JoNathan Foster

Jonathan Foster - Wildlife (Lyrics)

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In Vain (Foster) – for Randall Johnson 

The fire crossed the river and time stood still 

They sent him out of town miles down the hill 

A four day bender with insurance perks 

He ended up in heaven though it took a lot of work 

Just another one gone along this slow moving train 

Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained 

He used to sit there watching my guitar 

Down at ol’ BT’s grill and bar 

Tall glass of water and even keeled ways 

Worked most days for that minimum wage 

Just another one gone along this slow moving train 

Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained 

You don’t know what’s going on in his brain 

So lock him up tight until he dies in vain 

Lock him up tight until he dies in vain 

He’s better off just going with us 

Better off dead, better off than what? 

Four padded walls the day he died 

Charged him when he didn’t open his eyes 

Just another one gone along this slow moving train 

Another man’s dead since the other wasn’t trained 

You don’t know what’s going on in his brain 

So lock him up tight until he dies in vain 

Lock him up tight until he dies in vain 

 

Reflection (Foster & Derrick Guderian) 

On a long desert highway of forever scorched road 

The witches’ water beyond my body with sun fried toes 

No destination to travel, seems I’ve lost my way 

I once knew who I was, but now it’s hard to say 

Days of hopeless searching, have I been here before 

Dust filled fascination leaves you wanting more 

I spy on a cliff side, precarious reptile eyes 

She doesn’t move a muscle, so aware and wise 

My pencil is the permanence of conviction even if it fades away 

But I’m still here with you, each and every day… 

When you’re walking the streets of the city and you feel the winter’s chill 

Remember me your mirrored soul through the alleys and backward hills 

The opposite of a perfect reflection, all the things that you are and are not 

The lingering smell of coffee, all my qualities you forgot 

There’s a tree on the other side of the world, faded and real 

There’s a tree on the other side of my fence, tall and unfurled 

There’s a tree on the other side of my mind and it’s petrified 

I will climb this tree, move through its branches to be free 

Only then when I reach the top will I know you’re all I’ve got 

 

Like Snow (Foster) 

A silent morning, the first hard freeze, only the sound of falling leaves 

The best laid plans have been put to sleep until the sun sets each one free 

I’m just like the season, my body is aching, holding onto the cold 

Just follow the fold or stray some more, dare to be wise of things you don’t know 

Warm spring breezes, beauty and the beast, Mother Nature’s soul at ease 

The attention to detail, stones to seeds, growing like branches on a tree 

Many miles walked in forty years past, all the memories we hope will last 

I only wanted to leave, go chase a dream, only to get where I needed to be 

Until it turns gray, on your black birthday, like a puzzle filled hole 

Another year older feels like snow 

 

Louise (Foster) 

Chorus: 

Oh geez, Louise, you got me down on my knees and I’m begging you please 

Oh please, Louise, get out of my dreams, I need some more sleep Louise 

Tags: 

What’s a poor boy to do with a woman like you Louise? 

What’s a women like you doing with a man like me? 

I was picking and grinning right from the beginning Louise 

I Don’t know what to do without you Louise 

I’m going down swinging just to end the inning Louise 

Verses: 

She has style of the skyline’s lights, smiles like the moon so bright 

Her eyebrows are sly, it only takes one wink of her eye 

Curves of her artistry like time standing still, towering buildings on top of the hill 

She’s a wildflower who’s never been picked, she’s so free and she’ll never wilt 

Walks to the sound of the breeze, only speaks what she believes 

All of her dreams will come true, no clouds in her coffee blues 

So much time that others require, so few days in between the fire 

Just find a way to find your way, and love each day a little more like… 

 

Stagecoach (Joe Misztal & Foster) 

The fork’s up ahead and on the creek they’re jumping 

The whistle blows and the smoke stacks pumping 

Make sure you’re riding high with friends by your side 

Any other way would be too risky 

My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh 

They’re lying in wait by the tracks by the river 

The waters like ice, it’ll make you quiver 

No other choice, go over the falls 

The day is getting a little misty 

My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh 

Stagecoach, whiskey folk, wheel it out, we’ll stake ‘er down 

My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh 

The broncos are bucking in the sidewinder’s way 

Another lonely scene to keep you at bay 

Just another reason to celebrate the season 

Oh, then she whispers to me 

My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh 

The day is blue-gray and feels like a winner 

You keep adding fighters to the stringer 

Don’t take it lightly the purrs in the night 

She’s a little bit more than frisky 

My stagecoach is pretty and it’s full of whiskey, un-huh 

 

Bled The Blood (Wayne Gray & Foster) 

I’ve heard that love is like a wound, that it aches and it consumes 

So my question here it seems, center on this simple theme 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

So I’ll ask you here and now, answer true and do you vow 

A lot depends on how it goes, and my need begins to grow 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

Now my need begins to grow, if what I feel is just for show 

I just don’t think that I can take, jumping into something fake 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

Have you ever burned so bright, a southern star in the night? 

Have you ever felt the fire, has your heart ever conspired? 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

It feels so good to hold your hand, you are the reason why I stand 

And show the world just how I feel, what you have in me is real 

But have you bled the blood? 

They say that words do not contain, yet I long to hear my name 

Fall like sweetness from your lips, from your love I need to sip 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

So have you ever bled the blood, is your need for me a flood? 

Do you hold back any part, can I really have your heart? 

Have you ever bled the blood? 

 

California Golden (Foster) 

Looking out at the half moon, in this land of gold 

Understanding what’s normal, before I go, oh before I go 

All my secrets are buried, in these grains of soil 

Like kings in the forest, crowing my soul, oh please crown my soul 

California golden, rushing me back home 

California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young 

Please forgive these mountains, that curse where you come from 

We believed the thieves, don’t scorn me none, no don’t you scorn me none 

California golden, rushing me back home 

California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young 

And here we all still stand, like in the days of old 

With confident muscles, so tired and worn, oh I’m tired and worn 

But the water’s still mighty and rivers roll wide 

I can’t seem to leave you, oh before I die, leave before I die 

California golden, rushing me back home 

California golden, hope I leave with some, while I’m still young 

 

Dreamer (Foster) 

The tall lady’s standing there clutching her pearls, silent and motionless with her back to the world 

While the man’s lobbing hate grenades, it’s a lost lesson with one burning question I’d say 

How long for those who stole stay in control? 

Dreamer, you’re not a crime, dreamer, you’re not a crime 

Keep on walking the line, walking the line, walking the line 

Dreamer, you’re not a crime 

Another hot night playing to the air conditioner hum, roll the window after the sun goes down 

We’re singing all those dead band songs, know that the road is long if you want to be where you come from 

Dreamer, you’re not a crime, keep on walking the line… 

 

How Are Ya? (Foster) 

Good morning, good evening, good afternoon to you 

Some days are like diamonds, the ones I sing to you 

Some days are like demons, messing in my head 

Some days I regret half the things that I’ve said 

So I’m sorry if I broke your heart, but it seems like a great day for a fresh start 

Let’s lift up our glass and make memories to last us 

The more that you drink, the better that I’ll sound 

There’s no need to look me up, I’m not a star 

I just keep on riding on this merry go round and I’m 

Sorry if I broke your heart, but it seems like a great day for a fresh start