BLACK HORIZON

by Carl Funk

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Black Horizon, the new release by Carl Funk. Available as digital download and CD. Produced by Carl Funk and Garey Shelton.


From Alan Haber of Alan Haber's Pure Pop Internet Radio:
"Carl Funk | Black Horizon. Deep emotion and old world style. Carl’s committed, soulful voice drives these songs, carved with (and yes, I am coining a new word) an Amerisoulfulcana blade which fit perfectly among the various pop colors in our on-air mix. Wonderful stuff.
Now playing in rotation on Pure Pop Radio: “Time and Time,” “Resolution,” and “The Angel of Swain’s Lane”

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released September 7, 2016

Carl Funk: vocals, guitar, mandolin
Garey Shelton: bass
Ben Smith: drums
John Morton: electric guitar and 12 string electric
Casey Wescott: keyboards

with:
Craig Aspen: backing vocals
Lori Goldston: cello
Bruce Hazen: electric guitar (Hell Can't Wait)
Jeff Bush: percussion
David Keenan: mandolin (The Angel of Swain's Lane)
Nova Devonie: accordion
Ruthie Dornfeld: violin/viola
Kelly Erb: violin (The Angel of Swain's Lane)
Sean Gaffney: backing vocals
Dana Sims: percussion

PRODUCED by Carl Funk and Garey Shelton
Mixed by Garey Shelton and Carl Funk
Mastered by Garey Shelton

Recorded at The Garey Shelton Studio, Seattle WA
Additional recording Pacific Studios, Tacoma WA
And Earwig Studio, Seattle WA

Engineered by Garey Shelton
Additional engineering
Mark Simmons Pacfic Studios, Don Farwell Earwig Studio

All songs written by Carl Funk (Guemes Music) BMI except*
"The Angel of Swain's Lane" by Jayson Jarmon BMI

CD Cover Photo Carl Funk
Back cover and inside photography Omar Willey
Graphics by Jordani Sarreal @ Pacific Studios, Tacoma

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Track Name: Late Bloomer
LATE BLOOMER

It's taken time to own this skin
Reconcile myself to what has been
It's taken time, my oh my
But, here I am staring at blue sky

I'm a late bloomer, baby
I'm a late bloomin' child

It's taken time to love this world
Cruelty, avarice, and greed in this world
But, there's love that's as real
As any wound you'll ever feel

I'm a late bloomer, baby
I'm a late bloomin' child
I'm a late bloomer, baby
I'm a late bloomin' child

It's taken time to love this world
Cruelty, avarice, and greed in this world
But, there's love that's as real
As any wound you'll ever feel

I'm a late bloomer, baby
I'm a late bloomin' child
I'm a late bloomer, baby
I'm a late bloomin' child
Track Name: Black Horizon
BLACK HORIZON

He leaves 'em laughing
Leaves them crying
Leaves them standing
In cold and quiet dismay
The crowd is cheering
The crowd is gasping
The crowd is breathing
He bows and slips away

Time is stolen
He keeps on going
Lord it's easy
To stumble on the way
A life that's given
Less than half a living
It's his religion
It's carved upon his face

Keep giving yourself
Keep giving yourself
It's okay

One more stage door
One last time
The actor runs
His lines

Smoke is rising
On a black horizon
He'd love to end it here
But, takes the stage anyway
The crowd is waiting
The crowd is begging
The crowd demanding
Show the world our pain

Keep giving yourself
It's okay
Keep giving yourself
It's okay
It's all you've ever known
Track Name: Trouble
TROUBLE

I'm heading for a place called Trouble
A place of deep, dark despair
And no friend that I have clung to
Will I find them living there

Take a left around some corner
Through the stale night air
And the fire you'll see a-burning
The glow will lead you there

It's a place called Trouble
With the hard, ruined men
Where the gift of life you've squandered
You don't get back again

I'm going to a place called Trouble
I'm passing through a place called Trouble
And the gift of life I've squandered
I'll win it back again
Track Name: The Poet's Job
THE POET'S JOB

It's the poet's job to sit and think
Watch all his fingers grow fat and pink
Shun the shovel and lift the drink
No need for working harder

Rich man says the poor are poor
By their own works and there's no more
To do for them but show them the door
And say they must work harder
Poor man says life's not fair
With all that gold you're hoarding there
Starve my children to oil your hair
And we keep working harder

It's the poet's job to sit and think
Watch all his fingers grow fat and pink
Shun the shovel and lift the drink
No need for working harder

The poet yawns, counts his coins
To buy another round
But, the price of inspiration can't be found
Pick him up, toss him in bed
Those weighty words inside his head
Surely keep him tethered to the ground

Rich man says the poor are poor
Poor man shouts I'll work no more
Poet's slumped on the kitchen floor
Waiting to expire

