Kaybert

Kaybert is the name of a collaboration between Donna Kay Yarborough (The Famous Haydell Sisters), lead vocalist, Mike Short, lead guitarist, and me. You can call us a band.

Front Left Corner of Heaven was released June 6, 2016.

There are 11 songs:

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• Missing Out
• Rooftop
• Team Building
• I Hope You’re Right
• Little Pearl
• Backward
• Black Sail Cover
• Never Love the Ocean (Lyrics by Amy Gray)
• Tear of Joy (featuring Nicole Sangsuree)
• Out of Reach
• Don’t Close Your Eyes (Lyrics by Skelly Harrington)

All songs © 2016 Patrick Short, except where noted.

Lead and backing vocals: Donna Yarborough
Piano and sounds: Patrick Short
Guitars: Mike Short

Exceptions are noted after each track.

 

Missing Out

A nice invitation
How thoughtful of you
I haven’t responded
That’s totally true

How could I decide
This is making me crazy
If I commit to you too soon
I’ll miss something amazing

Everything’s happening everywhere – I’m afraid of missing out

If I wait to commit
I could get more exposure
If I decide wrong
My life is over

I’m scanning all systems
Still checking with friends
I know you need an answer
But it all still depends

Everything’s happening everywhere – I’m afraid of missing out

You say you want to see me
You want me to come over
You need an RSVP while
I’m waiting for a better offer

Si il ya cinq choses que je pourrais faire ce soir,
l’un d’eux pourrait finir par être
plus amusant que celui que j’ai choisi, celui que j’ai choisi

Could it be – someone out there meant for me
I’m afraid of missing out.

© 2013 Patrick Short, BMI

Backing vocals: Patrick and Donna
French vocal: Patrick

Rooftop

There’s outlets for my charger
Got a blue tarp for the rain
The view is pretty awesome
When the clouds are not the same
Always been a climber, climbing up on Cleary School
Now I’m sleeping on the rooftop, until the police come

Dad was a little crazy
I think mom kicked him out
I didn’t get along with her
“cause she always makes me shout
I left or did she push me, well I’m never going back
I’m sleeping on the rooftop just by the chimney stack

You cannot call me homeless
I’m never missing school
I stay some nights at Danny’s
Though his mom can be a tool
I’ve never fit your ideas, and I’ll never take your lead
Now I’m sleeping on the rooftop, where my spirit can fly free

The kids all bring my dinners
And different stuff to read
I miss my little brother
But I hear he don’t miss me
Always been a climber, climbing up on Cleary School
Now I’m sleeping on the rooftop, until until until

© 2012 Patrick Short, BMI

 

Team Building

I’ve been working for this moment
Every minute of my life
Now I’m feeling validated
Now it’s looking like I made it

Welcome to the team
We just think that you’re going to be great
Now we need to know
Just how much you can take

Were you scared
With the lights off
Did it hurt?
And can you keep your mouth shut?

I give everything at practice
Work out two hours every day
Focus and my dedication
Even running in the rain

Welcome to the team
We just think that you’re going to be great
Now we need to know
Just how much you can take

Were you scared
With the lights off
Did it hurt?
And can you keep your mouth shut?

I guess good’s not good enough
I will show you I can take
Anything that you’ve got to give

It’s good to be a veteran
I’ve earned this place I’ve got
You’ll go through what I went through
It’s the way that things are done

Welcome to the team
We just think that you’re going to be great
Can you keep your mouth shut?
Can you keep your mouth shut?

© 2012 Patrick Short, BMI

Backing vocals: Patrick and Donna
Violin: Cowan Jenkins

 

I Hope You’re Right

Have we lost all forward motion?
Have we any sense at all?
The summer of our golden age
Has turned to bitter fall
I cannot tell how close we were
In the fleeting of the light
You say that things will get better
I hope you’re right

They stay hidden behind screen names
And stick closely to their sides
Hurling their invective
Protected by their tribe
Sometimes I guess I feel like
Giving up without a fight
You tell me reason will return
I hope you’re right

“For all those whose cares
have been our concern,
the work goes on,
the cause endures…”
You telling me I cannot let go
I know you’re right
“The hope still lives,
and the dream shall never die.” *

© 2013 Patrick Short, BMI
* Ted Kennedy, in his concession speech in his campaign for nomination as the Democratic Presidential candidate against incumbent Jimmy Carter at the Democratic Convention in New York City (12 August 1980).

Little Pearl

I’m the approaching storm that you did not see
I am the pint-sized terror of the playing field
I always talk my trash where the adults cannot hear me
Now your worst nightmare has been revealed

I’m just a little pearl
Poured on the gas
then lit a match
Little Pearl

You can’t defend yourself from my imagination
It’s very tough to prove a negative
You think that you can simply lead by example
Here’s a little thing to hit you where you live

I’m just a little pearl
Play pretty hard
Played all my cards
Little Pearl

I didn’t know my parents would go on such a tear
Daddy’s called the papers and he’s making threats
In meetings after meetings, and right before the game
Mama’s in your faces saying things she might regret

I’m just a little pearl
Kind of amazed
How things got crazed
Little Pearl

Now I’ve let these things out, I cannot take them back
A hurricane unleashed out of my tiny, tiny lie

I’m just a little pearl
Poured on the gas
then lit a match
Little Pearl
© 2014 Patrick Short, BMI

 

