Out from Nowhere

by Mark Browning

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The concept of an album called Out From Nowhere came as I was living in the Sierra Nevada foothills and traveling the country in a trailer in various picturesque places, without a television, and often alone, As I settled away from electronic diversions, I began to write songs one after the other in a creative flurry. It occurred to me that my songs had been written in Nowhere, not a place connected to a city or industry or public need, merely out of their own volition to be...Nowhere to me became the Kansas prairies, Arizona mountains, and the California gold-rush towns, deserts, redwood forests, and high sierras that I traveled through and dwelled in. It felt only fitting that Nowhere was perhaps the most poignant place in our country, defined by only where you hang your hat.

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released July 12, 2019

• Lead Vocals Mark Browning
• Acoustic Guitar Mark Browning
• Drums and percussion Pat Coyle
• Bass Ryan Kantner, Mark Perna
• Piano Bill Maruca, Jerome KIrkland
• Hammond organ Bill Maruca
• Pedal steel Read Connolly
• Electric guitar Neil Carr, Rich Stanley
• Nylon string guitar Daryl Shawn
• Saxophone Eric Defade
• Soprano sax Eric Defade
• Flute Eric Defade
• Violin Amanda Marks
• Harmonica Mark Browning
• Vocal harmonies Bethany James, Laura Ferguson, Elizabeth
Hareka, Morgan Pritchard, Kami Small, Jay Lynn Carter, Krystyn
Kirkland, Erika Flaskamp

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Mark Browning Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Born into a military family, I have traveled all my life. Must have gotten into my blood. Never cared much for routine. I started out in biology, collecting reptiles for zoos and museums, but then traveled. Pruned apple trees in NY, farmed wheat in WA, painted houses in Key West, drove truck in NYC, published articles in magazines, hiked the Amazon and Andes... writing songs the whole time. ... more

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Track Name: California Breezes
CALIFORNIA BREEZES

California breezes
Shake your raven hair
Smile that smile of pleasure
That would be noticed anywhere

She came in over the ranges
She came in over the sea
She’s got mixed up with moonlight
And some ancient mystery

And in our seaside tower
It’s a dance no dance can be
And I can only watch with wonder
As she walks in the evening breeze

And she turns in a certain fashion
And her lips seem so full of life
Her hips twitch like a kitten’s
And her eyes burn dark and bright
She says, there’s a storm comin honey
You need to hold me tight

I came in here from nowhere
Even the wind didn’t know my name
I feel flocks of birds sailing
Over a sea of black and gold

Tropical winds a-blowing
Across this planetary soul
Nighttime curtain is falling
The stars are turning blue and cold
Come here honey and touch me
And make this moment unfold

California breezes
Shake your raven hair
Smile that smile of pleasure
That would be noticed anywhere…
Track Name: Dark Moon
DARK MOON

A wind kicks up from nowhere, rattling the panes
Slamming all the doors shut, then opening them again
People look around and they know that something’s up
But they just can’t find the pulse and they feel so out of touch

Hear the people talking, talking about events
They talk around in circles, then they come back again
No one’s ever told them how to exit from that room
But there’s no talking sense down in Quicktown in the light of this dark moon

Dark moon, lost in reddish haze
Dark moon, affecting all our days

Better to live your own life by your own device
In a time the laws of nature are the only that apply
You might get lonely but at least you’re standing in the sun
Just don’t let them kill you by degrees, make them take you all at once

I remember your sweet face the last time that we met
You turned to walk away, then you stood there on the step
We both had words to say but it was all happening too soon
And then you disappeared into the light of this dark moon

Dark moon, in my heart you dwell
Dark moon, when will you break your spell?

In the abandoned chapel lays an open book
The wind blows through the pages as if to take a better look
Babies are crying, men are strategizing war
And the threat of the ages shakes the people right down to their core

The curse of Oppomayah lingers around like smoke
The more the people hear those words, they know that they’re no joke
And from the firelight they wander in the gloom
With all eyes on the sky in the light of this dark moon
With all eyes on the sky in the light of this dark moon
With all eyes on the sky in the light of this dark moon
Track Name: Emma Mae
EMMA MAE

There ain't no doctor
That can cure this achin' heart
There ain't no lawyer
Gonna tear these laws apart
Just a pretty blue-eyed girl
Somewhere in the world, it’s up to her.

I leave a crowded club
And go walkin along the curb of the street
I go out to the pier
And stand looking out to sea
And as I turn
I see her starin at me

Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!

Children in rags they search
And through the streets they run
And all around them now
Pours the sound of foreign tongues
But the ringing note we make
Is quite clearly sung

That lonesome beggar finds me
And tells me with a sigh
There's no hope left for us now
And the time is drawing nigh
I look past his face
To the stars up in the sky

Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!