It's the poet's job to sit and think
Watch all his fingers grow fat and pink
Shun the shovel and lift the drink
No need for working harder
Track Name: Hell Can't Wait/Party at the Lime Pit
HELL CAN'T WAIT/
PARTY AT THE LIME PIT

I dreamed last night I went to Hell
And there, well so you see
A shadow came and touched my hand
And sent a chill through me
Oh no, said I, how can it be
That this would be my fate
I've heard it said that Heaven can
But, know that Hell can't wait

Of ignorance and poverty
I've watched the world drink deep
Safe at home all in our beds
No guilt disturbed our sleep
And now, find I, how can it be
The answers come too late
I've heard it said that Heaven can
But, know that Hell can't wait

These earthly things which we surround
Ourselves with night and day
They can not bring a moment back
Or keep the hounds at bay
Oh no, say you, how can it be
That this would be our fate
I've heard it said that Heaven can
But, know that Hell can't wait
Track Name: Time and Time
TIME AND TIME

In my life I have known
Love and fear, roll that stone
Up that hill time and time
Roll back down, find that I'm
Standing still once again
In that place, already been
Roll that stone time and time
Roll on

I love you, you love me
Such a good place to be
Even so we've had times
We don't see eye to eye
Mean ol' world that's its way
Get back up one more day
Roll that stone time and time
Roll on

Roll that stone time and time
You've got yours, I've got mine
Here we go, we'll be fine
Roll that stone, roll that stone

Roll that stone time and time
You've got yours, I've got mine
Here we go, we'll be fine
Roll that stone, roll that stone
Track Name: Resolution
RESOLUTION

Midnight is the time for talking with shadows
Staring into space watching the darkness move
Wishing we could change, things that we can't change
Knowing that we, we were the ones who lost you

Do you think we don't miss you
Do you think we don't everyday

Somewhere in some town you are sleeping
Maybe close at hand, or maybe very far away
We may never know, what finally made you go
But we, we were the ones that lost you

Do you think we don't miss you
Do you think we don't everyday
Do you think we don't need you
Do you think we don't everyday

Resolution comes in dreams and movies
Nothing in our lives is ever neatly put away
Hurt that runs too deep, for any heart to keep
Knowing that we, we were the ones who lost you

Do you think we don't miss you
Do you think we don't everyday
Do you think we don't need you
Do you think we don't everyday
Do you think We don't love you
Do you think we don't everyday
Do you think we don't love you
Do you think we don't
Track Name: Between Storms
BETWEEN STORMS

She held it together year after year
Had a son, watched him slip away
She never expected the quiet of it all
Alone in this desolate place

She fell down
All the way
Past teachers and Jesus
And everything safe
She just fell down

Bold as the lightning, shapes on the wall
The moon a no-show again
She wrestled the notion that words, after all
Never describe where you’ve been

She fell down
All the way
Past teachers and Jesus
And everything safe
She just fell down

If you find yourself standing alone in a room
As naked as when you were born
And all you believe has deceived and been shown
To just be a prayer between storms

You fall down
All the way
Past teachers and Jesus
And everything safe
You just fall down
Then just fall down
Track Name: Better Days
BETTER DAYS

In a place I can't erase
What it's come to, it's come to
Cold town broke me down
Took my pride away
How many times can you hit the wall
I ask you, I ask you
Brush it off, get back up
Still resolve to stay
I'm a stranger here
And it just gets rougher every day

I'm going back to the old ways now
I'm going home where things were easy for me
Bid me farewell boys and sing that song
Of life, love, and better days to be

Had a girl in a different place
So I asked her, I asked her
To be a wife and share the life
But, she couldn't see her way
Now I know, I did not know
What I had to, I had to
Going back to find that girl
And steal her heart away
I'm a stranger here
And it get's more lonely every day

In a place I can't erase
What it's come to, it's come to
Cold town broke my heart
And took my pride away
I'm a stranger here
And it just gets tougher every day

I'm going back to the old ways now
I'm going home where things were easy for me
Bid me farewell, boys and sing that song
Of life, love, and better days to be
Track Name: The Angel of Swain's Lane
THE ANGEL OF SWAIN'S LANE

The Angel of Swain's Lane
Is calling me again
She shines through the railings
And sycamores wailing
A figure of pity and pain
The Angel is crying again

They see her come and go
Through the park at Waterlow
The souls she's keeping
As company sleeping
In sepulchres buried below
The Angel is lonely, I know

Does she see me?
Does she care?
Does she cry
Without a prayer?

The Angel of Swain's Lain
Is crying out in vain
For someone departed
Forlorn, broke-hearted
A figure of pity and pain...
The Angel is crying again
The Angel is crying again