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Mike McClanahan / Blog

Had a fun time collaborating with The Berlin Patient

The Berlin Patient is a local band (Desloge, MO).

We got together and wrote a tune and recorded it in a few hours.

Here it is:

http://www.reverbnation.com/play_now/song_8815247

Traveler's Psalm

Its a beautiful thing

to be a part of the world.

On moonlit walks

with a beautiful girl.

But when we die

we die alone.

A singular body

we've long outgrown.

Like I've said a thousand times

you can only play so many games.

You can only burn so many bridges

you can only be so many things.

To those misguided people,

I went back on my word.

I refuse to defend

the way I chose to be heard.

I knew it was coming

like a train without a track.

I want to be somewhere else

before I even unpack.

It haunted me.

It pinned me to the wall.

Now with eyes forever open,

I just want to be alone.

While I'm trying to make it

barely staying afloat

he's been expressing his love

to the back of your throat.

But I found my fix

for the way things work.

I take this empty book

and fill it with words.

I tried so hard.

I had so much fun.

But these sad-sack songs

are so overdone.

I'll find another outlet

so I don't self-destruct

like a champion gambler

down on his luck.

Another empty conversation

like I even give a shit.

Ask me "How is your life?"

Ask me "How is your kid?"

And when my pride is all gone

I might finally say

that I needed the help

but I threw it away.

Traveler's Psalm tracklisting

Traveler's Psalm

1) Fellowship of the Unafraid 2) Autassassinophilia 3) Tiny Teeth, Big Gums 4) God is a Politician 5) Oh, The Places He'll Go 6) Straw Houses 7) Sultan of Sulk 8) Where the Rubber Eats The Road 9) The Burning Tells You Its Working 10) Traveler's Psalm 11) City of Tradition and Progress 12) Novation Hymn

Oh, The Places He'll Go

Lost like a helium balloon

Held at the mercy of the wind

It gives up all control

over where he goes

as if he knows

what is best for him

Fate is a motherfucker

held at the mercy of the wind

we have not a single word

that can warn us all

of our impending doom.

Dream like a baby just born

held at the mercy of the wind

Oh, the places he might go

when he's all grown

as if he'll know

what is best for him.

Traveler's Psalm COMING FALL 2011

Coming along nicely!

I am so excited.

This website is great. I'll interact with it more as I become familiar with it. -Thanks!