A Little More Apart
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
Am I in a crowd
I can’t hear a word you’re saying
You’re so loud
Am I upside down
I can’t read your face
Smile or frown
Every go at getting nearer
We get a little more apart
I don’t hear you calling
When I try to hold you closer
I still can’t feel your heart
I can’t hear you calling my name
Am I alone
Though I’m right beside you
I’m not at home
How have we changed
Our familiar landscapes
Seem strange
Maybe it’s just me
Or maybe we’re both jaded
Where’s this gonna lead
Maybe our map’s outdated
Nowhere left to turn
straight ahead’s a dead end
Here we are once again
Again
© 2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
If I had a bottle
For all the tears I’ve cried
I’d pour it out for you, love
A river dark and wide
I’d swim the chilly water
And walk the lonely sand
I’d do it all for you, love
To hear your voice again
If I had a silver dollar
For every sad goodbye
I’d buy the world for you, love
The ocean, the sky
I’d search the deepest canyon
The snowy peaks, and then
I’d bring it all to you, love
To see your face again
If I had another lifetime
Another night, another day
I’d spend it all with you, love
And never go away
I’d cherish every moment
And hold you till the end
I’d give eternity, love
To feel your arms again
Brighter
© 2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
Come on in, there’s still room
Pull a seat up by the fire
Put your feet up, my friend
You’re looking beat up, mighty tired
Here’s a place where we can sit and rest a while
We’ve all been turned away but we can stay tonight
And as the hours pass the day grows brighter
As the years go past the days grow brighter
Take a look around the room
Leave your disguise at the door
Look in the eyes of someone new
You’ll realize we’re like you
So maybe somebody will think we are crazy
Come closer, sing louder, holding hands together
Closer to Glory
© 2006 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
He’s made it three days and it’s been hell, but he’s one step closer to glory
Pull back the curtains, trembling hands pour another cup of coffee
If he can make it through today maybe he’ll drink tomorrow
With every second on the clock he’s finding time hard to borrow
He put the bottle on the stand, told God that in the morning
If the bottle was shattered on the floor, he’d take it as a warning
First light of day it’s still there, only now it’s empty
No worries, God, it’s another day
The folks he met three days ago told him, “Just don’t buy it, stupid”
To his surprise, eight meetings later, he’s starting to feel lucid
He makes a call to his ex-wife, drops off his wallet and his keys
He says, “I’m going to do this right. I’ll soon be coming back for these”
He could not go to sleep at night
Without the whiskey by his bed he’s quaking
Now he’s waking, so much breaking
Fever, darkness, light
Purple pumps and black dress shoes, Sunday company that he knew
Now shaking hands and meeting eyes, he tells the preacher, “Good to see you”
The money owed to his ex-wife, she goes to court, forgives it all
Each Friday night he’s with his boys at the coffee shop down by the mall
He put the bottle in the trash, told God that in the morning
If the bottle was standing by his bed, he’d take it as a warning
First light of day it’s still there, from what he remembers
No worries, God, it’s another day
Crossing the Bar
© 2015 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
(“Crossing the Bar” by Alfred Lord Tennyson)
EP: Clymer & Kurtz
Write on the wall something beautiful
Write something big when you feel small
Write on the wall something beautiful
To help you stand strong
“Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
But such a tide as moving seems asleep,
Too full for sound and foam,
When that which drew from out the boundless deep
Turns again home.”
“Twilight and evening bell,
And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;
For tho’ from out our bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I hope to see my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.”
