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Solo Acoustic, Vol 2

Released: 2008

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Solo Acoustic, Vol 2

The second in a series of live albums recorded at recent solo concerts in the U.S., the U.K. and Australia. Building on 2005's critically acclaimed and GRAMMY-nominated Jackson Browne Solo Acoustic, Vol. 1, the album features twelve career spanning songs, with Browne alternately on both guitar and piano. Also like its predecessor, VOL. 2 features lively exchanges between Jackson and his audiences. The disc will be available on the artist's own Inside Recordings label, with distribution through ADA.

  • 1. NEVER STOP
    There are times when I see you, Baby
    Looking back the way we came
    Through some hard places, choices we made
    You never held me to blame
    But you had some dreams when you were a girl
    Some ideas about the world
    And you see how some things will never be the same
    (And how some things never change)

    And I remember how you helped me, Baby
    And all the times you had my back
    And how you wrapped me in your sweetness
    And held my eyes with your eyes
    When my train was off the track
    Now I've got some things that I want to do
    And I want to do them with you
    If you'll just stand by me, and don't look back

    And never stop coming up with all of that love for me
    Never stop coming with your faith in what a love can be
    Never stop coming up with all of that lovev Keep on rising above
    And never stop coming up on the world love wants to see

    And the world has been showing you how
    It's no place for your tender heart now
    In a world that keeps turning you down
    Only the heart knows where the strength can be found

    Never stop coming up with all of that love for me
    Never stop coming with your faith in what a love can be
    Never stop coming up with all of that love
    Keep on rising above
    And never stop coming up on the world love wants to see

    Remember when you look into my eyes
    I'm the one who took you by surprise
    The time has come and gone and come back 'round again
    And I'm still here to take you by surprise my friend

    Show me your eyes, tell me again
    Where you want to go
    Now the night is glowing beneath your skin
    And when you smile I'm the richest man I know

    Lyrics by Jackson Browne
    Music by Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Jeff Young
    2002 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, ASCAP; Bossypants Music/Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, Inc., ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 2. THE NIGHT INSIDE ME
    I used to lay out in a field under the Milky Way
    With everything that I was feeling that I could not say
    With every doubt and every sorrow that was in my way
    Tearing around inside my head like it was there to stay

    Night in my eyes, the night inside me
    There where the shadows and the night could hide me
    Night in my eyes
    Sky full of stars turning over me
    Waiting for night to set me free

    I caught a ride into the city every chance I got
    I wasnt sure there was a name for the life I sought
    Now Im a long way gone down the life I got
    I dont know how I believed some of the things I thought

    Night in my eyes, the night inside me
    Here where the shadows gather to decide me
    Night in my eyes
    Out at the end of light and gravity
    Waiting for night

    It takes the night to clear all of this mess away
    The obligation, the burden and the light of day
    It takes the night to fall between the world I obey
    And a world where I hear angels play
    Maybe I should go back to Spain

    I walk around inside the questions of my day
    I navigate the inner reaches of my disarray
    I pass the altars where fools and thieves hold sway
    I wait for night to come and lift this dread away

    Night in my eyes, the night inside me
    Here where the shadows and the light divide me
    Night in my eyes
    Night full of promise and uncertainty
    Waiting for night to set me free

    Lyrics by Jackson Browne
    Music by Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Jeff Young
    2002 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, ASCAP; Bossypants Music/Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, Inc., ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 3. ENOUGH OF THE NIGHT
    You used to stand on the tables
    You used to shoot out the lights
    You used to stop trucks on I-19
    In your blue leopard tights
    You got the vote of your high school
    Most likely to exceed
    But not likely to ever get enough
    Enough of what you need

    Enough of the night
    Enough of the night

    And now the carnival lights come down
    The sounds of laughter recede
    You sit and drink in this cardboard town
    The fast lane gone to seed
    You used to laugh about the damage done
    But there was no way to know
    How little distance you had actually come
    And how far you'd have to go

    It's tough to do baby
    It's tough to make it

    When the heart is naked
    It's tough for you baby
    It's tough for me too
    Without all this pain to see through

