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Trevor W Hall

 

Northern Lights Lyrics

It Just Ain't the Way it Used to Be 

Trevor Hall                - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ, Midi Drums
Barb Steed                - Piano
Stephanie Nutting     - Backing Vocals 
Sue Parker                - Backing Vocals

Life, you know it ain’t no movie       
Starring you, and you alone
Could be time for a total re-write
Try to understand       
Try to understand

Ride that distant highway          
Fly up to the moon
It’s time to pull yourself together
And let your world rock on!          
Let your world rock on!

It just not the way it used to be                 
It just not the way it used to be
You’re not the way you used to be               
I like the way you used to be

Cold wind blows, hot new sounds, 
Listen to the music all around
Sun comes up then the sun goes down, 
Things get lost and then they’re found
Leaves turn green and then they turn brown, 
Hop on that train headed southbound
And let your world rock on!         
Let your world rock on!

It just not the way it used to be                 
It just not the way it used to be
You’re not the way you used to be               
I like the way you used to be

Cold wind blows, hot new sounds, listen to the music all around
(Ride       that            distant             highway)          
Sun comes up then the sun goes down, things get lost and then they’re found
(Fly          up         to        the                          moon)
Leaves turn green and then they turn brown,  hop on that train headed southbound
(It’s time      to         pull          yourself              together)
And let your world rock on!         
Let your world rock on!


It’s Time to Change 

Trevor Hall               - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ
Jeff Hall                    - Drums
Barb Steed               - Piano
Stephanie Nutting    - Backing Vocals 
Sue Parker               - Backing Vocals

Looking at the trees I see the fate of all humanity
Seeds are swept away
Stress is showing from the fall of purity amongst us all
We're standing on cracked clay

It’s time to change           
What’ya gonna do?

Driving cars may get you there but doesn’t anybody care?
What’s down the road?
We’re burning oil off foreign soil, it’s leading us to globe toil
Believing what we’re told

It’s time to change           
What’ya gonna do?


Mother Nature knows our game, but she will beat us just the same
Time is on her side
Perspective of our relevance, we’re tiny mice to elephants
Conscience be your guide

Sun will shining on through,        
With or without you


Temporary Breakdown 

Trevor Hall                - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ, Midi Drums
Barb Steed                - Piano
Stephanie Nutting     - Backing Vocals 
Sue Parker                - Backing Vocals

Shine like there's no tomorrow                  
Try to forget your sorrow
You were working towards your goal    
But you fell down in that hole
Just a temporary breakdown

You turned in the wrong  direction   
Hoping to avoid incriminating detection
But now you're running from the law     
Feeling scared from what you saw
In your temporary breakdown

Now you're scared of your own reflection 
From then to now there ain't no connection 
You've been taking all the blame     
But you really haven't changed 
From your  temporary breakdown     
Your temporary breakdown 

Get you feet back on the ground 
It's just a temporary breakdown
Temporary breakdown 
Temporary breakdown 
Temporary breakdown 

Livin on the Edge

Trevor Hall                    - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ, Midi Drums
Barb Steed                    - Electric Piano
Stephanie Nutting         - Backing Vocals 

Money in your pocket             Time on your hands    
Gonna have a good time        In this foreign land 
Man in the corner                   He’s lookin at you       
Your life’s about to change     Nothing you can do

There you were feeling fine   
Unaware of the line
Ignoring all the signs   
Living on the Edge

Things were going good        Top of the world    
Never saw it coming              Never thought it would
Then out of nowhere             Just like that            
Your life has changed            No going back

There you were feeling fine  
Unaware of the line  
Ignoring all the signs  
Living on the Edge

Better watch your back         And look all around
Careful what you say            Better stand your ground
Their out there watching       Every day
Don’t give ‘em a chance       Don’t give it away

There you were feeling fine  
Unaware of the line
Ignoring all the signs  
Living on the Edge
Living on the Edge       
Living on the Edge          
Living on the Edge


Simple Guy 

Trevor Hall               - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals
Jeff Hall                    - Drums
Barb Steed               - Piano
Stephanie Nutting     - Backing Vocals 
Sue Parker                - Backing Vocals

Cup of coffee and a bagel 
Leave my change on the table
Cadillac is not my style   
I’ve had this old car for awhile
I’m just a simple guy
Don’t always dot my i’s

A ham sandwich is my staple 
I eat it at my kitchen table
Caviar's much to fine      
I drink my beer instead of wine
I’m just a simple guy
Don’t always dot my i’s

