High Time

by Look Out Lincoln

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released July 6, 2015

Sarah Barker -- vocals, steel string guitar, nylon string guitar, aux percussion
Morgan Haner -- vocals, guitar, electric guitar, slide guitar, harmonica
Max Lockwood -- upright bass, strings

Produced by Look Out Lincoln

Recorded at home and at El Cat5 Creative Studios
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Morgan Haner

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Track Name: Spiritual in E
when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?
when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?
I've been workin' like a fiend
from sea to fallow sea
when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?

when will I see your face, lord,
when will I see your face?
when will I see your face, lord,
when will I see your face?
everybody wants me to
stay down in my place
but I want to know for sure, lord,
when will I see your face?

when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?
when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?
how can a man love angels
and still a devil be?
when will my soul be free, lord,
when will my soul be free?
Track Name: Nobody Knockin'
so many people I love
just like they were family
wind up drunk in a barroom or
stuck behind some computer screen

but I don't think I'm any better
I don't think I've changed
I hardly come play in good weather
prefer the lonely rattlin' of my cage

I don't think I'm any different
I ain't keepin' score
I give up on things before they're finished, and I
probably should get out more

but still nobody's
knockin' at my door
for a little physical contact
no, people don't do that
anymore
that's what your real friends are for
Track Name: Little Maggie's Reply
Little Maggie said, "brace yourself now, baby"
Little Maggie said, "Brace yourself my dear,"
"'cause I've gotta go
where it's dark and cold,
and the silence crashes in waves upon my ears"

And you can't follow me down here
I can't let you follow me down here

"Well, I've never been a good woman
but Lord knows how I've tried
but them devils, they still chase me
I'll have to face them down this time
I'll have to face them down
'cause I'm runnin' out of time"

"Well, the season's just about right for changin'
There's storms still ragin' in my rearview mirror.
And I don't know which route I'm takin',
there's fog in the road so I still can't see clear.
I'm bogged down in thinkin' about
how I wasted all those years"

And you can't follow me down here,
I can't let you follow me down here.

I'm still stuck in the doldrums of who I was
and who I set out to be
And I lash out with gnashing teeth at those who
stay close to me

And you can't follow me down here
I can't let you follow me down here

Little Maggie said, "Brace yourself now, baby,"
Little Maggie says, "Brace yourself, my love"
Little Maggie's standing all alone again
and she's cryin' out, "Lord, what have I done?"
and she's cryin' out, "Lord, what have I done?"
Track Name: Every Drag
every drag,
every drag is another rope,
every drag is just another rope around the throat

and I was erased
I was deleted by my own designs
I was corrupt
and I was believing in my own lines

but there comes a day
when you just can't lie to yourself anymore

when every drag
every drag is another rope
and every drag is just another rope around the throat

I was deluded
I was the master of self-control
except when I'd lose it
and dig myself into a deeper hole

but there comes a day
when you just can't bury yourself anymore

when every drag,
every drag is a foot in the grave
and every drag is just another minute that you can't save

start me over
make me cleaner than I was before
help me remember
what my mother made me for
Track Name: Pacific Bound Folk Tune
goin' out to stand on the ocean
goin' out to see what I can see out in the sea
rain washed clean from pent-up emotion
goin' out to make me some peace
bring about some overdue clarity

gettin' down with that vagrancy notion
knowin' I can live upright, square on my own two feet
to be a feather floatin' free atop emotion
far above concrete
far above concrete

I never made it out to the ocean
never did seem to see what I went to see in the sea
what I found was water falling over rocks through ancient trees
found I'm all right on my own two feet
that brought about some overdue clarity
far above concrete
far above concrete

that's where I made me my peace
far above concrete
Track Name: High Tide
children play with dinosaurs and dream of space,
the past, the future, not here in this time and place,
they only see our lives as fantasies with TV's in our face

that's where I used to stay,
trying to hide form what's inside my ribcage,
scars so long from fingernails that hold on
while we're running away

you've been gone in that dope-sick song where you feel safe

watermark has changed for me,
now I reside on the other side of a whole other street,
the high tide of what we'll tolerate
reach a surface tension, finally breaks,
and that's how that levee gets breached

generations of mistakes
leave us drowning in the fate of a trash-filled rising sea

I hope that you are okay
I cried from one of your old tunes today
drenched in evidence of irreversible change

singin' in the warm rain
on a New Year's Day in Michigan

I hope we make it through this okay,
'cause the high tide of what we'll tolerate,
the high tide of what we'll tolerate,
the high tide of what we'll tolerate,
and the high tide of what we'll tolerate,
reach a surface tension,
it's bound to break,
and that's how that levee get breached

and I'll be screamin,"High time," when the waves,
come crashin' over me
and I'll be screamin,"High time," when the waves,
come crashin' over me
Track Name: The Departing
with a roar like a mighty thunder,
a voice so true and strong,
oh, mama, we're gonna miss you when you're gone

but you don't have to say goodbye
to all the birds and the bees,
'cause when those spring babies try to fly, mama,
you'll be the breeze.

you don't have to say goodbye
to all the rivers and trees,
'cause you'll be riding on the light that shines
through the ripples and leaves

may you go in peace.

with a laugh like a mighty thunder,
for a life so true and strong,
oh, mama, we're gonna miss you when you're gone

but you don't have to say goodbye,
no, you don't have to say,
you don't have to say goodbye,
we wish you wouldn't leave us this way

oh, mama,
oh, mama,
oh, mama,
we're gonna miss you when you're gone