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Through my Window

Lynn Callihan

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Lynn Callihan subverts the acoustic commonplace with his 1999 album 'Through My Window'. Backed by the diverse input of Hector Acuna and drummer Derek Cammack, Lynn produces a full sounding album with a spectrum of acoustic guitar stylings. From the standard folk songs to smoky grooves to soulful blues, Lynn rarely misses.

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  1. 1 The Box 04:11 Lyrics
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  2. 2 Sara 04:04
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  3. 3 Watermelon Dreams 02:36
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  4. 4 Hard Rain 05:06
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  5. 5 Welfare Line 02:55
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  6. 6 Those Were The Days 04:00
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  7. 7 Repel 03:48
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  8. 8 Doggy Dog 03:36
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  9. 9 Fire 03:41
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  10. 10 Onion Man 02:50
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  11. 11 Elijiah 02:18
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Through My Window Lyrics

The Box

I am but a singer, a factory mans son

Spend my days dreaming of what is yet to come

And I hide myself in a box

No one sees the pain or the cost

I am not a savior, for your soul I can not free

Life has no morals, just supplies and needs

And I hide myself in a box

No one knows the pain or the cost

I am just a writer, post and a thief

Stolen hearts of many have brought me to my knees

And I hide myself in a box

No one knows the pain or the cost

Now I may be a poor man, for my gold you can not see

It’s in the hearts of many, once I plant the seed

And I hide myself in a box

No one sees the pain or the cost

And I hide myself in a box

No one hears my cries from my thoughts

No one feels the pain or the cost
 



Sara

Sara don’t tell me you got no time to talk

Waiting here days and I’ve run out of thoughts

The lines in your face etched deeper with time

You can’t see a thing and you’re harder to find


Sara I’ve cried for you night after night

I’m wounded and I’m scared and covered with fright

Your head is full of cocaine and lies

Can’t see a thing through others eyes


Sara I’m lost and I’m cold from the night

Tell me some things that will seem right

Sara oh Sara, Sara tell me


Sara don’t tell me that you’ve reached the end

The pain that you’ve suffered has had time to mend

The higher you fly; the sun burns your wings

The further you fall; the angel will sing


Sara I’m lost and cold from the night

Tell me some things that will make it seem right

Sara oh Sara, Sara tell me

Sara don’t tell me you’ve got no time to talk

 



Watermelon Dreams

Well I got a good friend he’s not what he seems

Spends his days in watermelon dreams

Plant the seed and live off the land

That’s why the call him the watermelon man


Whoa-oh watermelon man

Doing the best that he can

Watermelon kids and his watermelon wife

They all living the watermelon life.


Well I got a good friend he lives in a cave

Say he’ll be no white collar slave

Say it’s a jungle out there

At least down here I don’t have a care


Whoa-oh cave man

Doing the best that he can

Caveman kids and his caveman wife

They all living the caveman life


I got a good friend he lives in a tree

Really ain’t that hard to please

Tired of what their dishing out

Top of the trees you can hear him shout


Whoa-oh jungle man

Doing the best that he can

Jungle man kids and his jungle man wife

Their all living the jungle man life


Well my song may not be politically correct

But neither am I so what the heck

It’s not about black and it’s not about white

Maybe someday you’ll get it right


Whoa-oh watermelon man

Doing the best that he can

Watermelon kids and his watermelon wife

Their all living the watermelon life


Whoa-oh watermelon man

Doing the best that he can

Watermelon kids and his watermelon wife

Their all living the watermelon life

 



