||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| _Still Feel Gone_ (1991). All songs by Farrar/Tweedy/Heidorn ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| ::Gun:: Falling out the window Tripping on a wrinkle in the rug Falling out of love, dear It hurt much worse when you gave up Just don't tell me which way I oughta run Or what good I could do anyone 'Cause my heart, it was a gun But it's unloaded now So don't bother Climbing up the ladder Breaking my shin on the very first rung Waking up the neighbors It's all right, they understand they're just as dumb And they don't tell me which way I oughta run Or what good I could do anyone 'Cause my heart, it was a gun But it's unloaded now So don't bother me now Don't bother Crawling back to you now I sold my guitar to the girl next door She asked me if I knew how I told her I don't think so anymore Don't tell me which way I oughta run What good could I do anyone 'Cause my heart, it was a gun But it's unloaded now So don't bother ::Looking For A Way Out:: When you find you can't somehow Make it like all the rest You won't need to scrounge around for someone else Torn between the unknown And the place that you call home And the life you want but have never known There was a time You could put it out of your mind Leave it all behind There was a time That time is gone What has a life of fifty years In this town done for you Except to earn your name and place on a barstool? You spent your whole life in this county You've never been out of state You say you're gonna make it out before it's too late There was a time You could put it out of your mind Leave it all behind There was a time That time is gone There was a time when nothing seemed to make much sense That's turned more intense And all the crutches you've kept around Now are nowhere to be found Remember when you didn't have To look ahead or behind you? There was always something right there to do But now it's life in some kind of trap Looking for a way out Well, you keep moving on That's what it's all about There was a time You could put it out of your mind Leave it all behind There was a time That time is gone ::Fall Down Easy:: Disengaged, we're forsaken now Communication does suffer The moral stare of Big Brother Not a chance, no compromise Battling the barrier of belief Not to try anymore Don't want to murder the only memory, or hide Try to accept that it's all worthwhile When you've been disengaged Severed from any world that's mine You can hang the blame on the wall It'll be a frame around us all Deluged by stickers and billboards The conversation turns to war Never thought it would come down to this It seems every person for themself Don't want to murder the only memory, or hide Try to accept that it's all worthwhile When you've been disengaged Severed and forsaken When you've been disengaged Severed from any world that's mine More and more makes a hunger for less You get hurt when you touch the bright lights burning When you're high You can fall down easy Too many years spent trigger-happy At times I feel betrayed I feel that I've been wronged Suspended in all disbelief Until it seems it just can't go on ::Nothing:: Been traveling around some Crossing people's paths Some they stand right in your way Others like to watch you pass Been trying to memorize All the different lies That people must tell themselves each night To justify their lives Don't call it nothing This might be all we'll ever have Held myself for ransom Wandered so blind I found the roads less traveled To take you off my mind And I told myself I know Everything I do I'm just looking for something To lead me away from you Don't call it nothing This might be all you'll ever have I know it's not enough To make it sound like more So I swear, if there's a God, To make him sleep on the floor Been traveling around some Crossing people's paths Some they stand right in your way Others like to watch you pass Don't call it nothing This might be all we'll ever have I'll ever have Ever have ::Still Be Around:: I don't see you through the windshield I don't see you in faces looking back at me Alcohol doesn't have much that matters to say Can't imagine where you and time to kill will stay When the bible is a bottle And the hardwood floor is home When morning comes twice a day or not at all If I break in two will you put me back together? When this puzzle's figured out will you still be around To say you've just been there Walking the line upside down Walked and breathed many a cancerous mile Where the bat of an eye is too slow to beat the coffin They won't tell it on the TV They can't say it on the radio They pay to move it off the shelf and into our minds Until you can't tell the truth When it's right in front of your eyes When the bible is a bottle And the hardwood floor is home When morning comes twice a day or not at all If I break in two will you put me back together? When this puzzle's figured out will you still be around To say you've just been there Walking the line upside down ::Watch Me Fall:: Some folks find that their role in life Is to fail at everything they try While other folks see, but not like me There's one thing that they're damn good at Gather around you all Come around and see Those who stand tall Why don't you please watch me fall The hole it is wide and it's there to divide It's no one's fault, it's put there by design And there's a bridge yet to build as many men have willed That can stand the weight of all those who wish to pass Gather around you all Come around and see Those who stand tall Why don't you please watch me fall ::Punch Drunk:: Way in overhead Caught off guard by the gutter Everybody's spending his time Just building and making Someday someone will say "For what?" Nine to five in a blind alley Equals three sheets to the wind Can't remember when it started Don't know where that