ocean
Never lacked for my devotion
Until now…
You’re the one who moved to California
But only for a week
Until we found a better way
Now I’ve begun to like the change of season
And you’re the very reason
I choose you today
(c) 2005 Slightly Charred Music
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Sean Michael Dargan Madison, Wisconsin
Sean Michael Dargan is almost too tall, standing six feet, four inches in his favorite black-and-white saddle shoes. On a good day he writes and plays pop rock in the vein of Nick Lowe, Elvis Costello, Aimee Mann, and the Gin Blossoms. Guitar and voice are his main instruments, but if you’re not nice he’ll go get out his bagpipes. ... more
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