Marc Moss would certainly enjoy performing in person with Steve Black and Dave Meredith. It would be fun to get out of the studio and in front of an audience. “I love playing with those guys,” Moss admits.

Then he thinks about listeners in Norway.

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Should have tread more lightly
I didn’t stand a chance
There’s trouble in the tall grass
In a serpentine dance

Into the swamp I go
Treading soft and slow
Danger all around
Only two ways out
Copperhead or cottonmouth

Since the dawn of Eden
Temptations every day
Adam stands there clueless
Eve she takes the bait

For the love of beauty
I have crossed the line
Of the seven deadlies
Two or three are mine

Into the swamp I go
Treading soft and slow
Danger all around
Only two ways out
Copperhead or cottonmouth

When the angel flies away
The devil gets his due
Put aside your wicked ways
Or he’ll be coming soon for you

Only two ways out
Copperhead or cottonmouth

]]> https://wildturkeytunes.com/copperhead/feed/ 0 935 https://wildturkeytunes.com/next-to-nothing/ https://wildturkeytunes.com/next-to-nothing/#respond Thu, 01 Sep 2022 01:10:33 +0000 https://wildturkeytunes.com/?p=1014 Always racing in the fast lane
My life stuck in overdrive
Always looking for the next big fix
When will this need be satisfied

Why am I killing me
For some elusive dream
When all I really need is
Next to nothing

I saw the answer when I hit the wall
Time to quit the status quo
When you’re afraid you’re gonna lose it all
It’s time to turn and let it go

Why was I killing me
For someone else’s dream
When all I really need is
Next to nothing

Chasing after things I can’t afford
Always leaves me feeling poor
The truth be told I’ve seen it all
And I can tell you less is more

Why was I killing me
For someone else’s dream
When all I really need is
Next to nothing

Why was I killing me
For some elusive dream
All I really need is
Next to nothing

Next to nothing

Do you trust the sun will rise
You’ll find love while there’s still time
You’ll see heaven when you die
Your guess is good as mine

Gypsy wagons, crystal ball
Future glimpses in cards that fall
Preacher says you’ve gone astray
If he’s right, there’ll be hell to pay

Do you trust the sun will rise
You’ll find love while there’s still time
You’ll see heaven when you die
Your guess is good as mine

So clear a path, blaze a trail
Dare not be afraid to fail
‘Cause in the end all you can trust is
Ash to ash and dust to dust

Do you trust the sun will rise
You’ll find love while there’s still time
You’ll see heaven when you die
Your guess is good as mine

Spinning wheels, smoking house
Air from the north moves to the south
And with the breath of life we kiss the mouth
This winter morning

Ice encloses, clamped down shut like
Icy fingers on nails that grew too long since they’ve been cut
Razor sharp, they hang like laughing knives
As if to say “beware you fools”
‘Cause death is just a few degrees away

Spinning wheels, smoking house
Air from the north moves to the south
And with the breath of life we kiss the mouth
This winter morning

Evergreens begin to sway
but bow their branches low, away
Dare not speak
or disrupt the peace
This winter morning

As I look around, surveying all in my name
But I get the feeling I own nothing
This winter morning
I own nothing
This winter morning

Spinning wheels, smoking house
Air from the north moves to the south
And with the breath of life we kiss the mouth
This winter morning

Counting the years, the laughter and tears
The joy and the pain
Still holding on, still holding out
For more of the same

On Icarus wings some fall from the sky
There’s a price to be paid for flying too high
The brass ring was there, within my grasp
But the saddle was sweet so I let it pass
Just let me have more of the same

Counting the years, the laughter and tears
The joy and the pain
Still holding on, still holding out
For more of the same

Give me a walk in the warm summer rain
More of the laughter of children at play
Content to be loved and to give love away

Counting the years, the laughter and tears
The joy and the pain
Still holding on, still holding out
For more of the same

Stillwaters, been here forever
Run deep and never run dry
Stillwaters, you’re bound for the ocean
My life is but a ripple in time

In the days of a nation divided
Desperate souls found comfort here
I can still hear the echo of that passing train
Underground where the waters reign

Stillwaters, been here forever
Run deep and never run dry
Stillwaters, you’re bound for the ocean
My life is but a ripple in time

As the days are growing longer
I look out over the water
It surrounds the world like a mother’s love
Runs through the land like family blood

Stillwaters, been here forever
Run deep and never run dry
Stillwaters, you’re bound for the ocean
My life is but a ripple in time

In a trickle-down economy
What trickles down is the misery
Everybody got to pay the piper’s due
Except the chosen few

Now, look around and tell me it ain’t true
The chosen few don’t give a damn ‘bout you.

So the rich keep getting richer
They don’t care and they don’t bother
Just so long as they are doing well
The poor can go to hell

Well it’s just another episode
In the endless war on common folk
In time the many rise against the few
It ain’t nothing new

Look around and tell me it ain’t true
The chosen few don’t give a damn ‘bout you.

 If there’s justice in the afterlife
The common man will stand and fight
Hold the pearly gates and let all through
Except the chosen few

Now look again and tell me it ain’t true
They may be chosen
But there’s a whole lot more of you
It’s true
The piper’s coming soon
For his chosen few

Was a time used to dread
UFOs and walking dead
Wrong turns flashing lights
Strange noises in the night 

I’m not afraid of so much now
Long as I’m standing
The fall doesn’t scare me, no
It’s the landing

Couldn’t sleep when cash was tight
Bad love kept me up at night
Three checks beneath my bed
Pull the sheets over my head

Jagged rocks and broken glass
Dented head and busted ass
Scary heights falling men
Standing on the ledge again

Don’t fear so much now
Long as I’m standing
The fall doesn’t scare me
It’s the landing

The Great Wallenda took a step
Onto  a wire he’d soon regret
When the wind came and took him down
He became one with the ground

Don’t fear so much now
Long as I’m standing
The fall doesn’t scare me
It’s the landing

She sets me up and follows me like a chaser
She fills my cup and still I couldn’t taste her
There was a time we drank the wine

How could I forget you
How could I forget you

Spirits mix, they were strong and able
But in the end they drank us under the table
There was a time we crossed the line

How could I forget you
How could I forget you

Friends say “Move along”
I tell them they’re wrong

Can’t go back to the path of least resistance
Not for love or for lack of persistence
There was a time we missed the sign

How could I forget you
How could I forget you
How could I forget you

When I’m down, she comes up in conversations