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Following The Thunder

Steve Mednick

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All songs by Steve Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP

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UNION CITY 

I’VE RETURNED TO UNION CITY TO ALL THE LASTING THINGS 

AS THE RIVER FLOWS PAST MY FAMILY HOMESTEAD 

I REMEMBER MOTHER’S DREAM OF A PLACE SERENE 

FUNNY HOW SOON THE DAWN BECOMES A SUNSET 

IF MEMORY SERVES ME TRUE MY LIFE HERE NEVER KNEW 

THE GOLDEN WORLD THAT LIVES IN REMINISCENCE 

I AM TIRED OF THE PAST I DON’T WANT TO MAKE IT LAST 

ALL THE LASTING THINGS MUST FADE 

II 

I’VE RETURNED TO UNION CITY I SAW AN ANCIENT LIGHT 

AT DAWN FOG DRIFTED IN OUT OF NOWHERE 

THOUGHT OF ALL THE GIRLS I KNEW AMONG THEM THERE WAS YOU 

WE HAD SOME DREADFUL NIGHTS AND IT WAS OVER 

IF MEMORY SERVES ME TRUE MY LIFE HERE NEVER KNEW 

THE GOLDEN WORLD THAT LIVES IN RECOLLECTION 

IN POSSESSION OF MY PAST I DON’T WANT TO MAKE IT LAST 

ALL THE LASTING THINGS MUST FADE 

Bridge 

THERE’S SOMETHING WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE 

I CAN’T TELL IF YOU REALLY CARE 

III 

I’VE RETURNED TO UNION CITY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT 

THE DAYS PASS BY TO A TEMPO I CAN’T FOLLOW 

I AM LOOKING FOR A CHANGE A TIME TO REARRANGE 

I AM BLINDED BY A HISTORY I CANNOT SWALLOW2 

IF MEMORY SERVES ME TRUE MY LIFE HERE NEVER KNEW 

THE GOLDEN WORLD THAT LIVES IN RECOLLECTION 

IN POSSESSION OF MY PAST I DON’T WANT TO MAKE IT LAST 

ALL THE LASTING THINGS MUST FADE 

Whitneyville

February 2016 

 

