Wistfully Yours: Deluxe Edition Album Lyrics
Waxing Poetic
My passport's expired
And I'm feeling oh so tired
I don't seem to want to
Get around much anymore
I never dreamed that I
Would live a paint-by-number life
A housewife, a couple of kids
A mortgage and a Willie Loman job
And oh how I long for my today's
To become my yesterdays
Now the kids have all grown up
And my wife just said she's had enough of me
So I shuffle around this old house
Alone with my failures and shattered dreams
Making promises to myself not to drink
Until the sun goes down
But these days go by so slowly
And the night makes me wait so long for it to come
And oh how I long for my today's
To become my yesterdays
I don't know why
I gave up the paper and the pen
I should have known better
To follow the voices in my heart
But the canvases in my mind's eye
Never ever came to life
And my words stopped flowing
Many, many, many years ago
And oh how I long for my today's
To become my yesterdays
Now the sun is sinking low
And the whiskey makes me glow
So I wax poetic:
What are hearts for but to be broken
What are hearts for but to be broken
Written 2008, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Don't You Let the Darkness Drag You Down
Don’t you let the darkness drag you down
Dawn’s early light always comes around
Just take it slow
There’s still a long ways to go
Don’t you burn your candle at both ends
I don’t want for us to be just friends
I’d be so happy
To be so sad with you
Maybe it's all those years
That keep piling up on me
I seem to shed a lot more tears
When the leaves in Autumn disappear
Every life is filled with some regrets
Lots of coffee, lots of cigarettes
I’m not a schemer
But oh I’m such a dreamer
Trying to find my way back to your heart
Baby how about a brand new start
Give me all your frowns
And I’ll turn them upside down
Maybe it’s all those years
They keep piling up on me
I seem to shed a lot more tears
When the leaves in Autumn disappear
Don’t you let the darkness drag you down
Dawn’s early light always comes around
Just take it slow
There’s still a long ways to go
Don’t you burn your candle at both ends
I don’t want for us to be just friends
I’d be so happy
To be so sad with you
Maybe it’s all those years
They keep piling up on me
No I don’t want to be free
I want you to love me
Written 2011, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Transistor Radio and Me
Daddy was a bulldozer, mama tried to keep her pride
The only thing I did was try and hide
Way up in my tree house, deep down in my snow fort
Transistor radio and me
Lying on my back, staring up at the sky
Simply trying to figure out why
Oh Daddy’s scream and mama's cry
Children shaking in the night oh those silent screams and black and blues
Oh kindred spirit where are you, oh kindred spirit please be true
Oh kindred spirit I feel so blue; let me sing to you
How could anybody steal the magic lantern
Shining in a child’s eyes
Leave them all alone throughout the cold, dark night
Clinging on to their fright
I hear the cries and whispers from a lost childhood
Oh family veins they run deep
And the blood it weighs heavy
It soaks and it stains and it can’t be washed away
Oh kindred spirit where are you, oh kindred spirit please be true
Oh kindred spirit I feel so blue let me sing to you
Oh kindred spirit where are you, oh kindred spirit please be true
Oh kindred spirit I feel so blue let me sing to you
Daddy was a bulldozer, mama tried to keep her pride
The only thing I did was try and hide
Oh way up in my tree house, deep down in my snow fort
Transistor radio and me
Yeah way up in my tree house, deep down in my snow fort
Transistor radio and me, just my transistor radio and me
Written 2012, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Dry Soul
After all is said and done, we had a pretty good run
We had our ups and downs but we found some common ground
We wore our fingers to the bone, just to make ends meet
Our life was bittersweet
The mortgage is paid in full; we get by on our pensions
The kids still live nearby and the grandchildren seldom cry
I can still pin the tail on the donkey and finish the three-legged race
At the Topsfield County Fair
But long ago I left home with my book of poems
A bottle of wine and one hell-of-an open mind
In Autumn's early twilight Venus shines so bright
Silent we sit and listen to the night
Sometimes I sigh a little too loud, you turn your gaze to me
It’s too late to be free
At the end of the day, there’s not too much to say
How was your day, not bad, how about yours?
I guess that I’m restless in a permanent way
Sparring with my demons every single day
But long ago I left home with my book of poems
A bottle of wine and one hell-of-an open mind
Yeah, one hell-of-an open mind
What happened?