Watching TV wastes my time  
I play my music then I’m fine
When my baby comes to me 
She loves to sing “Can’t You See”
I’m just a simple guy
Don’t always dot my i’s

I’m not into details
I never buy it retail
I seem to ride the trailing edge
Only rarely trim my hedge
I’m just a simple guy
Don’t always dot my i’s


Kaleidoscope

Trevor Hall                 - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ
Jeff Hall                     - Drums
Barb Steed                - Piano
Stephanie Nutting     - Backing Vocals 


Life is a Kaleidoscope            
Turning through the years
If you see it’s beauty             
It may embrace your fears

Sometimes in the middle of the night     
When the moon is shining bright
You feel it all just slipping away    
Holding on real tight    
Using all your might

Ohhh  Ohhh  Ohhh
Ahhh  Ahhh  Awww
Ohhh  Ohhh  Ohhh
Ahhh  Ahhh  Awww

Life is a Kaleidoscope            
Blurring all the lines
It’s driven by the light           
Lacking rhythm or rhyme

Sudden change in atmosphere          
Coloured crystals disappear
You think you’ve got it figured out  
White turns to beige  
Preconceptions fade 

Ohhh  Ohhh  Ohhh
Ahhh  Ahhh  Awww
Ohhh  Ohhh  Ohhh
Ahhh  Ahhh  Awww


It’s Up to You

Trevor Hall             - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals
Mark Eberhardt      - Percussion
Barb Steed             - Piano
Stephanie Nutting  - Backing Vocals 

If you try, you will see      
It’s up to you who you will be
It comes to you from within      
It’s always been


You seek guidance and want to learn 
You need to reach, you need to yearn
I can’t tell you everything  
Or what to bring

Gather knowledge, look everywhere  
Read and watch and listen with care
It comes to you in funny  ways     
Day by day


Don’t tell me now that you’re too old     
Try your best and watch it unfold
Keep your sights within and true   
It’s up to you


Progress 

Trevor Hall           - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Organ, Piano
Steve Zuccala      - Drums

The craftsman is a dying breed    
All because of people’s greed
He works so hard to get it right       
Sharpening tools into the night

We like your work, it’s really fine, 
but can you make it in less time?
Quality can be nice     
But sorry man, it affects the price

Now cut the cost and make it cheap      
Think of the profits we will reap
Can’t make it here, go overseas    
They work for nothin’, they aim to please

We’ll corner the market and call it “Depot” 
That’s where all the people will go
They’ll buy from us, they’ll have no choice  
You the craftsman, you have no voice

Control their minds with all our flyers   
We have the power to make a buyers
For us to stay, kids are our prey    
And in the future, they will pay

Now Big Box stores are everywhere
Does anybody really care?
They buy their junk from low cost mills     
And over the years the land fills fill

The craftsman is a dying  breed    
All because of people’s greed
He works so hard to get it right        
If only   we could see the light    


What a Fool was I  

Trevor Hall             - Guitars, Bass, Lead Vocals, Bongos
Mark Eberhardt      - Drums
Stephanie Nutting  - Backing Vocals 
Sue Parker             - Backing Vocals

Late last night I was walking all alone
Looking for a place to lay my weary bones,  
I was looking for home

I set out running such a long time ago
Following the dream I thought would never die     
What a fool was I

I held my head up high
As my feelings died


Shattered dreams from my younger years came hard
And I still wonder who I am          
Or if I can

Everybody else seems to know their game
But when you look deep down beyond their claims       
We’re all the same
There is no shame        
There is no blame

I held my head up high
As my feelings died


Beacon in Time

Trevor Hall          - Guitar, Vocals

You left home seems like yesterday
I was all choked up, no words to say
I lived with you for so many years
Many laughs, rarely tears
Your time had come to fly
But you are always on my mind

Twenty-two years since the day you were born
You came to the world soft and warm
Mismatched socks and your purple dress
You were always more and never less
Your time had come to fly
But you are always on my mind


The mysteries of growing old
Unravel watching life unfold
You are a beacon in time
One for me that will always shine
Your time had come to fly
But you are always on my mind
You will always be with me
 


Mistaken Identity Lyrics
 
Giddy Up

 
When time stands still, it’s moving fast
What the future holds, comes from the past
Now grab a hold, and make it last,
Now Giddy Up!
 
