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Pre-order 'Kintsugi' and get "Black Sun" + "No Room In Frame" + "The Ghosts of Beverly Drive" instantly: http://smarturl.it/Kintsugi Exclusive Kintsugi merch bundles available here: http://smarturl.it/KintsugiBundles Follow Death Cab for Cutie Online: http://facebook.com/deathcabforcutie http://twitter.com/dcfc http://youtube.com/dcfctv http://deathcabforcutie.com
Directed by: Robert Hales Black Sun is the first single off of Death Cab for Cutie's upcoming album Kintsugi, out March 31st Pre-order Kintsugi and get Black Sun instantly: http://smarturl.it/Kintsugi Exclusive Kintsugi merch bundles available here: http://smarturl.it/KintsugiBundles Follow Death Cab for Cutie Online: http://facebook.com/deathcabforcutie http://twitter.com/dcfc http://youtube.com/dcfctv http://deathcabforcutie.com
Lead singer and frontman of Death Cab For Cutie Ben Gibbard has stated: "...unlike The Photo Album, I feel like this record is definitely more like a proper ...
"No Room In Frame" is the second single off of Death Cab for Cutie's upcoming album 'Kintsugi', out March 31st Pre-order 'Kintsugi' and get "Black Sun" + "No Room In Frame" instantly: http://smarturl.it/Kintsugi Exclusive Kintsugi merch bundles available here: http://smarturl.it/KintsugiBundles Follow Death Cab for Cutie Online: http://facebook.com/deathcabforcutie http://twitter.com/dcfc http://youtube.com/dcfctv http://deathcabforcutie.com
Record Store Day Release April 19 2014. 1.- Magik Overture 2.- Passenger Seat (2:11) 3.- Different Names for the Same Things (5:26) 4.- A Movie Script Ending...
2009 WMG Soul Meets Body (video)
2008 WMG I Will Possess Your Heart (Album Version video)
2011 WMG. Order our new album "CODES and KEYS" now - http://deathcabforcutie.com/codesandkeys/ The FIRST LIVE, SCRIPTED, ONE-TAKE MUSIC VIDEO SHOOT. EVER.
From the band's forthcoming album, "Kintsugi," Death Cab For Cutie performs "Black Sun."
Ben Gibbard and keyboardist Zac Rae of DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE join Elliot In The Morning live in the studio. [Photo: We Are The Rhoads] http://www.deathcabforcutie.com SUBSCRIBE: http://www.youtube.com/subscription_center?add_user=EITMonline Connect with Elliot In The Morning: Facebook: http://facebook.com/EITMonline Twitter: http://twitter.com/EITMonline Instagram: http://instagram.com/EITMonline Vine: http://vine.co/EITMonline Snapchat: EITMonline Listen to Elliot In The Morning weekday...mornings.
One of my favorite songs by DCFC.
Tracklist: 01. Magik Overture 0:00 02. Passenger Seat 02:15 03. Different Names For The Same Thing 05:30 04. A Movie Script Ending 11:04 05. Stay Young, Go D...
Death Cab For Cutie, A Movie Script Ending music video, from the album Transalanticism. Directed by Josh & Xander.
2009 WMG Grapevine Fires (Video)
A music video I made. http://www.patrickconroy.com/posts/post/a-lack-of-color.html.
© 2011 WMG Death Cab for Cutie, Title and Registration music video, from the album Transalanticism. Directed by Patrick Daughters.
2008 WMG Cath...
Death Cab for Cutie's Ben Gibbard stopped by the SiriusXM studios and performed the single "Black Sun" off their album "Kintsugi". Connect with SiriusXM Online Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/siriusxm Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/siriusxm Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/siriusxm Google+: http://www.google.com/+siriusxm You can hear entire episodes of SiriusXM programming on SiriusXM On Demand. For more information and a free trial go to: http://www.siriusxm.com/ondemand Death Cab for Cutie "Black Sun" // SiriusXM Subscribe to SiriusXM on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/siriusxm
Death Cab For Cutie perform "Black Sun" at 102.1 The Edge's Sugar Beach studio in Toronto. March 5th, 2015. Video Credits Camera: Chris Santos, Ryan Faubert, Laura Whelan Editing : Ryan Faubert Audio Engineering: Michael Emmons Audio Mix: Adam Kecskemeti
Live from Hall of Justice.
2012 WMG - Directed By: Walter Robot Order the album "CODES and KEYS" now - http://deathcabforcutie.com/codesandkeys. Get the song on iTunes: http://atlr.e...
Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism.
Death Cab for Cutie performing "Cath..." at band member Chris Walla's recording studio Hall of Justice. Part of the "Cath..." iTunes single. As it's been ask...