I take the path that climbs the hills
Up, up into the night
And breathless at the top I stand
Peaceful in the night
From here the town
Is but yellow squares of light

All the ancient stones and paths
Lay covered in the rain
But the design is everywhere
Every object calls your name
And the beat of the sea
Is like the blood in my veins

Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!

My hand is now outstretched
And it will not go away
My voice has joined the wind
And there it seems to stay
And the ship with white sails
Is waiting in the bay

Come slowly, come softly
Emma Mae!
Track Name: Mystery
Mystery

When that mockingbird sings at midnight
The world is like a dream
Nothing's what it used to be
There’s a veil over everything

Reflections on the water
Reflections in my eyes
It seems all these reflections
Are but a thin disguise

No answer to my question...
But silence is the key
I will go just as I came
Lost in mystery

My best thoughts come at midnight
My mind goes out for miles
It roams the rings of Saturn
And stays here all the while

My past plays like a movie
Its such a ribald tale
The people I have known
I see in fine detail

No answer to my question...

I keep trying to pull that curtain
From that hidden face
I think I catch a glimpse of it
But it keeps falling back in place.

Everywhere there’s a voice
That’s sings in no man’s tongue
Everyone gets to hear it
They just can’t tell anyone.

No answer to my question...

There’s no way to name
With what I commune
The night is my cathedral
My chalice is the moon

The sky’s a velvet blanket
The stars are silver jewels
And the mockingbird sings his heart out
Are we angels or are we fools?

No answer to my question...
Track Name: American Sky
American Sky

Red dirt field in muscadine shade
Pretty little girl selling lemonade
You get your brothers and I’ll get mine
And we’ll play ball till whippoorwill time

Crack of the bat and roll of the ball
Can’t you hear your momma call?
Laundry hanging on the line
We might get home by suppertime

Red dirt field
Warm and bright
There, it burns in my memory.

Don’t you know we were growing up?
Don’t you know we were wild and tough?
Don't you know we we were drinking from the cup
Of the American sky?

Bully coming on way too strong
I beat him on the bases all day long
He came at me with fist and foot
I gave to him as good as I got

Blue jay in the persimmon tree
Jody Turner waving at me
Blood running fast in my veins
A thousand dreams running through my brain

Red dirt field
Warm and bright
There, it burns in my memory.

Don’t you know we were growing up?
Don’t you know we were wild and tough?
Don’t you know we were drinking from the cup
Of the American sky?

Scarlet sun hanging low
Rollin river in the afterglow
Fisherman casts in his line
The wind rises softly in the pines/A soft wind rises in the pines

Chorus of calls in the night
Ancient book opened to the light
Moths against the window pane
Tomorrow comes another day

Red dirt field
Warm and bright
There, it burns in my memory.

Don’t you know we were growing up?
Don’t you know we were wild and tough?
Don’t you know we were drinking from the cup
Of the American sky?
Track Name: No Time Like This
NO TIME LIKE THIS

THERE'S SOMETHING HAPPENING HERE BABY
COME TAKE A LOOK
THIS BREEZE BLOWIN THROUGH THE WINDOW
JUST SHUT MY BOOK
THE NEIGHBOR LADY’S PLANTIN FLOWERS
THERES MUD ON HER KNEES
THE DOG'S RUNNING CIRCLES ALL THROUGH THE TREES

SUNSHINE POURIN DOWN
CASTIN PATTERNS OF SHADE
HONEY GRAB YOUR HAT,
LETS PROMENADE
BENEATH THE BRANCHES
OF THE BLOWIN TREES
LETS JUST KEEP THEM COMPANY

AND THERES NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
AND THERES NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE

AND DOWN THAT ROAD,
WHERE YOUR FOOTSTEPS FLOW
YOU CAN SEE ALL THE WAY TO WHERE YOUR
HEART WANTS TO GO
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE

CRESCENT MOON ARISIN
THROUGH THAT INDIGO SKY
THAT COW THAT JUMPED OVER
MAN HOW SHE COULD FLY
LITTLE KIDS TELLIN STORIES
ON THE OLD STONE WALL
LAUGHTER AND WHISPERS TELL IT ALL
OLD MAN STANDING STRAIGHT AND TALL
RED BIRD SINGING, HEAR HIM CALL
HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL
HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL
HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL, HEAR HIM CALL
HEAR HIM CALL...

AND DOWN THAT ROAD,
WHERE YOUR FOOTSTEPS FLOW
YOU CAN SEE ALL THE WAY TO WHERE YOUR
HEART WANTS TO GO
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
AND THERE'S NO TIME LIKE THIS TO MAKE DREAMS ...................COME TRUE!!
Track Name: Boy Goin Home
Boy Going Home


When first you came knocking
To my door
Barefoot and smiling
How innocent we were
Love striking two hearts
To start a boy goin home

Cats in the window
In our house on the hill
From all appearances
All was going well
Except for a certain unpaid debt
Of a boy going home

Lights of the city
Burning busy and bright
Where the eyes of a stranger
Could seem so full of light
Until the dealer flicked the switch
On a boy going home.

