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released 01 September 2009
The Medders as heard here are:
Cheyenne Medders
Carson Medders
Will Medders
Joshua Stauter

Special Guests:
Priscilla Jeschke backing vox
Jordan Brooke Hamlin trumpet, french horn
Claire Indie cello
Charlie White electric guitar
Stephen Jerkins backing vox
Jeremy Sharp upright bass

Written, Performed and Produced by The Medders
Words by Cheyenne Medders ©2009 Mountains and Fountains (ASCAP)
Recorded at the Court, Nashville. Mixed with glee.
Mastered by Alex McCollough at Yes Master
Painting by Roy Norman Medders (1926-2006)
Graphics by Priscilla Jeschke

Sound recording ©2009 The Medders
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Track Name: Gunslinger
I'm a gunslinger. I have killed men and if heaven keeps my record it's a volume of sin. I'm the reason your brother's six feet under. I'm the reason the West is wild. "Whose blood can I take," I wonder, "that'll make it worth my while?" I'm a gunslinger. Many men have I killed and the bullet from my barrel never had a free will. Will they hang me from the gallows? Will I drag behind a horse? Will they shoot me in the shallows? Watch me drown with no remorse? I can see those pearly gates before me. I can feel the burn in my eyes. I ain't scared how St. Pete will score me. What'll I tell Jesus Christ? I'm a gunslinger. I have killed men and the trigger 'neath my finger never pulled down my hand.
Track Name: Haste The Storm
You're insincere not a lot of heartbeat here
Surrounding yourself with straws
Something you can sink your claws into
The time has come
You're insincere a machine of lies in high gear
Partying above the law
Something you can sink your jaws into
The time has come
You're insincere
The poor man greets your sneer
The rich man gets your cheer
When he helps your career
But now the time has come
Smoke fled mirror
Everything is crystal clear
Selling privilege for price yeah
Pay a favor and we'll play nice
The time has come
Your blood is green
Campaigning like it's Halloween
Playing trick-or-treat for votes
Snuffing out the pumpkin's hope
But man your time has come
Haste the storm
Blow away your rotten platform
Leave a space to dream and grow
Hallelujah rooster crow because
The time is come
Track Name: Win Win
Well there ain't no way that a bug only lives for days and processes observations like a person his own age. I know that there's a way. I know time slows down. I know that he dies old and gray. Now to a newborn baby an hour seems so long, but I just got my diploma and my twenties are almost gone. I know that there's a wall. I know there is escape. I know time's a filter after all. You can drink your whiskey; it's a cold cold night. Bring back the memory; leave out the insight. Win win frame of mind, this fatal game of mine. I don't wanna play it I just want to shine.
Now tell me how does a dog who's never had his day keep his tail a-waggin' like everything's ok? He knows that being young doesn't mean that you were just born. It means you live after you die. So sip your green tea; it's a clear clear night. Bring back the memory; leave out the insight. Win win frame of mind, this fatal game of mine. I don't wanna play it I just want to shine.
Track Name: Bee Free Honey
Hey, you could be free. It happened to me just last New Year's Eve. I really let go, I flew with the snow out the window. I'm poor. I won't feed the machine, sell my soul in a dream the moment preceding the dawn or walk blind in the street never to meet my dear maker. So you understand I'll be an old man no longer. My gold is the honey of bees, summer birds in the trees the moment preceding the fall of me.
Set! Ready or not to give what you got to your friends in need. The weather is fair with wonderful air in time...
And time is a bendable thing. She's an angry machine the moment before we break free from her.
Track Name: Papernews
Wish I could whistle sounds more like a missile armed and probably does a lot more harm the high pitched siren makes people wanna buy the farm so I start to hummin' do a little strummin' now melt away the holy cow my feet hang off the stern I'd fall if I tried to take a bow
We're ridin' in the same boat one and all waitin' for the wind to fall
