Lyrics

WORRY STONE

Save your children. Forget your soul.

You've always been here, and you always will

It's mind over matter. I've got a Worry Stone.

Heads go crazy, tails you won't.

Are you sleeping? Or stone cold dead gone?

You ever get the feeling that something's wrong?

That's okay, I've got a Worry Stone.

Save your children from fear of home.

One minute they're here the next they're gone.

It's mind over matter. I've got a Worry Stone.

You shake in the darkness when you're alone.

Are you sleeping? Or stone cold dead gone?

You ever get the feeling that something's wrong?

That's okay I've got a Worry Stone.

                                                          Ian Hilmer

SUNNY DAY

I don't mind the weather, it is fine

but let's stay in all day

What does it matter? We've got something better

Than some old Sunny Day.

I want to look right into your eyes and whisper every cliche'

Anything to make you smile in that special way.

But I know we're just friends, but I thought I felt something just then.

Don't be so quick to understand. think it over a while.

Come on girl.

Well I've known you for some time. Yeah we've been through

everything. Watched each others lovers pass us by.

Yet here we still remain.

I want to tell you I love you, but I'm a little scared

I want to tell you I love you, but I don't want to make this seem

weird. Well,  I don't mind the weather, Hell let's just stay in all day

What does it matter. We both got something better than some old

Sunny Day.

                                                              Ian Hilmer

MID JULY'S WEATHER VANE

It was around mid July

The corn was standing about this high

You were on a swing

I remember perfectly, a slight wind blowing from the west

And your eyes were perfect. In the light of the sunset

Got a little cold at night. The rain was falling hard on the windows

and hard on the side of the house

So we stay inside

Put your fears in a hope chest stow 'em in the attic where you know

you'll forget and then I'll turn around like an old weather vane.

Hard to grasp one thing.

More crazy now than I've ever been

Trying to find my way back to you.

                                                              Ian Hilmer

PRIDE

Boxcars in railroad stations, he's been calling a home

Don't worry son you've got nowhere to go

 well, you're just like me

When you fall down, down to the ground, watching the blood

stain your jeans. You make amends and then you pretend that

it didn't hurt at all, man.

Streetlight don't make a city safe anymore

They just make it easier to steal

Headlight are screaming down the highway just out of town

do you think they've got some place to go?

Sunday night  movie. Tomorrow's the game

Maybe it will all work out in the end

Tell your Momma. you'll be late home again

You're out hanging downtown with your friends

                                                          Ian Hilmer