dream #29

ALBUM CREDITS

Produced by Ray Kennedy and Cindy Bullens

Engineered by Ray Kennedy

Mixed by Ray Kennedy and Cindy Bullens

Mastered by Bob Ludwig at Gateway Mastering, Portland, ME

Recorded at Room & Board, Hermitage, TN

Elton John's piano recorded at Caesar's Palace Theater, Las Vegas, NV

Protools Engineer: Kevin Paul / Sound Equipment: Clive Banks.

Tim Wakefield's vocal recorded at Woolly Mammoth, Boston, MA--Engineer: David Minehan

Header Photo: Joanne Berman

BAND:

Cindy Bullens: Vocals, Electric/Acoustic Guitars, synth, harmonica

George Marinelli: Electric Guitars

Garry Tallent: Bass

Justin Maxwell: Bass on January Sky

Dennis Burnside: piano, Hammond B-3

Ginger Cote: Drums

Ray Kennedy: Percussion

Elton John: Piano on dream #29 (One True Love)

Delbert McClinton: Vocal duet on This Ain't Love

Tim Wakefield: Vocal on 7 Days

Reid Bullens Crewe: Vocals on dream #29 (One True Love), Paper & Glass

 

Front and back cover photography: Joanne Berman

All other photos: Joanne Berman 

Except Cindy in Germany: Wolfgang Determann

Art Direction and Design: Cindy Bullens and Justin Maxwell

 

 

 

 

LYRICS

 

ORIENTAL SILK

In my eyes you can see

The shadow of a barricade

And a hundred walls to be

I stand there staring, daring not to think

You put your hands around my waist

And they you start to speak

 

I see your lips move

I notice your smooth skin

I see your eyes shine

I let some light in

 

Your words slide over me like Oriental Silk

And then your fingers do the same

I stand there spellbound as you're breakin' down my will

I feel my resistance giving way

 

In my mind today the sky is blue

Thirty years of hopes and dreams just might be coming true

Maybe it don't matter just how long we have to wait

Gotta find the right equation relative to time and fate

 

And I see your lips move

I notice your smooth skin

I see your eyes shine

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

JELLICO HIGHWAY

Somewhere in eastern Kentucky

With a whole lotta time left to kill

I decided to get off the Interstate

And drive on up into the hills

As I crossed the Tennessee border

With my thoughts scattered over the road

I been tryin' like hell to forget you

But leavin' you left me so cold

 

And somewhere on the Jellico Highway

It hit me so hard I could cry

I told you I didn't love you

God knows I was tellin' a lie

Somewhere on the Jellico Highway

I realized that I said goodbye

 

If I know you as well as I think I do

You're already movin' on

You said if I ever left you

You wouldn't linger in the loss too long

And I'm out here drivin' to nowhere

With my tears and a full tank of gas

Cursing myself for failing you

And the fact that I acted so fast

 

Somewhere on the Jellico Highway

It hit me so hard I could cry

I told you I didn't love you

God knows I was tellin' a lie

Somewhere on the Jellico Highway

I realized that I said goodbye

 

Somewhere in eastern Kentucky

With a whole lotta time left to kill

I decided to get off the Interstate

And drive on up into the hills

 

And somewhere on the Jellico Highway

It hit me so hard I could cry

I told you I didn't love you

God knows I was tellin' a lie

Somewhere on the Jellico Highway

I realized that I said goodbye

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  © 2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

BOX OF BROKEN HEARTS

Take a little pepper, shake a little salt

Try to make somethin' special outta nothin'

If it don't work out, it's nobody's fault

Just need a little practice in the kitchen

 

If the sun comes up in the mornin'

I try to see it as a lucky day

When my head comes up off the pillow

I move my feet

I never take things for granted

I've see the world fall apart

You'll never be inside my box of broken hearts

 

If I find a little honey, I try to make it last

Take every chance I can get to taste it

I know so many people who live on broken glass

They find something sweet and then they waste it

 

But when the sun comes up in the mornin'

I try to see it as a lucky day

When my head comes up off the pillow

I move my feet

I never take things for granted

I've see the world fall apart

You'll never be inside my box of broken hearts

 

This is what I've waited for

This is love I can't ignore

It feels so good baby it's all right

 

I never take things for granted

I've see the world fall apart

You'll never be inside my box of broken hearts...

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  © 2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

PAPER AND GLASS

On the table there are pictures

And they're scattered every which way

I keep lookin' for the right one

For the best one of me and you

 

I go downtown in the evening

After the nice stores catch the tourists

I go search for just the right frame

For the picture of you and me

 

Paper and glass is all I have

What's left of you and me

Paper and glass inside a frame

 

So I find one and I buy it

And it shimmers like the stars

I will put it by my bedside

And I will kiss it every single night

 

Paper and glass is all I have

What's left of you and me

Paper and glass inside a frame

 

I feel the cold of glass upon my lips

And I know it's always gonna feel like this

 

Paper and glass is all I have

What's left of you and me

Paper and glass inside a frame

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  © 2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

DREAM #29 (ONE TRUE LOVE)

Touching' down in Amsterdam in the early light of dawn

Wasn't I just in Amarillo thinkin' I'd been gone too long

Now I'm in my hotel room with a disco down below

Wakin' up between the beats with no place I can go

 

Stumblin' down the cobblestones chasin' down a meal

Fifty thousand bicycles nippin' at my heels

I know this ain't Texas or Nashville, Tennessee

And I'm just a little nervous 'bout what they'll think of me

 

You're my one true love

You're my one true love

 