Written 2013, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Dancing on the Moon
I've been gone oh for so long
And everything it feels so wrong
I miss the honeysuckle and the autumn leaves that rustle
And the lazy hazy days of summertime
The light in the middle of my darkness fades
And I'm left alone to play life's charades
Oh but to live my life without regret
And get a chance to place another bet
You and I we thought we could fly
To the moon and dance away the night
All of my life I've fought to survive
But oh how I long to thrive
I want to rewind my memories and edit out the bad scenes
And play back the good ones in slo mo
My life's a battlefield yet there is no war
Yet doubt keeps rapping at my door
The powerbrokers muse about their next move
Oh I wish I had something to prove
You and I we thought we could fly
To the moon and dance away the night
Let us jump on oh any old bandwagon
Oh can you just imagine
What have we got to lose
Maybe it'll chase away the blues
Let us go and find a brand new map
Oh, maybe we can find our way back
‘Cause I miss the honeysuckle and the autumn leaves that rustle
And the lazy hazy days of summertime
You and I we thought we could fly
To the moon and dance away the night
You and I we thought we could fly
To the moon and dance away the night
To the moon and dance away the night
Written 2008, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
It Still Hurts
It still hurts me after all these years
Tears still flow, I can’t let go
What, oh what else can I do
Pour myself another drink
When the bravado of youth
Crumbles into middle age
Find a balladeer to give you
The goose bumps you crave
Let yourself hang out at the edge of a cliff
Pull your rip cord with all your might
It is okay if it burns you out
As long as it doesn’t burn you down
When the bravado of youth
Crumbles into middle age
Find a balladeer to give you
The goose bumps you crave
It still hurts me, of course it does
Tears still flow, of course they do
What, oh what else can I do,
Pour myself another drink, another drink, another drink
Written 2015, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Huge Swig of the Now
I'm turning the lights down low
All alone watching the late-night picture show
Our love is going, going, going, going gone
I'm the sad character in an old torch song
We used to ride the beat
Deep into the night
But you said I had too much soul
And my passion was out of control
So come on baby and how
Take a huge swig of the now
Stop chewing on your past
‘Cause yesterdays never last
Let’s climb to the top of paradise hill
And swallow a magical pill
Drink a cup of free will
And take a ride on this moment's thrill
So why not give it a go
With your late night bohemian beau
What do we got to lose
But those low-down aching blues
So come on baby and how
Take a huge swig of the now
Stop chewing on your past
‘Cause yesterdays never last
So why not give it a go
With your late night bohemian beau
Written 2008, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Midnight Sun Tattoo
Tonight I tattooed a picture of the midnight sun over my heart
To help you find your way back home
Why is your aria always covered in blue?
I got a Ferris wheel it soars so high we can touch the sky
In the dawn of our dreams we rode the rails of the slow, slow train
While sipping Sake and heading towards the rainbow
We chased the fleeting colors with our open hearts and poetic souls
We were so happy not knowing what we did not know
Midnight sun shines day and night
Midnight sun will be your guiding light
When your mood is out of phase
And you’ve been lost for days
You lament your elusive prose all your coconuts have fled the grove
Oh you feel forsaken by those fruitless trees
And if you want to dance with the poetry of life you must accept
The silence of failure as deeply as the roar of success
When your demons pull on your weaker side and you are left all alone
To face the great divide you must dig down deep inside
I want you to know that me and your lovely smile
Will always wait for you in the shadow of the midnight sun
Midnight sun shines day and night
Midnight sun will be your guiding light
When your mood is out of phase
And you’ve been lost for days
Tonight I tattooed a picture of the midnight sun over my heart
To help you find your way back home
Way back home
Written 2013, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli
Romancing the Ruins
Stop trying to romance the ruins
Of our war-torn relationship
You sift through the ashes of the past
And you try and rewrite all the facts
Of our long and twisted years together
Now you try and surface ancient relics
As a monument to our love
But the old dried up rose
That you pressed between two pieces of glass
Has been dead as long as our love
Open wounds they hurt so much
They are so tender to the touch
Why oh why did you have to lie
When you just could have said goodbye
I cannot sing a song
That’s not been swimming around in my head
That doesn’t drench all of my senses
That doesn’t scream from my body and my soul
That doesn’t take its beat from my heart
I gave all myself to you in love
Just like I do when I sing a song
But you left me all alone for so long
And now my songs have all gone silent
And my heart can’t find its way to the beat
Open wounds they hurt so much
They are so tender to the touch
Oh why oh why did you have to lie
When you just could have said goodbye
Oh why oh why oh why did you lie
When you just could have said goodbye
Written 2008, Copyright 2020 Robert Davoli