Despite nearly two decades as a band, Death Cab for Cutie have embarked on a new journey with their new album, Kintsugi, their eighth full-length. Founding member and regular producer Chris Walla announced that he was leaving the band, leading them to work with an outside producer (in this case, Rich Costey) for the first time. They seem to have weathered the storm in fine fashion, soldiering on as a trio and performing new songs for us as they return to Morning Becomes Eclectic on the release day for their new album. Watch / Listen to the full session here: http://www.kcrw.com/music/shows/morning-becomes-eclectic/death-cab-for-cutie-2015-03-31
Death Cab for Cutie Performs "No Room in Frame" on Jimmy Kimmel Live SUBSCRIBE to get the latest #KIMMEL: http://bit.ly/JKLSubscribe Watch the latest Halloween Candy Prank: http://bit.ly/KimmelHalloweenCandy Watch the latest Mean Tweets: http://bit.ly/JKLMeanTweets8 Connect with Jimmy Kimmel Live Online: Visit the Jimmy Kimmel Live WEBSITE: http://bit.ly/JKLWebsite Like Jimmy Kimmel Live on FACEBOOK: http://bit.ly/JKLFacebook Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on TWITTER: http://bit.ly/JKLTwitter Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on INSTAGRAM: http://bit.ly/JKLInstagram About Jimmy Kimmel Live: Jimmy Kimmel serves as host and executive producer of Emmy-winning "Jimmy Kimmel Live," ABC's late-night talk show. "Jimmy Kimmel Live" is well known for its huge viral video successes with 2.5 billion views on YouTube alone. Some of Kimmel's most popular comedy bits include - Mean Tweets, Lie Witness News, Jimmy's Twerk Fail Prank, Unnecessary Censorship, YouTube Challenge, The Baby Bachelor, Movie: The Movie, Handsome Men's Club, Jimmy Kimmel Lie Detective and music videos like "I (Wanna) Channing All Over Your Tatum" and a Blurred Lines parody with Robin Thicke, Pharrell, Jimmy and his security guard Guillermo. Now in its thirteenth season, Kimmel's guests have included: Johnny Depp, Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Halle Berry, Harrison Ford, Jennifer Aniston, Will Ferrell, Katy Perry, Tom Hanks, Scarlett Johansson, Channing Tatum, George Clooney, Larry David, Charlize Theron, Mark Wahlberg, Kobe Bryant, Steve Carell, Hugh Jackman, Kristen Wiig, Jeff Bridges, Jennifer Garner, Ryan Gosling, Bryan Cranston, Jamie Foxx, Amy Poehler, Ben Affleck, Robert Downey Jr., Jake Gyllenhaal, Oprah, and unfortunately Matt Damon. Death Cab for Cutie Performs "No Room in Frame" on the AT&T; Outdoor Stage https://youtu.be/4-z4c8uGLzE
Death Cab for Cutie Performs "Black Sun" on Jimmy Kimmel Live SUBSCRIBE to get the latest #KIMMEL: http://bit.ly/JKLSubscribe Watch the latest Halloween Candy Prank: http://bit.ly/KimmelHalloweenCandy Watch the latest Mean Tweets: http://bit.ly/JKLMeanTweets8 Connect with Jimmy Kimmel Live Online: Visit the Jimmy Kimmel Live WEBSITE: http://bit.ly/JKLWebsite Like Jimmy Kimmel Live on FACEBOOK: http://bit.ly/JKLFacebook Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on TWITTER: http://bit.ly/JKLTwitter Follow Jimmy Kimmel Live on INSTAGRAM: http://bit.ly/JKLInstagram About Jimmy Kimmel Live: Jimmy Kimmel serves as host and executive producer of Emmy-winning "Jimmy Kimmel Live," ABC's late-night talk show. "Jimmy Kimmel Live" is well known for its huge viral video successes with 2.5 billion views on YouTube alone. Some of Kimmel's most popular comedy bits include - Mean Tweets, Lie Witness News, Jimmy's Twerk Fail Prank, Unnecessary Censorship, YouTube Challenge, The Baby Bachelor, Movie: The Movie, Handsome Men's Club, Jimmy Kimmel Lie Detective and music videos like "I (Wanna) Channing All Over Your Tatum" and a Blurred Lines parody with Robin Thicke, Pharrell, Jimmy and his security guard Guillermo. Now in its thirteenth season, Kimmel's guests have included: Johnny Depp, Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise, Halle Berry, Harrison Ford, Jennifer Aniston, Will Ferrell, Katy Perry, Tom Hanks, Scarlett Johansson, Channing Tatum, George Clooney, Larry David, Charlize Theron, Mark Wahlberg, Kobe Bryant, Steve Carell, Hugh Jackman, Kristen Wiig, Jeff Bridges, Jennifer Garner, Ryan Gosling, Bryan Cranston, Jamie Foxx, Amy Poehler, Ben Affleck, Robert Downey Jr., Jake Gyllenhaal, Oprah, and unfortunately Matt Damon. Death Cab for Cutie Performs "Black Sun" on the AT&T; Outdoor Stage https://youtu.be/EiOsBvWpQJU
Death Cab for Cutie perform Marching Bands of Manhattan live in concert at Royal Athletic Park for Rifflandia 2014 in Victoria, BC Canada Saturday September 13, 2014. This Death Cab for Cutie Concert was Chris Walla's last as part of the band. This was the very last song of the show. Rifflandia: http://www.rifflandia.com http://www.victoriamusicscene.com http://www.facebook.com/victoriamusicscene http://www.twitter.com/vicmusicscene http://www.magmazingmusic.com http://www.facebook.com/magmazingmusic http://www.twitter.com/magmazing Video shot on a Canon HF-S100 HD Camcorder Audio recorded on an Edirol R-09HR digital audio recorder with Church Audio CA-11 microphones.