Bender shaper analyze the paper news tomorrow is a new half truth that sweet lung mother tongue satisfies the same old you you gotta stand on rock scatterin' the bleach white bones honey roll away the stone color comes when you find that you're really not alone
We're ridin' in the same boat one and all waitin' for the wind to fall we're standin' ground attractin' all the crows waitin' for the wind to blow
Track Name: Funeral Rose
I wanna bring her to bed
I wanna sing her to sleep
To put her head and her shoulders and her fingers to sleep
Hold her as she falls into REM
Sweet dreams behind your eyes till you open them
Her eyes are cool they catch on fire
I couldn't explain it over a telephone wire
They're black as space
They highlight her face when the red sun is in his proper place
They look around they look for me
She never gets to see them does she?
I can tell they've had a hard day and closin' them down is the only way
Under her skin is a furnace of fire and a blanket of clouds and a pillow of stars on a mattress of briars
She'll wake up freezin' like a funeral rose but I'll be right beside her while her eyes are closed
Her tears on my arm as the candle burns lower
Like the vinyl spiralin' in I got no more to show her
She'll meet me outside on top of the hill and a smile comes to her face 'cause she knows I feel
I will bring her to bed
I wanna sing her to sleep
To put her head and her shoulders and her fingers to sleep
Hold her as she falls into REM
Sweet dreams behind your eyes till you open them
Track Name: Crows Can Have My Body
Got myself in trouble with the law again
Now they're gonna hang me
Cue the violins
I could feel it coming
That old rebellious streak
How will I face my mother or dry her cheeks?
I hear the drums they're banging
The preacher holds my hand
My hourglass is silent all across the sand
They're gonna write my story
They're gonna make up lies
I hear 'em coming for me
My body will not rise
Write me in your Gospel
Bid my stone to roll
Crows can have my body
Will you take my soul?
I was born a sinner
It was in my bones
Can a son of Adam ever be atoned?
Track Name: ACL
I've been sleepin' in a house thinking by a fire...
the towering high wire quiet as a mouse 'cause liars don't care the television drones her sweet voice through my bones namin' everything I want and nothin' that I own still the soft night air's been savin' my sanity since I found out I really do care
Step outside if you wanna wake I don't understand the things that you say step outside if you wanna wake up I don't understand the things that you make up
I've been jokin' what's the problem? Dynamite in your mind don't cut out the lights are we blind? The you kind the me kind quiet on the set action camera lights I knew she was the one when I saw her start to run lookin' just overcharmed and dressed in the sun her soft night hair's been wavin' goodbye in the wind the wind
Step outside if you wanna wake I can't follow in the roads that you take step outside if you wanna wake you've been acting crazy you've been acting fake
Track Name: Two Left Fists
It's the perfect plan
You're too good for me
I'm taking measures to improve my maturity
What would you say if I grew younger by the day?
Old souls are young at heart
What would you do if I ignored my thoughts for you?
That would not be very smart
The king is high and we're two of a kind
Synapses firing in my brain
Do I remain in line?
Gotta back up 'cause I'm a child who won't grow up with his back turned to the throne
Why do I play the game of life day after day if I'm just a sack of bones?
Help me see it I don't have x-ray sight
I don't have eyes in the back of my head
I'm slower than the speed of light oh
Help me fight it 'cause I cannot resist
I'm dancin' 'round 'bout to get my bell rung
'Cause I got two left fists oh oh oh
So help me see where we disagree
I'm pickin' grapes off of your vine suck the poison outta me
I'm seekin' your face there's nothin' warmer than your grace how I strain my frozen eyes
I was talking to Mars
We were comparing battle scars when you cut us down to size
Help me talk it
Cut of a tongue that lies
I was kiddin' myself for so long I started being one of those guys oh
Help me walk it and I will not misstep
I put my left foot in front of my right but I really need your help I really really need your help I really really need your help oh yeah oh yeah oh yeah!!
Track Name: Terminus
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