Lyrics: The Color Forty Nine EP (2018)

Fall Down with You 

Written and Performed by  
The Color Forty Nine  

Lyrics by 
Phil Beaumont 

 

Time is a treasure that you won’t track down 
Not a place to run to 
It’s a touch or a smile that lasts just a while, 
not a place to run to 
It’s where I fall, with you 
There’s a stranger in the way; A ghost for a day 
That hides a bit of you 
It’s an untrodden trail that leads its way to you 
It’s where I fall down, I fall down with you 
Where I fall down, fall down with you  
There’s a word on a page that is written in a way 
That leads its way through 
To an actor on a stage, it’s yet another play 
That ends a bit too soon 
Stay another day 
Play a little while 
Hide yourself 
Take a little time 
It’s a breath, not a light, that guides my way to you 
It’s how I fall down, I fall down with you 
It’s where I fall down with you 
Time is a pleasure that we won’t have long  
Not a game to rush through  
So break another smile, stay a little while  
Hide yourself, take a little time,  
Let the river inside rush for a while in  you 
And let me fall down with you

Hours Made  

Written and Performed by
The Color Forty Nine

Lyrics by
Phil Beaumont 

Caught up in the landslide 
Caught up in your rain 
I thought that when I found you I’d be dancing once again 
The hours spent to love you 
the hours spent to try 
truth is now I found you, I’ll go hiding for a while 
All the notes I wrote you 
I’d write them once again 
Written for a stranger, who soon became a friend 
Tell it to me all night 
Tell me once again 
Tell me I’ll be alright 
Just Tell me anything 
All the complications 
All the lines were said 
All the iterations of better plan ahead 
I was made to love you 
I always meant to try 
Tied a thread around you, let’s go running for a while 
Try to find your way home tonight 
It’s been a long day 
And both of us know it 
It doesn’t matter at all, she said, 
It’s been a long day 
You’re starting to show it 
You can’t make sense of it all 
It doesn’t matter at all 
You can’t make sense of it all… 
Find yourself in another place 
All of the time you’re just running away 
Find yourself in another phase 
It’s always, it’s always, the same... 
It doesn’t matter at all 
Try to paint yourself another face 
Before all colors are fading away 
Always temper what you ought to say 
It’s always the same 
It doesn’t matter at all

I will

Written and Performed by 
The Color Forty Nine 

Lyrics by
Phil Beaumont 

 

 

I will strive to be all that you would hope for  
And I will sometimes be all that and more  
And I will often fall in the deep end  
And I will sometimes wake up on the floor  
I will, be inspired, I think, by new friends  
I will, still take a drink with my old friends  
And I will, sometimes go search out for more  
When I do, I’ll always end up at our door  
For you, you dear, mean everything  
oh you, you do mean everything  
Oooh la la la  
In a book that sits beside of our bed,  
There’s a line that I can’t seem to clear out of my head  
Telling stories of old, that bend and unfold throughout the night
Tell me things that I do, things that I say, are alright...  
With you, who means everything  
For you, you do mean everything  
Ooooh la la la  
For you, you do mean everything  
and you, you should be everything

No Guarantees  

Written and Performed by
The Color Forty Nine  

Lyrics by
Phil Beaumont  

Put your eyes to the mirror 
Now, who could that be? 
Who’s torn out the pages 
From the books that you read? 
You took all you wanted. 
Did you take what you need? 
Did you leave some for others? 
Because there’s others in need 
There are prophets among us 
That we don’t need to see 
And though they stand among us, 
They come, they come, 
With no guarantees 
So, you line up your profits 
And plant your little seed 
And you claim it’s an honest 
Living you need 
You line up before us 
Do we look good on our knees? 
As you’re making a promise, 
It’s certainly not, nor never guaranteed 
Eye for an eye was all that I could see 
I was advised that all advice was free 
Never guaranteed 
Put your eyes to the mirror 
Now who could that be? 
Making claims like a prophet 
For all the troubles we breed 
Put a light on the pages 
For they’re getting hard to read 
When the words blow away 
They come, they come with no guarantees 
Eye for an eye was all that I could see 
I was advised that all advice was free, but never guaranteed

Storyteller  

Written and Performed by
The Color Forty Nine  

Lyrics by
Phil Beaumont