Coffee & Cake EP

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© 2021 by Clymer & Kurtz

1. Searching High and Low
(Blackberry Blossom, trad.)
2. Taken With You
3. Ten-Inch Drive
4. Shadows in an Empty Room
5. We’re Better Found
6. Worth the Climb

Guitar, vocals, percussion, tracking, mixing:
Christopher Clymer Kurtz
Vocals, guitar, percussion, piano:
Maria Clymer Kurtz
Mastering: Chris Jackson
Photography: Jennifer Murch


Lyrics:

Searching High and Low
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

The wind blows cold against my face as I walk down the road
Like it doesn’t like the look of where I’m going
Bittersweet the memories, faces back at home
The brittle sunset beckons me to roam

Now I’m climbing hills and searching high and low
What I’m looking for is what I’d like to know

Drivers swerve to give the shoulder space for me
Their speeding cars only know to go where they are told
They’ve got a destination, I’ve got the evening sky
I’m just a nameless face they’re passing by

And I’m climbing hills and searching high and low
Wishing for a sidewalk, but it’s a country road

Didn’t pack a bag to keep me going for the distance
That’s required to find some quiet in my mind
Maybe ‘round the next bend in the road just up ahead
I’ll retrace my steps and walk back home instead

Still I’m climbing hills and searching high and low (high and low)
What I’m looking for is what I’d like to know
Still I’m climbing hills and searching high and low (high and low)
Wishing for a sidewalk, but it’s a country road


Taken With You
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

A little bit of two-step in your feet
And I’m dancing to your heartbeat
A little bit of dazzle in your eyes
Like a magical sunrise
A little bit, a little bit, a little bit
And I don’t know anything about you
But I’m a little taken

I’m watching the clock ‘cause you walk by
Every afternoon at five
On your way home–could be my way home, too
I could be with you
A little bit of song, a little bit of dance (dance)
A little bit of romance
And I’m a little taken (I’m taken)

With you (I’m living in a daydream, living in a dream)
With you (I’m living in a daydream with you)

I’m staying up late tonight
Wishing on a ray of starlight
Maybe you’re up, too, wondering
No ring for fingering
A little bit, a little bit, a little bit
and here I am, hoping you’re lonely, too
And a little taken (like I am)

“Hi, my name is–”
“Have we met before–”
“Oh, I’m sorry”
“Oh never mind”

Then the clock goes off and the day goes on
Cinnamon roll, cup of joe, gotta go (go)
Little drive to the nine-to-five where the best part
Is the little bit of me keeping this alive
And a little bit, a little bit, a little bit
And I don’t know anything about you
But I love being taken (I’m taken)


Ten-Inch Drive
© 2005/2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

On the map it’s a 10-inch drive to Texas
So close the wind could blow us there
Let’s leave today and stop for tacos
In a border town café somewhere

Close the book, drop the ball, lock the door, leave it all
Let the landlord scratch his head
Leave the tall grass growing, dirty dishes in the sink
We’re gonna drive instead

Fine days like today, gotta get away
We’re gonna rock the road, we’re gonna roll away
Grab the guitar, jump in the car and let’s drive

Day’s young, I’m free and friendly, I’m looking to make a memory
You’ve got a penny, I’ll give it a toss
Let’s forget the atlas, we’ll take heads or tails
And hope we get lost

Fine days like today, gotta get away
We’re gonna rock the road, we’re gonna roll away
Grab the guitar, jump in the car and let’s drive

Let’s take a stripped-out school bus and make a little home
Hang sky-blue curtains in the windows
Every day a different kind of scenery outside
We’ll see it with new eyes, we’ll see it with new eyes

Fine days like today, gotta get away
We’re gonna rock the road, we’re gonna roll away
Grab the guitar, jump in the car and let’s drive

Fine days like today, gotta get away
We’re gonna rock the road, we’re gonna roll away
Grab the guitar, jump in the car and let’s drive

On the map it’s a 10-inch drive
On the map it’s a 10-inch drive
On the map it’s a 10-inch drive to Texas


Shadows in an Empty Room
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

When there’s nothing left to say
No more words to pray
What will you do?
What will you do?

When there’s no one left to hold
No memories console
What will you do?
What will you do with you?

Two a.m., you’re not sleeping
Want to cry but you’re not weeping
You’re staring down the moon
Bridges burned in silhouette
Moments missed, nothing left
But shadows in an empty room

When there’s nothing left at home
And there’s nowhere else to go
What will you do?
What will you do with you?

Two a.m., you’re not sleeping
Want to cry but you’re not weeping
You’re staring down the moon
Bridges burned in silhouette
Moments missed, nothing left
But shadows in an empty room

You’re staring down the moon
In an empty room


We’re Better Found
© 2005/2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

You never liked the wining, dining life
Lucky for us I love to cook
You gave me a second look
A second look

Were you astonished as I was that lovely night
When you kissed me in the crowd
You showed me your love right out loud
Right out loud

Sometimes you laugh at me ‘til we’re crying
Sometimes we both fall apart

We like the thought of living in our Sunday best
As though two people don’t get dirty
But every other day we get grumpy
We get dirty

The inside you and me is plain to see
Our secrets all above the ground
A hiding place is better found
We’re better found

Sometimes you laugh at me ‘til we’re crying
Sometimes we both fall apart

We work the tangles out and then we start again
We’ll work them out until we’re through
But that’s the beauty, me and you
We won’t be through


Worth the Climb
© 2015/2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz

This wind might drive me off the road
Breathes down my neck into my bones
A reckless punch with every blow

The pavement whispering below
Like a piper’s undertow
Buckle down, press on, pedal and go

Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb, downhill glide
Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb

The hills ahead, the hills behind
Turning phrases in my mind
Shift across the gears of time

My headlight pierces through the night
Until the sunrise justifies
The pain of praying for the light

Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb, downhill glide
Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb

Hesitation a costly thought
Balance lost or barely caught
The smallest thing can throw me off

Hesitation a costly thought
Balance lost or barely caught
Scrape off the gravel
Get back up
Get back up

Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb, downhill glide
Sometimes I soar, sometimes I rise like an eagle flies
Sometimes the ride is worth the climb