The Birdhouse Presents, vol​.​1: The Housewarming

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    Recorded live at The Birdhouse in Philadelphia, PA on 06/19/2010. This album contains all songs performed that evening. (By the way, if you download the full album, there might be a few extras included).

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released July 26, 2010

Recorded by Tim Barnes, mixed and edited by Paul Burkhart

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The Birdhouse Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

We're a house in Philly. We have house shows. They are really good. We record them. We give away the recordings.

And there's a loose bird theme somewhere in there.

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Track Name: Paul Burkhart - In Short
i will not shower you with compliments and platitudes that you will both disbelieve and ignore.
i don't want to say what i know you've already heard countless times before.
i'll just tell you that talking first and hearing later

let me see that you are far imbued (and few imbibed) with qualities that do not meet the ear.
but rather, complexities, nuancities, and anxieties that made me (sincere . . .
ly) love jesus more to see artist and her craft

both live there in such a paradox and dissonance that i cannot seem to figure out,
but leaves me in silent awe as i revel in the glory of how deep one person can be throughout.
in short, it's beautiful. it's beautiful.
Track Name: Paul Burkhart - My Cali Girl?
My Cali Girl?

Oh, God, I knew it!!

Right when I stopped seeking
is right when I would find
the right one!
I mean, the right one? Because I don’t know . . .

First inductee into the club of my infatuation
So many years ago, but only for a time.
Shot down once, so I moved right along,
Losing closeness day by day, week by week, month by month
Class by class

But now you’re back-
But I thought you left!
Off to see the real sunset and the real ocean,
And the real you; but nonetheless.

Strange occurrences accompany this new reacquaintance:

Images of rings and white
and things so right
flood my conscious mind;
Images of laying and lying
And praying and dying
For You:

A face horizontal caressed by
sunlight slits through bedroom blinds
days, years after a honeymoon shared.
Counting wrinkles day by day
And counting sheep night by night
Beside you.

But the night is dark and hard to see
Are you the face that's been haunting me?
I strain my eyes, while confusion sets in,

And now you’re coming back, away from real sunsets, and real oceans,
The real you - Is it a sign?

Oh God, I don’t know it!
Track Name: Paul Burkhart - Poseidon/Calypso's Cave (Former Loves)
[end of "Poseidon"]
I am your refuge and strength,
a very present help in trouble.
Though the mountains be tossed into
the heart, of the sea

You will not fear.

You will need me. I will make it so.
So wake up, oh wake up Odysseus.
Wake up....

["Calypso's Cave"]

I’m up. I’m awake. I roll over. She’s not there.
My mind turns, to better days. Former loves before I fell away.
How far I’ve come - away from you.

Oh, there’s lover, across the sea.
I long to feel her breath upon my neck.
My body groans, my spirit aches
for redemption to come and to be joined to her

It’s here. He’s here. He’s sent someone to my aid.
She bargains well. He does better.
How far I’ve come - away from you.

Oh, there’s lover, across the sea.
I long to feel her breath upon my neck.
My body groans, my spirit aches
for redemption to come and to be joined to her

Calypso sings to me, trying to win me back
but I’ve seen outside the cave
Former loves will not do, shadows won’t satisfy
now that I’ve seen my unseen chains
A battle lies before, a battle for true love
I go now against the tide
I may fail or conquer, die or live,
but either way I’m yours.

Oh, there’s lover, across the sea.
I long to feel her breath upon my neck.
My body groans, my spirit aches
for redemption to come and to be joined to her
Track Name: Paul Burkhart - Limited Adornment
My left hand
rings out against the wine glass
Your reddish-hue
still burning upon the edge of yours.

A simple business meal
suddenly changes tone.

My hand receives
a gentle touch;
My ears receive
a simple proposition.

You want me to love you, and
I swear I do.
But not in the way you want.
The right to know me as one
is just for my bride alone-
the one whom I sealed upon my wrist

But I long for thee with a poet’s heart
but a poet’s words are never enough,
To express on paper, in verse or voice
just what’s going on inside.
So as a soldier will die for his nation alone
and a martyr for his cause.
So will a Lover give Himself
just for His Bride . . .
Track Name: Paul Burkhart - [Adoring in the Garden (An Interlude)]
[Adoring in the Garden (An Interlude)]

Instrumental...
Track Name: Paul Burkhart - Bad Romance (Lady GaGa cover)
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love

I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love

I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and
All your lovers' revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love

I want your psycho
Your vertigo stare
Want you in my rear window
As long as you're there
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love

I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)
I want your love and
All your lovers' revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

I want your love and
I want your revenge
I want your love
I don't wanna be friends

I want your love and
I want your revenge
I want your love
I don't wanna be friends

I don't want to be friends...
I don't want to be friends...
I don't want to be friends...
Want your bad romance!