I THOUGHT I HEARD IT IN A DREAM 

YOU DRIVE ME TO DISTRACTION I JUST HAVE TO HEAR YOUR VOICE OR 

SEE YOU NAME SHOW UP ON MY PDA 

I SEE YOU IN THE DARKNESS, YOUR SMILE LIGHTS UP THE ROOM, YOU 

WINK AND NOD AND KNOW THE WORDS TO SAY 

YOU AIN'T READY TO BE A'COURTED, I AIN'T IN A PLACE TO REPLY 

THIS AIN’T NO TIME FOR LOVE AFFAIRS, IS THERE A BETTER TIME 

I THOUGHT I HEARD IT IN A DREAM 

II 

I ALWAYS HAD THE STARRY EYES OF A WORLD SO FAR AWAY 

OF A BOOK OF DREAMS WISHING FOR SPECIAL THINGS 

MY DAYS PASS WITH THE SORROW THE STORM CLOUDS DISAPPEAR 

TAKE ME TO A PLACE SO FAR FROM HERE 

TELL ME HOW TO DREAM AGAIN TO STAND UP WHEN I FALL 

LOVE MAKES YOU BLIND TO YOUR EXISTENCE 

IF IT DON’T IT AIN’T LOVE AT ALL 

I THOUGHT I HEARD IT IN A DREAM 

III 

I DON’T WANT YOUR PITY, SYMPATHY OR WHISPERED WORDS 

TEARS AND CONSOLATION ONLY GO SO FAR 

WHY DON’T WE SEIZE THIS MOMENT RISING OUT OF OUR DESPAIR 

TOGETHER WE’LL FIND SEHLTER FROM FUTURE HARM 

NO ONE IS AT FAULT AND NOONE IS TO BLAME 

THE PAST WILL NEVER COME AGAIN 

NOTHING WILL REMAIN THE SAME 

I THOUGHT I HEARD IT IN A DREAM 

Whitneyville 

May 2014 (3rd Verse) September 2014 

WHISPERS FROM THE HOLLOW 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)4 

4 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

AT THE WATER'S EDGE I WATCHED A WORLD GONE BY 

ALL THE INNER ANGELS AND THE DEVILS OF OUR LIVES 

THE PASSIONS AND THE CRIMES THE MAGIC AND THE LIES 

AT THE WATER'S EDGE IT ALL FLOWS BY 

II 

I HEARD THE WHISPERS FROM THE HOLLOW REVEAL A SECRET DARK AND DEEP 

FAR WITHIN A MINE NO LIGHT WOULD EVER LEAVE 

ON THE WALL WERE PAINTED SORROWS TOO DESPERATE TO BELIEVE 

THE WHISPERS FROM THE HOLLOW CALL TO ME 

REFRAIN 

I AM LOOKING FOR A WORLD, A WORLD BEYOND WORDS 

WHERE THE MIST ROBS THE SHADOWS OF THEIR DARKNESS 

I WAS HIDING IN THE HAZE AT THE END OF NOWHERE 

WHERE THEY SELL BORROWED TIME BY THE POUND 

III 

OUR ENDLESS NUMBERED DAYS OCCUR EACH TIME I WAKE 

SOME GHOSTS HELD A REUNION CAUSED A SHIVER AND A QUAKE 

I LEARNED WALKS IN THE DARK COULD HIDE ALL MY MISTAKES 

OUR ENDLESS NUMBERED DAYS PRESAGE A RECKONING 

REFRAIN 

I AM LOOKING FOR A WORLD, A WORLD BEYOND WORDS 

WHERE THE MIST ROBS THE SHADOWS OF THEIR DARKNESS 

I WAS HIDING IN THE HAZE AT THE END OF NOWHERE 

WHERE THEY SELL BORROWED TIME BY THE POUND 

Kent 

March 2015 

FOLLOWING THE THUNDER 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)5 

5 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

MY FATHER'S MOTHER WAS A FULL BLOOD OF THE TRIBE 

THE SAX AND FOX INDIAN TRIBES 

I GREW UP IN OKLAHOMA JUST FOLLOWING THE LIGHT 

I LOVED THE LONG DARK LONELY NIGHTS 

MOTHER HAD SEVEN CHILDREN…WITH A SERIES OF VAGRANT MEN 

FATHER LEFT ME ALL ALONE…AND HE DIED WHEN I WAS TEN 

FOLLOWING THE THUNDER TRACKING THE OLD FOOTPRINTS 

I AM HOLDING OUT FOR SOMETHING BETTER YET 

II 

BEFORE HE DIED HE WALKED ME THROUGH THRESHOLD OF HIS CHURCH 

TOOK ME TO AN INDIAN BAPTIST CHURCH 

IN WICHITA DEEP IN KANSAS I WAS LEAVENED IN HOLY WORKS 

I HAD NOTHING LEFT ‘CEPT THE BLACK AND WHITE OF WORDS 

MOTHER WAS A CATHOLIC…TEMPTED BY GRIEVOUS SIN 

GOT OFF THE HOOK CONFESSING…TO A MAN IN A BOX DEEP WITHIN 

FOLLOWING THE THUNDER TRACKING THE OLD FOOTPRINTS 

I AM HOLDING OUT FOR SOMETHING BETTER YET 

CHORUS 

THE REAL TRUTH HE HAD BEEN SINGING 

WARNINGS OF APOCALYPSE THEY WERE STILL RINGING 

BEHIND SALVATIONS DOOR I DISCOVERED THE ONLY COURSE 

THINGS ARE BURNING, SKY IS SPLIT I AM FOLLOWING THE THUNDER 

III 

MY FIRST CHILD SHE ARRIVED WHEN I WAS SEVENTEEN 

MY WOMAN LEFT ME SHE TOOK A HIKE 

WITH ANOTHER MAN SO HOLLOW DEEP INSIDE 

THEY TRAVELED TO THE OTHER SIDE 

YEARS FLEW ON THE ASSEMBLY LINE…AT A DEEP DARK PLASTICS PLANT 

WOKE UP EACH DAY SMOKED FATTIES…LIVED LIFE WITH NO REGRET 

FOLLOWING THE THUNDER TRACKING THE OLD FOOTPRINTS 

I AM HOLDING OUT FOR SOMETHING BETTER YET 

IV (followed by CHORUS 

FOUND MYSELF IN AN ENDLESS, A CEASELESS TUG OF WAR 

BETWEEN MY DEMONS AND MY ONLY JUST REWARD 

THERE WAS NO COURSE OF THERAPY DIDN’T FEEL NO CULTURE SHOCK 

_____________________________________ 

RETURNED TO THE LAND FROM WHERE I CAME…RETURNED TO THE RIGHTEOUS LIFE 

I HEARD THE WHISPERS IN A DREAM …A HIGHER POWER THROUGH ME ARRIVED 

FOLLOWING THE THUNDER TRACKING THE OLD FOOTPRINTS 

I AM HOLDING OUT FOR SOMETHING BETTER YET 

Whitneyville 

5 July 2014 

YOU MUST HAVE BEEN SOMETHING 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)6 