Drawn to a fire
I fed from dusk to dawn
Little knowing that what I burned
Was the love I lived on.
Such is the darkness of the road sometimes
For a boy going home

Now I’m doing solitary
There’s not a soul around
It’s a funny prison though
All the walls are blown down
It takes some time for the world to return
To a boy going home

New moon rising
Eyes growing clear
The feeling that someone I know
Is standing so near
The reflection in the water shows
The boy that came home.
Track Name: Take Me to the Water
Take Me to the Water

Heart of spring
Dances in a robin’s throat
Out from nowhere comes
The sun’s first faint sudden glow.
Bound to the struggle
Bound to the rhythm and rhyme
And from the hills and valleys
Rise men and towns

Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Take me to the water
Let it take me where I’m bound

Into the clearing
Strides a buck in stoic grace
And the archer’s arrow flies
Right into place
Before the evening fire
Eyes lock in passionate heat
While the ever changing nature
Of time strikes a beat

Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Take me to the water
Let it take me where I’m bound

Down from the mountain
Float leaves of gold and brown
While the remnants of winter lay scattered
Cross frozen ground
Whispers in the lamplight
Whispers in the wind on high
And in the cold hour of dawn
Comes a new born baby’s cry.

Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down
Track Name: A Million Miles from Salvation
A Million Miles from Salvation

You’re playing blackjack in the anteroom with a monkey and a priest
The monkey won’t stop jabberin about how you’re such a beast
Your skin is crawling from the awful thought that the monkey's really where it’s at
Well you’re a million miles from salvation
But two steps away from a tin foil hat

There’s ten men in a darkened room deciding all our fates
You’ve given up on everything and now all you do is wait
Every time your teacher calls out to you, you think that it’s a trap
You’re a million miles from salvation
But two steps away from a tin foil hat

When the wise man approaches you and tries to tell the truth
You point your pistol to your head and say, “One step closer or I’ll shoot!”
When he stoops to tie your shoelace you run screaming off the map
You’re a million miles from salvation
But two steps away from a tin foil hat

Your savior was coming back for you just about any day
But it seems he got distracted somewhere along the way
So you throw the knowledge of the ages on the junkheap and sell it off as scrap
Well you’re a million miles from salvation
But two steps away from a tin foil hat.

Someone yells there’s a concrete wall just around the bend
And you grab the wheel and hit the gas and scream “Full speed ahead!”
You can’t help but smile and say, “I’m no fool for this conspiracy crap.”
I’m a million miles from salvation
Now will you please hand me that tin foil hat!
Track Name: Walkin into Town
Walking Into Town

Walked on down the forested hillside through the slowly-rising silver of early winter haze

Tired trees smothered in some clinging vine, woods littered with plastic jugs, old tires and battered cans of paint

Reached the border of the new six-lane expressway and watched my shadow dance along the base of a thirty foot retaining wall

Crossed high above it all on a catwalk covered with wire-mesh to keep the people from throwing rocks on the cars below

With "I love Chrissie" on the wall, along with hearts and swastikas..
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With the life-blood of the city flowing at sixty miles an hour beneath my feet

Toss a prayer to the open skies
Like a magic arrow piercing concrete lies
Into the heart of history's long lonesome cries
And I’M standing here so revitalized

Overhead, like an arrowhead, a Cooper's hawk folds its wings and disappears over distant country

I pass the old foundations of demolished homes jutting out of the hillside like rotted, broken teeth

Worn cellar stairs leading nowhere...except the imaginary beds and living rooms of just faded years

Where the ghosts of conversation, prayers and oaths and incantations still linger

Each step like a question mark to which all these ghosts have no reply...

And a dry wind blows across town and scrapes the weeds against the stones

Old Man King, come and see
Pass some judgement, let it be
So these children can finally shake free
from These wagon loads of destiny

In front of the old corner church a faded poster of paradise beckons all souls to come on in

I Nearly slip on a gob of infected spit in front of the X-rated theatre promising unknown passion and forbidden sin

Across the oily river the city hums and gleams like some silver platinum castle in the sun

Where the sun itself is split into ten-thousand images of hungry, burning tongues of flame

Some guy on the corner says "What you starin' at?" And I say "Never mind, the wizard is gone."

Meanwhile behind curtains of light and shade a hand moves that is really no hand at all...

In this jumble of love and waste
Try and find some sacred place
To hold these myths you've finally traced
Search in every changing face...

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