Taken from HDNET's HDROCKLIVE. House of Blues, Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Death Cab For Cutie perform "No Room In Frame" at 102.1 The Edge's Sugar Beach studio in Toronto. March 5th, 2015. Video Credits Camera: Chris Santos, Ryan Faubert, Laura Whelan Editing : Ryan Faubert Audio Engineering: Michael Emmons Audio Mix: Adam Kecskemeti
I haven't found this video anywhere on youtube and i think it's such an amazing performance so here it is.
Despite nearly two decades as a band, Death Cab for Cutie have embarked on a new journey with their new album, Kintsugi, their eighth full-length. Founding member and regular producer Chris Walla announced that he was leaving the band, leading them to work with an outside producer (in this case, Rich Costey) for the first time. They seem to have weathered the storm in fine fashion, soldiering on as a trio and performing new songs for us as they return to Morning Becomes Eclectic on the release day for their new album. Watch / Listen to the full session here: http://www.kcrw.com/music/shows/morning-becomes-eclectic/death-cab-for-cutie-2015-03-31
Death Cab For Cutie perform "Passenger Seat" at 102.1 The Edge's Sugar Beach studio in Toronto. March 5th, 2015. Video Credits Camera: Chris Santos, Ryan Faubert, Laura Whelan Editing : Ryan Faubert Audio Engineering: Michael Emmons Audio Mix: Adam Kecskemeti
Death Cab for Cutie - You Are A Tourist Live on Hoppus on Music.
Live on McEnroe.
Yet another studio version. Death Cab for Cutie performing Brothers On a Hotel bed live from the studio. From the album Plans...enjoy! Please Subscribe! I ha...
The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson December 17, 2008.
Death Cab for Cutie return to the town where they started: Bellingham, Washington for From The Vaults on The Warner Sound. From the 'Live at Mount Baker Thea...
Live at Jimmy Fallon
101.9 KINK FM in the Skype Live Studio is presented by Intel.
Watch Ben Gibbard and Nick Harmer of Death Cab For Cutie interview each other about wanting to live on Mars, horrible past bands, and the strangest thing that's ever happened on a run. For more performances and interviews, subscribe & follow! http://twitter.com/chartattack http://facebook.com/chartattack http://chartattack.com
In this video, http://www.WatchMojo.com speaks to Death Cab for Cutie about their inspirations, influences, live shows, and their opinion on the use of Auto-Tune in the music industry.
The band discusses the process of producing its own album this time around with ABC News' Dan Harris. For more, click here: http://abcnews.go.com/Entertainme...
Death Cab for Cutie lead singer Ben Gibbard stops by JCTV to talk music, baseball, his band's unique name, and whether he would choose music or a career with...
Chris Walla, and Ben Gibbard sit down to talk about "Codes and Keys", playing Devo Covers as Devo, and people getting the band's name wrong.
Ben Gibbard and Chris Walla from Death Cab for Cutie talks to Brian Gasparek about their new album Codes and Keys, critical pressure, selling albums and maki...
A mini documentary of Death Cab For Cutie in the era of recording their album Plans.
The indie mainstays on the album Narrow Stairs and the creation of their hit I Will Possess Your Heart video.
The band talk us exclusively through each song on their new album. For more interviews visit http://www.nme.com/video.
Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie performed a cover of Guided by Voices' "Tractor Rape Chain". Connect with SiriusXM Online Instagram: http://www.instagram.com/siriusxm Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/siriusxm Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/siriusxm Google+: http://www.google.com/+siriusxm You can hear entire episodes of SiriusXM programming on SiriusXM On Demand. For more information and a free trial go to: http://www.siriusxm.com/ondemand Death Cab For Cutie "Tractor Rape Chain" Guided by Voices Cover // SiriusXM Subscribe to SiriusXM on Youtube: http://www.youtube.com/siriusxm
Ben and Nick about Roles in the band, Cath, lyrics Watch more video's at http://www.faceculture.com and follow us on http://www.twitter.com/_faceculture . Vi...
