Shimmers

by Mark McAdam

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The newest studio record from Mark McAdam.

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released September 10, 2016

Produced by M.f. McAdam
Featuring pedal steel guitar by Jon Graboff and Bob Parins
Additional vocals by Sarah McAdam
Whistling by Eric Gilliland

Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio
Cover photo by Silas Homeijer

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Mark McAdam has been quietly stacking up his gorgeous, wry songs for longer than we can remember. For those in the know...

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Track Name: Good Morning
Good morning, my friend
This signals the end
Of the long lost wandering out in the darkest of nights
The end of the one-eyed sleeping
The end of the watch we were keeping for so long

So let’s stoke up the fire
We can pause to admire
How the bedside table puts all that we need within reach
Our sentences overlapping
The sound of the one hand clapping is gone
So long

It’s a good, good morning
A good, good morning
It’s a good, good morning
And nothing is wrong

Go easy, my friend
Here’s a toast to the end of the restless wondering how to begin
We can laugh about the woods that used to be in
Where even the sky seemed shady somehow

Now let’s lay in the light
And speak well of the night
We can guess at the meaning of signs in a crossword game
The object is always nearer than it seems in the sideview mirror

It’s a good, good morning
A good, good morning
It’s a good, good morning and nothing is wrong
Nothing is wrong

And these minutes seem like ours…

Good morning my friend
This signals the end
Of the long, dark winter
Track Name: Be the Impossible
Hey Darlin', I'm gonna see this through
So don't you worry like I can see you do
'Cause I'm telling you
I'm gonna keep my eyes on the road this time
I'm gonna train my eyes on the road
Like it's made of gold
I think it's made of gold

Oh, darlin' don't you look at me sideways
I got a whole bag of tricks up my sleeve
That you've never seen
Like I'm gonna keep my hands on the wheel this time
I'm gonna strap my hands to the wheel
I'll be your man of steel
And this time it's real, yeah

When the wheels come off
When the roads are impassable
When the power lines are washing into the sea
You're gonna turn to me
When sky turns green and the odds are improbable
I'm gonna do the impossible
I'm gonna be the impossible, wait and see

Hey Darlin’, I’m gonna make you proud
So don’t you worry, don’t you think out loud
That’s just not allowed
‘Cause I'm gonna tie myself to the mast this time
Maybe lash myself to the sails
And if all else fails, you can bring your cross and nails
Still, you might want to have a back-up plan in place
Just in case

When the wheels come off
And the roads become impassable
When the moon turns too bloody to see
You're gonna turn to me
When the levees all fail
And survival is improbable
I'm gonna do the impossible
No, I’m be the impossible
Just you wait and see, wait and see
Track Name: Souvenirs
You don't try to look busy when the boss man comes around
And you don't try to look pretty either, but you do
You're such a quiet wheel, you get no grease, you cause no fuss
But secretly the world belongs to us

People tend to get ruthless when they're counting up their beans
They'll wear you down with a calculator smile
And you might get shouted over
When you've got things to discuss
But secretly the world belongs to us
Secretly we all belong

And all your prized possessions fit into
The space you carved out down deep inside
And you know everything you need is stored up
Safely in between the ears
And the rest is all just souvenirs

Sometimes blessed are the shiftless and the easy to ignore
'Cause we’ve be granted all that we might need need
It's hard to love your neighbor when the devil lives next door
But recompense is guaranteed
'Cause secretly we all belong

And all your prized possessions fit into
The space you carved out down deep inside of you
And you know everything you need is
Stored up safely in between the ears
Then the rest is all just souvenirs

And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we owe to the ages are taxes and tears
And the rest is all just souvenirs

Well, you don't try to get noticed 
And they don't mean to stare
And though we might walk softly and get crowded off the bus
Secretly the world belongs to us

And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we owe will forever go long overdue
And they say all we own is all we are
But all you are is you
And all we own worth owning only disappears
And then the rest is all just souvenirs
The rest is all just souvenirs
Track Name: Mr. So & So (Waltz #3)
Nowhere to spend all those compliments
I suppose that's a lot to live down to
But you were always, in all ways, betrayed as the best
Now we're left to guess
At what it feels like
To be a real life Mr. So & So
We'll never know your mind
Or what else you might've left behind

You could've soaked up some accolades
And gathered true things around you
But you could only see the one way: to self medicate
We realize too late
What it feels like
To be a real life Mr. So & So
We'll never know for real
If the brightest had to make a deal

Can't say I'm not angry
Can't say I compare
Can't say much of anything to back down your guard
Was it really so hard?

