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100 Stories Vol. 3

by Jason Paul Johnston

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Time Flies 03:22
Time Flies © Jason Paul Johnston 2010 Oh time, where did you go? I was so fast you were so slow I didn’t see when you went by And took the lead before my eyes Oh time flies, Oh how time flies, Oh time flies, oh how time.... Oh time, I was so young You were so brave we had some fun You were my friend and then you turned And took away all that I’ve earned Oh time flies, Oh how time flies, Oh time flies, oh how time....
Dragon Slayer © Jason Paul Johnston 2006 You're out there I'm in here – so what's it going to be? When come on home, and I am here - how will you find me? Will you find me in a ball in the corner with my back in? Or will you find me ten feet tall and slaying every dragon? Oh I hope and pray that I'm a dragon slayer Yes I hope for your sake, that I can be a dragon slayer All alone – wondering what to do All I've got is this campfire light, the flames seem so true They are dancing in the light, wish you were right here And it’s growing as the fire takes over the room But I hope and pray, that I can be a fireman some day Yeah, I hope for your sake, that I can be a fireman today His claws are out, Teeth are bared – outweighs me by a ton He’s the top of the chain, He’s the Jungle King – Maybe I should just run Cause all I’ve got is this stool and a hoop to jump through And a little bit of meat, but what’s next when that’s through? Oh I hope and pray, that I can be a lion tamer Yes I hope for your sake, I could be a lion tamer There’s a want ad on the table looking for the human race When will I have the guts to apply and take my place? I hope and pray, to be better than I am today I hope for your sake, to be more than I am someday – someday…
Aware 03:57
Aware © Jason Paul Johnston 2006 Yes, I’m aware of people I’ve read about them in detail I’ve seen them laugh. I have heard them weeping. And If I live a little longer, might even meet them. Are we awake? Or are we sleeping? My eyes are open, and open season To everything, I believe in everything But to dream is easy, it’s breathing that makes me queasy Sometimes I park in the walkway just to make them flood in my direction… I catch their glares with my stare as my insolence has just formed a connection…. They’re all around, they’re walking by me They can’t sneak through – my mind is grabbing They look away and my eyes they follow My x-ray vision sees them, and they’re hollow The light turns green, the hand flashes The humans stop, the last man dashes The cars move in and the people scatter They’re all off to find some peace and way to matter They’re all off to find peace and some way to matter
Transmission 03:15
Transmission © Jason Paul Johnston 2008 (For Jana & Luke) I think you’ll fly someday to the stars You leave us all behind in our fossil fueled cars Take to the air in a beam of light I can’t look right at your future, it’s so bright But I hope you have your mother’s disposition And I hope you never find yourself in my conditions But there’s so much that is left up to transmission So I hope - and pray everyday I think you’ll make a world, full of love and peace Or maybe cure some sort of terminal disease Or at least find a better way we can all get along Maybe you’ll be the one to write the perfect song
Lock the Doors and Elevate the Threat to Yellow © Jason Paul Johnston 2006 Everyone's a threat – we are subject to search We are herded, we are prodded and security looks stern Oh when will we learn? Just to stay inside and fear all the world we can’t change All the terror, all the terror – oh the terror – they're insane! And so easy to blame... Lock, Lock double lock the doors behind you Never looking out, always looking in it's so much safer They all threaten everything you stand for Never let them in, it’s the only sure way to remain the same The only way we’ll stay the same Follow all the rules, memorize them each day Keep them pinned inside your jacket, post them in your door ways... Mark each step the same Never ever doubt, stop that questioning Keep it steady, keep it steady, keep it steady This boat is amazing! If you stop rocking… You stir every instinct to just fear what we don’t know If we use our minds and hearts, we can see right through this show “Remove their humanity” is the first lie that’s told And then it’s easier to pluck off their souls…
Unloaded Gun 04:06