I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
I want your love and
All your lovers' revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Track Name: Chris Currie - Pilgrim Song
Pilgrim Song
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2009)

We finally made it here now
Down that long, dusty road
We had to drop a few bags along the way
We packed our lives into a truck
And then we headed up the coast
On fumes of gasoline and a little bit of faith

But the Lord had mercy on us
And we pulled into this town
And found a resting place where we could lay our heads
And there’s been food on the table
And even friends to gather ‘round
We’ve found our cup is overflowing in our hands

But it’s still not home

Now I look back on Georgia
And the twenty-seven years
I spent just trying to find a way out of town
How I dreamed of the horizon
And the endless, two-lane road
And all the promises that lay just farther down

So I took off down the highway
Left the foothills and the pines
For greener pastures somewhere up around the bend
But I guess that red dirt’s in my blood
It somehow got under my skin
And now the roots I never thought I had are aching for the land

Of my home

Well maybe I’m just another pilgrim on the road
Or maybe I’m in exile and never coming home
I never thought I’d be here, never dreamed of looking back
But what can we see anyway, except what’s already past?

Now I wonder just how hard
Could be the pavement of the streets
Of this city they call Brotherly Love
As hard as all the stony faces,
Lined with history and pain,
I see every time I bother to look up

Could we sink our roots down here
Could we make this place our home
Or would we always be just strangers in their midst?
And how long will we keep looking
Even farther up the road
For that promised land where we say “This is it -

We’ve found our home”

Well maybe I’m just another pilgrim on the road
And maybe I’m in exile, but I’m pressing toward my home
And though I can’t see clearly now, I’m not looking back
I’ll see you on the other side, when we find home at last
Track Name: Chris Currie - Brother
Brother
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2007)

Oh my brother, don’t you fall away.
Don’t wander off too far. Don’t forget your family name.
Now, supper’s on the table; if you’re coming we will wait.
Been so long since we’ve seen you - we always save your place.
So, if you come upon an old familiar road
That you traveled long ago,
Maybe you should take it
And make your way back home.

Oh my brother, please remember me.
Always following behind you, always nipping at your heels
Well, I’ve grown up in your shadow, and I’ve rested in your shade
But in your absence there’s a darkness that I really can’t explain
And I pray the sun is shining on your face
With a full wind in your sails
To hasten you on
And bring you safely back on your way.

Oh my brother, I remember when
We were wrestling as children and sometimes you’d let me win
Or I’d get into trouble, and you would take the fall
But now you’re falling on your own somewhere
And too proud to call
But I’d pay the charges if you’d let me share your pain
I’d throw myself down on the tracks
Of your runaway train
For you, my brother, I’d do just about anything.

Oh my brother, how I love you so
You taught me probably more than half of everything I know.
But now you’ve squandered your inheritance
With everything you’ve earned
You’re a prodigal, out on your own
Every bridge you crossed you burned
But I’d cross the canyon and climb the other side,
Calling out your name
‘Cause supper’s on the table and without you,
It’s not the same.
Track Name: Chris Currie - Fool's Gold
Fools’ Gold
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2005)

Hey, man, where you going?
What you thinking? Why you running away?
Don’t you think that we’ve got a good thing going?
Don’t you want to see where we can take it?
Or have you gone and lost your faith?
Don’t you believe anymore that we can make it?
Don’t you want to shoot for the stars for heaven’s sake?

Listen here, don’t you know what you’d be leaving?
I believe I could find a reason to keep you
On the road with your name in the neon lights
Living town to town, living night to night
We could do it all on our own time
And if we take a closer look, we’ll find
We’re sitting on a goldmine
We may never get a chance like this
In another thousand lifetimes

Chorus
I said, “I know the wide road looks bright.
And all the lights are green and so it seems
That everything is just right.
But that highway’s just too fast –
I think I’ll take the back roads
And I won’t live out my days
Searching for fools’ gold.”

How can you look at us and say
You’d rather give it up than keep it
Never wake the giant – just let him sleep
Never face the music – just run away?
Whatever happened to your faith?
Is it lost and gone forever
Or did you put it in a new place?
I said, “I never put it anywhere.
The wind just swept it up one day.”

Chorus
Track Name: Chris Currie - Not Wasting Time
Not Wasting Time
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2002)

It’s time to jumpstart this party, wage a war on the authority of society’s majority that’s harboring a pejorative underestimation of our predestination to fall flat on our faces in this cage of moderation that they lay at our feet in the street. If you can’t see it, you’re knee deep in the snare, sitting there in your chair. Get up! Get your share of today. Tear away. Anywhere that they say you should be - stay away. ‘Cause believe it or not, believers have got to be walking around in a world that’s not known to be receptive, but deceptive except for several agents of another world, aliens to this underworld - strangers to a fallen world, making way for the maker of a better world. Take me to another world, making me a stranger no more, estranging me from the war.

Chorus:
No, no, no, no, no… I’m not wasting my time.

To the pilgrims, why don’t you come to the feast and eat the beast just to get out of the storm for a piece. Now grace and peace be to the people who are seeking to see, believing to be beneath the bloody nails in the tree as they wander the street and greet the people they meet. Beneath their feet the fire’s screaming but they can’t even feel it ‘cause they’re wearing the shield. They know their covenant’s sealed by the blood of the sweetest, prettiest lamb in the field. And they know it’s real and they feel like they’re stealing home. You know however low you go that you can always go home. Like in the letter to Rome or in the book of the poems – it shows we’re so below zero on the totem pole, you know, we’re holding onto perfection, walking another direction. Just a suggestion, give this section your undivided attention.

