Smoke a'Risin'

by Mission Dorado

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A dreamscape of sound from a young desert wanderer.

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released April 19, 2008

Vocals & Acoustic Guitar - Trey Brown
Harmonies: Trey Brown, Victor Moyers
Lap Steel: Seth Gibbs
Bass: Seth Gibbs*
Drums: Bill Doughty
Keysboard: Nathan Brown
Piano: Bill Doughty
*- except on "Strollin"

Engineered by Seth Gibbs in Austin, TX
-except "Just Sittin' There..." recorded by T. Brown in
Malibu, CA
Mixed by Patrick Crecelius in St. Louis, MO
Mastered by Jim Wilson, Boulder, CO

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Mission Dorado Austin, Texas

"With a voice like Bill Callahan and a knack for crafting Southwestern soul vast enough to stretch clear across the hill country, Trey Brown is at the vanguard of the next generation of Austin singer songwriters" - Austin Music Weekly

"Mission Dorado drone out sonorous country pop with a psychedelic ambiance" - The Austin Cut
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Track Name: The Miser
Tonight culminated into nothing
A long, big sigh
As I walk back to the building

I wanna walk around
See what goin down
But there's nothing

I'm starin' at you and I wish you saw
The bait I'm leavin cause I wont fish long
The river's stocked, the tackle's locked
You're creepin' off,
I just need a little help to get me off-a this rock
Cause I'm oh...so lost
Say, my foot's on the gas, can't see whatever I pass
So lost

I could had romance,
But I just turned the other way and ran
I held it in my hands
But it was too much a price to pay
But it was too much a price to pay

You just know me
I'm just your story
Read whatever you like
Throw the rest out of site so its not boring

I could had romance,
But I just turned the other way and ran
I held it in my hands
But it was too much a price to pay
But it was too much a price to pay
Track Name: Cannon Fodder
I might always be cannon fodder
While you brush your teeth
Wasted running water
I just blow by
Sliver candle smoke
I catch no eye
Hungry lover, losing hope

She sent me to find
A life with all this suffrin' left behind
And I found a cure
Blank your mind and unemploy it
Make a living, then destroy it
All your skill is not enough
Your skill, it is not enough
You've got to kill it to enjoy it
You must lose it all to score it
I got my life in my back pocket
What a sham, gold plated tramp

Baby, you and I should land and watch a-far
Twirling you around, dancing on a star

A brush of air gonna keep me on my feet
Can't fight this bear from my settled seat
We shoot to die, we put the chalice to the dream
Why keep your feet on the ground when you born with wings?

She sent me to find
A life with all this suffrin' left behind
And I found a cure
Blank your mind and unemploy it
Make a living, then destroy it
All your skill is not enough
Your skill, it is not enough
You've got to kill it to enjoy it
You must lose it all to score it
While I've got some qualms with that idea,
I've thought, the more I've got, I lose in the end

Baby, you and I should land and watch a-far
Twirling you around, dancing on a star
Track Name: Don't You See?
Now don't you see
My smoke a'risin?
Well, I'm blowin out your memory
You're more gone each time I breathe
Now there's no more use in fire fighting

Now can't you see
My smoke a'risin?
There's a new love lookin for me
And there's fresh light in the street
Gonna take my picnic up to the hill top where we'll meet

Your love was just gimmick and a salesman passin' by
I'm takin no more shipments and I will not sign no line

Now can't you see
My smoke a'risin?
Well I'm blowin' out your memr'y
You're more gone each time a breathe
Well there's no more use in fire fighting

I cannot be
The seed for your green thumb
Well, whats born to grow up
Could only grow in love
Gonna pick me out a parcel and slip on my farmin' gloves.
Track Name: The Good Times
I'm just tryin' to be a real friend
But you're too scarred to hear me out
We could easily split the difference
But the past has made you so proud

Ooh, and I crumble
An old man in a twin bed grumbles
Ooh, and I know now...
All I can offer you now is the good times...

I throw a bird a bread crumb
He's so quick to pick it up
When I offer you some,
You just say its not enough

Ooh, tell you somethin
I'm not offerin up what you're not wanting
Ooh, but I know now..
All I can offer you now is the good times...

Well I know we had a past when I was new here
When my sails had the wind at their backs and I couldn't see clear
Well I never really grasped the fact that your passion
was real
All I can offer you now is the good times...
Track Name: Kill to Cull
Kill me or just cull my fears
Get me lost, bring me nearer than here
Kelly's gonna ride away with the years
I'd follow her but my horse ain't here

I can't chase her down
The skies were blue wherever she did roam
And now its rainin' on you

I'm a corpse beggin' for your kiss
I live by the will of your lips
Your simple stare
Is my tourniquet
Lyin' in my grave, waiting to wake
Till you get to the end of your list
And bring me out of Death's grip

Man gazes at his moon
He's as helpless as a babe in the womb
Though he'll never trounce its dunes
This distant love shall never lose
And so I see you
Oh, babe I can't have you now
But all of that'll be over soon

I'm a corpse waiting for your kiss
I live by the will of your lips
Your simple stare
Is my tourniquet

Lyin' in my grave, waiting to wake
Till you get to the end of your list
And bring me out of death's grip

Sound in my ear
Where could you be near?
I been waiting so long my eyes start to tear up dust
All the water's dried up
Only you could budge this tempered rust

Kill me or just cull my fear
Kill me or just cull my fear
Track Name: Just Sittin There...
The unsmoked joint kills me (repeats)

Like a girlfriend I'm not kissing
I threw her body in the back
But I still hear kicking
I'm in deep I'm in deep I'm at the bottom of the well
I'm a dirty creep in the throes of a stripper's spell
Track Name: University
Austin town is where I'm most at home
But I fear that soon I'll be forced to roam
Her deep green valleys from my eye'll be gone
And the girls for whom I love to sing songs

My dear village you've been good to me
And so you shall ask why I'll be leaving thee
Its mask is of business and doctors to be
And it calls itself the university

The college it calls the young to its doors
Not some, but all, to carry its chores
True poets and ramblers will shuffle its floors
All while in the know, there must be something more

What fear, you ask, traps flowers inside?
The fear of the poor and the marginalized
They draw their water from the river of lies
And steal a fortune while dangling a prize

Mother and dad, you just want the best
But this business of college is causing me stress
You'd like for me to rise over the rest
But I'm a particular bird with a particular nest

For fairness there's some for whom four years is fine
They'll be lawyers and linguists and lawmen in time
But still there are others for whom its a crime
To scold, to mother, to walk a straight line

They're quicker than quicksand, second to none
Class president, valedictorian
They simmer with wisdom from ages to come
Like a mountain that smokes from its sum.