Wakin' up in Paris, playing in Berlin

I ain't makin' any promises when I'll be home again

Drinkin' cappucinos, breathin' cigarettes

Everything's so beautiful, but still I can't forget

 

You're my one true love

You're my one true love

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  © 2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

MOCKINGBIRD HILL

I drove past our house up on Mockingbird Hill

The ghost of our love must be living there still

There's a bike in the driveway and a dog in the yard

And no indication that life can be hard

On Mockingbird Hill, yeah yeah

And the mockingbird steals a song from the air

And he don't care

 

I did what you told me, I believed what you said

And after a while left my senses for dead

I looked up to you with the eyes of a child

With a borderless heart and my youth runnin' wild

On Mockingbird Hill, yeah yeah

And the mockingbird steals a song from the air

And he don't care

 

We fixed up that house up on Mockingbird Hill

Every inch of it handled with consummate skill

With a three car garage and a new swimming pool

It's hard to believe we had everyone fooled

On Mockingbird Hill, yeah yeah

And the mockingbird steals a song from the air

And he don't care

 

And some times I cry

Some times I cry

 

We had two babied on Mockingbird Hill

Each would defy you with their own iron will

Now one lives in the sky and one lives in LA

And you can't forgive them for going away

From Mockingbird Hill, yeah yeah

And the mockingbird steals a song from the air

And he don't care

And the mockingbird steals a song from the air

And he don't care

 

Written by Cindy Bullens ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

7 DAYS

Oh the rain came down in long black sheets

After days and days of blistering heat

I could see it comin' from miles away

But I'm gonna see my baby in 7 days

 

There's a raging fire everywhere I go

Maybe this rain will make it slow

I can see clear through all the smoke and haze

Cause I'm gonna see my baby in 7 days

 

I can drive my car ten thousand miles

Cause there's a place I go that's in your smile

 

I was four years old-Ted Williams played in town

My mother took my brother, she said I was too young

Well he died today, I never saw him play

But I'm gonna see my baby in 7 days

 

I can drive my car ten thousand miles

Cause there's a place I go that's in your smile

Every night I thank my lucky stars

Cause I can feel your kisses from afar

 

When the sun goes down in this desert sky

I won't sleep even if I try

I'll be thinking bout your loving ways

Cause I'm gonna see you baby in 7 days

I'm gonna see my baby in 7 days

 

Written by Cindy Bullens ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

THIS AIN'T LOVE

This ain't love

You've taken me hostage

Tied me up in chains

Without a shred of conscience

You stole my senses

Stripped me of my pride

I count every teardrop baby

These eyes have cried

Set me free from your tainted embrace

This ain't love, sweet God above

Tell me this ain't love

 

You say such sweet things

Tempt me with your kiss

But don't true love baby

Bring a little happiness

I wanna be free from your tainted embrace

This ain't love, sweet God above

Tell me this ain't love

 

I don't know much about it

But I know it's supposed to feel good

 

Set me free from your tainted embrace

This ain't love, sweet God above

Tell me this ain't love

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  ©1994 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN

You don't want to disappoint me

I don't want to hurt noone

It's too late now we took the chance

The damage has been done

One more time I let my heart

Try to get it straight

You know maybe it's not our fault 

We ended up this way

 

You've got too much going

And me, I'm on the run

So I watch our dreams go up in smoke

We're too close to the sun

 

The flame that rose up between us

We could not have foreseen

Seems my life goes in highs and lows

With nothin' in between

One more time I let myself

Believe in something strong

And this time I swore that I 

Could tell right from wrong

 

As I run my fingers through your hair

I know I'm the one

But there's no place to hold our love

We're too close to the sun

 

Let it burn

Let it burn

Like sweet red fire

You may live with your desire

And me I could die young

Our love will turn to ashes

We're too close to the sun

My soul will turn to ashes

I'm too close to the sun

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

LOVE LETTER FROM LAS VEGAS

These bright lights will blind you

Turn gold into stone

Gonna send you a letter baby

We just can't talk on the phone

I'm here in Las Vegas

Where it's the luck of the draw

And I'm in danger of losing

The only thing I want

 

Forgive me baby I'm such a fool

I didn't even know that I could be so cruel

Gotta find time to sit down and write

I've got a lot of ground to cover before I sleep tonight

 

I guess once in awhile I go out of my head

I said some things that I shouldn't have said

Got no excuses for what I've done

Hurting you baby is the last thing I want

From Las Vegas

I'm writing you a love letter

 

It's way past midnight and the place is packed

I haven't seen daylight in a week and a half

I'm working this time just as hard as I can

But I'm missing your love and I'm feeling the strain

 

I guess once in a while I go out of my mind

I get all caught up and I act unkind

When I'm not with you I'm all undone

Hurting you baby is the last thing I want

So from Las Vegas

I'm writing you a love letter...

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI

 

JANUARY SKY

Six o'clock in the mornin' I'm standing outside

January sky shows the first glimpse of light

I zip up my jacket and brace for the cold

I wait for the sun before I get old

 

Well the sun comes up like it always does

This time of year it don't stay up enough

I crawl back into bed knowing I've worn you out

With my personal struggle and my perpetual doubt

Hey hey, my my January Sky

 

You wake up shakin' from another nightmare

I brush my hand against your face to let you know I'm there

Can I give you some comfort, can I ease your despair

But you stay silent like I'm not there

 

Baby we got a good thing 

Baby our love is strong 

I know we got some trouble now

It won't last long

There's a hole in the darkness

Now it's indigo blue

Baby things will get brighter

Cause our love is true

Hey hey, my  my January Sky...

 

Written by Cindy Bullens  ©2005 Mommy's Geetar Music/BMI