    Now
    I want to see you smile
    You know how
    It's just been a while
    Don't allow

    Another night to close on your empty cup
    You've had enough of those

    Enough of the night
    Enough of the night

    You used to count on the miracles
    The old shot in the dark
    You used to wait for the setting sun
    To help you hit your mark
    You used to stand on the tables
    You used to shoot out the lights
    You dressed right out of the fables
    Like the Arabian Nights

    But you were never the princess
    More like the queen of the thieves
    And my heart was never more than one of the many
    A queen receives

    It's tough to do baby
    It's tough to make it
    When the heart is naked
    It's tough for you baby it's tough for me too
    Without this disdain to see through

    Now
    I want to see you smile
    You know how
    It's just been a while
    Don't allow
    Another heart to pass beyond your reach
    Say "Baby not so fast"

    You've had enough of the night
    To fill the street with tears
    You've had enough of those empty hours
    To last a thousand years

    Enough of the night
    Enough of the tears

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1989 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 4. SOMETHING FINE
    The papers lie there helplessly
    In a pile outside the door
    I've tried and tried, but I just can't remember what they're for
    The world outside is tugging like a beggar at my sleeve
    Ah, that's much too old a story to believe

    And you know that it's taken its share of me
    Even though you take such good care of me
    Now you say "Morocco" and that makes me smile
    I haven't seen Morocco in a long, long while
    The dreams are rolling down across the places in my mind
    And I've just had a taste of something fine

    The future hides and the past just slides
    England lies between
    Floating in a silver mist so cold and so clean
    California's shaking like an angry child will
    Who has asked for love and is unanswered still

    And you know that I'm looking back carefully
    'Cause I know that there's still something there for me
    But you said "Morocco" and you made me smile
    And it hasn't been that easy for a long, long while
    And looking back into your eyes I saw them really shine
    Giving me a taste of something fine
    Something fine

    Now if you see Morocco I know you'll go in style
    I may not see Morocco for a little while
    But while you're there I was hoping you might keep it in your mind
    To save me just a taste of something fine

    Words & music by Jackson Browne
    1971 Open Window Music ASCAP
  • 5. SKY BLUE AND BLACK
    In the calling out to one another
    Of the lovers up and down the strand
    In the sound of the waves and the cries
    Of the seagulls circling the sand
    In the fragments of the songs
    Carried down the wind from some radio
    In the murmuring of the city in the distance
    Ominous and low

    I hear the sound of the world where we played
    And the far-too-simple beauty
    Of the promises we made

    If you ever need holding
    Call my name, Ill be there
    If you ever need holding
    And no holding back, Ill see you through
    Sky blue and black

    Where the touch of the lover ends
    And the soul of the friend begins
    Theres a need to be separate and a need to be one
    And a struggle neither wins
    Where you gave me the world I was in
    And a place I could make a stand
    I could never see how you doubted me
    When Id let go of your hand

    Yeah, and I was much younger then
    And I must have thought that I would know
    If things were going to end

    And the heavens were rolling
    Like a wheel on a track
    And our sky was unfolding
    And itll never fold back
    Sky blue and black

    And Id have fought the world for you
    If I thought that you wanted me to
    Or put aside what was true or untrue
    If Id known thats what you needed
    What you needed me to do

    But the moment has passed by me now
    To have put away my pride
    And just come through for you somehow

    If you ever need holding
    Call my name, Ill be there
    If you ever need holding
    And no holding back, Ill see you through

    Youre the color of the sky
    Reflected in each storefront windowpane
    Youre the whispering and the sighing
    Of my tires in the rain

    Youre the hidden cost and the thing thats lost
    In everything I do
    Yeah, and Ill never stop looking for you
    In the sunlight and the shadows
    And the faces on the avenue
    Thats the way love is
    Thats the way love is
    Thats the way love is
    Sky blue and black

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1993 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 6. IN THE SHAPE OF A HEART
    It was a ruby that she wore
    On a chain around her neck
    In the shape of a heart
    In the shape of a heart
    It was a time I wont forget
    For the sorrow and regret
    And the shape of a heart
    And the shape of a heart
    I guess I never knew
    What she was talking about
    I guess I never knew
    What she was living without