6 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING IN YOUR EARLY DAYS 

WHEN YOU GOT YOUR TIPS FROM A FAN MAGAZINE 

AND THE MIRROR WAS FRIENDLY AND YOUR SKIN WAS TIGHT 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING......A WORTHY SIGHT 

I SAW YOU STRUTTING YOUR STUFF ON THE BEACH 

AS SMILE AS WIDE AS A SILVERY MOONBEAM 

AS INCANDESCENT AS A LIGHT ON THE CLOUD 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING.....SHOUT IT LOUD 

Chorus 

WE TELL OURSELVES STORIES JUST TO WAKE UP EVERY DAY 

WITHOUT THEM WE JUST WANDER, DESIST AND WALK AWAY 

A DISTANT ECHO AND A CLAIRVOYANT’S CRYSTAL BALL 

I SEE WITHIN MY IMAGE AND I FIND I’M LOOKING RATHER SMALL 

JUST REMEMBER ALL THE GREAT THINGS IN YOUR LIFE 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING......IT’S GOOD BE ALIVE 

TIME PRESENT…TIME PAST 

LOOKING IN THE MIRROR….LOOKING BACK 

I’M OLD ENOUGH TO RECOLLECT BUT FAR TOO YOUNG TO DIE 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING......IT’S ALWAYS GOOD TO TRY 

Chorus 

SOME SOULS ARE BORN….UNDER A SIGN OF GRACE 

FOR OTHERS IT WON’T COME TO THEM UNTIL THE VERY END 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING IN YOUR EARLY DAYS 

WHEN YOU GOT YOUR TIPS FROM A FAN MAGAZINE 

AND THE MIRROR WAS FRIENDLY AND YOUR SKIN WAS TIGHT 

YOU MUST'A BEEN SOMETHING......A WORTHY SIGHT 

Hutchinson Island, Florida 

August 2014 

FOUR YEARS …BAD LUCK 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)7 

7 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

8 Spinozza’s Excommunication 

9 Deuteronomy 21-23 

FOUR YEARS BAD LUCK I THINK WE MADE THE WRONG CHOICE 

WHAT ON EARTH WERE WE THINKING…WE IGNORED OUR INNER VOICE 

THE BEATEN PATH ON WHICH WE TRAVELED WAS AN ENDLESS MAZE 

THERE’S NO ESCAPE 

II 

FOUR YEARS BAD LUCK WE ARE WANDERING IN THE DESERT 

LOOKING FOR AN ANSWER AND THE COURAGE TO SURVIVE 

THE AGE OF FOLLY IS UPON US THE ROAD IS UNCHARTED AND BROKEN 

THERE IS NO GUIDE 

CHORUS8 

AS IT WAS ONCE SAID AND SO IT SHALL BE 

"CURSED BE HE BY NIGHT, CURSED BE HE BY DAY". 

THE WORD IT WAS SENT AT A QUARTER TO TEN 

"CURSED BE HE WHO GOES OUT AND HE WHO COMES TO STAY9". 

III 

FOUR YEARS BAD LUCK HAVE WE BEEN CURS…ED 

LOOKING FOR A SAVIOR WHO WROTE HIS MESSAGE IN THE SAND 

THE EVIL WINDS BLOW IN FROM THE HEARTLAND SCATTERING DUST 

THERE IS NO LIGHT 

IV INSTRUMENTAL VERSE 

CHORUS 

FOUR YEARS BAD LUCK…. 

Whitneyville 

13 January 2017 

ANY DAY 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)10 

10 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

11 Ba al Shem Tov 

REMEMBER THAT SUMMER….LONG AGO… 

WE THOUGHT THAT TIME WAS ALWAYS ON OUR SIDE… 

THEN THE STORM CLOUDS RUMBLED…’BOVE THE PRAIRIE WINDS… 

WE HIT A BUMPY ROAD ALONG THE RIDE 

WILL THE LOVE WE HAVE JUST WALK OUT THE DOOR 

THE CIRCLE IS UNBROKEN FOR TODAY 

KEEP THE FIRES BURNING DON’T GO ASTRAY 

HOLD YOUR LOVE CLOSE DARLING STAY 

THIS LOVE COULD BE OVER ANY DAY…. 

