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100 Stories Vol. 2

by Jason Paul Johnston

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Hide My Eyes (free) 03:46
Hide My Eyes © 2008 Jason Paul Johnston Trying to find a way out of town but I can't see the end yet I've been paying oh so long but I'm still so deep in debt I wish I could write a song that makes me just forget But every time one comes along it just stirs up regret Chorus: So I’ll stick my head in the sand and I’ll try Every time a wave comes my way I’ll cry Turn my face from the space that I occupy When the tide gets high I’ll hide my eyes Every time I step your way oh something makes me stop Been searching for a key to you left here fumbling at the lock I’ve been trying to talk to you but my words fall out in parts Been looking for a way inside that distant little heart
Great Soul (Roger Wilco) Jason Paul Johnston © Well you’ve got great soul, Well you’ve got great soul Yeah, you’ve got great soul but you are getting kind of old And you’ve got great hair, Oh, you’ve got great hair, Yeah, you’ve got great hair, but it’s getting thin up there Chorus: Ya, you’ve got great soul and in the end that is the sticky part Everywhere you’re turning there’s a yearning for this temporal stuff But you’ve got the grace to embrace of a house of self-control Well you’ve got a few songs, Yeah you’ve got a few songs We’ll you’ve got a few songs but this is taking way too long…. So what’s left now? I said what’s left now? When it’s all gone what do you have left to show? Roger wilco?
The Crane Came © 2008 Jason Paul Johnston So my wings touch the sky, but I’d sometimes come by And perch high above everyone’s heads I would sometimes stare down, or ignore all the clowns In their sapien circus down there Above on the branches, it would give me an edge Over all that might harm me around I would sometimes fly low, quickly come and then go Look for something to eat on the ground Till the cranes came and took it away Men and cranes came and took it away Yes I felt some regret, the day I came and set by The tree that had lasted so long Cause my father before, and his father ago Had all perched there and practiced their song Till the cranes came and took it away Men and cranes came and took it away I guess all things must die, but I’m wondering why When the leaves were still green and gave shade My only best bet, is that it was a threat To the houses and progress they made Till the cranes came and took it away Men and cranes came and took it away Till the cranes come and take it away Men and cranes come and take it away
Wondering 02:17
Wondering Jason Paul Johnston © 2008 I’ve been wondering - How do you get here How do you find the way inside Cause I was wandering outside the barb wire And I was thinking the fence was too high I was flipping Batman adventures And came upon a tempting display Some x-ray glasses – $9.97 Guaranteed to work right away Ooo, I keep wondering about you What I would give to see right through So I’ll keep on squinting and staring at you And pray that someday I’ll catch a glimpse Then I will see you right when you let me So I’ll keep looking - sure I don’t miss Ooo, I keep wondering about you What I would give to see right through You What would I do without you I keep wondering about you
Edge of Town 03:41
Edge of Town Jason Paul Johnston © 2005 Chorus: Something's going on at the edge of town Something's going on out there There's a parking lot where the people stop And fill up their trunks with all the junk they can't afford while their money goes God knows where Do they even know my name? Take my credit, I'll take shame A campaign button with a smile. Politicking that I'll stay and shop a while. Sew my shoes up for a dime. You keep your workers but they’re barely kept alive Cause you build my trinkets and my games. I wonder if our lands will ever look the same Bridge: Will their blood stains stay on my hands this time Are they dark enough yet – to get deep inside Will it seep into my own veins and start – to change what is in - my consuming – this dark consumer heart? Will they cover over me? Can they pull some discount sheets and let me sleep? Low-low prices ease the pain And clear my conscience so I please come back again Something’s going on at the edge of town....
Dark Year of the Soul Jason Paul Johnston ©2006 It was the dark year of the soul, And it was all that I could do to hold onto The falling night upon me - every single day All the friends that I once told, all of my secrets and my woes had been erased, to the shadows now without a single trace. Chorus: And all the goals that we had set All the people we had met And everything that we had build up to now was gone All our bridges now are burned With all our lessons left unlearned As we sit here with the lights off and the curtains drawn In the months that it progressed I became just less and less, and lost some will and my fight As it stole my light I'd take a happy birthday now, if I could walk instead of crawl Across that line on - the calendar, and wish this year goodbye Bridge: This year –how are you this year? When the sun's behind the clouds and yet the shadows are so clear... This year – how are you this year? Are you holding on to what you know or letting go my dear? If there's a light there at the end, I just wish someone would send a better map Cause we are quite lost and just might wander off... From the faith that we have known – at least the sunny side that we were shown – cause it's here in the dark year, that we find ourselves alone Chorus God if you are here - in our dark year - won't you come and light our way home....
Full Mast 02:32
Full Mast © 2005 Jason Paul Johnston And you fly your flag at full mast all the time I wonder how my half-massed speed doesn't get you down Your smile it ‘luminates the greyed out crowd My crowed face it seems to drag us on the ground Chorus: I know the answer It's so complicated I have to keep thinking – on it I've got it figured Right down to a little Small decimal number – in my head But your steps, it's like they walk above the lines And your stride is like no other one that I can find You waltz your way through silent music days And dance to rhythms that are deeply tucked away
Ghost (free) 03:04
Ghost © 2007 Jason Paul Johnston There's a ghost in here but I don't know where It's been swirling round my head for years It goes away, then reappear But it keeps on whispering in my ear Yes it goes away and then drifts back in And then it leaves one day and comes back again I can see it now from the corner of my eye But when I turn my head it floats to the sky I have never heard this spirit speak Well, maybe once but the voice was weak I thought at first it was a warning sound But it was just saying “stay on the ground.”
Where Are You Now Jason Paul Johnston © 2007, 2011 Verse 1: You were there when I took my first breath You'll be there when I'm laid to rest Before my life, after my death You are there, you are there, you are there Chorus: So Where are you now? When I needed you most? As I'm covered in dust And left haunted by Ghost When I'm crying for help I would like to believe That you would come close So why did you leave? Verse 2: You were there fanning me to stage Held my hand as you led me age by age Clapped at every entrance, smiled at every line You were there, you were there, you were there. Bridge: Why did you leave? Where did you go? Was the show of affection, just that: a show? Were you giving me time, some time to grow. Oh why did you say so, ‘cause I didn’t know...
Give To You 03:25
Give To You Jason Paul Johnston © 2006 Don't have diamonds to give you, girl Don't have the cash flow to buy you pearls Don't have a career, or a corner office And I probably never will, I must confess Chorus: But what I have I give you It's only myself, I hope that will do What I have I give you If that is enough, I think we'll make it through... Retirement's a long way off What good is saving what you don't got Maybe we're spending more than we own Seems I never pay up to what I owe Let's sit together, just let it all pass Don’t fret the future, not dwell on the past We've got today – and here we are Kick back in the grass and stare at the stars Bridge: There's a quiet voice, whispering in the wind It may be my own, but it sounds like a friend Or maybe a father, watching for his kids Or maybe the son, who gave all that he had....


This is the second in a series of 10 albums from Jason Paul Johnston, 100 Stories Vol. 1-10. For fans of singer-songwriter/folk/americana type music.


released February 1, 2012


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Jason Paul Johnston Lexington, Kentucky

Jason is the son of a preacher from the Great White North (Canada) and a music teacher from Tennessee, giving his muse northern and southern winds. Jason released his first album "Willows Motel" in 2009. It was an americana inspired album of eleven originals and one old gospel tune. Jason is now working on a series of follow-up albums: 100 Stories Volumes 1-10 ... more

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