it ends And there's never a dull day When you're beaten by nonfiction God still reads the headlines The front page hope is missing Working away on a rebuilt freeway Straight away from the slash and burn cities Hindsight is there On a roadsign pointed nowhere No one gets off here No way to slow down There's peace of mind somewhere For every someone that never thinks about it And there's never a dull day When you're beaten by nonfiction God still reads the headlines We're all listening For every drop of sweat that it takes To speak out in wonder Never knowing how or when to duck next Just sitting here punch drunk, all the wiser ::Postcard:: Lost sight of ground Never been so down Nothing here to stand on It's a war-weary road Another faceless tombstone Nothing here to stand on I turn to face the wind May never get out Forever caught in a spin No better place to begin Can't find the phone, can't hear to listen Can't take along what we're missing Just as well to write this postcard from Hell And the bar clock says three a.m. Fallout shelter sign above the door In other words, don't come here anymore Too many miles between I heard a dead man scream Nothing here to stand on Each and every step Reeling out more or less Nothing here to stand on I turn to face the wind May never get out Forever caught in a spin No better place to begin I turn to face the wind May never get out Forever caught in a spin No better place to begin Tried to stay, tried to run There's never been enough reason To believe in anyone This trickle-down theory has left all these pockets empty And the bar clock says three a.m. Fallout shelter sign above the door In other words, don't come here anymore ::D. Boon:: Do you remember, remember D. Boon? Part of what he was is a part of me now And if you think back, where would he be Where would I be if time had allowed? This isn't written for any one man It's about me This isn't written for anyone alive Just the songs that he sang I've been told that it's a waste of time Well, so what? Will it be worth mine? And if Managua's bullets don't fly Young men still would die for glory Or for their countries It's just me and Jay Playing our guitars along with it all This isn't written for any one man It's about me This isn't written for anyone alive Just the songs that he sang And I'm not old So I've got nothing but time to waste Will it be worth mine? ::True To Life:: I can only sing it loud Always try to sing it clear What the hell are we all doing here? Making too much of nothing Or creating one unholy mess An unfair study in survival, I guess But it always comes down to What to do when it's all around you And this tightwire act Leaving us here for dead to news of the world And liquor piles up ahead Dodging those with words of power Forever on their breath When the quality of life gets tripped up Strangled like death It seems it's getting harder out there Especially without time enough to see True to life is another hangover True to life is more and more politics True to life is always having to look over your shoulder True to life is assembly-line sickness But it always comes down to What to do when it's all around you And this tightwire act Leaving us here for dead to news of the world And liquor piles up ahead Dodging those with words of power Forever on their breath When the quality of life gets tripped up And strangled like death It seems it's getting harder out there Especially without time enough to see ::Cold Shoulder:: Doesn't matter what you've said Or what you've done When you've lost your head You're looking for a new one Your heaven looks just like my hell Beautiful, as far as I can tell Your heaven looks just like my hell Just as I drown Then you say it's real So I hold myself down 'Cause I like the way it feels Your heaven looks just like my hell Beautiful, as far as I can tell Your heaven looks just like my hell How could I have ever needed Such a cold heart to count on? And how could I have ever wanted Such a cold shoulder to cry on? ::Discarded:: These lines don't work on me They won't on you Didn't knew the cards were on the table Just can't stand to see things turn out wrong No way to make things right Never promise anything anymore So god damn hard to make it work No easy way out of this one Always someone or something To get lost in the shuffle At least this road leads straight out of here Adversity is stable And life in front of you Discarded, recycled, and new Just can't stand to see things turn out wrong No way to make things right Never promise anything anymore So god damn hard to make it work No easy way out of this one Always someone or something To get lost in the shuffle At least this road leads straight out of here Just can't stand to see things turn out wrong No way to make things right Never promise anything anymore Someone or something to get lost in the shuffle At least this road leads straight out of here Too late to go back Sorry needs to be said But there's really nothing now to do ::If That's Alright:: Every day is dreamlike It seems like In every way And that's why When I look back on my life It's like a slideshow out of focus And as the carousel goes 'round The slides are upside-down There's nothing to make out or even notice When will it all become concrete Wouldn't that be sweet To know where you stand But until then, it's a slideshow That you're yawning through Or even sleeping And as the carousel goes 'round The slides are still upside-down There's nothing to make out or even notice And if that's alright, then it's alright If that's alright, then it's alright And if that's alright, then I wanna hear you say it And if that's alright, then I gotta hear you say it now ................................................................. Transcribed by Jake Roberts, with help from Chuck Taggart, Michael Pemberton, Barry Kelley, and Amy Haugesag