Write on the wall, you are beautiful
You are weak, you are beautiful
You are strong, you are beautiful
Write on the wall, “I am beautiful”
Evening Will Come
© 2023 by Maria Clymer Kurtz
SINGLE: Evening Will Come
Moonlight’s tangled in your hair
While you sleep I fondly stare
And search for poems in the air
To catch with pen and paper
I’m scribbling in the dim sunrise
A song to help me memorize
The way you kiss me with your eyes
And light me like a candle
We drank to youth, we tasted tears
The honeyed hours, the hungry years
You’re still the only one who hears
The music of my heartbeat
All I hear is my name on your tongue
All I see is your face when we were young
All I know is evening will come
Evening will come
We never felt a warmer sun
We spent our moments one by one
We still can’t see the hourglass run
But we can feel it pouring
Sunlight’s pressing like a kiss
The shimmer of elusive bliss
If only we could capture this
And crystalize the future
I want to start the clock again
To have and hold you now and then
I’d take you to the rainbow’s end
And stop the setting sun
We cannot see around that bend
The midnight call, the long descent
Oh baby, can we still pretend
Our day will never end
Shadows crawl across the lawn
My ink and paper almost done
How will I sing when you are gone
Cold stars my only lantern
Everybody’s Looking
© 2016/20 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
Everybody’s looking for something
How about you
Maybe you’re looking for something
I am, too
Don’t be a stranger
Come take my hand
Dance with me now
I wake up looking for sunshine
To sing the blues away
Do you wait all night for the sunrise
Uncloudy day
Don’t be a stranger
Come take my hand
Dance with me now
Like it’s your only chance
Look at the storm clouds, Look at the rain
But remember the sunlight, remember the way
Things look in the morning, the blue of the sky
And sing it through the night
Hold my hand, let’s dance
It’s how we take a stand
Nothing’s going to keep us down
Not right now
Fly on the Wall
© 2023 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: What If You Knew
I’ve been a fly on the wall
I’d find a corner
Stand back to watch
But there’s something deep in me
That won’t be quiet
That I need to sing
Are you a fly on the wall
Do you find a corner
Stand back to watch
Are you dreaming something new
That calls for courage
That pulls you through
What do you do with a waiting dream
Locked inside, unheard, unseen
What do you do with a waiting dream
A whisper or a rising scream
What do you do with a waiting dream
What will it take to set it free
I’ve been a fly on the wall
Do you, too, stand back to watch
What dream is waiting to be heard and seen
What dreams are waiting to be heard and seen
For A While
© 2023 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
SINGLE: For A While
Oh my love, I’ve been wishing you’d stop by
We’d walk down to the river side by side
Find some quiet shade, while away the afternoon
And once again believe we have forever
It’s cold and I feel so alone
I listen for your footsteps bringing you home
I wish you’d come and stay with me a while
Days float by like memories, sweet by and by, by and by
I’m a shadow sending ripples through the night
I reach out but you’re not by my side
What I would give to touch your face again
Like I did before we knew about forever
It’s cold and I feel so alone
If the footsteps of angels could carry me home
I would come to you and stay a while
The water’s deep with memories, sweet by and by, by and by
If I could see you through these rivers in my eyes
And the six feet between eternity and warmer times
I can almost see you through these rivers in my eyes
But there are six feet between eternity and warmer times
It’s cold and I feel so alone
On the other side without you, far away from home
Wish I could cross and hold you for a while
If a while is forever, sweet by and by, by and by
Going Nowhere
© 2018 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
I thought it was Monday
Turns out it was Sunday
What was I going to do
I got another day to spend with you
No mail in the mailbox
No smiling top-down face of a boss
Just a little sunshine
And a lot of you on my mind
Cup of coffee, butter toast in bed
Sunny window, singing in my head
No reason to stir that blurry hurry
I’m going nowhere
I must have left the clock on
Ring-a-ling of the alarm
Waking me up before dawn
Yelling at me to be gone
It took a pillow to my face
And just a second to change my pace
What was I going to do
I got another day to spend with you
Sunday fever in the afternoon
Counting down to normal all too soon
No reason to stir that blurry hurry
I’m going nowhere
Golden Sort of Blue
© 2019 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
There’s a golden sort of blue
Leaves against the sky
Summer falls to you
Autumn sunlight
Let the everyday float away on the breeze
Swirl into the sky, fall away like leaves
Rest my back against the ground
Breezes like a sigh
Gone before, come around
Autumn sunlight
Spread my arms, take it in
Lying low, flying high
Give me peace, give me wings
Autumn sunlight
Summer falls to you
Golden sunlight
Autumn sunlight
Hazy Mirror
© 2015/21/22 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
I don’t know where to go from here
Time has told and the end is near
The bright horizon’s looking like a hazy mirror
Things I thought I’d figured out are not so clear
Lofty dreams, castles in the sky
Some folks give their all to try
To make that crystal ball come true like make believe
Imagine they have what it takes for anything
I don’t know where I thought I’d be
But everything seems out of reach
The sun won’t shine forever, so they say
And my vision’s getting dimmer day by day
Hear It Sing
© 2023 by Maria and Christopher Clymer Kurtz
EP: What If You Knew
In my heart where no one goes
There’s a tiny feathered thing
In the quiet of the night
I can almost hear it sing
Wild geese fly above the clouds
I’m stranded here below
Wind is blowing where it will
Shield my eyes, watch them go
I’d be soaring on the wind
If I had a pair of wings
Over woods and frozen fields
I could see everything
A hundred sparrows greet the sun
Rain gathers in the west
Green is sprouting by my toes
First flower’s always best
Lilies blooming on the hill
In the meadow swallows feed
Watch them rise, watch them fall
Finding what they need
In my heart where no one goes
There’s a tiny feathered thing
In the quiet of the night
I can almost hear it sing
I’m Going Home
© 2023 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz, Julie Durbin, Bel Klingensmith, and Michael Shelata
VIDEO
I’m going home, back to my family
It’s been so long, I’m going home
I’ve been okay with unfamiliar
Mountain winds, desert soil
My suitcase bears the marks of travel
Scuffed and worn, I’m going home
Toss these hotel linens, leave these no-place chains
Give me sunshine through the pines
Ditch this roadside living, dusty remains
Back home, what ties are broken?