II 

IN THE SHADES OF AUTUMN….WALKING IN THE WOODS… 

THE LEAVES WERE FALLING ON THE FIELDS BELOW… 

WILL WE EVER FIND….OUR FLOWING STREAM OF LIGHT… 

A MESSAGE FROM THE HEAVENS CLEAR AND BRIGHT11 

OR WILL THE LOVE WE HAVE JUST WALK OUT THE DOOR 

THE CIRCLE IS UNBROKEN FOR TODAY 

KEEP THE FIRES BURNING DON’T GO ASTRAY 

HOLD YOUR LOVE CLOSE DARLING STAY 

THIS LOVE COULD BE OVER ANY DAY…. 

III 

A COLD MIST RISES…ON A WINTER’S NIGHT…. 

A RIVER’S JOURNEY, WILL WE FIND A PLACE TO HIDE… 

WILL WE ALWAYS MATTER….WILL WE ALWAYS LAUGH… 

WILL OUR STRING OF LUCK CONTINUE WILL IT LAST 

OR WILL THE LOVE WE HAVE JUST WALK OUT THE DOOR 

THE CIRCLE IS UNBROKEN FOR TODAY 

KEEP THE FIRES BURNING DON’T GO ASTRAY 

HOLD YOUR LOVE CLOSE DARLING STAY 

THIS LOVE COULD BE OVER ANY DAY…. 

HOLD YOUR LOVE CLOSE DARLING STAY 

THIS LOVE COULD BE OVER ANY DAY…. 

Whitneyville 

Christmas Day 2015 

THE ART OF DREAMING 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)12 

12 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

I AM ON A LONELY JOURNEY, IT'S LIKE THE AIR HAS LEFT THE ROOM 

SOMETIMES THE UNEXPECTED, WILL LOWER A SHATTERING BOOM 

THE ANGRY VOICES AND TORTURED HEARTS 

HAVE SULLIED DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS 

ON A COLD NEW ENGLAND NIGHT, I CHOSE THE ART OF DREAMING 

II 

THERE IS RUST IN THE FACTORY TOWN AND A DARKNESS IN THEIR HEARTS 

OFTENTIMES THE EMPTY MOMENTS, WILL MAKE THE WATERS PART 

THE BRIDGE OF WORDS HAS ALL BUT COLLAPSED 

A GREAT CHASM GIVES WAY TO SCHEMING 

ON A COLD NEW ENGLAND NIGHT, I CHOSE THE ART OF DREAMING 

BRIDGE 

IT WILL COME TO YOU IN A VISION 

A VISION IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT 

LIKE A PATH TO A HIGHER POWER 

DON'T BE ALARMED TURN DOWN THE LIGHT 

III 

A PROPHET HAS LEFT THE ROOM, A PRIESTESS WALKS IN THE WOODS 

ALWAYS THE SPOILS ELUDE OUR GRASP, WE ALWAYS KNEW IT WOULD 

AND OUR SOULS HAVE BEEN UPROOTED 

AMIDST THE FALLING OF THE SKY IT SEEMS 

ON A COLD NEW ENGLAND NIGHT, I CHOSE THE ART OF DREAMING 

BRIDGE 

Whitneyville 

November 2016 

(DON’T) TURN YOUR BACK 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)13 

13 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

I NEVER SEEM TO GET AHEAD…CAN’T PUT MY PAST BEHIND ME 

NO MATTER WHAT I SAID OR DID…NOTHING EVER WORKED OUT 

I NEVER SEEM TO CATCH A BREAK…I CAN’T ELUDE THE DRAMA 

REMEMBER, FOR GOODNESS SAKE…I PULLED YOU OUT OF A FIRE 

WHY WON’T YOU EVER JUST HEAR ME OUT 

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOUR DISDAIN? 

WHEN WILL YOU REALIZE THAT MY MISTAKES 

WERE NEVER MEANT TO HURT YOU 

I ASK YOU FOR THE TIME OF DAY…YOU SAY YOUR WATCH IS BROKEN 

NO MATTER WHAT I HAVE TO SAY…YOU NEVER HEAR MY WORD 

I OFFER SHELTER FROM THE RAIN…YOU TALK BEHIND MY BACK 

BEAR IN MIND I ASK OF YOU…DON’T WRITE OFF THE PAST 

WHY WON’T YOU EVER JUST HEAR ME OUT 

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOUR DERISION? 

