Beneath the Surface

by Hawker Roam

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releases January 1, 2018

Shawn Homer- Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Keys, percussion
Bruce Kirby- Drums
Arik Parker- Bass (3 & 10)
Greg Wurm- Keys (10)
Bj Homer- Piano (3 & 12)
Rachel Ruff- Background Vocals (3 & 8)
Jordan Bianucci- Backing Vocals (4 & 9)

Produced mixed and Mastered by Shawn Homer & Bruce Kirby at Boho Digitalia.

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Track Name: Young Beginnings
The rope around my neck
a sharp and fickle thing
though in its young beginnings
was just a simple string

I could have cut it so easy
but back then I didn't mind
I feel my air now its straining
and I don't know how I'm gonna get by
no I don't know how I'm gonna get by
no I don't know how I'm gonna get by
I just don't know how I'm gonna survive
Track Name: For War and Rage
The rivers dry so lets go swimming
splashing puddles on our legs and on our feet
the suns come out the trees they wither
so lets burn them to the ground while we still can

Beat the drums and dance for rain
pound your feet upon the dirt and yell your praise
turn the page then tear it clean
then throw it in the drought tonight at dawn

The beasts are singing praises to the vessels
then we shoot them with those pointed things we made
don’t worry little ones we don’t abuse them
we throw what we don’t use back in the bay

Orion’s belt it shines above us
holding up his skinny frame as we glare on
the milky way it mocks this place
so we prepare for war and for rage

Head dressed and daggered
fattest in the front will guard the herd
on this night we fight to live or die
to satisfy our greed for blood and lucre

The beasts are singing praises to the vessels
then we shoot them with those pointed things we made
don’t worry little ones we don’t abuse them
we throw what we don’t use back in the bay

(solo)

The trail of bones agitates my feet
our ancestral road the oasis we never once have found
my mind grows weak my body still
and Mother Earth with me weeps silently
Track Name: A Screenplay Ending
Its the flicker on the television
its the darkness in the hall
its the bottles on the floor smashed and broken
its the twenty missed phone calls

Its the letter she’d just written
its the bullet in the gun
its the will to live no longer in her
its the end of whats to come

——

They got the call on Tuesday
said there’s been a body found
and like the ending of a screenplay
in a dark room in her wedding gown

Weren’t many at the service
just the families of the two
dressed in black and veiled faces
they looked on as loved ones do

…and down she goes

He found the written letter
said she couldn't live no more
without her friend, lover her soldier
who died a hero in the war

Well there’d been a misunderstanding
and he’d just made his way back home
he wanted to surprise her with some roses
but now like him they wilt alone

——

They got the call on Monday
said there’s been a body found
and like the ending of a screenplay
another soldier heaven bound

Found grasping a wrinkled paper
said he’d fallen in the war
they found him lying on the same couch
they found his lover the week before
…and down he goes

Its the flicker of the television
its the darkness in the room
its the dead and wilted flowers in an empty vase
that set the scene and cue the tune
Track Name: Legends & Fables
A civil war
of two different factions
Split at the seams
by belligerent actions

Commander-In-Chief
at the head of the table
Emphatically speaks
of legends and fables

There’s a cancer reeking havoc
and the cure’s long past over due

A grand divorce
a people divided
torn from the arms
of a country united

Commander-In-Chief
at the end of the table
a land he’s bequeathed
of legends and fables

There’s a call for retribution
well my friends its up to you

——

A simple war
of two different cultures
watched from above
by political vultures

Commander-In-Chief
so steady and stable
as now it begins
his legends and fables

There’s a cancer reeking havoc
and the cure’s long past over due

A fracturing force
a cry from the people
flee from their homes
towards crosses and steeples
Commander-In-Chief
so ready and able
to free all who believe
in his legends and fables

There’s a cancer reeking havoc
and the cure’s long past over due
There’s a call for revolution
well my friends its up to you
Track Name: Of Lives Lived and Died
We landed on Betio, Tarawa atoll
In the fighting Second, but the third wave in on our Higgins Boat
The Coxswain was a coward and wouldn’t take us in
till his forehead met the pistol of Bulldog Harrington

I soon found myself beside a pier bullets blazing by
bodies of my brothers floating in the tide
Wounded taking shelter between the pilings underneath
as I helped the corpsman and the doctors give the men relief

And all too familiar, but once not at all
overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall
decay on the beachfront a gross mockery
of lives lived and died so you and I and other can be free

The mortar shell that landed between me and another man
upon the pier it took his life without the comfort of Gods hand
I heard a banty rooster cluck as though just another day
guess you have to lose a life or limb to earn a soldiers pay

My dungaree discarded, to do a Quartermasters job
white shirt shining in the moonlit night but saved by the grace of God
Snipers shooting at me from Amtraks broken on the sand
as I directed the unloading of fresh supplies and nervous man

And all too familiar, but once not at all
overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall
decay on the beachfront a gross mockery
of lives lived and died so you and I and other can be free

I turned towards the sound of the bugle playing “To the Colors”
as I saw them raise Old Glory, I saluted to my fallen brothers
I couldn’t help but think of home and the loved ones left behind
and all the crosses on those grassy fields where courage never dies!

