ATLANTIC LYRICS

This World Is A Dangerous Place
Written by Ben Glover & Rod Picott (From the album ATLANTIC)


Fire on the water
Nails in the road
Dogs in the distance
A lie somebody told

This world is a dangerous place
This world is a dangerous place

Bottle on the floorboard
Gasoline in the air
Sundress torn and tattered
Long forgotten prayers

If you walk out on the wire you may fall
Go spinning through the darkness
You might never land at all

This world is a dangerous place
This world is a dangerous place
This world is a dangerous place
This world is a dangerous place

In a motel room she lit a cigarette
I watched her smoked it down to the end
Outside the rain was falling like the damn rain might
Never get to fall again 

 

Oh Soul
Written by Ben Glover & Mary Gauthier. (From the album ATLANTIC)

Black clouds blow ‘cross a blustery sky
Black clouds blow ‘cross a blustery sky
South of Highway 7 all alone crying
Oh soul I sold you away

When you sell your soul it opens a deep dark hole
When you sell your soul it opens a deep dark hole
Drink'll leave you thirsty, fire will leave you cold
Oh soul I sold you away

Oh my soul I sold you away
Oh my soul I sold you away
Oh my soul I sold you away
Oh soul I sold you away

It started with desire’s sweet soft kiss
It started with desire’s sweet soft kiss
It ended in an alley with my face against a fist
Oh soul I sold you away

Oh my soul...

Redemption redemption return my soul to me
Redemption redemption return my soul to me
A body’s but a prison when your soul’s a refugee
Oh soul I sold you away

Oh my soul..

I’m going down to Greenwood to get down on my knees
Going down to Greenwood to get down on my knees
By Robert Johnson’s grave pray my soul back to me
Oh soul I sold you away

Oh my soul... 

 

Too Long Gone

Written by Ben Glover & Mary Gauthier (From the album ATLANTIC)

Clouds roll in gun smoke grey
Thunder in the distance headed this way
Squirrel hole in the roof, hear ‘em scream 'n’ fight
Saw a snake crawling out of that hole last night
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I’ve been frozen like a ghost in chains 

Snakes in the attic, rocks in the rain
I knew I couldn’t trust you when I let you in my home
Any fool can see that I been gone too long


Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, all I know is I been gone too long


Shoulda said what I was thinking, shoulda seen the things I saw
Shoulda never let you steal from me, should a’ called the law
There's poison in the whiskey, weakness in the strong
Violence in the silence, I been gone too gone

Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, too long gone
Been too long gone, all I know is I been gone too long

 

 

 

True Love's Breaking My Heart

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard (From the album ATLANTIC)

True love’s breaking my heart
True love’s breaking my heart
I thought it was nothin' but that nothin' is breaking my heart

She crept up so quiet she did
She crept up so quiet she did
Without a warning she crept up so quiet she did

Better watch where I'm stepping
Cause I'm stepping right into a hole
Better be careful or it'll be too late 'fore I know

I was doing just fine before
I was doing just fine before
Not thinking bout no one I was doing just fine before


Better watch where I'm stepping
Cause I'm stepping right into a hole
Better be careful or it'll be too late 'fore I know

I rambled those highways for sure
I rambled those highways for sure
Then that good girl got me, she got me for sure

True love’s breaking my heart
True love’s breaking my heart
I thought it was nothin' but that nothin's breaking my heart
Yeah, I thought it was nothin' but that nothin's breaking my heart

 

Prisoner

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard (From the album ATLANTIC)

She, she told me
She hid the gun in the potter's field
Covered it in delta mud
Underneath the pecan tree
She drew a map
On my hand with a red ink pen
Said 'Meet me here in the parking lot
Don’t say a word, I swear to God’

Oh my lord oh my lord....
Forgive me
Oh my lord oh my lord...
I'm a prisoner of my history

Drive, like a hurricane
Down 61, don't look back
Thunder in the blood
Lightning on the track
Past Hollandale
And Rolling Fork to that roadway inn
Worn out like a suitcase
Couldn't pack enough to save my skin

Oh my lord oh my lord....
Forgive me
Oh my lord oh my lord...
I'm a prisoner of my history

Sirens on Main Street
Outside the room while she sleeps
Crushed like a dixie cup
Are the promises I can't keep 

Oh my lord oh my lord....
Forgive me
Oh my lord oh my lord...
I'm a prisoner of my history

 

 

 

Blackbirds
Written by Ben Glover & Gretchen Peters (From the album ATLANTIC)


The blackbirds came at dusk and they roosted in the cane
Raised such a ruckus that it shook my windowpane
And I'm covered up in dirt and I stink of kerosene
No matter what I do I can't get clean

Last thing I remember was your footsteps in the hall
Whiskey in your voice and a shotgun on the wall
Now there's shadows in the shadows, there’s trouble in the cane
There's things you do that you just can't explain

Chorus:
Uneasy lies the head, unfaithful is the heart
Ungrateful and unlucky and untrue
And no one saw me coming, and no one saw me go
Only the blackbirds and you

Come harvest in the cane fields the sky turns black with smoke
So you took our father’s gun and a heavy piece of rope
I left you lying there like rotten fruit upon the ground
I lit a torch and burned the whole thing down