Unloaded Gun © Jason Paul Johnston 2006 A loaded gun is a bad, bad thing A knife on the counter is kind of the same Pulls for a hand to give it some strength Pulls at your head and gives your arm length You say that weapon is unmanned now Remove the human and you still have the cause Remove the cause and it stops the effect And then you’ve got some peace on your hands… If you want peace – you’ve got to make up your mind If you want war – drop the troops and draw a line If you want peace – don’t put it to the test If you want war – load your weapons, let emotion do the rest Some say that nowadays diplomacy’s dead It was an art, now it’s all painted red And framed in paper with dollar signs Sold to the highest bidder in the lobby line You say your hand was forced, but your gun was cocked You say it was defense, but your target was locked ‘Cause I want peace – But we must all decide We don’t want war – pull the troops and draw the line We all want peace – put your dollars to the test We don’t want war – unload the weapons, let our voices do the rest
Break Through the Blue © Jason Paul Johnston 2009 Nothing left but this, so it will do A few grains in my hand, when all the rest have run through Nothing left is green, at least in view Seeds are deep enough but these bills are past due I guess that means I wait here till the rain breaks through the blue Had some helping hands but they are gone Fed them well enough, it was an honest job But dry ground tilling is hard work to do At the end of the day, when your strength & sweat has all run through I guess that means I wait here till the rain breaks through the blue If there was a dance, I would get on my feet To form the clouds when I call, storms when I speak But amount of branch waving seems to stir you No old magic is strong enough to do I guess that means I wait here till the rain breaks through the blue
Ten Things 03:36
Ten Things © Jason Paul Johnston 2008 I’d Like to: Climb up some big mountain with you, the kind where we are tied in two with the wind to our face and our packs full of food, yes I’d like to… I’d like to: Start a Tupperware club with you, and invite all your friends and your family too, we would spend all night just talking ‘bout what it all could do… Here we are a few years on There are surprises though some are gone But now you’re right back in the heart of my song There are Ten things I want to say to you but only one of them is true: I love you I’d like to: Watch you organize my personal stuff While I fold the towels, sure enough, I’d love to And then watch a romantic comedy and afterwards dance to some hip-hop-ity music oh yes I’d love to I’d like to: Find an expensive sport we’d play, Then join the club and go there every day…that’s what I love to do And then retire to the suburbs and die of old age, and never know our neighbors, and keep the kids far away…oh yay…wouldn’t that be so cool?
Nothing 03:40
Nothing © Jason Paul Johnston 2005 I see you lightly there - standing in the forest of your own creation Thoughts ring round your head - like nymphs and fairies of elation So what can we say about it? What can we do? Nothing to say about it. Nothing to do. How bout you? I am standing here - might as well be an ocean between us Reaching towards your hand - slapped away yet touch you I must So what can we do about it? What can we say? Nothing to do about it. Nothing to say. So I pray: God where are you now? It seems somehow I might have missed you. Are you still looking down in love? Or gazing past me with disinterest? So what will you say about it? What will you do? Is there nothing to say about it? Nothing to do?
Rhymes with Surrender © Jason Paul Johnston 2008 I’m no first offender - but I’m a mentor – to the contender – for the lightweights of shame Then I’m a vendor of all the splendor – every smile I can render - as I light the spotlight of blame And I can’t remember – how I was sent here - with this busted fender – or the way I came Oh, it was last September – or maybe November - when I was a member – of the human race Oh I’m a dissenter, and then a repenter, as I show my gender and mumble her name Become a pretender, holding my tempter as I douse the embers, on this eternal flame If I could just enter, into the center and be a defender of my rightful place But I just dismember, every help every fence here, and forget the slender, nerve that moves your embrace Surrender…surrender…remember…surrender…


100 Stories Vol. 3
All Songs written and recorded by Jason Paul Johnston © 2012

Performance rights admin by BMI
Release Date: April 1, 2012
Rarebird Records

This is the third installment of a ten volume work featuring Jason Paul Johnston’s songwriting.

Thank You’s:
Thanks to my wife Melissa for her faithfulness, love and ongoing support of my music. Thanks as always to the fine people of Rarebird Records for their encouragement and feedback.

Special thanks to Ted Denies of the Netherlands for the very excellent cover photograph. Please check out his photography at: pinterest.com/ted1960/mobile-phone-photo-s-2012/


released April 1, 2012

All songs, instruments and recording by Jason Paul Johnston © 2012. Cover Photo by Ted Denies © 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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