Hiram's Broodings

by Hiram Brood

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released June 1, 2010

all songs written and performed by Brad Joiner

I play guitar, electric bass, double bass, clarinet, violin, flute, keyboard, banjo, percussion, drums plus other instruments, but that's all for this album... so far...until I buy more instruments!

Thank you so much for listening! I enjoy sharing my music and musings.

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Track Name: The Plight of the Collegiate
Welcome to the summer, friend.
Freshman year is at an end
but I miss the way things used to be.

No longer are your summer's free,
or any time spent on tire swings,
There's no time for,
no time for,
there's no time for
no time for childish things

Jobs and bills and extra classes
Government funding increases your taxes
welcome to the robotic masses,
the university-working-class of America.

We all have our aspirations,
but the economy seeps with intimidation,
It's the educational inflation,
The college industry's operation.

So just enjoy the little things in your existence,
planning for the big things will be met with resistance

Good luck with your scholarships,
If you don't play sports, you will get gipped.
Good luck with your federal aid,
Hope you're skin's different or you won't get paid.
Good luck with finding your job,
Your degree means nothing when Bob knows Rob.
the CEO, of a major corporation,
but doesn't care about your skill in your vocation.
Track Name: Life Isn't a Paper
Can there ever be a better time,
I asked myself after that time passed,
Could there ever be a better time,
To bring myself to drop the line rehearsed.
Will there ever be another time,
Another moment with another shot at a try,
Just A repeat to fix my life,

But life isn't a paper, and you are not the pencil,
Life is a stone tablet, and you control the chisel
So chip chip chip away,
Dull dull dull your blade,
Even your epic novel will eventually be thrown away.

As I let go a solemn sigh,
That drips like rain from up high,
Could there ever be a better time,
To bring myself to cry about life,
I don't foresee me creating,
Anything worth reading for all time,
So maybe the best thing to do,
is let someone else see My story through.

(outro)
I die die die today,
So that i may,
Have this burden taken away taken away,
And all the wrong scratches,
And sin ridden distractions will dissapear
they'll disappear,
and all the old markings, and etchings and sketchings,
that i used to identify myself
slowly disappear,
I'm reflecting someone elses story,
I'm reflecting someone elses glory,
I'm reflecting Jesus story,
I'm reflecting Jesus glory,
Track Name: Time Tripping
Dust, clings to picture frames
Dust from the beaches of an hourglass
and it takes me back to the past,
when life was a blast and time flew way too fast.

And now I'm time tripping on photographs
I'm time tripping back to all the laughs
and these stale tastes, smells and senses all take me back
to when I was freshly placed in this photograph

Could someone hurry up on inventing your time machine?
Because I'm itching to go back!
But I wonder would those people even care to remember me,
Or are those thoughts still cherished and held in their memory...

{About: A song I wrote about the experience one has when viewing a photograph about a time/place/person that they have an emotional attachment to.}
Track Name: Lost and Found
I was lost but now I'm found
Found by Gods eye
I am saved by His grace
So I can glorify
The king, with my life
I'll lay it down, as a sacrifice

I've thrown all my old desires,
straight into Gods sanctifying fire,
And now I still work at helping those flames grow higher,
So I can shine brighter,
So Christ can shine brighter (through me)
Track Name: The Poet of Silence
Music is my river in which I un-dam all my emotions.
My thoughts make up the water that flows.
I'm wondering if you can feel the mist from where you stand upon the shore.
and I wonder if you're listening.
really listening.

I am the poet of the silence.
I am the photographer of the darkness we all live in.
and I am just a boy
trying to realize
his place in all of this.
In all of this.

I want to sing the unspoken.
I want to speak those words that should have been spoken.

Have you ever noticed the silence at night?
When everything comes together
even though its too late in time?
And the past
it all unwinds.
Even though its too late to go back.
Even though its too late to act.

I want to capture the knowledge that I find in this state.
I want to be the one to unwind the mysteries.
I want to write a new song.
I want to write a new type of song and I...
wonder if you can identify {with me}
and I wonder if you can identify {with me}
Track Name: Sunny Days and Blank Slates
Happy days and late night,
playing games and flying kites,
the days of summer just never seemed to end!
But school then started way too soon,
and Christmas was always so so far away...
...far away...

but then the years flew so quickly by,
and I'm stuck here wondering why,
the clouds don't show animals in the sky anymore...
the clouds don't show animals in the sky anymore.

Why does time have to fly by?
Why does the future always make me cry?
Why can't we go back in our lives?
So we can plainly see
our mistakes so clearly.
All things I could have fixed!
I miss the freedom of being six...
When every day had a blank slate,
every sunny day was so great!
When we paid no mind to our fate,
with every sunny day and blank slate.

Darker days and early nights,
doing homework, school fights.
I wish life didn't go by so fast...
Because college started way too soon,
and freedom seemed so long, long ago.
Long ago...

but then the years flew so quickly by,
and I'm stuck here wondering why,
the clouds don't show animals in the sky anymore...
the clouds don't show animals in the sky anymore.

Why does time have to fly by?
Why does the future always make me cry?
Why can't we go back in our lives?
So we can plainly see
our mistakes so clearly.
All things I could have fixed!
I miss the freedom of being six...
When every day had a blank slate,
every sunny day was so great!
When we paid no mind to our fate,
with every sunny day and blank slate.

{Chaotic Interlude}

Goodbye Summer...
Track Name: Shallow
I can't live alone with myself,
I build walls of friends to keep me away
and they all do the same
all for the sake of selfish security
cuz they don't care about you
and you don't care about them
its your pride and joy that your willing to defend

We spread ourselves so thin,
Everybody gets a piece but then we notice the transparent bodies we're in,
but then we feel like nothing at all,
even amidst our shallow entourage,
cuz we spread ourself so thin,
Nobody knows anyone else from within
We're more concerned with how we feel inside ourselves

My bubble grows and grows as I let people in,
but soon enough, there's no oxygen
But I hold on to my last fleeting breath of security
In knowing this entourage is in love with me

We're more concerned with how,
we feel inside ourselves.
We're more concerned with how,
we feel inside our skin.

Cuz they don't care about you,
and you don't care about them,
cuz its your pride that your willing to defend
knowing that your popular
and knowing that your loved
but don't you know you're all in the same game,
same humans with different names
all struggling for the same things
all fighting for position.
Track Name: Silence - The Mind's Mirror, A Modern Fear
Silence
something
I lack
come back.

My mind
is in bits
digital
fragments.

i can't
stand the
sound of
thought.

Silence
something
I lack
come back.

Take off
your headphones
and listen to
your heart drone.

Don't start.
Please stop.
Until
you know yourself...

{About this track: This is an ambient track that I created, using full-length samples of stereo-mic'd crickets chirping out of my back window on a humid summer night. I kept it very simple, yet complex at the same time. It took lots of time to mix and master. I also incorporated the subtle use of binaural beats to help stimulate sleep and thoughtfulness. The meaning behind this song is that basically in silence our brains aren't constantly being barraged with outside stimuli and we have a chance for introspection, which a lot of people fear. It brings about the big questions of the future, your relationship with God, failures, regrets, responsibilities, shortcomings and so on. Unfortunately most people tend to blast their mind into digital fragments through the use of technology and media, like the television, iPods, cell phones, texting, Facebook, Twitter etc. My song ends with a challenge: take off your headphones, and don't start anything else until you have confronted yourself. At this point the song rolls off into crickets and a binaural beat fading to nothing.}