Lyrics | Elliott Park

Simple Song

Is your smile rusty from the tears you weep
Is your happy stuck like gum beneath your feet
Are your hopes locked in a jar
In the cellar damp and dark
There between the pickles and the beets
Are you stocked up for a winter of despair
Waiting for a meteor to burn your hair
Well If you ever feel the urge
To take a breather from your dirge
Here’s a little coin for you to keep

Chorus
A simple song that your heart can sing
Not too long – rather short and sweet
Like the birds in the apple trees
Let the world hear your simple song

First you’ll feel it start to flutter deep in you
Just a drop or two of yellow in your blue
You can run but can’t hide
When a smile begins to rise
Like the terminator wearing big red shoes

Repeat Chorus

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Blue Dog

Blue Dog, Blue Dog
In the corner of my crib
I can barely lift my head
But I see you fuzzy blue
Blue Dog, Blue Dog
On my blanket on the floor
Tell me. Could I love thee more
May I put my mouth on you
Blue Dog, Blue Dog
With me in my big boy bed
A patch of denim on your head
We’ve been through our ups and downs
Blue Dog, Blue Dog
Mommy wants to wash you clean
Says your filthy as can be
But I’m so afraid you’ll drown

Chorus
Blue dog Blue Dog
A little smile that never falls
Somewhere deep inside love calls
Could it be little jingle balls
Am I wrong?

Blue Dog, Blue Dog
You know our love is just as true
But you must stay here in my room
College life is not for you

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Blue Dog, Blue Dog
How I wish I had you now
The strife of life has got me down
Bills unpaid and rent past due
Blue Dog Blue Dog
How I miss that jingle sound
And the face that never never frowns
How I miss my dog of blue

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Fly Boy

Some live their lives down in the shadows
Some live with sunshine on their wings
Most reside here in the middle
Perfectly happy in between
But ordinary ain’t your style boy
It’s like a jacket way too small
I see you standing on a canyon edge
And your the type that flies or falls

So go on and fly boy
To the sky boy
Win or lose you are free
But wherever you go boy
Clouds above or rocks below boy
You don’t belong here in between

I believe you’re gonna make it
I prophesy you’ll find your dreams
And there’s only one thing worse than falling
And that’s never having ever tried your wings

So go on and fly boy
To the sky boy
Win or lose you are free
But wherever you go boy
High above or far below boy
You’ll never be happy in between

So go on and fly boy
To the sky boy
Win or lose you are free
And wherever you go boy
Be it high, be it low boy
Don’t ever settle in between
Remember me here in between

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She Is

I don’t know quite where to begin
It’s kind of like describing red
The thing her smile does in my heart
The same thing light does in the dark
The kind of thing that words just miss
She is
An empty hole inside of me
The one I don’t let people see
The place I guess that God knew best
To fill with yearning emptiness
The perfect puzzle piece that fits
She is

Chorus:
When I’m not strong enough to see
When I’m not sure of my own dreams
When I’m not able to believe
She is

When I wake up in the night
A big decision on my mind
And I’m not praying like I could
Not believing like I should
She tells me with a quiet kiss
She is

Repeat Chorus

And when the spotlight shines on me
And everyone is on their feet
Guess whose over to the side
So content to let me shine
Guess whose cheering with the rest…

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Time For You

I don’t have time for blogging
I don’t have time to be cute
There’s not enough hours for texting
My thumbs are too big anyhoo

No space in the race of my mornings
No break in my late afternoon
Yes it’s true I’m behind almost always
But I’ll always have time for you

So bring us two hot cups of coffee
Remove all the clocks from this room
Yeah, coffee and birds and the sound of slow words
Cause I always have time for you, yes I do
I’ll always make time for you

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Fight For You

Elephants dance
Bear dressed in pink
Little man’s whip
Make big lion blink

Cowardly beast
In shackles of fear
That would be me
For too many years

So I melt down these chains
And beat out a spear
Your sleeping giant is here
To fight for you

Friend do you see
I’ve painted my face
The red stripe is love
The black one is hate
Blue stands for peace
The white one stands for
The little man’s face
When the circus lion roars

So I melt down these chains
And fashion a spear
The time has come my dear
To fight for you

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The Soldier And The Oak

This is a story that began long long ago
I was a young oak tree in dark Missouri soil
And like all other saplings I had dreams of growing strong and tall
But one day a rebel with a bullet in his chest
Hung his rifle on my limb and laid to rest
There beside me as the blood soaked to my roots the soldier sang
A song of grace

The heavy rifle bowed me over to the ground
Two years I stayed this way until the rifle fell
And in this manner for a hundred years I grew and all my dreams not meant to be
And then one day two men came with a crosscut saw
They spoke of how my arch would hold a weight so strong
And I feared not the blade for such a worthy cause and so I fell
I gladly fell

Bridge:
Three winter days aboard a Northbound train
Three more beneath the hewer’s careful blade
And while he worked he praised my rich red grain
Perhaps it was the soldier’s blood that day