Chorus

Out of the shadows (as are all our days on the earth). It’s worth its weight in gold to wait and hold to promises perfect. A servant who deserves no mercy but persecution and sentence, on his knees in repentance for evil lurking within him, is turning and walking a road (he doesn’t know where it goes). He just follows and knows somebody is calling him home. All roads are leading to Rome except for this one he’s on. He’s a stranger out of danger of the wages of wrong. And this world of hurting, perverted, deserting, should never unnerve the unworthy who burn in a needing to serve he who never deserts the person in need who believes in the word of the architect. Let me genuflect in your general direction. Let me introspectively self-inspect - redirect my steps. Resurrect in me a need to be at rest in the peace that freely reigns over nations in patience, waiting so plainly stating the way to be safe from the crazy games that they’re playing. I’m saying, stranger, it’s raining but don’t dismay ‘cause it’s changing. The ancient of days is reigning, taking names and he’s saying –

Chorus
Track Name: Chris Currie - They Say
They Say
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2002)

They say she kisses just like Judas
They say she’ll turn your heart to stone
They say she’ll leave you with the weight of the world
Hanging on your bones

They say her story’s always changing
She sings a siren’s song
They say she’ll have you chasing everything
That you’ve had all along

Chorus
They say, they say
You must be crazy to chase a girl like that
(repeat)

Well I’ve been looking for a little mischief
They said I’d find a little pain
They said she’d hang me out to dry
And leave me standing in the rain

They say she’ll open up a world
That revolves around dispair
They say she’ll wine and dine your hopes
And then vanish in thin air

Chorus
…well I am

They say I never learn my lesson
They say someday I will see
That everything they told me of
Will surely come to be

They say I never listen
They say I will get what’s due
They say they knew my life was over
When she first walked in the room

But she just makes me feel alright (x12)

Chorus
… well I am.
Track Name: Chris Currie - Going Home
Going Home
Words & Music: Chris Currie (2002)

I remember thinking
I’d have to keep my eyes open
Just a little longer
So I can look at your face
And lock it up inside my mind
So anytime I close my eyes
I can call you back to life

Pre-chorus:
But now I’m driving toward you
And I can see you in mind
Clear as day
You’re waiting for me
As I have waited for you for so long
Waiting for this day
Waiting for this moment

Chorus:
When all my life
My roots have run deep
In this Georgia red clay
But right now as I leave this place
I’m going to you
And it feels like I’m going home

I never guessed
It could have been this hard
To say goodbye
It always seemed a lifetime away
But when that day came
It seemed to last a lifetime
Another lifetime until I see you again

Pre-chorus

Chorus
Track Name: Ally Leedy - Make Me A Pallet on the Floor (Gillian Welch cover)
Make me down a pallet on your floor make me down a pallet on your floor
make me down a pallet soft and low when I'm broke and I got no place to go

I've been hanging round with good time friends of mine
oh I've been hanging round with those good time friends of mine,
oh they treat me very nice and kind when I've got a dollar and a dime

we're in the blues honey everywhere I see oh we're in blues everywhere I see
we're in the blues honey everywhere I see cause no one's ever had the blues like me

the way I'm sleeping my back and shoulders tired, the way I'm sleeping my back and shoulders tired
come tomorrow I'll be satisfied if I can catch that fast train and ride

So make me down a pallet on your floor make me down a pallete on your floor
make me down a pallet soft and low when I'm broke and I got no place to go
Track Name: Ally Leedy - Trompe l'oeil
"I spend my days in cathedrals stepping on pin needles oh what a life oh what a life
You send me smokey confusion trompe l'oiel illusions and you make me think twice you make me think twice
now I 'm lying in the grass fingers still clasped, lying in the grass my fingers still clasped from you

I spend my days on city buses weaving in and out of corruption so I close my eyes I just close my eyes
you give me glimpses of bello compassato but you still can't make an offer so I close my eyes I just close my eyes
now I'm lying the square full of tangles and tears from you now I'm lying in the square full of tangles and tears from you

We travel and we travel but we still seem to unravel so we close our eyes we just close our eyes
we travel and we travel but we still seem to unravel oh what a life, don't close your eyes

If your lying in the grass fingers still clasped
to all those lying in the square full of tangles and tears
to all those lying in their beds ghosts filling their heads
lying in your bed but tomorrow will be new
Track Name: Ally Leedy - Floating Window Seat
I'm lost in a distant land and I don't really know where I am
I turn the corner and I round the bend and take a look out my window again

I watch the people as they pass me by and all the questions are ceased inside
so many faces and different names but somehow they all sound the same

And its all falling down like drops of water into the sod and clay
And we try to catch these moments as there passing ther'e just slipping away
and so I'll wait anticipate and so I wait anticipate because there is more of you"

And its all falling down like drops of water into the sod and clay
And we try to catch these moments as there passing ther'e just slipping away
and so I'll wait anticipate and so I wait anticipate because there is more of you