What would you say, Mr. So & So
If you were here?
And what else might up and disappear?
Track Name: Super 8
When you go to the ocean hoping to recuperate
Does your vision start to flutter like it’s shot in super 8?
Do you fear for the counting down like five, four, three?
Does your frame begin to stutter, do you flicker just like me?
Singing where’s the time go
Where’s the time go

As if any explanation holds a key to wear around your throat
On fishing line
There goes some more time…

When you ride by the junkyard do you get that chill
Like someone’s calling you inside to stay?
And if you ever go down to look behind that gate
Will your visions all be handed back on reels of super 8?

Singing where’d the time go
Where’d the time go

Will we dream of the ocean
Will we pause or rewind
Will we trail off spinning once we’ve used our time
Or do you s’pose we’ll be projected
On the ones we’ve left behind?

Singing where’s the time go
Where’s the time go
Singing where’d the time go
Where’s the time go

As if any explanation holds a key
To wear around your throat on fishing line
Track Name: Anniversary (with Sarah McAdam)
I couldn't tear you out
Now you're the pages I can't live without
And if I've used up all my words on you, so be it

I couldn't wear you down
Now it seems I wear you like a dressing gown
Underneath the things I want the world to see
I keep you close to me

And every day's an anniversary
Of something sweet you said to me that I forgot

Didn't want to tie you down
Now you're the horse I ride all over town
And if a little spirit broke along the way,
You don't show it

And every day's an anniversary
Of something sweet you said to me that I forgot
And if there's no time to celebrate, forgive me baby
My intentions were good
But the everyday got in the way like we knew it would

I didn't want to hear you out
And I didn't want to be the one you dreamed about
So now I do my dreaming laying next to you
Instead of sending checks to you
These rings are the only gold we share
We ain't got no silver in our silverware

But we've got Bittersweet and Goldenrod and Burnt Sienna
We got Timberwolf and Tumbleweed and Blue
And as we pick each one up off the floor again
I catch the shining light in you
It happens every day for the lucky few

Yes, every day's an anniversary
Of something sweet you said to me that I forgot
And if there's no time to celebrate, forgive me baby
My intentions were good
But the everyday got in the way like we knew it would
Yeah, the everyday gets in the way now it's understood
Track Name: Long Drive Home
She and I don't want to fight about it
Just little things gettin' overblown
But she and I don't want to laugh about it, either
And it's gonna be a long drive home

Baby tell me what I did
‘Cause I swear I don't remember
We ain't even at the bridge yet
No, we got miles to go

She and I don't want to fight about it
We're still inclined to take that tone
But she and I don't want to laugh about it
Either way, it’s gonna be a long drive home

You can fold that map all night if you want to
It's never gonna fit like it once did, is it?
You can fold that map all night if you want to
Hold that grudge real tight
But it's gonna be a long drive home
A long drive home

Baby help me understand
‘Cause I'm sure I'm the one to blame
Aw, you don't have to say a thing
Just lean your head against the window pane
We’re coming up on the edge of town
It's like there's nothing left to say
Oh, it's gonna be a long ride home
I'm gonna love you all the way

She and I don't want to fight about it
Just little things gettin' overblown
But she and I don't want to laugh about it
Either way you play it, it's a long drive
Either way, it’s gonna be a long drive home
Track Name: Treeline
Waiting at the treeline
Looking to the western sky
Hoping maybe we can catch a ride off into the night

So far above the coal mine
Where they discovered inexplicable bones
That made you wonder if we ain't alone down here after all

We've all been dreaming of the green lights
Mapping every inch of mountain top
Like they've been looking for the perfect spot
To set down for a while
After so many miles

So everybody made a beeline
Left the dishes in the sink undone
Whatever galaxy they're coming from sounds better than mine

Oh, they'll be here any minute now
Nobody sure how it all goes down
Yeah, the details are murky
Logistics seem like a mess
But people down here put their faith in a lot less

Waiting at the treeline
Waiting at the treeline
Waiting at the treeline
Volunteering with the check out girl
To evacuate this dirty world
Without batting an eye
Bye-bye…