Ben and Nick about Writing in Big Sur, idealizing, Bigby Canyon Bridge Watch more video's at http://www.faceculture.com and follow us on http://www.twitter.c...
Ben and Nick about Jack Kerouac, growing up, becoming number one Watch more video's at http://www.faceculture.com and follow us on http://www.twitter.com/_fa...
Seminal indie rockers Death Cab for Cutie performed tracks from their new release and old favorites for a small live audience at Berkeley St Studios and we b...
Jake from The Beejaydeejays interviews Ben Gibbard & Jason McGerr from Death Cab for Cutie, whilst the guys were touring Codes & Keys album in Australia 2012...
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sessions Death Cab For Cutie perform an acoustic version of Cath for TelegraphTv. Check out our webpage for more exclusive perform...
Chris Walla and Jason McGerr from Death Cab for Cutie sit down for a conversation with Matt Schichter about their new record Codes & Keys on the eve of the f...
Seminal indie rockers Death Cab for Cutie performed tracks from their new release and old favorites for a small live audience at Berkeley St Studios and we b...
Death Cab for Cutie frontman Ben Gibbard talks to Brian Gasparek about critics, creativity, tabloid attention and the future of Death Cab.
All images and music belong to their respective owners and should not violate copyright infringement. In order: 10. A Movie Script Ending (not featured) 9. The Sound Of Settling 8. I Will Possess Your Heart 7. Transatlanticism 6. Cath... 5. No Sunlight 4. Grapevine Fires 3. Soul Meets Body 2. The New Year 1. Crooked Teeth
Here it is, my top 20 favorite Death Cab For Cutie songs. Enjoy! DCFC is one of my favorite bands of all time. Their music is unlike any other and so unique....
SUBSCRIBE: http://bit.ly/subGINGERRUNNER GRL iTUNES PODCAST: http://bit.ly/GingerRunnerLIVE I am joined by the incredible singer/songwriter, Ben Gibbard - Death Cab For Cutie, The Postal Service - to talk about music, his life and what lead him to ultrarunning. This is the episode I act like a teenage girl the entire show and fan-girl out. Now where did I put my Death Cab tshirt...? SO DAMN EXCITED. FOLLOW BEN ON SOCIAL: http://instagram.com/gibbstack http://twitter.com/dcfc FOLLOW ME ON ALL THE SOCIAL NETWORKS: http://twitter.com/TheGingerRunner http://facebook.com/TheGingerRunner http://instagram.com/ethannewberry SUBSCRIBE to this channel: http://bit.ly/subGINGERRUNNER SUBSCRIBE to Ethan's Main Channel: http://bit.ly/subMAIN Train Hard. Race Harder. Party Hardest. This product was provided by . All opinions are my own.
http://www.npr.org/player/v2/mediaPlayer.html?action=1&t;=1&islist;=false&id;=136465054&m;=136462476 Entire Death cab for Cutie new album called Codes and Keys. ...
Death Cab For Cutie plays at the Ridglea Theater in Fort Worth, TX - 3/5/02.
No Joy In Mudville - I Will Possess Your Heart - Crooked Teeth - We Laugh Indoors.
A fantastic tune with a glorious 25 minute introduction.
David Letterman 2015 John Oliver Mayim Bialik Death Cab for Cutie HD
Chris Walla from the band called in to the show to discuss his solo record Field Manual, Death Cab's new disc Narrow Stairs and more. Host/Writer/Editor/Prod...
May 10th, 2007 00:00:00 Donovan - To Sing For You 00:02:02 The Postal Service - Brand New Colony 00:05:19 Death Cab for Cutie - Title and Registration 00:09:...
The Late Late Show - 1/30/2015 Air Date: 01/30/15 Guest host Adam Pally welcomes actor Ben Schwartz, television personality Beth Stern, actor Eric Andre and a musical performance by Death Cab For Cutie. (TV-14 D, L)
I made an in-depth tutorial about how to play this great song, I will follow you into the dark by Death Cab for Cutie.
... crowd to the Three Rivers Arts Festival two years ago, returns for a show at Stage AE on June 30.
Pittsburgh Post-Gazette 2015-04-08, will be the host for the April dinner ... million for Connecticut's victory over Kentucky last year ... , named for its location.
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Star Tribune 2015-04-06Death Cab For Cutie is one of the most popular indie-rock bands ever ... On "CBS This Morning:
CBS News 2015-04-04This week, one of the most successful Indie rock bands, Death Cab For Cutie, released their 8th album in 18 years.