    People speak of love dont know what theyre thinking of
    Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove
    Speak in terms of belief and belonging
    Try to fit some name to their longing
    People speak of love

    There was a hole left in the wall
    From some ancient fight
    About the size of a fist
    Or something thrown that had missed
    And there were other holes as well
    In the house where our nights fell
    Far too many to repair
    In the time that we were there

    People speak of love dont know what theyre thinking of
    Reach out to each other though the push and shove
    Speak in terms of a life and the learning
    Try to think of a word for the burning

    You keep it up
    You try so hard
    To keep a life from coming apart
    And never know
    What breaches and faults are concealed
    In the shape of a heart

    It was the ruby that she wore
    On a stand beside the bed
    In the hour before dawn
    When I knew she was gone
    And I held it in my hand
    For a little while
    And dropped it into the wall
    Let it go, heard it fall
    I guess I never knew
    What she was talking about
    I guess I never knew
    What she was living without

    People speak of love dont know what theyre thinking of
    Wait around for the one who fits just like a glove
    Speak in terms of a life and the living
    Try to find the word for forgiving

    You keep it up
    You try so hard
    To keep a life from coming apart
    And never know
    The shallows and the unseen reefs
    That are there from the start
    In the shape of a heart

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1986 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 7. ALIVE IN THE WORLD
    I want to live in the world, not inside my head
    I want to live in the world, I want to stand and be counted
    With the hopeful and the willing
    With the open and the strong
    With the voices in the darkness
    Fashioning daylight out of song
    And the millions of lovers
    Alive in the world

    I want to live in the world, not behind some wall
    I want to live in the world, where I will hear if another voice should call
    To the prisoner inside me
    To the captive of my doubt
    Who among his fantasies harbors the dream of breaking out
    And taking his chances
    Alive in the world

    To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world
    To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world

    With its beauty and its cruelty
    With its heartbreak and its joy
    With it constantly giving birth to life and to forces that destroy
    And the infinite power of change
    Alive in the world

    To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world
    To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world
    To open my eyes and wake up alive in the world
    To open my eyes and fully arrive in the world

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1996 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 8. CASINO NATION
    In a weapons producing nation under Jesus
    In the fabled crucible of the free world
    Camera crews search for clues amid the detritus
    And entertainment shapes the land
    The way the hammer shapes the hand

    Gleaming faces in the checkout counter at the Church of Fame
    The lucky winners cheer Casino Nation
    All those not on TV only have themselves to blame
    And don't quite seem to understand
    The way the hammer shapes the hand

    Out beyond the ethernet the spectrum spreads
    DC to daylight, the cowboy mogul rides
    Never worry where the gold for all this glory's gonna come from
    Get along dogies, it's coming out of your hides

    The intentional cultivation of a criminal class
    The future lit by brightly burning bridges
    Justice fully clothed to hide the heart of glass
    That shatters in a thousand Ruby Ridges
    And everywhere the good prepare for perpetual war
    And let their weapons shape the plan
    The way the hammer shapes the hand

    Lyrics by Jackson Browne
    Music by Jackson Browne, Kevin McCormick, Mark Goldenberg, Mauricio Lewak, Jeff Young
    2002 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP; Eye Cue Music, ASCAP; Bossypants Music/Songs of Windswept Pacific, BMI; Bateria Music, ASCAP; Glad Brad Music, Inc., ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 9. ALL GOOD THINGS
    All good things got to come to an end
    The thrills have to fade
    Before they come 'round again
    The bills will be paid
    And the pleasure will mend
    All good things got to come to an end

    God I wish I was home
    Laying 'round with my friends
    The call of the wild
    Caution thrown to the wind
    The fall of the child
    Where the longing begins
    All good things got to come to an end

    Like a river flows
    Rolling 'till it ends in the sea
    Our pleasure grows
    Rolling 'till it ends in you and me

    Now as the dark gathers into the sky
    And legions of might go thundering by
    Regions of light grow dim and then die
    And we with our wings
    Wait for morning to fly

