Take It Home

by Jon Hecox

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Technically, this will be the new album for my 2010-2012 recordings. Name may change, as well as songs. But, I'm hoping to keep it all fresh recordings this time around.

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released April 10, 2010

Jon Hecox
Vodka
Maker's Mark
Line6
Ableton Live
Taylor Guitars
Fender and G&L Guitars

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Jon Hecox Vancouver

Singer-Songwriter from Vancouver, WA USA.

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Track Name: Sweet Unsuffering
The road we claimed
to be safe and paved
is showing signs of it's old age

I never made
a point to take
her back and say you need to stay

And now she's gone
throwing away our bond
I can't move on until it circles

We are both lovers that act like theives
stealing sidewalk scenes
Caring not for a thing unless it's the very best
Sweet and unsuffering

You can say
it was your faith that gave away
Little day by day until no love remained

But I can't be defined as a man
who's back is a target where ever he stands
Track Name: Let's Find a New Way
I know it's not your way but it still kills
Feels like a virus that doesn't sit still
The rope is cut now I'm floating free
In truth there's no anger left in me

Let's find a new way to say, "I love you"
Let's stop by our grave and chisels new names
For the hope that your voice remains next to mine
Singing our favorite lines

We were two ghosts freightening their hearts
Floating from cafes in Ester Short Park
Your hand stuck to mine with the grip of a locked vise
There we were never questioning our lies

Let's find a new way to say, "I love you"
Let's stop by our grave and chisels new names
For the hope that your voice remains next to mine
Singing our favorite lines
Track Name: Oh, Come November
Oh, my ears have heard the sound
A whisper along the hillside
Asking me to keep belting out
When the canyon can't speak for herself

Everyday my heart shifts it's shape
From new born to a wrecking ball
I throw stones until I cry
And my eyes gaze on open lies


Oh, come November we'll be singing drunken songs
To regain a voice that belonged
Once only to the young and in love
Perched on the mantle of what was

I keep an hour-glass resting by
My mirror to remind me how soon beauty fades
I'll flip it back over when the mirror finally breaks

Oh, but your eyes, they reflect mine
Just like being a boy, left in the dark
Only with his last thoughts


Oh come April we'll be swimming under moonlight
Tucked between sheets just before the mounting sunrise
And out of our coma's by lunch time