All Is Sideways

by Scott Troyer

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All Is Sideways is a years-in-the-making sonic document of a vagabond songwriter touring the United States recording his songs with the help of friends new and old.

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released 04 October 2012
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Written, arranged, and produced by Scott Troyer (ASCAP) ℗ © Purdy Bird Music (ASCAP) except “Come On Up To The House” by Tom Waits & Kathleen Brennan © 1999 Jalma Music (ASCAP) and “Golden Slumbers” by Lennon/McCartney © 1969 Sony ATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP).

Aaron “Hoss” Heise: B3 Organ
Aaron Satterfield: Electric Guitar
Anna Betts: Vibraphone
Anna Leinbach: Violin
Catherine Betts: Tuba
Catherine Betts: Tubas
Charlie Thomas: Drum Kit
Christopher Whonsetler: Photography
Cliff Howard: Upright Bass
Dan Wilton: Bass Guitar
Daniel Nelson: Electric Guitar
David Niemi: Mandolin, Taikahuilu
Don Riley, Sr.: Flute, Coronet
Elizabeth Betts: Grand Piano
Jared Ribble: Recording Engineer for portions of “All Is Sideways”
Jason Foster: Electric Bass Guitar, Recording Engineer for Bass Guitar on “Oceans of Blood”
Jeffrey Chen: Cellos
Jonathan Hill: Electric Bass Guitar
Justin Carl Perkins: Mastering Engineer
Katie Nelson: Vox, BGVs, Rhodes, Wurlitzer, Baby Grand Piano, Upright Piano
Kyle Levy: Drum Kit
Landon Bailey: Electric Guitar
Luke Albrecht: Balalaika
Lynn Graber: Drum Kit, Cymbals, Snare, Timpani, Field Recording, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Matt Taylor: French Horn
Matthew “2.0” Lugo: Clarinet
Melissa Schweizer: Violins
Nathan Hamlin: BGVs, Acoustic Guitar
Paula Miller: Operatic BGVs
Ryan Colbert: Trombone
Ryan Lee: Electric Guitar
Scott Byler: Drum Kit
Scott Troyer: Vox, BGVs, Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar, Acoustic Slide Guitar, Rhodes, Electric Baritone Guitar, Electric Bass Guitar, Harmonica, Accordion, Pump Organ, Bells, African Hand Drums, Mbira, Gin & Whiskey Bottles, Djembe, Wooden Drum Block, Music Stand, Dowel Rod & Hammer, Iodized Salt, African Shaker Box, Field Recordings, Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Topher Aodhsson: Artwork
Victoria Betts: Marimba

Lyrics, chords, and more at ScottTroyer.com.

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tags: folk americana blues folk heartland indie orchestral pop rock Indiana

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Scott Troyer is a singer, song-writer and producer. Scott was born and raised in Indiana, the state known as the Crossroads of America. His music too is at the crossroads of many genres as he explores and pays tribute to his many influences. Scott now travels extensively through the U.S. and abroad building friendships, and sharing his melodies with eager audiences. ... more

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Track Name: All Is Sideways
All the headlights melt through the snow
Make me wish that I – I was home.
All the streetlights on the streets I go
Make me wish that I – I was home

In silent, white hypnosis
All is sideways, a time arrested

I am aching for home
I am aching for home

Though the wipers are keeping time
I can barely see the lines
And I know you’re waiting at home with hope
So I am driving as fast as I can go

In silent, white hypnosis
All is sideways, a time arrested

I am aching for home
I am aching for home
I am aching for home
I am aching for home

I’m making my way, making my way, making my way home.
I’m making my way, making my way, making my way home.

In silent, white hypnosis
All is sideways, a time arrested
Track Name: Drift, Drift, Drift
Chart the seas of my heart.
Don’t fear these crushing gales.
Your ship will hold untattered,
’Cause you’re without compare.

Drift, drift, drift, storms blow
Count your nights afloat
Just like the days upon my shore.

Catch the raindrop falling
On your teeth and on your tongue.
Greet each day with kisses.
Love will keep us young.

Drift, drift, drift, storms blow
Count your nights afloat
Just like the days upon my shore.

Make each day worth living.
Sacrifice for now.
Make it all worthwhile,
And God’ll work it out.

Drift, drift, drift, storms blow
Count your nights afloat
Just like the days upon my shore.
Track Name: Death of Seasons
When the hay’s rolled up on the hill
and the sun is setting in my window sill
Hallelujah, I know it’s time to move on.

When the flakes claim ground and the land goes still
and the hearth stones groan as they’re warmed until
Hallelujah, I know it’s time to move on.

It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!

When the man up north makes his final kill
and the waterfall once again does spill
Hallelujah, I know it’s time to move on.

When the fern’s grown tall by the sun’s warm will
and my bones are yearning for the sea’s cold chill
Hallelujah, I know it’s time to move on.

It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on‚ to the bridge!

Always ready for what comes next
Always living life out of context
Always hoping that change will bring the best
But when the changes come my heart is vexed

A motif made over time and time again
Repeat ad nauseam ’til the four horsemen
Hallelujah, I know it’s time to move on.

It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
It’s time to move on!
Track Name: Medicine Man
The first time I scared you was the last time I dared you
to take your own medicine and examine the proof
that it does like you say and it shows us the way
of the prophets of God and the Spirit of Truth.

