Time Out Session #1

Original Song Lyrics

BMI - Savage Kitten Publishing

Wildfire

(Written by Sav Buist, Katie Larson, and Kim Richey)

Ivy climbs the walls and nestles in the brick
Sparrow builds a nest above the front door
The newest heartache’s on the radio again
No one’s listening anymore

On Independence Day we were driving through the hills
We were on our way to Bozeman
The reds and blues of fireworks in backyards lit the sky
We were so much greener then

Who knew we were drunk on borrowed time?

Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire?

In late September we had just moved into town
We were on a mission, lost and broke
Just as all the pieces started falling into place
All our plans went up in smoke

Who knew we were drunk on borrowed time?

Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire?

Ivy climbs the walls and nestles in the brick
Sparrow builds a nest above the front door
And over time the wildflowers find a way to bloom
Where only ashes were before

Who knew we were drunk on borrowed time?

Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire, who knew we were
Waiting on a wildfire?

Anyway

(written by Sav Buist, Katie Larson, and Tom Paxton)

Spread the news, breathe it in
We’re at a point we’ve never been
I can’t say we’ll be okay
We’ll just have to take it day by day

I’m afraid of what we’ve made
It’s a consequence of silence, there’s no beauty in the violence
Daybreak, I lie awake
It’s just another sunrise, it’s just another sunrise anyway

Open blinds, shuttered minds
We’re living in the strangest times
I won’t lie, I’m terrified
We look across a great divide

I’m afraid of what we’ve made
It’s a consequence of silence, there’s no beauty in the violence
Daybreak, I lie awake
It’s just another sunrise, it’s just another sunrise anyway

All I am is what you see, this is all that I can be
It comes down to you and me today

I’m afraid of what we’ve made
It’s a consequence of silence, there’s no beauty in the violence
Daybreak, I lie awake
It’s just another sunrise, it’s just another sunrise anyway

Might As Well Be Gold

(written by Sav Buist, Katie Larson, and Maia Sharp)

No, we don’t have a big place
We’re living in a suitcase, waiting out the storm
Yeah, the pipes are freezing over
It’s only getting colder, but we’ve been keeping warm

Cause look at what we have, we get diamonds
Out of broken glass, it’s just like us
All that we can hold are bits and pieces
Might as well be gold shining in the dust

Yeah, the house is full of memories
All the anniversaries of people come and gone
No, we don’t have to hide them,
We learn to live beside them, we learn to carry on

Cause look at what we have, we get diamonds
Out of broken glass, it’s just like us
All that we can hold are bits and pieces
Might as well be gold shining in the dust

Your sister’s on the phone, and I know how the conversation goes
I see it in your eyes, she could find a thorn in any rose

No, it’s not up to her to measure
If it’s trash or if it’s treasure, if it’s real or just a dream

Cause look at what we have, we get diamonds
Out of broken glass, it’s just like us
All that we can hold are bits and pieces
Might as well be gold shining in the dust, might as well be gold shining in the dust,
Might as well be gold

Night Train

(written by Sav Buist, Katie Larson, and Dar Williams)

The sun was a half dollar coin in the November sky

The porter, he helped me to drag my old suitcase inside

My friends shook their heads and said it was faster to fly

But every compatriot climbing on after had all made the same choice as mine

I’m on the night train, see this land for a change

Gardens in the backyards, a far mountain range

I’m taking my time, I’ll stay on this line to the end of the track

and watch the sun rise, maybe two or three times before I come back

From breadlines to cafes, the buildings have worn over time

For every American dreamer, a mountain to climb

Orchards and fields and the harvest from April to frost

Men forging steel into bridges their children would cross

The rusty old combines and factories rose from the past

And history fell in the shadows that each of them cast

From Memphis to Denver I thought of my grandmother’s hands

Pressing that fifty cent piece in my palm saying “Take this as far as you can”

I’m on the night train, see this land for a change

Gardens in the backyards, a far mountain range

I’m taking my time, I’ll stay on this line to the end of the track

and watch the sun rise, maybe two or three times before I come back

My helpless uncertainty, let it slide off of me

Hope in the city streets shiny and hungry

One with each other, the daughters the mothers

The good and the evil are just regular people

Deep down I know I’m still fanning the flames just by

Trying to find the right person to blame

Cause it’s easier putting a face to your fear than a name

The half dollar coin in the sky shines with Kennedy’s call

A cold war continues but now it’s inside of us all

Silence surrounds us, we’re waiting for morning to come

The train is still rolling, the bridge is still holding, and there is still work to be done

I’m on the night train, the skyline in sight

We’re passing the salvage yard, into the morning light

I’m taking my time, this country of mine, we’ll get it on track

We’ll watch the sun rise maybe two or three times as we come back

All Shall Be Well

(Written by Sav Buist, Katie Larson, Mary Gauthier, and Jaimee Harris)