Stop, Drop, and Roll

by Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers

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Acoustic rock with a big heart and a deep groove, featuring percussionist Joshua Dekaney.

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released April 16, 2010

JPR: vocal, acoustic guitar, bass
Joshua Dekaney: multi-percussion
Tim Burns: backing vocals
Melody Calley: backing vocals
Judy Stanton: violin
Rosie Rion: cello

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Jeffrey Pepper Rodgers Syracuse, New York

John Lennon Songwriting Contest grand prize winner and founding editor of Acoustic Guitar magazine.

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Track Name: Stop, Drop, and Roll
Because the spark falls
The wires are crossing
And the heat is thick
Your mind is tossing
You’re alone, awake
A figure on the fray

Because the smoke rolls
A slow train coming
And you can’t recall
When you left home and
In the room the lines
Are blurring into gray

One small window swollen tight
Can’t crack open to the night
You feel the singe, the choking air
No more wondering when or where

You’ve got to stop, drop, and roll
That’s all

Because the flame licks
The paint is peeling
And you can’t escape
The headlong feeling
Of the tick, the tock
The chances slipping away

Because you bang and bang
And bang your fist
Against the wall and still
The hard resistance
And there’s not a dent
You can make today

One small window, can’t jump down
Too far distant from solid ground
You feel the singe, the choking air
No more wondering when or where

You’ve got to stop, drop, and roll
That’s all

Because the spark falls
The wires are crossing
And the flame licks
Your mind is tossing
And the tick, the tock
The chances slipping away

Because you give until
There is no giving
And you lose the life
Inside the living
And there’s not a shred
Of reason to delay

One small break and you roll on through
You choose the exit that chooses you
When you do the thing you do not dare
You find yourself in the clearing air

You just stop, drop, and roll
That’s all
Track Name: Packing On
Got a long thin shadow on an empty road
Got the morning light and a heavy load
Can’t say for certain just where I’m bound
Got to lose direction until I’m found

I’m packing all I know is true
I’m doing all I got to do

Got a long time coming and a long time gone
I’m no king but I ain’t no pawn
Got a heap of troubles I can’t explain
Got to keep on walking through the wind and rain

I’m packing all I know is true
I’m doing all I know to do

Got a young girl growing and calling my name
Got a young boy leaping into every frame
Got a friend for jamming a song or two
Got a simple gift I want to share with you

This is all I know is true
I’m giving all I got for you

I’m packing on
Packing on
Track Name: Take Me in Your Arms (Possibility)
Unknown, unsaid
Untied, unfed
Unseen flicker on the sea

No stars, no storm
This night still warm
Undone, bending on my knee

Take me in your arms, possibility
Take me in
Take me as you see

One match, one stone
No one alone
No one is speaking silently

Too late to sleep
I’m in too deep
Hear my still, small plea

Take me in your arms, possibility
Take me as I am
Falling short, longingly
Break another day
Blaze another tree
Take me in
Take me as you see

God only knows where I’ve been to by now
God only knows if there is a plan
Only a seeker of the one true call
Stumbling on somehow

Repeat second chorus
Track Name: The Day After Yesterday
The day after yesterday I lost my luck
Sped right off in an old milk truck
Oh I heard it clinking away

The sky was yellow and the sun was black
Rise or set—I can’t keep track sometimes
It’s been a very big day

The ladders climbed, the quarters played
The babies cried, the blue jeans frayed
Crack in the rear view mirror

The final round of truth or dare
The dorky sprout of facial hair
Are closer than they appear
On the day after yesterday

The day after yesterday I lost my spot
The line stretched on, the day was shot
Looks like it’s really here to stay

Dropped my nickels and I spun the dial
Let it ring a good long while
Oh I will get an answer someday

In black and white suspended space
The gap-tooth smile, the breathless chase
Wheeling it into town

The ice comes down, the branches gleam
The slipping slope, a child’s dream
Never to touch the ground
On the day after yesterday

The vinyl hour I take a spin
The needle pops again again
Stuck in the Memphis blues

Forever young, forever gray
Forever spun the same old way
Nobody can refuse
The day after yesterday

The day after yesterday and still I find
I fall ahead, I spring behind
Sometimes I just take my time
Track Name: Sycamore Tree
Sycamore sycamore sycamore tree
Sprouted from a tiny seed
Did someone plant you there for me
Sycamore sycamore tree?

On a soft and sunny afternoon
My parents bring me home and soon
They tie a bunch of blue balloons
Right around the sycamore tree

The grass tickles on my feet
When I’m rocking in my bouncy seat
The summer breezes smell so sweet
Blowing by the sycamore tree

I stand right up and fall back down
And search for treasures on the ground
Like the fuzzy seeds lying all around
Underneath the sycamore tree

We roll a snowman up so big
And on his head we make a wig
With a pile of knobby little twigs
Fallen from the sycamore tree

Sycamore sycamore sycamore tree
Sheltering a family
Did someone plant you there for me
Sycamore sycamore tree?

I can see the tree right from my bed
All bony smooth where the bark has shed
The leaves are as big as a daddy’s head
Wise old sycamore tree

In our front yard I kick the ball
But now that space is getting small
Some weeks I don’t go out at all
To run by the sycamore tree

I’m off to high school and one day
To a leafy college far away
But in my dreams I still play
In the shade of the sycamore tree

I move to the city, and then in time
My parents long for more sunshine
I hate to see that “For Sale” sign
On the corner by the sycamore tree

Sycamore sycamore sycamore tree,
Forever in my memory
Did someone plant you there for me
Sycamore sycamore tree?

I’m a husband now and a father too
We drive for miles to catch a view
Of the shady place where I grew
Loving that sycamore tree

There’s a red-haired girl with a lemonade stand
I put three quarters in her hand
So many footprints are on this land
Remembered by the sycamore tree

I sip the juice and the memories
My little boy is on his knees
Stuffing pockets full of fuzzy seeds
Children of the sycamore tree

Each seed is a promise that if you try
If your roots dig deep
And your trunk stands high
Your leaves will stretch and taste the sky
Growing like a sycamore tree