Not What It Used To Be

Not What It Used To Be

Toby Tyner

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Sittin' in a lawn chair

Wastin' my time

Sippin' on a cold beer

That was brewed by a friend of mine

Kids in the back yard

Dog in the sunlight

Strummin' this old guitar

Singin' everything is gointa be alright

Our love is not what it used to be

I just don't love you like I used to

Baby you've changed and it's clear to me

Our love is not what it used to be

I see you walkin' by

A book in your hand

I used to see just your eyes

But now it's those and the woes of the years that have gone by

See you how you used to be

But remember in a different way

With everything you've given me

I amazed with you and I just gotta say

Our love...

Love's so much deeper

Love's so much more fun

Your kisses are sweeter

Than they were when we were young and dumb

Thinkin' 'bout someday

Sittin' in a rockin' chair

After you fly away

Consumed with the room and the time that we spent there

I'll cry for a minute

Miss you for a lifetime

Love is for givin'

I'm forever in debt for the love that you made mine

Our love...

A new song: Alone

I can't say why the river flows

Where it goes, I guess everybody knows

You can't say what's been on my mind

Whatever it is I think about it all the time

Cuz it's a long, long lonely road

But only if you go alone

People everywhere with a heavy load

Thoughts turned in, heads sinking low

Shine those eyes on the world outside

Cuz nobody here gonna get out alive

And it's a long, long lonely road

But only if you go alone

Cry if it makes you feel better

To remove all the dust from your eyes

When you do, I think you see things much clearer

And what you find just might be a big surprise

There's a room with a real good view

Come on in, we been waiting for you

Take a drink of the cool night air

Feel the beat of your heart and the wind in your hair

Don't hold in, put on your dancin' shoes

You're gonna dance away all of your blues

Come a day, you're gonna need a friend

And you and me, we gonna do this again

Cuz it's a long, long lonely road

But only if you go alone

New Song - Fear of Failure

Will there be no one to mourn me,

on the day of my demise?

No enemy to scorn me?

No legacy to revise?

'Cause many were chosen but few ever called,

and loneliness winds up as shame.

But I have a story with sins to absolve,

and I don't even know their names.

It's a hell of a thing to be standing there

when the last of the heroes falls.

It's another thing all together,

to be the hero taking the fall.

When the last thing that you counted on

is the only thing you can see,

It's a hell of a thing to be standing there

wishing there was some place else to be.

Who's gonna help me fake it

when I'm sad and crazy from the pain?

When my soul is heavy and jaded

and the love that I gave was in vain?

'Cause many were chosen but few ever called.

And loneliness winds up as shame.

But I have a story with sins to absolve,

and I don't even know their names.

Will there be no one to mourn me

on the day of my demise?

America Revisited

I found America, bleeding and dying
In an old dusty well by the side of the road.
Where lawyers and bankers'd tied on old rusty anchors
And left her for dead with their dollars in tow.

I found America, all out of breath
And blue in the face at the end of a rope.
A sign there did read, "Passers-by ye take heed,
The death on this rope once was our great hope.

I found America, witless and wandering,
Matted grey hair and a tattered old coat.
Once the strength of the people, the spire of the steeple,
But twisted by greed her own downfall she wrote.

You can hitchhike for four days from Seattle or Saginaw,
Board you a Greyhound for Tucson or Maine.
By plane or by train, it's all one and the same,
Of America's future only memories remain.

I found America, waving and smiling,
Her hair it was perfect, her teeth nearly shone.
I drew back the curtain just to be certain
But her smile was for sale, her words not her own.

I found America, red, white and blue,
Lost in the distance between me and you.
Send your tired and your poor to her great golden door,
But remember, above all, to thine ownself be true.

I found America, hope for tomorrow
In the cycle of life, the cycle of sorrow.
Are the deep and dark eyes of my son and my daughter
The one saving grace of my mother and father?

A new song

I just finished this song tonight. I'll try to get a video performance up soon. It's called "America."

I found America, bleeding and dying
In an old dusty well by the side of the road.
Where lawyers and bankers'd tied on old rusty anchors
And left her for dead with their dollars in tow.

I found America, all out of breath
And blue in the face at the end of a rope.
A sign there did read, "Passers-by ye take heed,
The death on this rope once was our great hope.

I found America, witless and wandering,
Matted grey hair and a tattered old coat.
Once the strength of the people, the spire of the steeple,
But twisted by greed her own downfall she wrote.

You can hitchhike for four days from Seattle or Saginaw,
Board you a Greyhound for Tucson or Maine.
By plane or by train, it's all one and the same,
Of America's future only memories remain.

I found America, waving and smiling,
Her hair it was perfect, her smile nearly shone.
I drew back the curtain just to be certain
But her smile was for sale, her words not her own.

I found America, red, white and blue,
Lost in the distance between me and you.
Send your tired and your poor to her great golden door,
But remember, above all, to thine ownself be true.

I found America, hope for tomorrow
In the cycle of life, the cycle of sorrow.
Are the deep and dark eyes of my son and my daughter
The one saving grace of my mother and father?