The Rampart Sessions EP

When You Come to Me 
© 2011 Brant Lee Croucher

Oh the rain is coming down, a welcomed changing scene
The grass has been greener but it’s been a while since it’s been green.
As it’s tapping out a rhythm on a leaded window pane,
My mind is dancing through the gray sky to a song without a name

Sometimes I let go and I’m driving down that highway
Between the cedars and the oak trees, in and out of all their shadows
From the sun that is setting in a fall’s crispy breeze
And the future is endless it seems
When you come to me.

Now the streets are lined with gold cast from yellow Main Street lights
And the hustlers and the bustlers have faded with the night
There’s a breath that escapes me, a familiar old friend
One that left a long, long time ago, but still burns deep within

I guess it hasn’t been as easy as I hoped that it would be
And the wins don’t come as often as the many mercy pleas
There’s things I could do better and things I better do today
Hey, overall, I’m doing okay
Yeah overall, I’m doing okay

You Don’t Go Easy
© 2011 Brant Lee Croucher

Woke up in my clothes this morning
The boots you bought still on my feet
Called a friend to say I’m sorry for anything I might regret.

Pulled a towel from the clothes pile
Reminds me all that’s left undone
Let water wash away the evening while I wish away the sun.

You don’t go easy baby
No, not as easy as you came
You don’t go easy baby
No, you don’t go easy, today.

I spent some time with our old pictures
More like bookmarks for my mind.
And I’ll put ‘em back in that old boot box, someday
But I really need them tonight

States of Mind
Brant Lee Croucher © 2011

Maybe I’ll drive up to Seattle
Set a course across the cold Montana ground
Spend some time in an old log cabin
Get my mind right before I make town.

Maybe I’ll hitch a ride to California
Spend my time playing in the sunshine all day
Write a screen play, make a lot of money
Lose my mind and piss it all away.

Maybe I’ll jump a train to New England
Watch the seasons change into something I’ve never seen
Get an advanced degree from a nice university
Use my mind for something good one day.

Maybe I’ll just stay here and love you
It comes as easy as a fish floats in the sea
Fly to heaven with my Lucky Seven
If you don’t mind you’re where I want to be.
If you don’t mind, you’re where I want to be.

Joe
©2011 Brant Lee Croucher

I got a call from a friend today about another friend who’d passed away
I just said thanks man, I appreciate the call.
I couldn’t say we were the best of friends but he left a wife and was one of the better men I’d known
and I hung up feeling small.

I sat a while thinking about the time we’ve got, how we worry and want for what we’re not
And in the end, we’re so much more than all of these things.
Seemed pretty foolish to try and dismiss it so I vowed to myself that I’d never forget it
And I wrote these words that say just what I mean.

I swear by my life that I won’t wake another day
And take for granted the day that I’ve been given
I won’t waste them away or let my sorrows overstay
I’ve got blessing beyond every rhyme or reason
I’ve been given much more than anyone I know
And for that I guess I’d like to thank you, Joe.

I think about Joe every now and again and how we might have ended up better friends
And that memory keeps this feeling near and dear.
Every sunrise brings about another day that’s another chance to live your life in a way
That makes you proud, when your work is finished here.
I know Joe’s proud of all the work he finished here.

Old Denton Roads

Every Once In A While
© 2005 Brant Lee Croucher

Here you are again this morning
I swear I forgot you last night
Now I think about what used to be
Another round lost in this fight

Cause these days I don’t think about you
At least as far as you can tell
So don’t you think I do this often
You know, I’m really doing well

But every once in a while,
Every once in while
Your memory sneaks in and I’m upside down again
And there you are in the rain
Dancing, we were insane
And I miss your smile
Every once in a while

Can you tell me what this means?
You’re out of sight, but not my mind
Yeah there's reasons for everything
But it isn’t getting better with time

‘Cause every once in a while,
Every once in while
Your memory sneaks in and I’m upside down again
And there you are in the rain
Dancing, we were insane
Yeah I miss your smile
Every once in a while