Time is wasting, I’ve got fish to fry
Wasted hours, say goodbye
You won’t get nothin’, until you try…
Now Giddy Up!
 
{Chorus}
Situation’s getting dire
Logical thoughts under fire
It’s nothing less than desire
Takin’ it down to the wire,
Now Giddy Up!
 
Well I like you, you like me
What will be, we will see
La da da da da, la da da da da
 
{Chorus}
 
Still on the Run
 
Left my home by the river,                 
Left my car in the drive
Still got my keys in my pocket,          
Gonna tell you all my lies.
 
Second son of a miner                             
He always looked like me
They caught him sleeping in the alley   
Mistaken identity,
But soon they’ll know it’s me
 
{Chorus}
They were looking for me
But they got the wrong guy
Can’t tell my Pa, this is goodbye
Can’t tell my Ma, they got the wrong one
Can’t tell her why, I’m still on the run
 
I didn’t mean to do it                          
Couldn’t stop myself
Now I’m slipping undercover            
I’m desperate, watch yourself
 
Left my home by the river,                 
Left my car in the drive
Still got my keys in my pocket,          
Gonna tell you all my lies.
Hide the fear in my eyes
 
{Chorus} 2x
 
Perfect Day
 
Sparkles in their crystal eyes       
Minds are open to surprise
Wake up on a perfect day…   
And play…
 
Why does time take this away?     
Is it because we fear what they will say?
Find yourself a perfect day… 
And stay…
 
Old is just a state of mind               
Time’s not always on our side
Look and see if you can find…   
Your perfect day…
 
Sailing on a Breeze
 
Imagine you go, somewhere, you’ve never been before             
Do you think that you would stay?
Dreaming that you’re old, looking back,
At the way you lived your life, are you living it today
 
{Chorus}
West wind blowing, sun is rising 
Course to nowhere, leaving any time
Time drifts slowly, slower than it seems
Imagination, sailing on a breeze
 
Life is now, day to day, don’t let it slip away                
Breath the air and look around
Take a chance, on your dreams,
They’re closer than they seem,
Don’t limit where you’re bound
 
{Chorus} 2x
 
Superhero Blues
 
It’s hard to make a living as a hero
You need a second job to get danero
Not much money out there catching weirdoes
Nobody wants to pay for a superhero
The hours can be long
Trying to right the wrong
Good luck with your future, superhero
 
Clark Kent worked at the Daily Planet
Wishing he was out there lifting granite
But Repo took his wheels
Landlord on his heels
His boss was a jerk and now he’d it
 
{Chorus}
Not all lived this way, living day to day
One of them had the monetary means
Bruce Wayne was his name, and ain’t it ashame
He still had to live down in a cave
 
You feel that merchandising is the ticket
They make a doll of you, you run with it
But they give you 1 percent
Still can’t pay the rent
Those plastic figurines make you fidget
 
So you think you want to be a superhero
A famous and respected superhero
Well just go and ask Clark Kent
You’ll listen to him vent
The bad guys all go out and get Shapiro
 
{Chorus}
 
If you’re looking for some more compensation
Trying to cash in on your sensation
But because you have no schoolin’
Who do you think you’re foolin’
No high paying jobs in your occupation
 
Always Keep Moving
 
You tried hard, to make it work         
Sometimes things need to change
I can’t tell you, how to feel         
All I know is you’ll be fine
 
{Chorus}
The sun will rise again, and bring another day     
Very soon you’ll be on your way
Tarnished roots of days gone by
Ancient lady’s wandering eye
Always keep moving, aim for the sky…
 
People are people, they do what they do     
They think of the me, not always the you
Don’t feel sad, and don’t feel blue
Cause’ where there’s an end  there’s always a new
 
{Chorus}
Tarnished roots of days gone by
Ancient lady’s wandering eye
Always keep moving, aim for the sky…
 
Moving to the city
 
Gonna move … to the city
Leave this farm … ain’t it a pity
Six generations … of livin’ gritty
Don’t care gonna move … to the city
 
Corn ain’t  grown, sun ain’t shinin’
People ain’t payin’, I’m tired of tryin;
 
Gonna move … to the city
Leave this farm … ain’t it a pity
Six generations … of livin’ gritty
Don’t care gonna move … to the city
 
Taxes risin’, no ones buyin’
Politicians lyin’, ain’t no denin’
 
Gonna move … to the city
Leave this farm … ain’t it a pity
Six generations … of livin’ gritty
Don’t care gonna move … to the city

 
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