Hurricaine Alley

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Heads up, here comes the sucker punch
It’s a leaky ship
it’s a locked door galley
Ain’t no premonition, ain’t no hunch
when life turns you left into
Hurricaine Alley

Might’a just glanced at the weather report
hatches battened down
you’re ready to rally
Life wreaks havoc on you just for sport
Spinning outa control into
Hurricaine Alley

Just when you think you’ve settled down
under skies of blue
Hurricaine Alley starts sneakin’ up on you

Head’s up, here comes catastrophe
It’s a crash of waves
It’s a peak and valley
Ain’t no sorting out how it’s suppose to be
Gonna steamroll you into
Hurricaine Alley

Might as well be done, completely done with that
Just how it is up ‘till
the finale
and it scratches like a wildcat on your back
Ain’t no making sense out of
Hurricaine Alley

Just when you take a sec to breathe
thinking there can’t be more
Life’ll huff and puff and blow
down old Hurricaine Alley’s door

(Bridge)

We’re sitting on a ticking time bomb
No getting out of this
You can chart a perfect course
You can jury-rig the sail
Still you’re lost out past the horizon
in the end

(last verse)

Hang on, it’s just a wild ride
Bucked off a bronco like you
must be Mustang Sally
You’ve stumbled into a bar room brawl
And they’ve thrown you out the back into
Hurricaine Alley

(Chorus 1)

Insist on it

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Kick back I got me some time so I am
Goo-ga-ling how best to get clothes clean
The internet’s so mean
A spiral of vitriol and hate
I’m lured in by the click-bait
I don’t think there’s a map
In this dark twitter trap
I refuse, I’m choosing to resist
Insist on it

Now the TV is on and yeah,
My brain is off and possibly half gone
Puffed up Pooh-Bahs drone on
I just want to live while I’m alive
What they’re selling I won’t buy
Just empty chatter, dark jive
Civilitie’s died
I refuse, I’m choosing to resist
Insist on it

Computer screen
It’s a love hate scene
The gist of it
The gist of it
When you’re scrambled and fried
Want your martini dry
Insist on it
Insist on it

Pakala fields

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

When the world has turned to blue
Too much to do
And the people talking don’t say anything
At all, just noise
There’s a place I love to go
When the world comes crashing in
The clear green waves out past the Pakala fields

Out where the rippling wild grass sways
I find my way
Where the birdsong’s loud enough to fill my soul
With silk blue sky
There’s a place I love to go
Where the surf comes crashing in
The clear green waves out past the Pakala fields

As I savor the solitude
And I open to gratitude
The late summer sun
Illuminates my life,
All the magic and joy of it
How it brings to mind that when I let life in,
Let sadness go, I’m fully here
It all comes clear

Where the rippling wild grass sways
I find my way
And all my worries vanish as they disappear
In silk blue sky
As I watch the rise and fall
I can let it all roll by
The clear green waves out past the Pakala fields

Bloom

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

We planted under the moon
This dark rich soil will nurture the bloom
The roots reach deep, green shoots sprout
Tender leaves turn
Toward the sun

The sharp, clean scent of the rain
The changing light as spring comes again
Abundant earth’s embrace
Now has begun

In the cycles
And the circles
Summer, winter, spring and fall
I’m reborn from
Life grown fertile
I let go of regrets and all
I can trust my heart has room to bloom
Again
Again

We planted under the moon
This wounded heart will bloom

One Fell Swoop

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Moonlight falls
An owl calls through Ponderosa pines,
Meet me at the water’s edge
Where rivers flow
From melted snow
They shine
And I’m

V.2
Charmed by her
In night’s allure
We laugh and then we talk
Till dawn
In music and in
One fell swoop
We fell and now
The lonesome’s gone

Bridge:
In a world that’s so lonely
A long, winding road
When you find your one
And only
To hold,
You make harmony
From a sad melody
Once alone,
Now life sings sweet songs to her
And me

V.3
Now I hear

A symphony
In 3 chords and the truth,
From a simple cowboy song
We fell in one fell swoop,
To music of our youth,
A cowboy love song
We fell in one fell swoop

Copenhagen Mist

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Wings spread in flight
A starlit night
The hush of rain
In moon-gold light
What is
What was
Conspires and draws
Me close
To you

The heat of fire
What dreams (may) inspire
A breath, a breeze
A heart’s desire
It sparks
Because
Your love, it draws
Me close
To you

