Howling For You
13 Blues Song Lyrics
Paul Whybrow
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Howling For You
13 Blues Song Lyrics
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Howling For You
13 Blues Song Lyrics
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Howling For You
13 Blues Song Lyrics
'The price of being a sheep is boredom.
The price of being a wolf is loneliness.
Choose one or the other with great care.'
Hugh McLeod
Contents
The Song Lyrics
Wringing My Heart Out
Begin Again
Bits of my Heart
My Own Worst Enemy
Rusty Chest Blues
She's The Breeze
The Blues Are Mine
Her Sweetness Brought Me Down
Outside Looking In
In Search Of A Distance
Stolen Happiness
Wisdom Gets Me Nothing
I Left Normal
The End
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Howling For You
13 Blues Song Lyrics
Paul Whybrow
Wringing My Heart Out
Grabbing my heart in both hands
I try to squeeze some joy
from the way we've dried up.
Only tears flow.
You watch me fall apart.
Heart's in a tangle,
heart's all a-mangled.
No juice—
just the bare bones of love.
Handing you my heart,
you shake it with scorn.
Say you knew the river
of love was now a desert,
all dust and stones.
Heart's in a tangle,
heart's all a-mangled.
No juice—
just the bare bones of love.
My heart rattles drily
in my hollow chest,
as it tumbles across
the wasteland of my soul,
beneath a merciless sky.
Heart's in a tangle,
heart's all a-mangled.
No juice—
just the bare bones of love.
Begin Again
You'll get over it,
though you don't know how.
You'll pull through,
and make it somehow.
Begin again.
Begin again.
Love yourself,
And begin again.
The darkest time
Is just before the dawn.
No point flogging a dead horse,
When you're about to be reborn.
Begin again.
Begin again.
Love yourself,
And begin again.
It takes two to tango,
But dance on your own.
Grass is greener over there,
Though you've seed yet to sow.
Begin again.
Begin again.
Love yourself,
And begin again.
The longest journey
Begins with one step.
There's miles to go
Before you sleep.
Begin again.
Begin again.
Love yourself,
And begin again.
Bits of my Heart
It's not all broke.
Bits of my heart
Work quite well.
Slow to start,
That much is true,
But ticks-over nicely.
Give it a kick.
See if you can
Get 'er started.
Some rattles
And bangs
Are characterful.
It squeaks
And judders too.
But what are yer gonna do?
Bits of my heart
Are bodged together.
Others rebuilt, good as new.
It's not the age,
It's the mileage.
Mine's done many laps.
It knows what you want.
What you need—
Why not give it a go?
It can't hurt,
Ain't built that way.
Born to run with you.
My Own Worst Enemy
I've got the weapons.
Know how to hurt.
Where to injure me,
How to halt the healing.
I'm my own worst enemy.
You can't hurt me more
Than I hurt myself.
So, don't even try.
I'm lined up against me.
May try back-stabbing too.
Going to bring myself down.
Grind me into the ground.
I'm my own worst enemy.
You can't hurt me more
Than I hurt myself.
So, don't even try.
Got a heap of self-hatred.
No one's as bad as I am.
You don't stand a chance.
I got to me first.
I'm my own worst enemy.
You can't hurt me more
Than I hurt myself.
So, don't even try.
Rusty Chest Blues
You know how it feels.
You've felt the pain too.
Your life getting empty.
Memories blowing away.
Can you hear the echo
In my rusty chest?
Not much in there.
Hinges rusted shut.
I'm a walking tomb.
A dusty charnel house.
It's all behind me now.
I'm waiting for the end.
Can you hear the echo
In my rusty chest?
Not much in there.
Hinges rusted shut.
Can't see much coming
That looks any good.
It'll fit in what's gone.
A long and hollow life.
Can you hear the echo
In my rusty chest?
Not much in there.
Hinges rusted shut.
She's The Breeze
I know when she's near.
Hear her sigh and moan.
That girl flows easily
Through the core of me.
Feel her love flow
Through your heart.
Caressing your soul.
She's the breeze,
She's the breeze.
She moves me with a touch.
Her soft ways are my guide.
I know I'll never keep her.
She can't be caught and held.
Feel her love flow
Through your heart.
Caressing your soul.
She's the breeze,
She's the breeze.
She's a dream that comes
And goes, on her own way.
Lingering for a moment,
Then leaving with a kiss.
Feel her love flow
Through your heart.
Caressing your soul.
She's the breeze,
She's the breeze.
The Blues Are Mine
Been trying all my life
To get ahead of the game.
But things always drag me down.
I'm the same now as I've always been.
Don't have much.
I never have,
It's always been
This way.
But I got the blues,
The blues are mine,
The blues are mine.
But good things come to an end.
While the bad stuff hangs around
Forever—sorrow's my only friend.
Don't have much.
I never have,
It's always been
This way.
But I got the blues,
The blues are mine,
The blues are mine.
My woman loved me sweetly.
But she upped and left on the breeze.
I've been looking for her everywhere.
Can't find her in this world.
Don't have much.
I never have,
It's always been
This way.
But I got the blues,
The blues are mine,
The blues are mine.
Guess I should mosey along.
Find something new to do.
But my get-up-and-go
Has got up and gone.
Don't have much.
