Split The Difference- Trouble SHow
Split The Difference
1. Lost
My eyes burn for sleep, I’ve been driving for days
My descent’s been steep, I disappear into a haze
How do I avoid the traps of apathy, disgust and hate
Behind me thunder claps And I believe I’ve sealed my fate
Sealed my fate
No matter how many times I say it, it’s never easy saying goodbye
Never an easy way to play it, With a poet’s heart and a cynic’s eye
I rationalize my loss of faith, As becoming old and wise
Now I let myself run a race, That I used to despise
Now I’m Lost Yes I’m Lost
It just goes round and round, this road won’t ever end
I thought a home I had found, but here I am, lost again
I put my trust in friends, that turned out to just be foes
So I’ll put my trust in the wind, and I’ll follow wherever it goes
Til I’m Lost
Music/Lyrics- Breck Lee Durham
2. Up Jump The Devil
Big brother was raised a good boy, big brother never caused no harm
Big brother thought he could resist until big brother tasted that wicked charm
Big brother always walked the line straight, big brother always paid the rent
Big brother always meant well now he's walking down a road paved with good intent
'Cause up jump the devil 3X
With a real good time
Up jump the devil 3X
And Brother lost his mind
Sweet Holly never seemed the wild type, Sweet Holly always seemed so blessed
When Holly went off the rails no one that knew her would've ever guessed
Now Sweet Holly craves the late nights and Holly strips the meat from the bone
Sweet Holly satisfies her appetite and loves throwing temptation of her own
Up jump the devil 3X
With her kinda fun
Up jump the devil 3X
And sweet little Holly gonna get her some
You know the devil can seem so nice now Don't you know he doesn't look the part
Handsome devil can smile so pretty next thing he's got his hands around your heart
Ain't it funny how he takes all the blame, ain't it funny how he's the cause of the sin
Ain't it funny how he opens the door, ain't it funny how we smile as we walk right in
Up jump the devil 3X
Everywhere we haunt
Up jump the devil 3X
To give us all we want
Music/Lyrics- Breck Lee Durham
3. Flaming Sierra
Weren’t a rich man, was a working-class son
I swung that hammer, til the working day was done
I ain’t no wise man, although I’ve met a few
That don’t mean, all they said was true
Watched from the valley as the mountains burned, bleak outlook and attitudes shitty
Yeah, there’s gonna be an awful lot of damage, but at least the sunsets looking real pretty
Don’t get too close, ‘cause it can cut you quick
Don’t take too much girl, cause it can get ya sick
Not sure if it’s broken but I know that I bent it
Not sure what that means, but I'm sure that I meant it
All things considered; I worry more, more than just a little
I believe I just saw Nero heading for the Hilton with a bottle and his fiddle
Wait, let’s start over, sorry is no way to begin
Calm down kid, scared money never wins
Every night I’m searchin’ for some truth in myself
Just as soon as I find it, I can start being someone else
All things considered; I worry more, more than just a little
I believe I just saw Nero heading for the Hilton with a bottle and his fiddle
Watched from the valley as the mountains burned, bleak outlook and attitudes shitty
Yeah, there’s gonna be a lot of damage, but at least the sunsets looking real pretty
Music- Greg Souviron/Christopher Simpson
Lyrics- Breck Lee Durham
4. The Edge of The World
Weaving to & fro, riding the rumble strip
Tilted road, you know, can make for a troubled trip
They say I can't run and leave these troubles behind me
But these troubles are gonna be winded when they find me
Chorus-
Gotta chase that horizon down
Always better lost than I ever was found
Run out hit the highway unfurled
Chase it down, reach The Edge of The World
Run with me, we'll go as far as we can get
Ride with me and we'll catch that goddamn sunset
You're a vision, all denim & leather & lace
The wind in your hair and the sunshine on your face
Chorus
If you saw your shot, would you finally take it?
With your heart in the moment, knowing full well the future could break it
I ain't sittin' & waitin', worryin' when the end will come
I'm runnin' these wheels I'm gonna make that asphalt hum
Flip a coin, we'll go whichever way the wind blows
What's the next stop for this travelin' trouble show?
Chorus
Music/Lyrics- Breck Lee Durham
5. Split The Difference
Waking to the sound of people talking trash,
Seeing all the things I used to look right past
A brand-new day covered up with old stains,
Can a brand-new heart overcome the blood in the veins?
Gods and Monsters, status and cash,
The measure of a man, the shadow that he casts
Tip the scales, what can you be worth,
Do we carve it as we go or are we burdened right from birth?
Chorus-
Catch me at my best, judge me at my worst
Roll the dice, split the difference,
at the Reckoning, you can go first
Born to die, bred to hate,
The path is worn smooth to the reaper at the gate
Play the martyr, tied to the stake,
Distance yourself from every sin and mistake
Don’t matter where you got it, long as you get it
Once you learned it, best not forget it
Surprise surprise, didn’t know what to expect
Now that you know better show some respect
-Chorus-
It’s not written, no slaves to our fate
It’s not mine, this legacy of hate
What do you seek? Is it in your heart?
Let the old lies die and new truth start
-Chorus-
Music- Greg Souviron/Christopher Simpson
Lyrics- Breck Lee Durham
Trouble Show is-
Greg Souviron- Bass and Punk Rock Cred
Christopher Simpson- Drums and Math Skills
Breck Lee Durham- Rhythm Guitar, Shouts and Grunts and Happy Accidents
Special Guest/Honorary Member/Hired Gun-
Kyle Visco- Lead Guitars and Snowboard Skills
Recorded At Abbey West Studios in Reno NV
Engineered and mixed by Jerry Spikula
Mastered by Richard Dodd Mastering Services