In harmony hand in hand we reminisce
How we walked in Copenhagen mist
How your eyes, they come alive
In silence and sound
You belong to water, earth and air
You’re everything, You are everywhere
With a smile that comes straight from the sun
And a love that’s unbound

As coils of time
Unspool, and fall
Is fate’s design
Behind it all?
What is
What was
Conspires and draws
Your love
Arrived
Swept up in a beautiful tide
And it draws me close

So close to you

My Northern Star

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

As the sun streams through the windows

He Wonders what the day might bring
Feeds the finches and the sparrows


Fills the fountain as they sing

He’s one part granite, two parts grace
 His love is always free

It’s his way and that is why

He means so much to me


V.2

He’s my coffee buzz at daybreak

He’s my lazy afternoon

When he’s gone something’s just missing
 When he leaves, he leaves too soon

In his hands there’s grit and tenderness
 His touch is pure tai chi

It’s his way and that is why

He means so much to me


Bridge:


His heart’s ferocious

and he is fierce

In how he loves

and who he loves

and what he loves
and why he loves

and I’m the one

that he truly loves


He is strong
He is kind
He knows how to live this life
With his love he lights the way
My Northern Star


V.3

When I want to go where he goes, he reaches out to take my hand
So keep your store-bought heroes 
All I want’s this one good man

A heart wide open, spacious as
 The blue Montana sky

It’s his way and it’s the way
He loves and that is why

The Ex-Mass Marketing Blues

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

V.1
You know the traffic's stalled
at the Mission Valley Mall
parking is a thing of the past
They're blaring Jingle Bells
and it sounds like hell
A Zombie call to capture your cash
It's been escalating since Halloween
I’m headed to the Mezzanine
To chug some rum and empty my flask

V.2
There's way too much to buy
and my checkbook’s running dry
from another gift that nobody needs
My list is too damn long
It just feels inherently wrong
A blow-up blimp of Santa? Oh please!!

I got the American consumer blues
The X-Mass marketing blues
It’s what we do, I don’t know why

B.1
So I’m cranky at Christmas
Another swig might just fix this
Sentimental sugar plum scene
As I grinch along this Holiday scene

B.2
The laughing shoppers
The sons and daughters
The twinkling tree lights
The sparkling cool nights

I got the American consumer blues
There’s so much more than buying stuff blues
St. Nick just kick me off of this ride

SOLO

V.3
You know we’ve got it all
Beyond the Mission Valley Mall
Though I complain, I do not mean to offend
As we shop like mad
It’s maybe not so bad
To share some open time with family and friend
And even though it doesn’t snow
My bank account’s running low
Peace, Love and Joy cost nothing to spend

B.1
The girl ahead of me
Paid for my coffee
I’d been standing in line for awhile
She turned and winked
And then everyone smiled

B.2
The laughing shoppers
The sons and daughters
The twinkling tree lights
The sparkling cool nights

It’s the American consumer blues
I’m feeling much better, it could be the booze
Or just a change of attitude
A shift of mental latitude

I got American consumer blues
The X-Mass marketing blues
It’s what we do, I don’t know why

Fireplace

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

V.1
Cold night
Flickering light
Sparked from the embers of a love So right
A heat so pure
You carefully stir the flames
That warm my face
By the fireplace
Where wounded hearts can endure In a cabin built of spruce and silver
fir

V.2
Cold rain
Winter’s domain
Sheltered and warm we hear the storm’s
Refrain
Two souls align
In wood smoke and pine wrapped in
A state of grace
By the fireplace
Here in a world of our own
By a hearth where love is kindled, fed and grown

Bridge:
And as we speak about a thousand things Our dreams illumined
By the fire
Our words ignite what love can bring

To what burns so bright
No longer lonely life uninspired

V.3
Clear sky
Glistening star
Thanking the Heavens now for where
We are
And two sparks shine
In cedar and pine
Our wishes fly to space
From the fireplace
Finding a world of our own
From a love that’s found these two lost souls A home

Days Of Gratitude

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

V.1
Bronze, silver, gold
A piece of heaven I can hold,
when you’re next to me,
I’m in ecstasy

The sweet summer’s arrived
and now it’s all coming alive,
Reading stories in the stars

