Casey Hallas Art

Peas in a Pod

Same untied shoes,
Same licking wounds;
Yeah put me in
the damaged camp;
And when my hands
shoot rubber bands;
Delinquent with
a faith in me.

We are just two peas in a pod
you and i, you and I, you and I;
Some peas just roll the same,
you and i, you and I, you and I.

Same heart attack,
Same bones we know;
Same frozen face
down in the snow.
My new guitar,
A classic tone;
And I need
what I don’t know.

We are just two peas in a pod
you and i, you and I, you and I;
Some peas just roll the same,
you and i, you and I, you and I.

Some day our kitchen
Filled with light;
And friends come here
To sit for wine;
A body for
a waking mind;
Touching you
Not biding time.

We are just two peas in a pod
you and i, you and I, you and I;
Some peas just roll the same,
you and i, you and I, you and I.

And then again
you raise your own;
And they forgot
to understand.
How heavenly
the flowerpot
I have wings
and wind below.

We are just two peas in a pod
you and i, you and I, you and I;
Some peas just roll the same,
you and i, you and I, you and I.

Nobody’s Perfect

You used to say you’d be my bride;
I used to think you’d change my life.
And when you see me smile again;
Remember when I was your friend.

Nobody’s perfect except for Jesus Christ
Nobody’s perfect except for Jesus Christ

Life was set I had it made;
I’d quit my job and start again.
And when we went to buy a house;
I found the debt you lied about.

Nobody knows you quite like Jesus Christ
Nobody’s perfect except for Jesus Christ

You just need to get a job;
Get some help and take your medicine.
Instead you cheat and pound your chest;
I feed the girls in curls you left.

Nobody loves you quite like Jesus Christ
Nobody’s perfect except for Jesus Christ

Half of Everything

Say you want a bookmark, I was just a book;
Say you want your jacket, I was just a hook.
Then you want a fire, fires they need fuel;
Then you want the desert until you learn it’s dry.

Baby, you get half of everything;
Baby, you get half of everything;
Maybe, you get half of everything;
Maybe you’re half of what I need.

Say you want an oilman, oilman got gas;
Say you want a funny man ’cause funny makes me laugh.
I think you want a wall, walls come tumbling down;
You run and then you fall, because he pushes back.

Baby, you get half of everything;
Baby, you get half of everything;
Maybe, you get half of everything;
Maybe you’re half of what I need.

Say you want a racecar, racecars they go fast;
I think you are the tin man, he doesn’t have a heart.
I think you want a wall, walls come falling down;
I said I’d give you everything, instead you just want half.

Baby, you get half of everything;
Baby, you get half of everything;
Maybe, you get half of everything;
Maybe you’re half of what I need.
Oh baby you get half of everything!
Baby you get half of everything!
Baby you get half of everything.

Smokey Eyes

Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.

Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.

Just like in Lucky Magazine;
See the world turn brown from green.
Though I’m wishing you would stay,
I will rise and learn to love again;
I will rise and learn to love again;

Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.
Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.

It is love, or it’s disaster;
I don’t care as long you wear it.
It would be a crime of passion
Not to hold you in my arms,
Not to hold you in my arms.

Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.
Turn around and walk away,
Turn around and walk away;
You know I love your smokey eyes.

Don’t know why and if you’re crying;
Don’t know when or why you’re lying.
Need a fork because I’m done;
Baby when you coming home,
Oh baby, when you coming home?

Self Central

touch me I’ll touch you back
love me I love your hat
talk to me like I was someone
not just another boy sad in a corner

there was a day
when everyone was free
we felt the air and we had memory
like a psalm or satellite up in a tree
we throw things down
and I wanted just one day of grace
not a runaway or another lie
every man and all her sons
deciding what you all would want
you and them the worldly friend
taken from the innocent

can’t I just
smile and hope
they know
the seeds to grow?
are you what
I see or a body
without strings?

self central down on my knees
self central pray for man
because his dirt is dirty man
with your blood and
burning man