Those Were The Days

I used to walk ‘round the sun ‘til it burnt my feet

I used to fly like a bird ‘til you clipped my wings

I used to ‘cross that ocean and turn it into sand


Those were the days

Those were the days


I used to carry a flame ‘til it burnt my soul

I used to own a diamond mine ‘til it ran out of coal

Thought I held your love in the palm of my hand


Those were the days

Those were the days


I used to wake at night and wonder where I’ve been

I used to think this heart would never mend

Now I walk across the sun cause there’s calluses on my soul

Those were the days
 



Hard Rain

Sitting on a park bench on the bad part of town

Wondering where my life has gone

Cry to myself cause there is no one else

Just a bad feeling hanging ‘round

Sad to be up when you know you’re down


Reach in my pocket all I have is change

Blind man by my side of the road ain’t feeling no pain

Keep telling myself I’m not to blame

Just a bad feeling hanging ‘round

Sad to be up when you know you’re down


Gray sky surrounds this world of pain

The more I suffer the less I have to gain

This cut runs deep but there is only me to blame

Just a bad feeling hanging ‘round

Sad to up when you know you’re down


All I know you can’t go back from where you been

One things for certain gray skies will come again

When you cross that road be careful where you stand

Because there is a bad feeling hanging around

Sad to be up when you know you’re down

There’s a bad, bad feeling hanging ‘round

There’s a hard rain coming down
 



Repel

Woke one morning to find I wasn’t lying in my bed

Smoke all around me fire in my head

Could hear the sound of laughter

Chill though my bone

Smell of pine around, felt just like a stone


Rock walls all around me, air I can breathe

Rock walls all around me

I could take my time in a gorge state of mind


Walk out and touch a ledge before I start to fall

Feel my heartbeat echo as it bounce across the walls

Free fall ozzy till I can’t catch my breath

Know right away I was closer to the dead


Rock walls all around me, air I can breathe

Rock walls all around me

I could take my time in a gorge state of mind


Rock walls all around me, air I can breathe

Rock walls all around me

I could take my time in a gorge state of mind


Bags are packed reality back, look at all we waste

All we want is freedom or just a little taste

Of what it’s like to fly without a birds set of wings

Once you start to fall you will never be the same


Rock wall all around me, air I can breathe

Rock walls all around me

I could take my time in a gorge state of mind

Gorge state of mind

Gorge state of mind
 



Doggy Dog

I wake you in the morning to do my deed

Once around the block is usually all I need

I’m feeling doggy dog

I’m feeling doggy dog

I’ve been good all week, Lord I deserve a treat

I’m feeling doggy dog


I chew on your favorite shoes, do my business on your floor

You know I love you, guess I’ll install a swinging door

You know I won’t bite, I just do it out of spite

I’m feeling doggy dog


Well I’ve been sniffing around checking out the scene

I found a poodle but you clipped my family tree

I’m feeling doggy dog

I’m feeling doggy dog

I can take care of business just like you

I’m feeling doggy dog
 



Fire

Crawl on the floor avoid the smoke, lungs are filled and I start to choke

Ropes seems a little bit tighter, head feels a little bit lighter

Really don’t have much invested, a box of matches and a gallon of gas


Fire, all I see is fire

All I breathe is fire

All I need is fire


Feel the blaze around my bed, sirens run through my head

Skin once pale turns to coal, coin toss to take my soul

I remember what she said, life is just a burning bed


Fire, all I see is fire

All I breathe is fire

All I need is fire


Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, hope this old body never rusts

I can’t eat and I can’t sleep waiting for the day we meet

You tried to burn thought you could set me flame like some old wood

Tried to torch me thought you could set me free

Rocks will roll and days will pass, box of matches and a gallon of gas


Fire, all I see is fire

All I need is fire

All I breathe is fire

Fire
 



Onion Man

Onion man digs for a living underneath the hot dry sun

Onion man don’t make much money

Bottle of wine when the workdays done


Onion man

Onion man


Onion man lives down in the city with his five kids, his wife and dog

Drives and old flat bed pick-up, dreams of some day owning some hogs


Onion man

Onion man


Onion man digging in the fields finds an old busted box

Now he drives a new Camaro left his wife and kids for a handful of rocks


Onion man

Onion man

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