Mostly, It's Missing You
© 2010 Brant Lee Croucher

Half drunk again, pretty proud of myself
Same jokes on hand for the same group of friends
Shots in the dark, 'til the lights send me home
Start a fight I can't win, try to stand but I...
Don't need to figure this out
I know what it's about

It's this half-drunk bottle of this have-to-drink whiskey
It's the same old bar scene always messing with me
but mostly, it's missing you

I'm to the point where I'm ready to break
I missed the forest again, I don't learn from my mistakes
Maybe you'll answer this time, but I know you won't
I should feel better by now, but baby I...
Don't need to figure this out
I know what it's about

It's this half-drunk bottle of this have-to-drink whiskey
It's the same old bar scene always messing with me
but mostly, it's missing you

There are choices you make
and you can't call them fate
Drink it all away
but you can't wipe the slate

With a half-drunk bottle of this have-to-drink whiskey
It's the same old bar scene that's always messing with me
but mostly, it's missing you.
oh and mostly, it's missing you.

California World Away
© 2005 Brant Lee Croucher

California’s a world away
If I leave tonight, it might take a few days
To make my way through the Western plains
I’d do it all to see your face again

I’m still living down on Westwood
Where they say move on and maybe I should
Still shooting 8-ball at The Tavern,
Mixing memories and double bourbon

You’re chasing dreams, you're not running away
I don’t give a damn what all the people say

California’s a world away
California’s a world away
I’d give anything for the words to make you stay
California’s a world away.

In your Culver City efficiency
Do you ever think back to what used to be
When you’re driving down that ocean boulevard
Do you miss the Sunday drives under the stars?

You’re chasing dreams, you're not running away
I don’t give a damn what anybody has to say

California’s a world away
California’s a world away
I’d give anything for the words to make you stay
California’s a world away.

California’s a world away
California’s a world away
I’d give anything for the words to make you stay
California’s a world away
California took my world away.

Texas Love Song
© 2010 Brant Lee Croucher

I know these back roads all to well
It's another ten miles down Highway 12
At the end of an old Ford truck gas tank
There's a green-eyed girl on a river bank

I was a city boy who was lost and found
singing songs in a Hill Country town
Stole a glimpse in a hot summer breeze
Of a love that would bring me to one knee

I couldn't stop staring, you couldn't stop smiling

And we took a leap, took a chance and jumped right in
If the water was cold we didn't notice it
Kiss me under the moonlight again
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand all night long
On that dance hall floor, the fire burned strong
Guess you could say we knew it all along
Another Texas love song

A girl, a truck, and an August night
Face to face in the dashboard light
Heart pounding like a Gulf Coast rain
Hands shaking like an old freight train

I asked you to be mine, you said "boy, it's about time"

And we took a leap, took a chance and jumped right in
If the water was cold we didn't notice it
Kiss me under the moonlight again
Cheek to cheek, hand in hand all night long
On that dance hall floor a fire burned strong
Guess you could say we knew it all along
It's another Texas love song

Four-Leaf Clover
© 2008 Brant Lee Croucher

Flash bulbs shine, it's time to smile
They're all watching us now
Beautiful, dressed in white
You look right into my eyes
And I can't tell you anything that you don't know

'Cause I'm full and I'm free
And I don't want for anything
My cup, it runs over
My sweet four-leaf clover

Babies cry, car pool rides
She grows up so fast now
She's packing up, heading out
Time to spread her wings and fly
And I can't tell her anything that she don't know

'Cause I'm full and I'm free
And I don't want for anything
My cup, it runs over
My sweet four-leaf clover

Front porch swing in the morning light
40 years of sunrises gone by
Just like back then, it is tonight
When you look into my eyes
I still can't tell you anything that you don't know

'Cause I'm full and I'm free
And I don't want for anything
My cup, it runs over
My sweet four-leaf clover
My sweet four-leaf clover

Doing Well
© 2005 Brant Lee Croucher

Crazy girl it's been so long
How you been? Same old song
Lately you’ve been on my mind

I heard you got a brand new place
God it’s good to see your face
These days I’m just passing time