V.2
Beautiful you
holding on to my hand through
life’s madness,
No more sadness

Seasons turn and now you are here
The way is finally clear
It’s lovely
These lovely days of gratitude

Instrumental solo

V.3
Bronze, silver, gold
A piece of heaven I can hold,
when you’re next to me,
I’m in ecstasy

Now sweet summer’s arrived
and all of life is coming alive,
Reading stories in the stars

v.4
Beautiful you
holding on to my hand through
the madness,
No more sadness

Music plays since you’ve come along,
The melody of a song
It’s lovely,
The ways of summer and the fall
lovely,
the ways I’m thankful for it all
Lovely
these lovely days of gratitude

Sugar Pine

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

Got dirt under my fingernails
Got sawdust on my boots
This land, it is my heritage,
My people and my roots

My Daddy’s Daddy built this farm
And me, I made it shine
What I have done with these two hands
I can truly call it mine

(Pre-chorus)
I’ve raised me up a family
A life well lived I’d say
There’s one last thing I want to do
Before it slips away

(chorus)
Sugar pine,
Gonna build me a coffin,
Sugar pine
Gonna fell me a tree
Mill it into lumber, a beauty, just you see..
Gonna forge the iron and hinge the lid
To fit me 6 feet under
Sugar pine
A box from a sugar pine tree

V.2
Whatever they may say of me
I’m just a simple man
And everything I ever was
I’ve given to this land

For everything it’s given back
I offer up my thanks
For fields and woods and rivers

And what grows here on the banks

I’ve raised me up a family
A life well lived I’d say
There’s one last thing I want to do
Before it slips away

Sugar pine,
Gonna build me a coffin
Sugar pine
Gonna fell me a tree
Mill it into lumber, a beauty, just you see
Gonna forge the iron, and hinge the lid
To fit me 6 feet under
Sugar pine
A box from a sugar pine tree

(Bridge)
Leave it open to the skies
Before it’s fastened,
Add a sprig of prairie sage
Tied up within
Let my two good horses pull
Steady the wagon
Past the old spring
Through the woods
Where I spent the best days of my
Childhood

V.3
Now my old age has me
And the seasons left are few
All I’ve taken from this good earth
I will pay when debts come due

Dig a grave by my sweet Ginny
Hoist the coffin down
Let my seven sons and grandsons
Lower me into the ground

(Pre-chorus)
I’ve raised me up a family
A life well lived I’d say
There’s one last thing I want to do
Before it slips away

Sugar pine,
Gonna build me a coffin,
Sugar pine
Gonna fell me a tree
Mill it into lumber, a beauty, just you see
Gonna forge the iron, and hinge the lid
To fit me 6 feet under
Sugar pine
A box from a sugar pine tree

(end tag)
To Everyone who’s ever loved me
Raise your whiskey or your wine
And just let my memory linger
Like the scent of the sweet
Sugar pine

Playground of the Gods

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

V.1
Gravity free falcon flies
Carries the wind through cerulean skies, We
Gaze into the shimmering of
Long dead stars
In the earthbound playground of the Gods

V.2
Scent of the rain, sparks of light
Crimson of daybreak, the velvet of night
We bare our souls, behold now how it
All responds
In the earthbound playground of the Gods

Bridge:
B1:
All of life surrounds you
Let the world astound you
Stop,
Look around
B2:
Inhale, catch your breath there’s
No room for regret, Ex-
hale,
Slow it down

(slow part):
Through the mystery
There are spaces in between

Of things unseen
Broken beauty
We pay the cost of
All we’ve lost, we
Exist
In the midst of
Mayhem and of bliss
Through tides of time

Solo

B1:
All of life surrounds you
Let the world astound you

All of life surrounds you
Let the world astound you

Instrumental

V.3
Gravity free falcon flies
Carries the wind through cerulean skies, We
Are made from the shimmering of
Long dead stars
In the earthbound playground of the Gods

When I Look Into Your Eyes

Music: Peter Sprague
Lyrics: Randy Phillips

When I look into your eyes my love
Into oceans and the sky
In unclouded blue, sunlight above
I can see the rising tide

In a deep azure sea
All I want, Can it be?
You are my moonrise,
Night sky,
A sunlit day set free

When I look into your eyes my love
I see what the world could be
When you look into my eyes my love
Can you see how I
Come alive,
I never believed someone like me might find
How I am found
When I’m lost in your eyes

Ocean blue, clear sky