nicholas johnson

VIDEOS/PHOTOS

Nicholas Johnson "Cruel Design" from This is Home (2019 Ammonia Records) Video by: Digital Tusk (Silvano Ancelloti & Vittorio Bottini) Location: Varraze, Italy Maiali Con Le Ali (Varraze, Italy) Song Credits: Music & Lyrics by Nicholas Johnson Recorded/Mixed at Attitude Studios Milano by Gianluca Veronal Mastered by Tancredi Barbuscia at Green River Studio, Cavaria con Premezzo (VA) Musicians: Lorena Vezzaro: violin Davide Pacalis: drums Angelo Merico: bass Roberto Balsamo: electric guitars Martino Groppi: ad.

Andrea Rock & Nicholas Johnson "The Night Is Ours" from "This Is Home" (2019 Ammonia Records) video by: Steve Saints Location: Pogue Mahone's Irish Pub, Milano https://www.facebook.com/veryirishpub Thanks: Santa Cruz Italia Song credits: Music & Lyrics by Nicholas Johnson and Andrea Toselli Recorded and mixed at Attitude Studio Milano by

Cover of Smashing Pumpkins "Bullet with Butterfly Wings"

Rock Talks: Nicholas Johnson Cantautore proveniente da Cincinnati, Ohio, Nicholas Johnson si è trasferito due anni fa a Milano. L'ottava punta di Rock Talks è un viaggio tra questi due paesi così diversi, nelle abitudini e nella cultura artistica.

Film Maker: Tommaso Pasi Song: Firewater by Nicholas Johnson Band: Lorena Vezzaro (violin), Davide Pascalis (Cajon)

Lyrics

The night is ours

Words smell like whiskey

And hearts are on fire

Thoughts are all scattered

Like birds from a wire

Well we tipped up our glasses

We shut down the bars

Ohhh the night is ours

The glow of the neon

The bottles they shine

Shots of tequila

Slow sips of wine

And the sounds and the crashes

Of electric guitars

Ohhh the night is ours

OHHHH

We don’t talk about it

OHHHH

We just get around

OHHHH

The night is ours

OHHHH

The night is ours

Pictures and frames of the days

That have gone

Scattered and bruised after awhile

Raise up the spirits

Forget about the past

Oohhh the night is ours

It’s not time for politics, faith, and regrets

This shot of Jameson is for all my friends

Songwriters, punks lets get to the bars

Ohhh the night is ours

OHHHH

We don’t talk about it

OHHHH

We just get around

OHHHH

The night is ours

OHHHH

The night is ours

Cruel Design

Some say time is a long, straight line

The space between the start and the end

Fleeting lives

Like a flash of light

Breezes blow their bitter wind

Burned or buried

Scattered or carried

From a church upon a hill

Dreams we carry

Hopes we’ve buried

Oh I remember still

If the whiskey don’t kill me

The worry will

Some say time is a cruel design

The hours gone the days we spend

Memory dies

Like the sun will rise

Winter breaks what autumn bends

Burned or Buried

Scattered or carried

From a church up on a hill

Dreams we carry

Hopes we buried

Oh I remember still

If the whiskey don’t kill me

The women will

Be quiet, keep still

As the hours expire and the minutes killed

And now turns violently to then

What does it matter?

When the sun explodes and the world will scatter

In a wave of fire and wind

Burned or Buried

Scattered or carried

From a church up on a hill

Dreams we carry

Hopes we buried

Oh I remember still

If the whiskey don’t kill me

The wondering will

Parts Unknown

I left Wyoming in the dead of night

Just to beat the snow

Where was I going?

Where was my mind?

Hell I still don’t know

I burned my bridges

I took my flight

Beneath a thumbnail moon

Smoke and flames I left behind

Winter’s coming soon

Taillights

All night

Drive until

The sunrise

On the move

On the road

To Parts Unknown

I left Arizona and the blood red rocks

In the bloom of spring

I made my money

I made my name

Selling sex and dreams

I left Kentucky I left the south

And I married New York

I had to leave I was never gonna stay

Hell I wanted more

Chorus:

Tail lights

All night

Drive until

The sunrise

On the move

On the road

To Parts Unknown

Thundercloud

Every time you talk about it Slowly marching toward the end

Every time you think that you’re in love Another day on earth has come and gone again

It’s a dream and nothing more Something precious, something small

Wait for me to learn to live

Went around the world to find it or wait for me to fall

Mountains, deserts, streams, and planes

But you needed something more Why do I take these lessons hard?

And it’s you Feelings burn inside and leave my spirt charred

Swimming in my head Give me something, give me peace

And it feels Someone said to me it’s not the path

Like a flash from a thundercloud that hurts the least

Every time you scream about it Firewater take my mind

Every time you think that you’re alone Did it take to long for me to find myself?

Turn around to an open door. Holy water heal my soul

help to make my spirit whole

Been around the world to hide it Oh time it heals you, but man it’ll

Cars and trains and vans and planes kill you if you wait…

You don’t need it anymore you wait too long.

But it’s you Slowly marching towards the end

swimming in my head another life on earth has come and gone again

and it feels something precious, something small

like a flash from a thundercloud Wait for me to learn to live or wait for me to fall

And its you.. ohhhhh Firewater take my mind

You….ohhhh Did it take too long for me to find myself?

You…ohhhh Holy water cleanse my soul

Help to make my spirit whole

And its you Oh time it heals you, but man it’ll

swimming in my head kill you if you wait… you wait too long.

and it feels Don’t wait too long…

like a flash from a thundercloud