Ive been running around on empty,
Falling down on my knees,
until I think I'm going to scream
Sleeping around don’t suit me
Drinking to drown's too easy
The rear-view mirror's full of dreams
But other than that I guess I'm doing well

Found a stranger, found a friend
Feeling guilty once again
I know the comfort isn’t real

Smoke-filled bars with empty smiles
Been my best friends for too long
Looking for some way to deal
(with how you make me feel)

Ive been running around on empty,
Falling down on my knees,
Until I think I'm going to scream
Sleeping around don’t suit me
Drinking to drown's too easy
Rear-view mirror's full of dreams
But other than that I guess I'm doing well

All these lies we told, all these dreams we've sold
Now we're left to play these games.
But there will come a day that I won't feel this way
And I won't remember your name

I'm still running around on empty
Falling down on my knees
Until I think I'm going to scream
Sleeping around don't suit me
Drinking to drown's too easy
The rear-view mirror's full of dreams
Other than that, I guess I'm doing well.

Let Me Love You
© 2008 Brant Lee Croucher

I don't need a Kirby mansion or thirteen cars
And I don't need to see my name in a boulevard of stars
I just want you here with me

I don't care if it's wrong, the consequences
Don't keep your heart locked in barbed-wire fences
Let it go and come with me
Let me love you, baby

Let your hair fall down on me
Let your blue eyes capture me
If I get lost, don't set me free
Let me love you, baby

When the sun comes up we'll head out to the coast
And lay a blanket down and watch the fishing boats
As the sun sets into the sea

And as the night turns black I'll hold you closer still
dancing to the waves and the whippoorwhill
Like I always dreamed it would be
And I'll love you, baby

Let your hair fall down on me
Let your blue eyes capture me
If I get lost, don't set me free
Let me love you, baby

Let your hair fall down on me
Let your blue eyes capture me
When I get lost, don't set me free
Let me love you, baby

Nothing's Fine
© 2005 Brant Lee Croucher

It's lonely highway, running from regret
There's nothing coming my way except the things I can’t forget
Finally found the bottom, finally pushed away
I can’t say that I’m real proud of the man I am today

And it’s a long way home tonight
And you’re on my mind for about the hundredth time
Maybe its old Denton roads or it’s the smell of the cold
Reminds me of your smile, suddenly I’m not fine
Baby, nothing’s fine.

Its always the same thing driving north on 35
Takes me back in a hurry to another place and time
Another Texas ball game, chance to reminisce
Another chance to think about everything I miss

And it’s a long way home tonight
And you’re on my mind for the hundredth time
Maybe its old Denton roads or it’s the smell of the cold
Reminds me of your smile, suddenly I’m not fine
Baby, nothing’s fine.

I’m not saying that I blame you, people fall apart
Its just crazy seeing you here, crazy you still have my heart

And it’s a long way home tonight
And you’re on my mind for the hundredth time
Maybe its old Denton roads or it’s the smell of the cold
Reminds me of your smile, suddenly I’m not fine
Nothing’s fine

Hold me close, let me go now
Let you go, I don't know how
How to lose you, now that's true
But you don't need me now do you?

It’s a long way home tonight
And you’re on my mind for the hundredth time
Maybe its old Denton roads or it’s the smell of the cold
Reminds me of your smile, suddenly I’m not fine
Nothing’s fine


Tennessee Moon
© 2009 Brant Lee Croucher

Hey New York, I’m calling you
Come on won’t you put me through?
It seems I’m missing my best friend

Come on what do you say
Let's take a late night aeroplane
I’m tired of banging my head
Dreaming under a Tennessee moon

We’ll go walking down Broadway
Listen to the dreamers play
And laugh at the times we were scared

Down by the Cumberland
I’ll reach for your hand again
And tell you how life could be
Oh my dream under the Tennessee Moon

Oh don’t wake me if it’s only a dream
Let me dream under the Tennessee moon

I’ll write you a song or two,
Sing til my face is blue,
Play til my fingers turn red,

We’ll dance to the radio,
Make love slow, slow
Later we’ll slip off to bed
And dream under a Tennessee moon

Oh don’t wake me if it’s only a dream
Let me dream under a Tennessee moon


That's a Lie

© 2008 Brant Lee Croucher

It doesn't matter much to me,
if you should stay or if you leave.
I'll let loose of your wild heart,
and with your freedom make your start.