Oh, Jesus, You’re so patient with us.

Like Gandhi, I want to be like the Jesus I read
and not like the many who claim they know him.
I just want to do what he’s told me to do
and not have to argue or give a defense.

Oh, Jesus, You’re so patient with us.

Oh, Jesus, You’re so patient with us.

We shouldn’t do like we do and say what we say
and claim it’s for the glory of His name.
For though we cut off the ear of those we fear
Jesus is healing those we maim.

Oh, Jesus, You’re so patient with us.
Track Name: Oceans of Blood
If all the blood in all the hearts
of all the lonely people in this world ran together,
it’d make an ocean so deep and so red,
that we could no longer disregard
the obvious need for dry land
or make excuses in our heads.

And I would bet that none of us
wants any of the rest of us to know
just exactly how alone we feel.
But what if fear was the jailer here?
And to speak our hearts
the only key to unlock ourselves?
then what would we do?

What would we do?

What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
For someone else to first admit it?
Is that what we’re waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
’Cause the perfect moment’ll never come.
Is that what we’re waiting for?

Pride is proud of reputations,
resumes, and artificial scores.
Is that we want?
’Cause we’re holding on with tightened fists
like it’s gonna make a difference.
let it go. Just let it go.

What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
For someone else to first admit it?
Is that what we’re waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
’Cause the perfect moment’ll never come.
Is that what we’re waiting for?

What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
For someone else to first admit it?
Is that what we’re waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
What are we waiting for?
’Cause the perfect moment’ll never come.
Is that what we’re waiting for?
Track Name: Come On Up To The House
Well the moon is broken And the sky is cracked
Come on up to the house
The only thing that you can see Is all that you lack
Come on up to the house
All your cryin’ don’t do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off your cross We can use the wood
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house

There’s no light in the tunnel No irons in the fire
Come on up to the house
And your singin lead soprano In a junkman’s choir
Come on up to the house
Doesn’t life seem nasty, brutish and short
Come on up to the house
The seas are stormy And you can’t find no port
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house

When there’s nothin’ in the world that you can do
Come on up to the house
and you’ve been whipped by the forces that are inside you
Come on up to the house
Well you’re high on top of your mountain of woe
Come on up to the house
Well you know you should surrender but you can’t let it go
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home I’m just a passin’ thru
Come on up to the house

Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Track Name: Golden Slumbers
Golden slumbers fill your eyes.
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty darlin’, do not cry
and I will sing your lullaby.

Golden slumbers fill your eyes.
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty darlin’, do not cry
and I will sing your lullaby.
Track Name: If Ever In Doubt
If ever in doubt, if ever in pain,
if ever in love you lose your way,

I’ll be your Northern Star
and your constellation that guides you home.

If ever at night or during the day
you feel your heart giving way.

I’ll be your Northern Star
and your constellation that guides you home.

So, don’t fear the night.
Just look to the skies,
find the brightest stars
and think of my eyes
watching you float on.

If ever it seems like I’m not around
just wait ’til you’re alone and then and there I’m found.

I’ll be your Northern Star
and your constellation that guides you home.

So, don’t fear the night.
Just look to the skies,
find the brightest stars
and think of my eyes
watching you float on.
Track Name: O Sweet Grace
My fool heart is breaking the rules again
taking no count of the cost or the consequence
So darkness fills this room where I lay
appeasing my nagging guilt with my suffering

But o sweet Grace tangles me in her web,
surrounds my soul, let’s me know that she’s in control.
Then o sweet Grace wrestles the demons within,
pins them down, sets me free again.

Oh, I’ve had enough of these careless mistakes.
There’re just no more excuses. I’m the only one to blame.
So darkness is chased from my room by the light
of the morning sun. I’ve nothing left. I’m overcome!

By o sweet Grace, defender of guilty men,
anchor throughout life’s storms, the washer away of my sins
But o sweet Grace, how can I be so sure
I’m forgiven and I’m guilty no more?

I’m caught in the crossfire of angels and demons
As I pass through, this parking lot echoes with rumors
It’s a change in perspective ’tween the saved and the damned
Singing, “Alleluia!”

I’m caught in the crossfire of angels and demons
As I pass through, this parking lot echoes with rumors
It’s a change in perspective ’tween the saved and the damned
Singing, “Alleluia!”

O sweet Grace,
take me all at once,
into Your arms,
into Your arms.

I’m caught in the crossfire of angels and demons
As I pass through, this parking lot echoes with rumors
It’s a change in perspective ’tween the saved and the damned
Singing, “Alleluia!”
Track Name: Bring Me All The Way Home
I’ve wagered a lifetime to find out for sure
if what you say is true.
And here I am now still on the journ’
hoping I’ll find out soon.

Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home
I’m nowhere near and only halfway there.
So bring me all the way home

I’ve seen the water so still and so calm
that the mist fell asleep upon her.
And I’ve seen her rage like holy fire
and bury many a man below her.

Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home
I’m nowhere near and only halfway there.
So bring me all the way home

Tho’ the hull be cracked, and our flag half mast,
and we cannot see the shore;
and tho my heart be torn for a place called home,
God, grant me one day more.

Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home
I’m nowhere near and only halfway there.
So bring me all the way home

Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home
I’m nowhere near and only halfway there.
So bring me all the way home

Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home
Bring me all the way home