CBS News 2015-04-04Death Cab For Cutie released their 8th album in 18 years ... On "CBS This Morning: Saturday," they perform "No Room In Frame."
CBS News 2015-04-04Death Cab for Cutie’s "Kintsugi" ****. To me, "Narrow Stairs" from 2008 stands as Death Cab for Cutie’s best album.
ABC News 2015-04-04Desertion — inseparable from its aftermath of recovery — haunts the band’s eighth album.
New York Times 2015-04-02Desertion — inseparable from its aftermath of recovery — haunts the band’s eighth album.
New York Times 2015-04-02PopDeath Cab For CutieKintsugi[Atlantic]∆∆∆zKintsugi, or "golden ... Ben Gibbard of Death Cab For Cutie.
Buffalo News 2015-04-02Ben Gibbard never thought he'd find himself where he did at the end of 2012.
The Tribune San Luis Obispo 2015-04-01If the world still hungered for Radioheads and Coldplays, Death Cab for Cutie ... Death Cab for Cutie.
Boston Herald 2015-03-31There's no escaping the backdrop of Death Cab for Cutie's eighth studio album, "Kintsugi" (Atlantic) ... Chicago Tribune 2015-03-30
Death Cab for Cutie is an American alternative rock band formed in Bellingham, Washington in 1997. The band consists of Ben Gibbard (vocals, guitar, piano), Chris Walla (guitar, production, keyboards), Nick Harmer (bass) and Jason McGerr (drums).
Gibbard's first album, You Can Play These Songs with Chords, was released as a demo, leading to a record deal with Barsuk Records. It was at this time that Gibbard decided to expand the project into a complete band, and recruited band members to join. The band has released seven studio albums, five EPs, and one demo to date. The band released their seventh album, Codes and Keys, on May 31, 2011.
Death Cab for Cutie began as a solo project of Ben Gibbard while he was the guitar player for the band Pinwheel and was recording under the name All-Time Quarterback. As Death Cab for Cutie, Gibbard released a cassette titled You Can Play These Songs with Chords; the release was surprisingly successful and Gibbard decided to expand the project into a complete band. He recruited Chris Walla (who had also worked on the cassette) as a guitarist, Nick Harmer as bass player, and Nathan Good as drummer . Death Cab for Cutie was officially formed at Western Washington University in Bellingham, Washington, and lyrics from early songs include local references that were important to the band's development. Many of the early songs were recorded in the basement of an Ellis Street home Gibbard lived in with several roommates in Bellingham.
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Letterman is also a television and film producer. His company Worldwide Pants produces his show as well as its network follow-up The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson. Worldwide Pants has also produced several prime-time comedies, the most successful of which was Everybody Loves Raymond, currently in syndication.
In 1996, David Letterman was ranked #45 on TV Guide's 50 Greatest TV Stars of All Time.
Letterman was born in Indianapolis, Indiana. His father, Harry Joseph Letterman (April 1915 – February 1973), was a florist of British descent; his mother Dorothy Letterman (née Hofert, now Dorothy Mengering), a Presbyterian church secretary of German descent, is an occasional figure on the show, usually at holidays and birthdays.
There's no eye in the sky
Just our love
No unobstructed view
No perfect truths
Just our love
Just our love
And there's no verse
No monument of words
For our love
For they can't hold
All I know
About my love, about my love
Storm clouds break
Pools remain memories for
Earth and rain
Evaporate to up above
They become
New love
New love
There's no eye in the sky
Just our love, just our love
No unobstructed views
No perfect truths
You are my army and I would command
"Attack the Holy Land."
And you are that interstate
That I would roll my tanks down.
So color me stunned.
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater
I went to see these battlegrounds
With battlesounds.
And drove to the outskirts
With cars on blocks
And houses run down.
So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater
We'll gather up the family and
Display our diseased organs.
We'll call it pride
We'll celebrate tonight
Tax free and always underpriced.
So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
Lying in a field of black
Underneath the overpass
Mangled in the shards of a metal frame
Woken from the dream by my own name
Well I was such a wretched man
Searching everywhere for a homeland
Now we are under the same sun
Feel it through the leaves let it heal us
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We were both broken in our own ways
Sifting through the rubble for the wrong things
I know you've got a vengeful heart
I cannot be stop soon as I start
But you have seen your darkest rooms
And I have slept in makeshift tombs
And this is where we find our peace
Oh, this is where we are, at least
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
Believe in me, I'm sad and blue
Left with nothing but a picture
Third or fourth weekend in June
December seems to come too soon
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Head is swirling with the scene
Of you and him embraced in rapture
Dirty trying to come clean
But every thought I have is obscene
Will you wait until tomorrow?