What fires burn back home?
So take me home, back to my family
I surrender, I’m going home
Invincible
© 2013/18 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
You never think that you are wrong
That little voice is long gone
If someone disagrees, charge on
Self doubt once fought you, but you won
You are invincible
You’ll never play the fool
Collected, calm, and cool
For now
Others melt away, exposed
Shaky ground beneath your pose
Stockade of timbers that could fall
Now raise your fists against the wall
Danger won’t laugh at you
And hustlers pay their dues
Time will wait in queue
You are invincible
You’re not invisible for now
Invocation (Light a Candle)
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
I’ve got no place to go today
Nothing to buy, no need to say
A prayer or anything else
Light a candle
Rockets reach beyond the sky
Forests up in wildfire
Save a dollar, earn a dime
Every cent that’s spent is burning time
Every moment a shooting star
Fleeting as the dawn
Every day an invocation
Here, and then we’re gone
You’ve got a list, got a mission, gotta know
Lifetime spent away from home
Don’t wanna knock what gets things done
But the place I’m free is with the one I love
A temple made of wood and gold
Can’t take me home when I am old
A morning song, an evening hymn
We blaze and scatter sparks and dim forever
Keep Me Around
© 2018/21 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
Looks like you’ve got it all under control
You don’t need me around here anymore
I thought things were good while they lasted
But I guess you wouldn’t call it fantastic
Isn’t any wagon wheel to keep me around
I’m just an old-time tenor with an old-time sound
There were days I thought I was hot stuff
Ran that line until I ran out of luck
Isn’t any wagon wheel to keep me around
Doesn’t take much new to make me feel old
Now you’re giving me a timepiece covered in gold
Out with yesterday in a heat wave
So long, you can dig your own grave
You’ve got it all under control
I gave it everything
Like a Ballad
© 2015/21 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
Like a ballad with no melody
A fragment of a memory
A garden lying fallow, waiting to be sown
Like a manuscript stuffed away
Or sleeping through a sunny day
Fishing line left tangled at the creek last summer
I picked him up on 81
A dusty summer afternoon
He asked me for a dollar
I lied that I had none
We didn’t talk for quite a while
Watching signs, marking miles
He shook his head
Told me he was far from home
I pulled up to the corner store
Just as she came out the door
With a pair of tickets
Desperation made her sure
No dice, back in for more
Another chance to beat the score
I watched while I was pumping gas
Maybe this would be the one
He kept his face behind his sign
“Need food” hiding his eyes
Red apple by my seat
But the light turned green
The car behind me wouldn’t wait
So I sped onto the interstate
Took a bite and hit the road
Pedal to the floor
Like a gambler or a wanderer
So many lessons left to learn
Always searching for that perfect hand
So much broken
So much burned
Little Boy Gone
© 2015 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
EP: Clymer & Kurtz
Where’re you going, little boy, where’re you going
Where’re you going, little boy, gone
Rain keeps falling, little boy
Pathway’s muddy, little boy
Puddles splashing, little boy
Sun keeps shining, little boy
Bells need ringing, little boy
Songs need singing, little boy
Hills need climbing, little boy
Sun keeps shining, little boy
Here’s your bag, your shoes
While your skies are blue
Sunshine, higher ground
Call the thunder down
There you go, little boy, there you go
There you go, little boy, gone
Love and Thirst
© 2016/22 by Maria and Christopher Clymer Kurtz
“That love is all there is” and “Water is taught by thirst” by Emily Dickinson
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
That Love is all there is,
Is all we know of Love;
It is enough, the freight should be
Proportioned to the groove.
Water is taught by thirst;
Land, by the oceans passed;
Transport, by throe;
Peace, by its battles told;
Love, by memorial mould;
Birds, by the snow.