Take your bags and board your plane.
Take your place in the fast-lane.
I don't have much else to say,
It's probably better off this way.
That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie

I don't drink most every night
Got no more demons left to fight
I took some time and I found me,
There's no place I'd rather be
That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie
That's a lie

As you watch your seasons change,
know I'm happy just the same

That's a lie.


Tough Act to Follow

© 2009 Brant Lee Croucher

I can see that look in your eyes,
smell the sweet perfume when you walk by
there's nothing I'd rather do

Than close this tab and hit the town
find some old back-roads and drive around
and spend the night dancing with you

But before we go you should know
My heart's trying to let go

Now I'm not saying that you can't change my mind
I'm not saying this hurt won't heal in time
I'm not saying that you can't heal this hollow
I'm just saying she's a tough act to follow

Well we've been dating for a month or two
And I've cast my share of smiles at you
Now you're asking 'bout our direction

Well I'm an old cliche with dreams of playing
And I got plenty of dues that I'm still paying
This distance is your protection

But before you go you should know
Girl, I'm trying to let go

I'm not saying that you can't change my mind
I'm not saying this hurt won't heal in time
I'm not saying that you can't heal this hollow
I'm just saying she's a tough act to follow

Memories take time to fade
It's getting easier every day

I'm not saying that you can't change my mind
I'm not saying this hurt won't heal in time
I'm not saying that you can't heal this hollow
I'm just saying she's a tough act to follow


Unconditionally
© 2008 Brant Lee Croucher

Don’t you want to know where I’ve been?
Don’t you want to know when I gave in?
Don’t you want to know about my scars?
Don’t you want to know I’ve gone too far?

Don’t you want to hear why I’m ashamed?
Don’t you want to hear why I’m to blame?
Don’t you want to hear my sad, sad song?
Don’t you want to hear the rights I’ve wronged?

But you don’t
You see through me
You see something that I don’t see
You don’t
You just love me
Unconditionally

Don’t you want to hear the ways I’ll hurt you?
Don’t you want to know I’ll disappoint you?
Don’t you want to hear the ways I’ll make you cry?
Don’t you want to know my darkest night?

But you don’t
You see through me
You see something that I don’t see
You don’t
You just love me
Unconditionally


Whiskey

© 2009 Brant Lee Croucher

I’ve had my share of lovers in my day
I’ve never had another that I could say
would ever hold a candle up to you

And I’ve fought all off for quite a while
danced back and forth in and out of denial
It’s time to tell the whole damn world the truth

Whiskey oh whiskey, you’re my best friend
Whiskey oh whiskey, baby, where have you been?
Whiskey oh whiskey, my tall dark supermodel
Whiskey oh whiskey, my sweet lover in a bottle

You’re one classy broad but you ain’t high fashion
You’re a night full of fire but I love that passion
You’re a thorny rose in a garden full of weeds

When it comes to loving I don’t pull no punches
Got a lot of it to share and that’s good for something
It’s time you know that you are all I need

Whiskey oh whiskey, you’re my best friend
Whiskey oh whiskey, baby, where have you been?
Whiskey oh whiskey, my tall dark supermodel
Whiskey oh whiskey, my sweet lover in a bottle

You’re one part Irish, native-Tennessean
A genuine Kentucky-born Canadian
Picked you up just south of Louisville

I’ve had some other trysts with exotic lovers
I’ve wined and dined but I soon discovered
I’ve never had it better and I know I never will

Whiskey oh whiskey, you’re my best friend
Whiskey oh whiskey, baby, where have you been?
Whiskey oh whiskey, my tall dark supermodel
Whiskey oh whiskey, my sweet lover in a bottle

Whiskey oh whiskey let’s get you out of that bottle.