Will you wait until
Quilted in our hands
And keeping you tucked in too deep
Struck in the shot of two
Twenty-four hours in June
The morning sun's about to break
I'm looking in as you create someone
You lift your head and brush your teeth and make your bed
As if you won't sleep again
You fix your hair and tie your shoes
And tuck your shirt and now you feel new
The glass is full, the glass is broke
And every day desolves and there's no hope
Of ever leaving this temporary life
Of ever leaving this temporary life
Life, life, life, life
You may ask yourself: is there anyone so alone
That there's no beep before the dial tone
When you pick it up to see who called
If there is, its probably your Mom
Oh the rising sun brings little change
To this city with a stolen name
And you're wondering who's bright idea
On two bicycles
On a hillside desolate
Could nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car
This charming man
Why ponder life's complexities
When the leather runs smooth
On the passenger seat?
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
He knows so much about these things
I would go out tonight
But I haven't got a stitch to wear
This man said it's crucial
That someone so handsome should care
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
La, la-la, la-la, la-la, this charming man ...
Ah! I'm just a country boy
Who never knew his place
He said return the ring
He knows so much about these things
We're not the same, dear, as we used to be.
The seasons have changed and so have we.
There was little we could say, and even less we could do
To stop the ice from getting thinner under me and you.
We bury our love in the windsory grave
Along came the snow, that was all that remained.
But we stayed by its side as the days turned to weeks
And the ice kept getting thinner with every word that we'd speak.
And when spring arrived
We were taken by surprise when the flows under our feet
Led into the sea
Nothing was left for you and me.
We're not the same, dear,
And it seems to me
There's more where we can go
With nothing underneath.
And it saddens me to say
But we both know, well, it's true
That the ice was getting thinner
Under me and you.
The ice was getting thinner
And I'm standing up
In my practice room
I'm all alone
Speakers on the spoon
And my new Gibson and
Oh, what the hell
Things are not so different
In my vocal master
You are the face that launched
One thousand ships
Quakes and Trojans
And a thousand shits
The shits eying the shores
Of Asia minor
Lining all the shores
Of Asia minor
You can tell that I'm not
A minor in Asia no more
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
A thousand ships
I'm standing up
This is the face that launched
One thousand ships
This is the face that shot
You'll never have replaced
Splitting up his kids to three separate parts
Life is sweet in the belly of the beast
In the belly of the beast
And with her song in your heart
It can never bring you down
It can never bring you down
Lost in a maze of a thousand rainy days
Of a thousand rainy days
But when I heard her voice
Oh it lead me to the end
Yes it lead me to then end
Cus when she sings I hear a symphony
And I'm swallowed in sound as it echos through me
And I'm moved
Oh how I feel alive
And through autumns advancing
We'll stay young go dancing
As the music plays
Feel our bodies sway
When we move as one
We stay young
Life is sweet in the belly of the beast
And wither her song in her heart
It can never bring you down
Cus when she sings I hear a symphony
And I'm swallowed in sound as it echos through me
And I'm moved
Oh how I feel alive
And through winters advancing
Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin
because it hasn't sunk in... so far.
Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building
until it's hard to come clean.
Then the months stack up to an addict crutch
As if the drink weren't enough
A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being residential state street
And if I was sober
could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
would I rip hearts apart like paper?
I wish you could know better than you show
with parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
I remember when the days were long,
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn.
Constant quarreling, the childish fits, and our clothes in a pile on the ottoman.
All the slander and double-speak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will put your hard heart away.
You were so condescending..
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
Cup your mouth to compress the sound,
Skinny dipping with the kids from a nearby town.
And everything that I said was true,
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth.
Well, I lost track, and then those words were said.
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed.
Soon we woke and I walked you home,
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly love.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
Scraping paper to document.
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move on.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending,
As the alcohol drained the days.
And as the summer's ending,
The cool air will rush your hard heart away.
You were so condescending.
And this is all that's left:
The empty bottles, spent cigarettes.
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what its like to be new
Cause in my head there’s a greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
where they’re far more suited than here
I cannot guess what we'll discover
We turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels
But I know our filthy hands can wash one another’s
And not one speck will remain
I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
Where soul meets body
I do believe it’s true
That there are roads left in both of our shoes
If the silence takes you
Then I hope it takes me too
So brown eyes I hold you near
Cause you’re the only song I want to hear
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
I once knew a girl
In the years of my youth
With eyes like the summer
All beauty and truth
In the morning I fled
Left a note and it read
Someday you will be loved.