Chorus

Our father was a farmer he planted fields of cane
He planted seeds of evil, we harvested the shame
I’m the last one standing there’s no one left to tell
When it’s my time I’ll see you both in hell 

 

The Mississippi Turns Blue

Written by Ben Glover & Gretchen Peters (From the album ATLANTIC)

Heartbeats, back streets
Cool between your linen sheets
Pull me down on clouds of white
Curtains of calico
Honey let's just keep 'em closed
You're going to make me curse the morning light

Whoaa-ooh
Whoaa-ooh
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than to lay right here with you
Til the moon turns gold
And the Mississippi turns blue

River, highway
Always had my getaway
Girl they just don’t call me like before
Sun's up I don't care
Just hold me in your easy chair
Honey gonna leave my boots by the door

Whoaa-ooh
Whoaa-ooh
And there's nothing I'd rather do
Than to lay right here with you
Til the moon turns gold
And the Mississippi turns blue

Whoaa-ooh
Whoaa-ooh
There's nothing I'd rather do
Than to lay right here with you
Til the moon turns gold
And the Mississippi turns blue

 

 

Take And Pay

Written by Ben Glover & Mary Gauthier (From the album ATLANTIC)

Babylon and Sodom fell, Judas ended up in hell
I traded my truth for lies
Dry bones, ash and stone, wasteland, all alone
I lay under a greasy sky
Hog-tied to a crutch, tangled up, out of touch
Crippled by desire
Seduced by debauchery, thinking I was getting free
The beast howled from the fire

Take and pay
Take and pay

I've seen barbed wire behind grins, blood on the back steps
Vanity, deceit and death
I feasted in that wilderness till I had nothing left
Buzzards blackened up my breath
Played shell games, talked low, in the penthouse on skid row
Saw serpents swinging from the trees
Til I woke up in free fall, now I’m learning how to crawl
And work my way back to my knees

Take and pay
Take and pay


I grew tired of hearing my own moans,
We all come from broken homes
Covered scars, regrets and dust
My greed and pride burned a hole
Lust devoured my soul
I couldn't bear the light of love
I sung my victim’s song, got all puffed up with right and wrong
As my eyes and my heart grew dim
If the devil did exist and we gave him just one wish
He’d want us to feel sorry for him 

Take and pay
Take and pay

 



How Much Longer Can We Bend?

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard (From the album ATLANTIC)

Holy water, August Sunday
I say a prayer for you
Lost in Memphis neath the wreckage of a
Broken city flu

How long can we live with our mistakes?
How long can we scream each others name?
How long if we aint got what it takes?
How much longer can we bend before we break?

Weeds cracking through the pavement
I try to catch my breath
Along the banks the smell of the river
heavy like our steps

How long can we live with our regret?
How long til these horses come to rest?
How long if we aint got what it takes?
How much longer can we bend before we break?

Bridge:
Hold me close into this night
While the streets and stars collide
We only have these seconds now
To live, to love, to fight

Perfect strangers wait together
Taxi’s coming soon


How long can we live with our mistakes?
How long can we scream each others name?
How long if we aint got what it takes?
How much longer can we bend before we break?
How much longer can we bend before we break?
How much longer can we bend before we break? 

 


Sing A Song Boys

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard (From the album ATLANTIC)

Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys sing I won't be long
Storm is passing, water's calm
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home

Oh my sister, oh my sister I'm coming home
Oh my sister, oh my sister I won't be long
Hold you up in my arms
Oh my sister, oh my sister I'm coming home

Lay me down upon the shore
Bury me in hallowed soil

We'll be together, we'll be together I'm coming home
We'll be together, we'll be together I won't be long
Let the fire burn into the dawn
We'll be together, we'll be together I'm coming home


Lay me down upon the shore
Bury me in hallowed soil

No more tears Ma, no more tears Ma I'm coming home
No more worries Da, no more worries Da I won't be long
Children laughing, the birds have flown
No more tears Ma, no more tears Ma I'm coming home

I’m coming home boys
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home
Sing a song boys, sing a song boys I'm coming home 

 


New Years Day

Written by Ben Glover & Neilson Hubbard (From the album ATLANTIC)

The New Year’s fireworks
Cracking in the distance
You lie sleeping
Beside me dreaming
New Years Day has come

New Year’s Parade
Marching on the TV
You lie smiling
Beside me waking
New Years Day has come

Hallelujah

New Years black dress 
Hanging off the mattress
You lie quiet
Naked and silent
New Year's Day has come 

Hallelujah

1 comment

  • Louise Camilleri Torm

    Louise Camilleri Torm Bristol, UK

    Hi Ben, I saw you in Birmingham with Mary and enjoyed your music so much. I've just listened to Atlantic and I love it, especially Blackbirds which, for me, echoes of Macbeth. You have a beautiful voice and I look forward to hearing more of your songs. Thank you.

    Hi Ben, I saw you in Birmingham with Mary and enjoyed your music so much. I've just listened to Atlantic and I love it, especially Blackbirds which, for me, echoes of Macbeth. You have a beautiful voice and I look forward to hearing more of your songs. Thank you.

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