WHEN WILL YOU REALIZE WHEN I VACILATE 

I NEVER MEANT TO SPURN YOU 

I TELL YOU OF THE OCEAN’S RISE…YOU SAY THAT IS CONJECTURE 

NO MATTER WHICH WAY I GO…YOU NEVER GO MY WAY 

TIME IS PASSING, DAYS GROW SHORT…FADING IN THE DARKNESS 

HARKEN BACK TO MEMORY…BEFORE SORROW THERE WAS LOVE 

WHY WON’T YOU EVER JUST HEAR ME OUT 

WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YOUR DISAPPROVAL? 

WHEN WILL YOU REALIZE WHEN I HESITATE 

I NEVER MEANT TO FORESAKE YOU 

Whitneyville 

November 2015 

OUT OF THE SHADOWS, OUT OF THIN AIR 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)14 

14 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

I ONCE KNEW THIS GUY NAMED VINNIE VAN GO. 

I HEAR YOU LAUGHING BUT WHAT I SAID IS SO 

I MET HIM AT THE HARDWARE STORE 

HE WAS BUYING BRUSHES WHO KNOWS WHAT FOR 

II 

HE BOUGHT PAINT CANS IN THE SHADES OF BLUE 

I WONDERED WHAT HE PLANNED TO DO 

WHAT’S INSIDE HIS HEAD I HAD NO CLUE 

HAD THE HEART OF AN ARTIST AND THE SOUL OF A SHOE 

III 

I JUST GOT HERE BACK FROM A WEEK IN MEDELLIN 

NEVER THOUGHT I'D LIVE TO TELL YOU WHAT I HAD SEEN 

THERE WAS A WOMAN DOWN THERE HER NAME WAS PUEBLO ROSE 

A TALKING MOTION PICTURE FROM HER HEAD UNTO HER TOES 

IV 

I AM STANDING IN THE WELL I AM GUILTY IN YOUR EYES 

THE FIX IS IN I KNOW IT'S ALL THERE BETWEEN THE LINES 

YOU THINK THAT I'M CALIGULA SO VICIOUS YET DIVINE 

WHAT PLANS FOR ME DID YOU DEVISE 

CHORUS. 

OUT OF THE SHADOWS SHE CAME TO BE WITH ME 

HAD THE FULLEST BREASTS I'D EVER SEEN 

AND LIPS SO RED THEY COULD NOT BE REAL 

AND A TONGUE SO LONG SHE COULD SEAL ANY DEAL 

OUT OF THE SHADOWS OUT OF THIN AIR 

SHE CAME IN THROUGH THE WINDOW AT FIRST I DIDN’T CARE 

SHE COULD SUCK THE COLORS OUT OF THE UNION JACK 

KNOCK YOU ON YOUR ASS AND PUSH YOU OFF THE TRACK 

I WAS BORN AND RAISED IN LOS ANGELES 

BUT MY HEART WAS NEVER THERE SO I HAD TO LEAVE 

I WAS CAUGHT IN A FRENZY, I ALMOST CUT MY HAIR 

I SAW THE WILD SHORE OF FREEDOM, I HAD TO GET ME THERE 

VI 

I AM DRIVING ON THE 101 AT ELEVEN FORTY-SEVEN 

LOOKING AT THE BAY I’M THINKING ABOUT HEAVEN 

OUT OF THIN AIR MOVING TOWARD THE DAWN OF THE DAY 

LIVING IN THE SHADOWS I MUST GET FAR AWAY 

VII 

I'M AT 48 CHEYNE WALK I’M STARING AT THE THAMES 

COMMUNING WITH THE GHOSTS OF ROSSETTI AND HENRY JAMES 

LYING IN A BATHTUB FROM THE 18TH CENTURY 

MY BIRD SHE SPENDS MY MONEY FROM SEA TO SHINING SEA 

VIII 

I READ LE MORTE D'ARTHUR I WAS SITTING ON MY BED 

MY DRAWING ROOM WAS FILLED WITH STARLETS AND THEIR FRIENDS 

THEY CALL ME PETER PAN SAY I NEVER ACT ADULT 

I JUST TAKE WHAT I WANT…NEVER RECOGNIZE MY FAULTS 

CHORUS. 