I cannot pretend that I felt any regret
Cause each broken heart will eventually mend
As the blood runs red down the needle and thread
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You may feel alone when you're falling asleep
And everytime tears roll down your cheeks
But I know your heart belongs to someone you've yet to meet
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
You'll be loved you'll be loved
Like you never have known
The memories of me
Will seem more like bad dreams
Just a series of blurs
Like I never occurred
Someday you will be loved
If I could open my arms
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson
If I could open my mouth
Wide enough for a marching band to march out
They would make your name sing
And bend through alleys and bounce off all the buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound
But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
Your love is gonna drown
Love of mine some day you will die
But I'll be close behind
I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white
Just our hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule
I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black
And I held my tongue as she told me
"Son fear is the heart of love"
So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see
From Bangkok to Calgary
And the soles of your shoes are all worn down
The time for sleep is now
It's nothing to cry about
Cause we'll hold each other soon
The blackest of rooms
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Alone on a train aimless in wonder
An outdated map crumbled in my pocket
But I didn't care where I was going
'Cause they're all different names for the same place.
The coast disappeared when the sea drowned the sun
And I knew no words to share with anyone
The boundaries of language I quietly cursed
And all the different names for the same thing
There are different names for the same things
It was one hundred degrees, as we sat beneath a willow tree,
Who's tears didn't care, they just hung in the air, and refused to fall, to fall.
And I knew I'd made horrible call,
And now the state line felt like the Berlin wall,
And there was no doubt about which side I was on.
Cause I built you a home in my heart,
With rotten wood, it decayed from the start.
Cause you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
I braved treacherous streets,
And kids strung out on homemade speed.
And we shared a bed in which I could not sleep,
At all, woo, hoo, woo, hooOoOo.
Cause at night the sun in retreat,
Made the skyline look like crooked teeth,
In the mouth of a man who was devouring, us both.
You're so cute when you're slurring your speech,
But they're closing the bar and they want us to leave.
And you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
No you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
I'm a war, of head versus heart,
And it's always this way.
My head is weak, my heart always speaks,
Before I know what it will say.
And you can't find nothing at all,
If there was nothing there all along.
There were churches, theme parks and malls,
You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise
The youthful boy below who turned your way and saw
Something he was not looking for: both a beginning and an end
But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident
On the back of a motor bike
With your arms outstretched trying to take flight
Leaving everything behind
But even at our swiftest speed we couldn't break from the concrete
In the city where we still reside.
And I have learned that even landlocked lovers yearn for the sea like navy men
Cause now we say goodnight from our own separate sides
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
Like brothers on a hotel bed
With every sun that sets I am feeling more
Like a stranger on a foreign shore
With an eroding beach disappearing from underneath
And when my mirror speaks, it never minces words
Because these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
Because I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end
I always fall in love with an open door
With a horizon on an endless sea
As I look around the ones who were
standing right in front of me
And then my mirror speaks with irreverence
Like a soldier I can't command
It sees a child in the body of a full-grown man
And he's a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
there's nothing on either end
A new position for a different view
And nothing changes but the slightest hues
And I am standing, face to face
With a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside his head
With nothing on either end
[2X]
I'm a man who hides from all that binds
And a mess of fading lines
And there's a tangled thread inside my head
With nothing on either end
There's nothing on the ends
The Atlantic was born today and I'll tell you how...
The clouds above opened up and let it out.
I was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
When the water filled every hole.
And thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
Making islands where no island should go.
Oh no.
Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.
I need you so much closer
I need you so much closer
When I was young, lying in the grass
I felt so safe in a warming bath
Of sunlight
Of sunlight
Fast open sky could do no harm
Like an embrace of a mothers arms
In sunlight
With every year that came to pass
More clouds appear until the sky went black
And now there's
No sunlight,
No sunlight.
And now there's
No sunlight,
No sunlight anymore.
You dissapeared with the same speed
The idealistic things i believed
The optimist died inside of me
No sunlight
You dissapeared with the same speed
The idealistic thing i believed
The optimist died inside of me
No sunlight
I have such a envy for this stranger lying next to me
Who awakes in the night and slips out into the pre-dawn light
No words, a clean escape, no promises or messes made
And chalks it all up to mistake, mistake, mistake
And there are no tears just pity and fear
The vast ravine right in between
A storm at sea, the bow cracked and I was capsizing
I sunk below where I swore I would never go
If you can't stand in place, you can't tell who's walking away
From who remains, who stays, who stays, who stays
And there are no tears just pity and fear
The vast ravine right in between
'Cos there are no tears just pity and fear
And I recall the push more than the fall
The push more than the fall
Lying in a field of grass/glass underneath the overpass.
Mangled in the shards of a middle/metal frame. Woken from the dream by my own name. Well I was such a retchid man searching everywhere for a homeland. Now we are under the same sun feeling through the leaves like a ....
We are the same, we are the same, underneath the sycamore. (X2)
We were both broken in our own ways, sifting through the rubble for the wrong things. I know you got a vengful heart, I cannot be stopped till these eyes? start. But you have seen your darkest rooms and I have slept in make shift rooms. And this is where we find our peace, this is where we are .....
