FOUR TRACKS

I wanted to give you all a chance to hear these songs in a state that I love - at their infancy.  I also wanted to let some songs that probably won't make it to the studio be heard, in hopes that you can find yourself in them.

I write and post a song each week on Friday.  These songs are stripped down to the bones, limited to only Four Tracks (for example - piano, guitar, vocals and a shaker) and recorded in an hour or so. 

These tracks are free to stream or download.  Please enjoy.  

I hope you find yourself in these songs.

- Keeton

tennessee rose - 3.25.2016 - week 5

Hello friends - 

This week’s Four Track is called Tennessee Rose.   A friend of mine is falling in love for the first time.  They are young, and it’s been special to see this from a distance.  

It reminds me of when I met Sarah for the first time... anyway, I wrote this song for them.

“The road beneath you don’t always lead you where you thought you’d go… but here we are, Tennessee Rose."

Next week I have something very special to share with you guys, so I hope you’ll stay tuned!

See you next Friday!

LYRICS

Tennessee Rose, where do you wanna go? I’ll take you if you want a ride. My truck’s got no AC but the breeze feels sweet through the windows darling, while we drive.

I don’t really know where I was going back before I saw your smile. You taste so sweet when you’re kissing me. Can I hold you a little too close, Tennessee Rose

You can spend all my money at the carnival honey. It’ll only take a couple hours. We can have a couple kids, figure out what life is. Take the sweet in with the sour

You’re pouring rain on a summer’s day, windows open, scattered showers. You taste so sweet when you’re kissing me. Can I hold you a little too close, Tennessee Rose

Hill country sunset pouring colors out on the sky. Let’s drink them in before the night kisses them goodbye. The road beneath you don’t always lead you where you thought you’d go

But here we are, Tennessee Rose

THE CLIFFS AHEAD, THE PATH BELOW - 3.18.2016 - WEEK 4

At the beginning of the year, something about my voice didn’t seem right. 

After weeks of pain, and a doctor’s visit, I learned I was developing nodules on my vocals. Not. Good. 

The doctor put me on vocal rest for a couple of weeks and warned me surgery was around the corner if I didn’t take things seriously - I couldn’t speak, let alone sing, for weeks. 

All that to say, thanks to Sarah and some great rest, I’m healed and singing again. 

But, during the vocal rest, I couldn’t really write songs without a voice - just poems. And this was one of them. 

Hoping you enjoy it as a song now. 

My friend John once told me, “Hold the dream tightly, but hold to the road lightly.” 

Here’s to your journey today.

LYRICS

Dust like yellow gold covers my feet. Long and winding road, the path underneath. These green mountains, heard about em as a boy. So close i can almost touch them… almost touch them

Climbing higher, the path way nears the face. Whispering Ghost calls me another way. Down into the valley, green hills on either side. The mountain now behind me, disappearing behind me

“This path you put me on leads me here today. Why bring me here, just to then lead me away? What good is the fire, if the flames don't climb?”

The Voice says "not this time"

"Sit here soldier, rest your weary feet" it says. "Nightfall coming; best to make your bed. Tomorrow’s journey now is not today's concern. Until the morning comes, sit here and watch this fire burn."

Dancing flames moved high in this forrest dark. Unyielding and untamed, their hungry spirit sparks. How these crackles hypnotize my weary mind to hear

“You, I know why you are here. Is the fire inside born of virtue or of fear? You, and I we are one and the same. And it’s Fire Maker, who gives both of us our names.”

Morning shakes me, cool and calm, a promise calls. The cliffs once overwhelming, in the distance seem so small. Though I hoped I’d have the chance to climb. The path below leads me away… This time.

BAD NEWS - 3.11.2016 - WEEK 3

I got a bit of Bad News this week.

The kind where "looking on the bright side" does no good.  It's just Bad News.

Here’s what's strange to me: I wrote this song before getting the Bad News this week.  Isn't that just the way it works.

And I feel that I would be a terrible friend if I didn't say the following:

God is a Shelter in hard times.  

Sometimes He gives insight into the Why’s, sometimes He doesn’t.  But, He has taught me something recently.  

Being a Shelter isn’t something He does for you and I, it’s something He is.  Everyday.

And especially when Bad News comes our way.

LYRICS

It’s having coffee at the sunrise, before you open up your eyes. No need to try and keep the door locked, it’s waiting in the mailbox. Take a look down the road, it’s that old friend that we know. I think it’s best we should go, forget your coat, no matter… here he comes love.

Bad news, coming to find you.  Coming find you…Don’t even have to leave your house honey. Bad news, coming to find you.  Coming to find you, where you are.

Here comes the night.

Write a long, long letter back home. Tell em that you’re alright, tell em you’re alright but you know that you’re never, ever gonna be the same. This ain’t no make-believe, honey this ain’t no game. You’re bruised and you’re broken, baby you need repair. But I need to be honest; You need to beware of this…

Bad news, coming to find you.  Coming find you…Don’t even have to leave your house honey. Bad news, coming to find you.  Coming to find you, where you are.

We could stay home honey, and board up the doors, drink so much that we can’t help but ignore all the noise outside, and the robbers up the road. I ain’t got no solution, and you ain’t got control.

Maybe we finally look each other deep in the eye, admit this situation ain’t that much of a surprise. We’re helpless here honey, and deep in the pain, we need a little shelter here in the rain… from this bad news

MAKE IT LOOK EASY - 3.4.2016

Marriage is such a beautiful thing to me. I love the “us" now, more than the “me”… I think that might be the point of it all.

That sounds like the beginning of a cheesy Hallmark card, I know... but it’s true.

Thanks to her.

"Make It Look Easy" is this week's track... hope you enjoy.

- Keeton

LYRICS

Kiss me in the morning with your coffee breath. Run that AC till I freeze to death. Your jambalaya's like fire on my tongue...but I'm going back for seconds, when this bowl's done

It must hard on you, making me fall like you do. It must hard on you, but you make it look it. You make it look easy, Make it look easy, yes you do

Lately you been throwing away my favorite shirts. And every Sunday dragging my ass to church. Somehow baby I never see to mind. When it comes to hearts, you're the thieving kind

You keep on messing it up as we go along…this little bit of loneliness I been working on.

Let's let the laundry try to fold itself. Little dust never hurt nobody, leave it on the shelf. House looks like hell honey, that's easy to see. But it feels like heaven here, when you're home with me

HERE COMES CAROLINE - 2.26.2016 - WEEK 1

I don't really know what to say about this song...

 I saw my daughter in the sunlight one day, at just the right hour,

The sunlight moving in an out of her hair as she ran toward me.  

She's magic to me. 

This Texas sun setting slow today.  My worn out bones and my fading grays. Evidence of weighty cares. But here comes Caroline, with sunshine in her hair

LYRICS

This Texas sun setting slow today.  My worn out bones and my fading grays. Evidence of weighty cares. But here comes Caroline, with sunshine in her hair

These boots are worn in a daily fray. I fear tomorrow that I’ll give way to dreams I’m chasing, yet unrealized, but here comes Caroline, with sunshine in her eyes

And she moves like you’ve never known, like a ghost in a ray of gold. She’s hope, she’s a crashing wave. She moves the trees on a summer day

I’ve held her life in my two hands, now her hand in mine, and I’m a better man. Out on the ocean, without a flare, but here comes Caroline, with sunshine in her hair.

Here comes Caroline with sunshine in her hair.