Now I’m the wooden arch that holds a mighty bell
Three stocks before me cracked but I shall never fail
Up in a tall cathedral high above my dreams of long ago
And on Sunday mornings when I hear that sweet refrain
I see the soldier’s face like it was yesterday
Calling angels down from heaven with that hymn he softly sang
Of God’s good grace

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Moon River

Moon River, wider than a mile 
I’m crossing you in style someday
 Oh dream-maker, you heart-breaker 
Wherever you’re going I’m going your way
 Two drifters off to see the world 
There’s such a lot of world to see
We’re after the same rainbow’s end 
Waiting ’round the bend
 My huckleberry friend
 Moon River and me

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Too Many

Too many wars, too many cars,
Too many men hangin’ in bars
Too many friendships gone wrong
Too many phones, too many rings,
Too many of them workout machines
Too many words in this song

But we could use a tad more good news
And a few more of them bright stars above
And one thing there’ll never be too many of
Too many songs about love

Too many scams, too many schemes
Too many lights behind Larry King
Too many reality shows
Too many taxes, too many forms
Too many years since I was born
Too many candles to blow

But we could use a tad more good news
And a few more of them bright stars above
And one thing there’ll never be too many of
Too many songs about love

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Sugar Bugs

Sleeping late on a Saturday
Snoozin’ in the Sun
Somethin’s comin’ down the hall
Little giggles around our bed sneakin’ peakin’ up
Momma did you hear that sound down there crawlin’ on the rug
I’m afraid to say for sure but I think we got them sugar bugs

Sheets and blankets everywhere
Laughin’ havin’ fun
Everybody in their underwear
Three year old singin’ Lazy Bones, the boys are wrestlin’ rough
Me and Momma fightin’ off a swarm of critters all over us
But I’m not sure we’re gaining any ground with all these sugar bugs

Chorus:
My Sugar bugs, sweet sugar bugs
Just one way to deal with you
Little bit o’ tickles and a lot of lovin’ hugs

Off they jump to watch TV
D’rectly I get up
There on the kitchen floor I see
Two cracked eggs and a pool of milk drippin’ from a jug
I prob’ly oughta line em’ up. Prob’ly oughta spank ‘em one by one
Oh but have you ever seen them big ol’ eyes on a little bitty sugar bug

Repeat Chorus

Monday morning 7 AM
I turn on all the lights
Well, well look who’s sleepin’ in
Like a rollie pollie they’re all curled up warm and tight
So I shake ‘em and I bounce ‘em, I push ‘em and I give them toes a tug
Rise and shine you sleepy eyes, my sweet little sugar bugs
You better hide you better run I’ve got tickles and a lot of lovin’ hugs

My sugar bugs… sweet sugar bugs

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Say The Word

A busy airport on a Sunday afternoon
I went to see her off – the least that I could do
‘Cause there were dreams I had and fortunes to be made
And her love was in my way

As I watched her slowly walk toward the gate
Something deep inside woke up and called her name
She turned her hopeful eyes and through the tears that bled
This is what she said…

CHORUS:
Say the word and I would give to you my life
Say the word and I am your’s until the day you die

But I just stood there while my pride got in the way
And I still regret today the words I didn’t say

I heard someone in Denver made her smile again
And now she’s got his name and kids that look like him
And I got my my fortune – more than I could ever need
But Denver’s got my dreams

REPEAT CHORUS

BRIDGE:
All the choices I have made
All that could have been
A thousand dreams have haunted me
I try to speak, but she just says again…

REPEAT CHORUS

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Old Man And The Clock

Tickety tockety kitchen clock goes
You’re not fooling me for one minute you know
Casually melting cathedrals like snow
Looking so coy
King bones and credos and liberty bells
Around you like mouse gathers feathers and shells
Little tin hands pulling empires down
I’m on to you now
You just smile at me
Hopelessly set in our ways me and you
You’ve got your pendulum I’ve got my spoon
I stir my coffee and you stir the moon
Each morning at five
All you have is me
And all I have is time

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Bottle Of Tears

I had a dream last night
In a sparkling light
A set of silver doors
And then a corridor
Led me deep into a chamber
Two armored angels were
Standing guard over
A box made out of gold
It had a small window
Through the glass they let me peer
There I saw a bottle of tears
Somehow I knew
They belonged to you
Silent drops of pain
So many times they’ve rained
And then a voice made of a thousand shouted…

Chorus
Every drop of your hope that bleeds from your soul
He’s counting
Every piece of your heart ripped out in this war
He’s holding
Every drip from your chin that you lose to the wind
Is in this bottle of tears

The bottle disappeared
Another scene was there
It was a bright blue day
Colored blossoms sprang
There you were with someone else spinning, laughing…

Repeat Chorus

So when your faith feels like it’s drowning
Don’t give up. I know it’s counting, mounting…
In a bottle of tears