Midsummer Lullaby
© 2008 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
Sleep little darling, good night my love
Sleep, now close your eyes
The moon and the stars are a-sailing above
Dream of the deep blue skies
The rain on the rooftop is playing a tune
The wind in the pine hums along
The swallows cover their young with their wings
And dream to the whippoorwill’s song
The foxes yawn and slip out of their dens
The frogs settle under the leaves
The meadow is flashing with fireflies
The fish are asleep in the stream
Money Honey
© 2017/20 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
Inspired by Carl Sandburg’s “I Love You”
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
I don’t love you for your money, honey
Cause you don’t have any
You’re short on money, honey
No, I don’t love you for your sugar, honey
Cause you don’t have any
You’re short on sugar, honey
I love you as you are
and I’ll love you more and more
for everything you’re going to be
I see your weaknesses, I see your ideals
Know all your secrets, yes, and I feel your fears
You’re a rose bud about to hazard ecstasy
You’re blooming
I love you as you are
and I’ll love you more and more
for everything you’re going to be
What you are now may not be
The same tomorrow – As for me
I’m on this ride with you and so I love you
You’re the best kind of novel: fact, fiction, truth
Not yet fully written but as good as proof
We believe in you and me
We’re more than money, honey
Nothing You Can Do
© 2023 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: What If You Knew
There’s nothing
There’s nothing
There’s nothing you can do
to make me stop loving you
I carried you
In my heart I still do
So there’s nothing you can do
You carried me
In your heart you still do
And there’s nothing I could do
Now I will carry you
There’s nothing you can do
There’s nothing you can be
There’s nothing you can do
to make me stop loving you
Original You
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
There may be millions of people who feel
Just like you, ordinary
You’re standing in the doorway, wind blowing in
A lightning bolt in the thunder and rain
Cutting through dark clouds in the sky
Feet on the ground, you’re ready to fly
There may be millions of people who feel
Just like you, ordinary, no big deal
But you’re the original you
Every single day is new
Feed the monster lurking under your bed
Free the dragon breathing fire in your head
Get to know the ghosts inside
Your shadows don’t have to hide
It’s a matter of faith, it’s a leap of flesh and bone
When you take to your wings
you’re never on your own
Searching High and Low
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Coffee & Cake
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
Shadows in an Empty Room
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Coffee & Cake
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
She Got Him
© 2015 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
She sings her songs to Jesus
He sings his songs for her
He’d rather cuddle up on Sundays
But she wakes him up for church
She wished bad for a man with her daddy’s hands
Folded at the supper table
She got him, and he’s no saint
She got him, he gives her everything that he can
And they both understand
Front row, she’s singing praises
He sneaks a peek, amazing graces
She bows her head, he dreams of daisies
A little touch tells her he’s crazy
She wished bad for a preacher man, good Samaritan
What she got is a big fan
Saving grace, they get to live it
Taking turns having to give it
Old rugged tunes from the hymnal
Cut a rug to the stereo
He thanks his lucky stars, she says a dinner prayer
They’re both happy to be there
She’s got him, and he’s no saint
She’s got him, he gives her everything that he can
And they both understand
Simple Things
© 2017 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
EP: Clymer & Kurtz
Whispering pine trees, chuckling cool streams
Harmonies
Little melodies to catch
From the front porch in the breeze
Simple things, simple pleasures
Too complex to measure
Smooth out those ruffled feathers
Run so fast, when you fall, you fly
Straight home to a lullaby
Bread in the toaster, tea on a coaster
Like it black, no cream
Music in the air you breathe
The mystery of steam
And morning comes, you fly away
It’s what you live for ‘til the end of every day
Sinking Ship
© 2015/21/22 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
Take a deep breath on a big sea swim well
Let your own spark fly
Sinking ship – you’d better swim well
The first splash is a tough sell
Ride the waves or fight to win
Take a deep breath, you’re going in
The same old same old takes a toll
Hard times are the best time for rock and roll
Spring a dive, turn a flip
Ripple in the sunshine, and tumble in
You took the myth to heart
Life a straight jacket, following a chart
The winner’s always the tide
Day after day after day from nine to five
Fire in the cabin – whatcha gonna do?