I never have,
It's always been
This way.
But I got the blues,
The blues are mine,
The blues are mine.
Her Sweetness Brought Me Down
That woman was my food and drink.
I ate her up each and every night.
Worked through all the courses.
She sure knew how to cook.
That girl looked so tasty.
Thought I'd eat her up.
Make a meal of her.
But she held hidden poison.
Her sweetness brought me down,
Her sweetness brought me down.
Things got hot in her soul kitchen.
Her tight parlour was well-stocked.
Gorged myself on her sweet treats.
Got a case of heartache sure enough.
That girl looked so tasty.
Thought I'd eat her up.
Make a meal of her.
But she held hidden poison.
Her sweetness brought me down,
Her sweetness brought me down.
She knew what she was doing,
Her magic recipes pulled me in.
But things swiftly turned so sour.
I'd been feasting myself on sin.
That girl looked so tasty.
Thought I'd eat her up.
Make a meal of her.
But she held hidden poison.
Her sweetness brought me down,
Her sweetness brought me down.
Outside, Looking In
I'm used to where I am.
I've been here a while.
It's cold when you're without.
No cheer without a smile.
Going to sit and look around.
Take a look into your windows.
See what you're a-doing.
I'm outside, looking in.
Always outside, looking on.
I might see something special.
A nice thing that you've got.
It ain't my way to want things,
But I might just creep around.
Going to sit and look around.
Take a look into your windows.
See what you're a-doing.
I'm outside, looking in.
Always outside, looking on.
That woman of yours,
Who sits there, looking bored.
She's caught my eye out here,
Think she's going to prowl my way.
Going to sit and look around.
Take a look into your windows.
See what you're a-doing.
I'm outside, looking in.
Always outside, looking on.
You might want to bar your door.
Keep me where I belong.
This stray dog's wandering
Your walls, sniffing as he goes.
Going to sit and look around.
Take a look into your windows.
See what you're a-doing.
I'm outside, looking in.
Always outside, looking on.
In Search Of A Distance
Saying that I don't mind
You getting so close to me,
Doesn't quell the feeling
That I urgently want to flee.
Been searching my whole life
For a way to find the distance,
The separation needed to keep
My sanity.
Friends and other foes
Crowd in tight to me.
I can't decide who to trust.
Allies turn to enemy.
Been searching my whole life
The separation needed to keep
My sanity.
Family is a ball of thorns.
Not easily handled.
No point to it anyway.
Best left to tumble away.
Been searching my whole life
For a way to find the distance,
The separation needed to keep
My sanity.
Wandering off alone,
I look back at humanity.
I've been outside always.
The best way for me to be.
Been searching my whole life
For a way to find the distance,
The separation needed to keep
My sanity.
Stolen Happiness
I knew that it would happen,
When I saw you across the room.
The way that you looked at me,
Told me you felt the same way.
We shouldn't be together.
As close as we are this way.
But our stars have crossed.
We live for stolen happiness.
It's as if we were meant to be.
We fit together perfectly.
Missing soul-mates, we've met
At just the wrong time.
We shouldn't be together.
As close as we are this way.
But our stars have crossed.
We live for stolen happiness.
You're with someone special.
And so am I, they're really nice.
We can't hurt them, it's just not fair.
But they're not you, I'm so confused.
We shouldn't be together.
As close as we are this way.
But our stars have crossed.
We live for stolen happiness.
We should part, end this thing.
Do what's right and expected.
It will end in pain if we don't.
It's going to hurt, whatever we do.
We shouldn't be together.
As close as we are this way.
But our stars have crossed.
We live for stolen happiness.
Wisdom Gets Me Nothing
I wish that I were stupid.
Life would be more fun.
Knowing stuff is awful.
It makes me think, not do.
Wisdom gets me nothing,
All I've got's the blues.
Alone and howling for you.
Knowledge gets in th
e way
More often than it helps.
Hemmed in by doubt,
I see flaws, not joy.
Wisdom gets me nothing,
All I've got's the blues.
Alone and howling for you.
The ignorant are blessed.
While the wise stay cursed.
Better to be a chattering sparrow,
Than a lonely pondering owl.
Wisdom gets me nothing,
All I've got's the blues.
Alone and howling for you.
I Left Normal
I'm not trying to be strange.
It's just the way I'm made.
I don't see things the same way,
From standing in a different place.
I left normal years ago.
Walking through the weird.
Don't try to understand me.
Join me for a while.
Life as an outsider,
Looking in bemused,
Gives me strange glimpses
Of the madness of most lives.
I left normal years ago.
Walking through the weird.
Don't try to understand me.
Join me for a while.
You need to be without
To see what's happening.
My distance may be remote
But I fear for your plight.
I left normal years ago.
Walking through the weird.
Don't try to understand me.
Join me for a while.
The End
About The Author
Paul Whybrow has a young head on old shoulders.
Ex many things, including being a teacher, counsellor,
librarian, dispatch-rider, milk-man, postman, bar man,
house renovator, classic vehicle restorer, courier,
van driver, factory worker, project manager,
live-in carer for the elderly, editor, photographer,
volunteer at a community centre, play-schemes,
homeless campaigns and nature conservation projects.
I wrote non-fiction magazine articles for ages,
but turned to creative writing in the summer of