After the Fall Extras — The Walkaways

The Hardest Part

Todd Daniel - Lead Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Backup Vocal, Keyboards, Accordion
Pedal Steel - Robert Birdsong
Bass - Jordan Maniscalco
Trumpet - Daniel Davis
Sax - Mario D’Ambrosio

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

Far away from the darkness
Far away from the western wind you'll never win
Oh you'll never win

Far away from the day you were born
Far away from the things you thought you were better than
You're not better than

In time you'll wake up without a sound
With shame and sadness all around
You'll look up at the diamond yellow sun
You'll look up and see that you were never anyone

There's no such thing as a broken heart
If it broke you'd be gone and that'd be the hardest part
That'd be the hardest part

No such thing as a dirty dream
Shut it down cut it loose and kick off that hardest scene
Kick off that hardest scene

In time you'll wake up without a sound
With shame and sadness all around
You'll look up at the diamond paper moon
You'll look up and see that there were never any rules
Never any rules

Give me faith give me emptiness
Give me ways to protect those things that make me worthless
That make me worthless

In time you'll wake up without a sound
With shame and sadness all around
You'll look down as the spinning planet burns
You'll look down and see that there were never any words
Never any words

The Ground Below

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic and Electric Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

Thirteen years like miles of snow
Head can't find the ground below
Quench my thirst by the riverside
Where memories and faith
Run wide

I wish I had a dream where I
Didn't see your face as a dragonfly
Turns before the eyes are shown
With fears that flow the long way
Home

Here I sit as the fire dies
Folds of bedsheets memorized
I’ll be here when the fighting ends
Fears don't fail me now
My friend

Medicine Man

Todd Daniel - Mandolin and Electric Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards
Robert Birdsong - Electric Guitar, Pedal Steel,
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

Do you recall another time
When I was yours and love was on the line
Better take it on the chin
You know the kind of shape I'm in

All aboard the rising tide
The medicine man said let it ride
My tent is filling up
Pack it in or throw it up

When bows give out
There'll be no screams and shouts
You call out my name
I call out your name
We give up the game

Take the matches hard and bound
We're gonna burn this whole place to the ground
And start another life
Take these wrongs and make them right

Hang on tight the rising tide
There's no telling when it will subside
And leave us in it's wake
Wash away our mistakes

When bows give out
There'll be no screams and shouts
You call out my name
I call out your name
We give up the game

Veins are empty flags unfurled
Save the city lose the world
Put on your dancing shoes
No breath to waste no time to lose

Children gather round the fireside
Listen to the story of a tide
That washed us all away
In any year in any given day

When bows give out
There'll be no screams and shouts
You call out my name
I call out your name
We give up the game

After the Fall

Todd Daniel - Vocal and Backup Vocals
Drums - John Cunningham
Mark Bower - Backup Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
Pedal Steel - Robert Birdsong
Bass - Jordan Maniscalco
Banjo - Benjamin Bower
Violin - Audrey Hamilton

Words & Music by Mark Bower

Eleven fifty‐seven, another Sunday slips away
Despite my best intentions it was just another day
I laid it out in black and white,
It fades to gray in TV light
On this, another silent night

Curled up in your corner of the couch no one would guess
We’ve got more years than fingers since we said our unto deaths.
They say the first bite’s always sweeter
Than it is down at the core,
When good enough isn’t good enough anymore.

Well you know I was thinkin’
It’s been fadin’ like ink
On a letter left out in the sun
And we’re both tryin’ to read it,
Memorize and repeat it,
But the meaning is already gone.
What’s left after the fall?

Now it’s September twenty-second, where has this summer gone?
We were savin’ up for something better, now we’re overdrawn.
The obligations multiplied
‘til we were fully occupied,
Exhausted, out of time.

Lately I’ve been thinkin’, that if I could just quit sinkin’,
We could pack up all our things and just float on
Down to where there’s better weather,
We might be better than ever,
Or maybe you’re already gone, gone, gone, gone....

Calm Summer Night

Todd Daniel - Vocals Acoustic and Electric Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Mandolin, Organ
Robert Birdsong - Pedal Steel
Fabio Gutierrez - Double Bass
Laura Hammond - Backup Vocals

Words and Music by Todd Daniel

Sarah we now move oh we now move
To an end that proves that we were born to fly
Ten thousand men ten thousand men
Sleeping underneath Virginia skies

And we walk without knowing why
To the time of beating hearts
And we lie down our heads
On this calm summer night

Breeze upon your cheek that shall be my breath
Pulsing in your breast my beating heart
Stand on high hillside say to me
Sure as God's in heaven we will never be apart

And we walk without knowing why
To the time of beating hearts
And we lie down our heads
On this calm summer night

Do not mourn me dead do not mourn me dead
Think I'm gone and wait for me in light
We shall meet again we shall meet again
On this calm and godforsaken lonesome summer night

And we walk without knowing why
To the time of beating hearts
And we lie down our heads
On this calm summer night

Wave

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass
Aaron Lowenberger - Electric Guitar
Daniel Davis - Trumpet
Mario D’Ambrosio - Sax

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

Nuclear wind is blowing
Find some sheltered place and hide away
This time around when the body breaks down
You'll wave

I liked you better when you were a postcard
Some two dimensional shape against a lackluster scene
This time around when the money runs out
You'll wave

Fall into another sunrise
Wrestle away another scene
Hitch your pack against the wagon
And say goodbye

All these things must come to an end my friend
Sure as the letters find the page
This time around when the circus leaves town
You'll wave

Hero and Leander

Todd Daniel - Vocals
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Backup Vocals, Keyboards, Electric Guitar
Mike Durham - Bass
Andy Joyce - Electric Guitar

Words & Music by Mark Bower

There's no tellin' whether I was pushed or fell in.
Maybe I cut the ties that bind, went driftin' free.
"Better save your strength, swim parallel to shore!"
I hear them yellin’.
'"Aw, the flags, the signs of warnin', didn't he see?"