    Like a river flows
    Rolling 'till it ends in the sea
    Our pleasure grows
    Rolling 'till it ends in you and me
    Rolling 'till it ends in you and me
    Here where the angels
    Have appeared and are gone
    Your face like an ember
    Glows in the dawn
    But I want you to remember
    All wild deeds live on
    Ail good times, all good friends

    All good things got to come to an end
    The thrills have to fade
    Before they come 'round again
    The bills will be paid
    And the pleasure will mend
    All good things got to come to an end

    All good times, all good friends
    All good things got to come to an end

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    1993 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 10. SOMEBODY'S BABY
    Well, just a look at that girl
    With the lights comin up in her eyes
    Shes got to be somebodys baby
    She must be somebodys baby
    All the guys on the corner stand back and let her walk on by
    They say shes got to be somebodys baby
    She must be somebodys baby
    Shes got to be somebodys baby
    Shes so fine

    Shes probably somebodys only light
    Gonna shine tonight
    Yeah, shes probably somebodys baby, all right

    I heard her talkin with her friend
    When she thought nobody else was around
    She said shes got to be somebodys baby
    She must be somebodys baby
    Cause when the cars and the signs and the streetlights light up the town
    Shes got to be somebodys baby
    She must be somebodys baby
    Shes got to be somebodys baby
    Shes so . . .
    Shes gonna be somebodys only light
    Gonna shine tonight
    Yeah, shes gonna be somebodys baby tonight

    I try to shut my eyes, but I cant get her outta my sight
    I know Im gonna know her, but I gotta get over my fright
    Well, Im just gonna walk up to her
    Im gonna talk to her tonight
    Yeah, shes gonna be somebodys only light
    Gonna shine tonight
    Yeah, shes gonna be somebodys baby tonight
    Gonna shine tonight, make her mine tonight

    By Jackson Browne and Danny Kortchmar
    1982 Night Kitchen Music ASCAP, Kortchmar Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 11. REDNECK FRIEND
    Pretty little one, how has it all begun?
    Theyre teaching you how to walk but youre already on the run
    Little one, what you gonna do?
    Little one, honey, its all up to you

    Now your daddys in the den shootin up the evening news
    Mamas with a friend, lately shes been so confused
    Little one, come on and take my hand
    I may not have the answer but I believe I got a plan

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    And see if we cant get in touch with a very close friend of mine
    But let me clue you in, it aint like him to argue or pretend
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Well, theyve got a little list of all those things of which they dont approve
    Theyve got to keep their eyes on you or you might make your move
    Little one, I really wish you would
    Little one, I think the damage would do you good

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    Were gonna forget all about the battle, its gonna feel so fine
    Cause hes the missing link, the kitchen sink, eleven on a scale of ten
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Honey, you shake and Ill rattle and well roll on down the line
    Going to try to swing you up into my saddle then well run but youll think were flyin
    Honey, dont just stand there lookin like this dream will never end
    Honey, let me introduce you to my red neck friend

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved
  • 12. MY STUNNING MYSTERY COMPANION
    What with all my expectations long abandoned
    And a future I no longer saw my hand in
    How I found you is beyond my understanding
    My stunning mystery companion

    I know that you don't want to be
    Out here forever on this road
    Or live among the boxes
    Where all my past lives have been stowed
    Maybe you're thinking of someplace
    With a garden by the sea
    Where we could slow down
    And you could put a little more work in on me

    What with all my expectations long abandoned
    My solitary nature notwithstanding
    You're the one who pulled me
    Out of that crash landing
    My stunning mystery companion

    Right now I can't quite remember
    The cause of all my tears
    I hear you laughing and somehow
    The past just disappears
    Maybe you were joking when you said
    You'd take me for ten years and no more
    Maybe you've had the best of me
    But you could take another ten years and be sure

    What with all my expectations long abandoned
    And a life that just gets more and more demanding
    There's no doubt that you're the reason I'm still standing
    My stunning mystery companion

    Words and music by Jackson Browne
    2002 Swallow Turn Music, ASCAP
    All Rights Reserved