OUT OF THE SHADOWS I LIVE WITH NO REGRET 

AT LEAST NONE I CAN RECALL THOUGH I MUST ADMIT 

I RARELY THINK ABOUT IT FOR ME NO SEASON OF DOUBT 

WITHOUT BRIDGES WE’D BE ISLANDS UNTO OURSELVES 

OUT OF THE SHADOWS OUT OF THIN AIR 

SHE CAME IN THROUGH THE WINDOW AT FIRST I DIDN’T CARE 

SHE COULD SUCK THE COLORS OUT OF THE UNION JACK 

KNOCK YOU ON YOUR ASS AND PUSH YOU OFF THE TRACK 

September 2014 (Verse 1 and 2) Tampa 

May 2013 (Verses 4, 7 and 8) Whitneyville 

May 2013 (Chorus; Verses 3, 5 and 6) Santa Clara 

Verses IV, V and VI not in the recorded version of the song 

THE GOSPEL TRUTH 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)15 

15 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

I DREAMED OF YOU THE OTHER NIGHT 

YOU WERE STANDING THERE UNDER THE LIGHT 

I WONDERED WHAT IT WOULD BE LIKE 

TO HOLD YOUR HAND WHEN THE TIME WAS RIGHT 

I SAW YOU AT THE MONTELEONE BAR 

THEN YOU WERE GONE HOW NEAR? HOW FAR? 

I WONDERED IF I WISHED UPON A STAR 

WOULD YOU REAPPEAR REJECT THE DARK 

Chorus 

I HEARD THE GOSPEL TRUTH… 

I HEARD IT ON THE RADIO 

ON A SUNDAY MORNING 

ON A STREET IN ROME 

AN ANGEL RUSHED IN TO SAVE ME 

FROM MY FERAL MADNESS 

AT THE EDGE OF THE DARKNESS 

MY LIFE OF WRETCHEDNESS 

I DREAMED YOU WERE LOOKING INTO MY EYES 

WAS IT A SACRED VISION YOU SAW DEEP INSIDE 

I WONDERED IF I COULD HOLD YOU TIGHT 

TO HOLD YOU NEAR ME ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT 

Chorus 

I HEARD THE GOSPEL TRUTH… 

I HEARD IT ON THE RADIO 

ON A SUNDAY MORNING 

ON A STREET IN ROME 

AN ANGEL RUSHED IN TO SAVE ME 

FROM MY FERAL MADNESS 

AT THE EDGE OF THE DARKNESS 

MY LIFE OF WRETCHEDNESS 

Whitneyville 

April 2016 

DISMAL SWAMP 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)16 

16 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

I WAS DRIVING BY DISMAL SWAMP ONE DAY 

AS I FLEW DOWN OLE HIGHWAY 13 

JUST LOOKING FOR WAYS TO DISAPPEAR 

ALTHOUGH IT AIN'T CLEAR IF I HAVE BEEN SEEN 

I'M TRYING TO BREAK THE SILENCE 

WHILE LAUGHING THROUGH MY TEARS 

I'VE BEEN BAPTIZED IN BLOOD AND BREAKING WILD 

THE RECKONING TIME IS HERE 

LET'S GET TOGETHER IN THIS LIFE 

BEFORE THE JOURNEY TO A PLACE CALLED HEAVEN 

SOMETHING WAS WRONG BUT I COULD NOT SAY 

I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE A BAD IMPRESSION 

MY PAST IS ALL IN PIECES 

MY FUTURE IS A FOG TO ME 

THE MISTS OF TIME SEEP INTO MY SOUL 

AND MAKES IT HARD TO BREATHE 

BRIDGE 

WHO IN THE WORLD AM I? 

I'M IN A STATE OF WONDER AND SURPRISED AT NOTHING 

WHY WON'T YOU LOOK INTO MY EYES? 

YOU SEEM PUZZLED AT WHAT YOU CAN NEVER KNOW 

YET THE QUESTION REMAINS...THE QUESTION REMAINS… 

THE QUESTION REMAINS THE SAME IT WILL NEVER CHANGE... 

I WAS DRIVING BY DISMAL SWAMP ONE DAY 

TO THE PLACE WHERE MY PAST RESIDES 

THIS IS WHERE I GREW UP IN THE SHADOWS 

WHERE I COME WHEN I NEED TO HIDE 

HOW DID I GET TO THIS MURKY SPACE? 

