One Night Crush By: Christopher Bosca Verse Carolina, Memories of friends Springsteen was The reign-ing king We all headed south to The beach that year. Sun and the sea, and A tangle of hair Chorus My heart remembers that one night crush Hardly a kiss, not really much. My heart remembers that one night crush I remember Friends everywhere A big old house on stilts, Wood-smoke in the air. Firelight and the Stars above I could guess what you were Thinking of Chorus Bridge How did we miss it passing in the halls? Was it the homework, or That always boyfriend? A brilliant smile and a brush of your skin The names went first, And the faces faded next Verse Carolina, Memories of friends Now it’s all gone and you’re married with kids I hardly even wonder what might have been. But do you do, just like I sometimes do? Chorus/outro Do you remember, that one night crush? Just a kiss Not very much Do you remember that one Night crush? But does yours do, just like my Summer heart does? Do you remember, that one Night crush? Do you remember that one night crush?

The Hell I Done Christopher Bosca Verse My feet are on the floorboards Of the old wooden porch The grass and fields are wet with dew, Summer bugs are still up too Gravel rattles in my wheels Nothin’s how it ought to feel The motions of every day make me feel Dead as I drive away from that old homestead Verse No light from the window No comfort from it's glow I hit third gear as I cross the road I don’t know where to go Standing in the day’s first light I been awake all damned night Shield my eyes from the burning sun. Where’d I even find that old rusty gun? Chorus I feel the stubble of my beard Waitress talks, but I haven’t heard Hope you have a real fine day I think she’s asking if I’m OK This has not been a good Godforsaken day. - - - Wondering What the hell I've done? Verse- Instrumental Verse He was a big man in the county Took the team to states back in ‘90 Choices made years ago. All I did was work and keep my head low I was a man in the middle ever Since I as a kid But she loved me- or I thought she did How could it be that a guy like me, would end up on the run? Verse They’ll miss me down at the mill today Won’t call the house till the next I’d say How long was that going on? Had to be impulse gone wrong We didn’t argue, we didn’t fight, But walking in that room last night I never meant hurt anyone, not ‘till I saw Red, in a rage with an old rusty gun Chorus Shufflin’ around the Stop 'N Shop Eating candy bars and soda pop Guy there’s looking like he knows Telling me it's time to go. This has not been a good Godforsaken day. Wondering What the hell I done? Verse- Instrumental Outro My feet are on the floorboards Of the old wooden porch I'm standing there again Trying to hear what she is saying She's calling me back But then it’s all turning black. I’ll have to run or use the gun either way I'll die wondering what the hell I done. what the hell I done. what the hell I done.

Coast Road By Christopher Bosca verse Driving down that Old coast road So so long ago Little fishing towns Along the way That we passed by that day . Big grey clouds hangin’ Down to the ground but the Sun was Breakin’ through. And from way out on the that Point up there We looked back To where we’d been Chorus. Hesitation, Meditation Habits hold our lives At bay…. Find a course that you want To walk and Start off on your way. Don’t loose your say In the day-to-day. Verse Highway signs and Queen Ann’s lace The side of the road And the look on your face Chinese to go We’re back in the flow Melting into The dream Narrow staircase Bare wood on my feet You looking at me From out on the street Take me by the hand Pull my feet from the sand Oh God Don’t let me go Chorus/outro Time goes by…

Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day… Used Stuff By Christopher Bosca Verse Used Stuff in the corner That I have not quite thrown away. Is piling up around me Like dishes, dishes from yesterday. The time that I had Has mostly slipped away I held it in my fingers But I could not, could not make it stay Chorus: Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine “Till I looked around. looked around Oh… I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line. I was going along Every thing was fine ‘Till I looked around, looked around behind. Verse Has time caught up to me Or can I stand up to it all Try as I might, I still cant’ see Where the chips are, chips are ‘gonna fall. Now every day’s a race with time Not a minute to rest or lose Get something done before I’m gone Is all that’s left, all that’s left to choose. Chorus Bridge I will make it right I’m here to fight the fight I may be hurt but I’ll never give up “Til I’m six feet, six feet in the dirt. Verse Used stuff on the road I’ve walked Like litter in the ditch Thought I was doing alright Must have been some, been some Turn I missed Chorus/End Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gonna live another live another… Oh, I’m sinkin’ here Somebody throw me a line I’m going back to save what I can I’m gone live another, live another I’m going back to save what I can I’m going to live another, live another… Day…