Somebody tell me who I was before I met her.
I barely recognize these photographs as me.
Milk-and-honeyed, strong and tanned,
Way too smart to understand
How quick the shallow turns to way-too-deep

And what could I begin to say about her?
No more than fragments resurrected from a dream
Where raptured virga taunts the ground,
And bands of falling angels howl,
At little promises that mortals dare to keep.

There's no tellin' whether I was pushed or fell in.
Maybe I cut the ties that bind, went driftin' free.
"Better save your strength, swim parallel to shore!"
I hear them yellin'
"Aw, the flags, the signs of warnin', didn't he see?"

"Better save your strength, swim parallel to shore!"
I hear them yellin'.
"Aw, the flags, the signs of warnin', didn’t he see?"

She Doesn’t Know

Todd Daniel - Vocals
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar
Mike Durham - Bass

Words & Music by Mark Bower

Shuffle, cut-em deal and fold
Hoping for a hand to hold
They say time will tell, but truth be told
Time told me that she,
She doesn’t know.

Overhead a blue moon shines
Rising, falling, it reminds
Me of the second chances, numbered days
And resolutions lost

In all the wasted time.
Wasted, wasted time.
So much wasted time.
So much wasted, wasted time.

Sure and slow they’ll disappear
Your treasured scars and souvenirs.
Put calendars and clocks aside
Take the time to say
What’s on your mind.

Shuffle, cut-em deal and fold
Hoping for a hand to hold
They say time will tell, but truth be told
Time told me that she,

She doesn’t know
She doesn’t know
She doesn’t know
She doesn’t know

When I Laid it Down

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards, Backup Vocals
Robert Birdsong - Pedal Steel
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass

Words & Music by Mark Bower

When I laid it down
It was shiny and new.
Can a rail-flattened penny
Still mean something to you
When it can’t roll back home
And it can’t buy for you
What the rail took away
When the train rolled through?

Ah, the way you looked at me that day.
There was nothing in this world I wouldn’t say.
You were daring me to go,
Saying, “Words don’t make it so.
Make it so.”

All my love.
All my love.
Gave you all my love.
Gave you all my love.

Now it can’t roll back home
And it can’t buy for you
What the rail took away
When the train rolled through

The Beginning and the End of Everything

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Backup Vocals, Accordion
Robert Birdsong - Pedal Steel
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass
Aaron Lowenberger - Electric Guitar

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

The trouble with the morning is it always leaves a mark
The trouble with the night is that you don't know where to start
When the image hits your forehead and the ears begin to ring
It's the beginning and the end of everything

The continents are drifting and the road is running out
The whistle blows and those who know go marching to the sound
From every living heart in turn with every setting sun
It's the beginning and the end of everyone

All around the bar the boys are keeping time
The jukebox plays in unison
Reminding those with more than money on their minds
The night belongs to everyone

The bottle's always empty and the earth is always flat
The less you have in front of you the more you're looking back
But don't just hum along when you can just as easily sing
It's the beginning and the end of everything
It's the beginning and the end of everything
It's the beginning and the end of everything

Solid Silver Lining

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar
John Cunningham - Drums
Mark Bower - Keyboards
Robert Birdsong - Pedal Steel
Fabio Gutierrez - Double Bass
Aaron Lowenberger - Electric Guitar

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

Five hundred years ago today the devil died in Brooklyn
Died beneath the rubble and the lead
And after the funeral the people got to laughing
Next time the planet burns they’ll curse
The day they wished him dead

And they say, only the beautiful make promises
Promises they’d never keep
So brush your thoughts aside
Take a lung of heavy oxygen
Thank God the world’s a better place;
Forget the remedy

Two hundred years ago today, the people staged a monument
A monument to all good and true
And in the war of ’64 it crumbled into ruin
They danced around like heroes
As the sky turned red to blue

And they say, only the desperate take patronage
Patronage they’d never buy
So bite your tongue
Split the blood into the water
Let it carry to the river,
To the ocean, to the sky

Fifty years ago today the sky turned red in Brooklyn
Shining down a light that none had ever seen
And the sun came up
And it stretched across the water
We are never as alone
As the world has us believe

And every now and then
I see a face along the freeway
Selling desperation to the crowd
Would it be so bad if I took it all for granted
Every solid silver lining
Has a dark and dirty cloud

Bar in Jersey

Todd Daniel - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar, Harmonica, Banjo
Mark Bower - Accordion
Jordan Maniscalco - Bass

Words & Music by Todd Daniel

One two you're clear of the breakers
Let the whitewater take you away
Five, six I'm all out of courage now
Got the drink to make it ok

Thirteen was a pretty good winter
Took the time to soften my eyes
Woke up to a most disappointing glare
Pushed it back turned hypnotized

One two let the train come around again
By god let the burning hearts mend
Three four for the hand on her hips
Let the weary mind believe again

Red haired girl stole my soul
Ripped right from the hole in the door
Stay sane for the clear of the morning
Lay pressed to the gap in the door

One two let the train come around again
By god let the burning hearts mend
Thee four for the hand on her lips
Let the weary mind believe again

Here's one more for all of the photographs
Here's to the girls with the gaps in their smiles
Here's to every turn of coincidence
Tell them all to hang around awhile

One two let the train come around again
By god let the burning hearts mend
Thee four for the hand on her lips
Let the weary mind believe again