I WAS STREET SHUFFLING WHEN I TOOK A TURN 

I KNOCKED DOWN THE DOOR AND SHUT OUT THE LIGHTS 

BEEN SHATTERED AND BEEN BURNED 

CODA 

I WAS DRIVING BY DISMAL SWAMP ONE DAY 

TO THE PLACE WHERE MY PAST RESIDES 

Suffolk, Virginia 

February 2016 

HOPE + FAITH 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)17 

17 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

18 For Hunter 

CHORUS 

SOMEDAY YOU’RE GONNA GROW UP TO BE A MAN 

SOMEDAY YOU WILL LEARN TO CLIMB MOUNTAINS 

SOMEDAY YOU WILL BREAK SOME HEARTS AND FALL IN LOVE 

SOMEDAY YOU WILL HAVE YOUR HEART BROKEN 

ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT THE WORLD IS ROUND 

AND THAT THE SKY IS A PALE BLUE 

LIFE WILL OPEN MANY DOORS, THE REST IS UP TO YOU 

NEVER TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER 

NEVER GIVE UP TO THE SMELL OF FEAR 

ALWAYS BE GOOD TO YOUR MOTHER 

STEER A STRAIGHT PATH THROUGH THE YEARS 

WAKE WHEN THE SUN IS ON THE FAR HORIZON 

TOUCH YOUR HEART AND ALWAYS BE KIND 

HOLD ONTO DREAMS WHEN THEY ARE RISING 

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU WILL FIND → → → CHORUS 

II 

ALWAYS LOVE WITH HOPE AND FAITH 

SEEK A FUTURE BEYOND THE STARS 

ALWAYS BELIEVE THAT YOUR DESTINY 

MAY BE NEARER TO YOU THAN AFAR 

WHEN WILL THAT BRIGHT DAY COME? 

DON’T WORRY IT WILL SOON BE HERE 

HERE’S A TOAST TO THE DREAMERS 

WHO WILL CARRY YOU THROUGH THE YEARS→ INSTRUMENTAL CHORUS 

ALWAYS REMEMBER THAT THE WORLD IS ROUND 

AND THAT THE SKY IS A PALE BLUE 

LIFE WILL OPEN MANY DOORS, THE REST IS UP TO YOU 

III 

WHAT KIND OF MAN WILL YOU BE? 

WITH A HAND AND HEART FULL OF SOUL? 

WHEN EACH NIGHT HAS PASSED 

WILL HOURS CALL YOU HOME? 

REMEMBER THE WORDS OF YOUR FATHER 

IN TIME THEY WILL ALL RING TRUE 

LOOK BACK AND THEN MOVE FORWARD 

I HOPE THE WORLD IS BETTER FOR YOU→ → → CHORUS AND OUT 

Whitneyville18 

September 2017 

CHARLOTTESVILLE 

From "Following the Thunder" (2017)19 

19 Song by Steven G. Mednick © 2017 Steven G. Mednick/Prospect Hill Words and Music. ASCAP 

20 For Heather Heyer 

AN ANGRY MOB MARCHED TO THE PARK 

LOOKING FOR TROUBLE FROM DAWN TO DARK 

SPEAKERS PROCLAIM A WHITE MAN’S CRUSADE 

WORDS OF TREASON...WORDS OF HATE 

CHORUS 

IT'S TIME TO SEARCH OUR SOULS, TIME TO SEARCH OUR HEARTS 

WHO DO WE WANT TO BE, WHEN WILL WE GET TO START? 

WHERE DO WE WANT TO GO, HOW WILL WE FIND OUR WAY 

WHO WILL RIGHT THE WRONGS, WHO WILL RIGHT THE WRONGS 

OF THE MARCH IN CHARLOTTESVILLE? 

II 

THEIR MARCH OF RAGE IS IN HIS NAME 

HIS SILENCE ONLY STEPS UP THEIR GAME 

FIRE AND RAGE HE DESERVES THE BLAME 

A TIKI TORCH MARCH IS JUST INSANE 

CHORUS 

III – INSTRUMENTAL VERSE 

CHORUS 

IV 

SHE IS FLYING WITH THE METEORS 

FLOATING ON A CLOUD HERE NO MORE 

LOST IN THE MADNESS A LIFE IS RUINED 

TAKEN AWAY FAR TOO SOON 

CHORUS 

Whitneyville20 

August 2017