Water on deck is the end of you
One second, last chance, gotta get away
Let your own spark fly in the light of day
Sixty Fifty-Five
© 2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
I don’t need an alarm clock, my cold feet hit the floor
Three hungry kids pounding on the bedroom door
Laundry’s waiting in the hall, piled high
Another day at my house, number sixty fifty-five
Here’s a song about the everyday, for all of us at home
‘Cause even with a full house we can feel alone
The list to do is way too long even when we try
What’s your number? Mine’s sixty fifty-five
I see people cruising into town to shake the daily grind
A minivan and groceries are my sort-of-a-good time
Revolutions in the news – I hung laundry out to dry
Another day at my house, sixty fifty-five
Spaghetti’s boiling over, the laundry’s still not put away
Look around the table, these must be good days
Tuck the kids into bed with a book, kiss them goodnight
Sneak a bowl of corn flakes on the porch in the moonlight
I could be dancing but sleep is keeping me alive
Another day at my house, sixty fifty-five
Sooner or Later
© 2016 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Here Comes the Moon
Everybody says you are wise
If you’re out of bed before the sunrise
Mama’s calling, rise and shine
Every day a surprise
Everybody says you are wise
If you make hay in the sunshine
Take that door to the outside
Every minute counts in the sunlight
Playing at saving the daylight, get while the getting’s alright
Soak up the sun in the daytime, chasing the dream and a good life
Sooner or later the sun goes down, turn off the lights on the runaround
Savor every second before the sunrise and thank the Lord for the nighttime
Trimming every day like a hemline
Little bit of you like a fine wine
Downright happy in the moonlight
Nighttime never looked so bright
Here comes the moonlight
Here comes the moon
Stare
© 2019 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Clymer & Kurtz
Sometimes you’ve got to stare the devil in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to stare the devil in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to face your devils
Stare them straight in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to look your maker in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to look your maker in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to face your maker
Look him right in the face
You’ve got to roam in the valley
It’s a lonely valley
Narrow and winding
Steep and dark
Sometimes you’ve got to stare yourself in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to stare yourself in the face
Sometimes you’ve got to face yourself
Stare yourself in the face
I’m just a squatter on this acre and three quarters of land
I’m just a rider on this afternoon one-way train
I’ve got a nickel and a hand out
My hand’s out for a friend
Taken With You
© 2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Coffee & Cake
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
EP: Coffee & Cake
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
Victory
© 2015/21 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
No fireworks or shooting stars
No flashy promenade
Cutoff jeans and your smile
Forever if a day
I don’t want a show
I just want to know
I want to know you
No FDA guarantee
No label and no name
There are no rules for this medicine
Coursing through my veins
Bleed your cards
Count me in
And let the game begin
Leave the ace
That’s up your sleeve
Gamble with a grin
Tonight the stars are bright
The cure delights
The cards are right
So give in, give in
Breath easy
Surrender is victory
The victory is giving in
It’s giving in
We’re Better Found
© 2005/2021 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Coffee & Cake
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
What Do You Get
© 2001 by Christopher Kurtz
EP: Clymer & Kurtz
I’ve got a ton of steel on my mind today
A feeling deep in my soul
But the beams of steel would melt away
If I only knew what I know
What do you get when you know what’s best
You better make up your mind, son
Better make up your mind
A mesh of wire and razors and bars
My time has come to cry
If my arms could take strength from my mind
I’d hardly have to try
What do you get when you have to try
What happens when you try, son
What happens when you try
A faded photograph of love
A picture from outside
And for your only company
The souls of those that died
What do you get when your friends are gone
What happens when they’re gone, son
What happens when they’re gone
What do you get when your friends are gone
What happens when they’re gone, son
What do you get when they’re gone
What If You Knew
© 2023 by Maria and Christopher Clymer Kurtz
Inspired by Judith Duerk’s Circle of Stones
EP: What If You Knew
What if you knew whenever clouds roll in
Elder women would sit with you
And they’d listen to everything
You’re going through
What if you knew
Another long night, stuck in your head
Pacing the floor
Don’t know where to turn, feeling alone
They’ve been here before
Morning light, dull and gray
Under the door
You feel the weight of another day
They’ve been here before
In the clouds (aunts, friends and mothers)
Call our names out loud (sisters, grandmothers)
What if you knew, if only you knew
Deep in the earth (you can hear it)
Every new birth (don’t fear it)
Lift up your voice, lift up your voice
Words Make Me Wonder
© 2015/22 by Christopher Clymer Kurtz
ALBUM: Keep Me Around
Words make me wonder who I am
I was born when I was much younger
One day I’ll walk with a cane, sleep in my chair
I met the love of my life in the book of joy in a dream
She gives me refuge, adventure and peace
Rise and shine
Now we bloom in a garden of days
Where the weather wants to try on all of our clothes
And we live, as we live, in ways uniquely our own
Worth the Climb
© 2015/2020 by Christopher and Maria Clymer Kurtz
EP: Coffee & Cake
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