And all too familiar, but once not at all
overwhelmed by the odor of a realized befall
decay on the beachfront a gross mockery
of lives lived and died so you and I and other can be free
Track Name: Your Machiavellian Dream
You opened the wrong door but now its the right one
You never been to war, but you’d like to fight one
Some day, One day
You’ve got a problem you just can't figure
Make a big stink and now you’re a hero
For your brave deeds
Grab a blanket wrap it tightly around you
God forbid you feel a bit uncomfortable
In this world, In your skin
Paint a picture of all your sorrows
Play the victim to the Kakistocracy
You’ll be free, you’ll be free
Track Name: Ballad of a Lost Soul
I kicked against the pricks
I was poisoned by degrees
Am I hopeless…
for any inner peace of mind?
Its hard to find…
Oh Father, Oh Father, Oh Father
Oh Father… Please Rescue me!
Track Name: (Please) Rescue Me
I climbed the highest mountain to be free
but the wind and the rain and the clouds
came down on me!

I walked the lowest valley so I could see
but the sun and the moon and the stars
starred mockingly!

Oh Father, I'm on my knees
Oh Father, please rescue me!

——

I saw the city lights from a far
and all the noise and the smog and the guns
stayed as they are!

I watched the ocean tide rise and fall
and the boats and the vessels in anchor
were taken all!

Oh Father, can you hear my plea
Oh Father Father Father please rescue me!

Bridge

——

Oh father, Hear my plea
Oh Father Father Father please rescue me!
Track Name: The Man Behind the Mask
I have wandered through the barren drought of this no man’s desert land
Between the borders of these towering dunes I’ve built my kingdom in the sand
Buzzards circle overhead now my feathered flying friends
They have followed me for miles as I’ve tried to make amends

I stumble in the burning heat of the ever present sun
Through the valleys of forsaken lands my blistered feet succumb
Now I crawl upon my knees my hands pulling me along
As my mind begins to drift to a lonely desert song

I’m the man behind the mask
I’m the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I’m the man behind the mask
Fading fast

There’s a river flowing through my head but I cannot find the source
There’s a pain erupting deep inside and it’s taking me off course
I see off in the distance an oasis full of dreams
But I have wandered through this wasted land and followed different streams

I’m the man behind the mask
I’m the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I’m the man behind the mask
Fading fast

The mirage it seems much closer
Than it ever has before
But by instinct with an outstretched hand
I slowly closed the door
The facade is growing thicker
And now even I believe
There’s a highway in the desert
And I have been deceived

I’m the man behind the mask
I’m the final drop at the bottom of the flask
I’m the man behind the mask
Fading fast

…and I’m the man behind the mask
Track Name: The Wanderer
Despite all the warnings I took to the currents and streams
To float what was left of my childhood memories and dreams

——

There’s no sign of rain but the storm clouds they hang over head
they mock with their grumbles and tell me I soon will be dead

Yet I wander I wander still
to find the illusion of things that I know to be real

The waters don’t flow like they used to, thats for sure
It happened so slowly like sunlight through a crack in the door

——

Stuck in the middle a canyon of shorelines surround
Upon this empty riverbed I walk upon this muddy ground

Yet I wander I wander still
just to find the illusion of things that I know to be real
Yes I wander I wander free
Cause despite what they say I must be the man that I’ll be

(Solo)

This journey has taken its toll
and just the shadow remains of the man that I used to know
but I wander, I wander still
with a hope that one day what I find is whats truly real
Track Name: From the Hands of a Friend
We saw the dust cloud rising in the far off desert plains
and we knew this was the end
the telltale signs were present but we chose not to believe
our betrayal’s from the hands of a friend

——

Their shadows of derision were cast upon the ground
as we looked them in the eyes
a masquerade of colors on a medium of skin
to convolute their lies

——

We rolled our dice of reason, our antithesis of rage
yet to them its all a game
Now we’re refugees if nothing else in our fatherland
and they told us we’re the only ones to blame

——

Entrenched in our belief that we’ve done nothing wrong
we continue preparations for a fight
but still the thought it lingers in the forefront of my mind
that maybe our enemies are right

(Outro)
Track Name: Beneath the Surface
…and my eyes, they hurt to stay open
and my mind, so deprived
In the darkness, so carefully wandering
but still I cannot find it anymore

——

My voice, I feel it slowly fading
Deeper, Deeper still
but glimpses come up to the surface
and theres hope that one day, I will

It eludes me, like a lover
it abuses constantly
it tugs at my heartstrings
and I hate it
but in the end, in comforts me
comforts me

Fighting, for the finish
self-doubt upon my heels
its the finish, not perfection
its the finish, not perfection here.