Backward

So there were marches in the sixties
And we sat down in the halls
We knew we’d make a difference
That’s why we risked it all
Those days, we stood with everyone
Those days we knew a change was going to come

Step by step by step by step,
We are walking backward, We are walking backward

It turned sideways in the eighties
They cut us down to size
The traitors bought the system
Lies fed upon the lies
These days, we know suspicion and regret
For those who fall behind and far beyond neglect

Step by step by step by step,
We are walking backward, We are walking backward

We’ve come around 180
And cannot find the track
They’ve chipped away at what we won
And turned the big clock back
These days, we can barely leave our homes
These days, we stand divided and alone

Step by step by step by step,
We are walking backward, We are walking backward
Step by step

© 2013 Patrick Short, BMI

 

Backward voice and creepy whispering: Patrick
Backing vocals: Donna

 

Black Sail Cover

Just when I think I know every thing
Something comes along to turn it upside down
The view’s the same from the top of the bluff
It just feels different when we drive into town
There is still a place where we can go
There’s still a sunset calling us home
There are still boats in the harbor
What’s missing is your black sail cover

Just when I think it’s under control
A memory sneaks in and my heart hits the floor
The things we do haven’t changed very much
We’re just not sailing in your boat any more
There’s still that cold lake water
There’s still the Pioneer Store
There’s a ball of smoke from the Viking tonight
What’s missing is your black sail cover

There is still a place where we can go
There’s still a sunset calling us home
The Magic of Zog is still trés trés jolie
What’s missing is your black sail cover

for John H

© 2012 Patrick Short, BMI  

 

Never Love the Ocean (lyrics by Amy Gray and Patrick Short)

I don’t cry every day now
as suddenly as sneezes.
It’s once or twice,
and when I think of Jesus,
when I repeat
a phrase of yours,
when I repeat
or think about the sea.

I’ll never love the ocean ‘til you come back to me.

I long to hear you
laugh again
play those games we do
our stupid little in jokes
the love you channel through
on this cozy day
and the rain lashing down
with book and cat and cup of tea,

I’ll never love the ocean ‘til you come back to me.

I was there when it started
At least that’s what it seems
As you joyfully trip through
Most of our dreams
I swear I could reach you
It all slipped away
You couldn’t just hang on
And still be set free

I’ll never love the ocean ‘til you come back to me.

for Mike and Katie.

© 2012 Patrick Short, BMI  Lyrics by Amy Gray and Patrick Short

Tear of Joy (featuring Nicole Sangsuree)

You pulled the strings and then gave half the strings away
Building the stories from the myths of the great unknown
When the lights went down and it got so very quiet
You let your children go roll away the stone

All of the gifts that flowed out of you every day
I want to, I want to, I want to live that way
Here we are left with more time and a tear of joy
I want to, I want to, I want to die that way

Here we are walking and here we are so consumed
Here we are working and time gets away from us
There you’re reflected in the spark of the child’s eye
And power that radiates when meat meets the fluff

All of the gifts that flowed out of you every day
I want to, I want to, I want to live that way
Here we are left with more time and a tear of joy
I want to, I want to, I want to die that way

So we are given what you wanted us to have
Soaring to new heights of glory with every run
You gave and you gave and we, we always knew
Someday a check will come due from 2001

All of the gifts that flowed out of you every day
I want to, I want to, I want to live that way
Here we are left with more time and a tear of joy
I want to, I want to, I want to die that way

for Janet and everyone she touched
This is the last recording I did with Nicole.

© 2012 Patrick Short, BMI

Lead and backing vocals: Nicole Sangsuree
Out of Reach

There was so much to discover
So many layers to unfold
To have moments that you gave us
To hear stories that you told

There’s still something you can teach me
But you are out of reach

I can wish and we can wonder
And regret for what is lost
To an undiscovered country
Your soul and body crossed

There’s still something you can teach me
But you are out of reach

There’s still something you can teach me
But you are out of reach

for Nicole. By this merit may all beings achieve omniscience.

© 2015 Patrick Short, BMI

Backing vocals: Donna
Choral vocals: Patrick
Sampled vocals: Nicole Sangsuree

 

Don’t Close Your Eyes (lyrics by Skelly Harrington)

Here the headboard of your sleeping father,
Here’s my little sister’s wedding bed.
They say she dreams a better life hereafter,
But worms, not sugar plums are dancing in her head.

Don’t close your eyes

Dance with me, come dance with me.
Shake the bones and the dust
Of the ones who left us.
Stomp our steps in the freshly turned ground
Come dance with me ‘til the morning.

Such peaceful, family reunions,
Forever now together growing mold.
All of our narcoleptic once relations
Nestle under covers in the cold.

Don’t close your eyes

Dance with me, come dance with me.
Shake the bones and the dust
Of the ones who left us.
Stomp our steps in the freshly turned ground
Come dance with me ‘til the morning.

Scattered paper memories and flowers,
Broken vigil candles on the ground.
Come wrap your shaking arms around me
I will keep you from lying down.
Soundless whispers try to surround us
But we’re dancing to the beating of our blood.
Now the sun is lighting fire to the curtains,
And we lift our hands and scream ‘It is good.’

I don’t want to dream of one another
But let our only covers be the skies.
And I won’t let the sun wake without you
Let no sand, but only light into your eyes.

Don’t close your eyes.

© 2012 Elizabeth Harrington and Patrick Short, BMI 

Backing vocals: Donna and Patrick
That really high vocal: Patrick

 

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