Just admit that you're wrong and I'll give back what I borrowed or stole
From the parent's house, from the studio, it's the principle of...
You said wait here, prove all my hypotheses.
Catching up with the band; their drummer had left to pursue his career.
I rode in their van; they stated,
"The parting was ugly, it brought him to tears."
Sleep tight, we'll drive all night
Turn pikes across state lines...
Hand claps are fading fast, but you still can believe it's passing
These night are fading fast, so you made ?? until midnight
Six hundred miles will be soon cut two inches from
Just rest and play that tape we got from them in Detroit
Sleep tight, we'll make it tonight
Turn pikes and small street signs...
Traded slowings of what was missed and
broke down in the downstairs?
Recited the ten ton fuse that gave way to the new sound
Night caps are sinking fast and tight chorus Sundays
Tomorrow we'll head highways
Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
They're making the killing at the top of the billings
Their role, and that's all that they know
But some boys don't listen, some boys don't listen at all
They don't ask for permission, they lack inhibitions
No walls, and they get what they want
But some boys don't know how to love
Some boys are singing, some boys are singing the blues
Joylessly flinging with the girls that they're bringing to their rooms
And then leave them, they're through
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Cause there's no one that's keeping them warm through evening
They know that they're on their own
Some boys don't know how to love
Some boys are filling, some boys are filling the hole
Some boys are sleeping, some boys are sleeping alone
Some boys don't know how to love x4
St. Peter's Cathedral built of granite and ever fearful of the answer. When the candle in the tunnel is flickering and sputters and fading faster. It's only then that you will know what lies above or down below. Or if these fictions only prove how much you've really got to lose.
At St. Peter's Cathedral there is stain glass there's a steeple that is reaching up towards the heaven, such ambition, never failing to amaze me.
It's either quite the master plan that these chemicals help us understand that when our hearts stop ticking, this is the end, there's nothing past this.
There's nothing past this. (X9)
Badabump bump badump (background)
And if it was just how you wanted
You'd be glued to his bones and his brainstem
And changing your image and attitudes
Won't bring you back into your bedroom
Amputating as he's waiting
Amputating, he's unresponsive
'Cause you're irresponsible
Little swinger your bottle is thinking too much
'Cause you're aiming to please way off target
And I'll tell you what you must already know
Of amputating that too slow
Amputating as he's waiting
Amputating, he's unresponsive
'Cause you're irresponsible
Amputating as he's waiting
Amputating, he's unresponsive
'Cause you're irresponsible
Amputating as he's waiting
Amputating, he's unresponsive
Three wasted years, standing still
As you opened up, 18 miles wide
On this country drive
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
And it's all too much hindsight
Three wasted years, wasting time
As the hunger pains grow inside
I can't keep up
'Cause you're so far gone
There things take my time and energy
Don't stand too close without apologies
Cutthroat; cut out candid glimpses and
Wind me up; i'm ready
Can't escape this line of best fit
Can’t escape this line of best fit
These things take my time end energies
Don’t stand too close without apologies
I remember being inside something more than you
Can’t escape this line of best fit
Can’t escape this line of best fit
Can’t escape this line of best fit
Can’t escape this line of best fit
Leaving the central state from shallow ground
Home in the valley but the rent's paid south
You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty
With what was left of our fair city
Call in the army corps of architects
To flatten the skyline and begin again
I knew the years would move quickly,
But never quite as fast as this
I think i'm drunk enough to drive you home now
I'll keep my mouth kept shut from under lock and key
That's rusted firm, no lie
'cause all these conversations wind on and on...
Drinking champagne from a paper cup
Is never quite the same
And every sip's moving through my eyes
And up into my brain
At half past two; about time to leave
'cause the dj's playing rhythm and blues
A sad-sorry state, stutter step to those slammin' grooves
(That's incentive...)
You see nothing to be adored, when obsession takes it's toll
You can't place you in between the pages of fashion magazines
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what you can't defeat
Boiled over burning clean toward the flesh blocks in your knees
It's a lesson that just might keep suppressing appetites
Paper cuts from turning pages, just like a bad dream
Is it this or that or me that makes you love what
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
That's it's me and you this time
Is it you that always... is it you that decides
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Will the hurt subside, if you decide?
And I live this life just to bear these scars
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall.
Overworked and now I'm all used up
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Final drag fills my lungs and makes me high
They fill up as I bottom out
Steering wheels watch them driving with someplace to go
I'd steer myself, but I don't have a route.
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when months are slow, and I'm down inside
Summer's gone, I overslept and woke up to the chill of fall
Overworked and now I'm all used up.
This TV haze sucks me through I watch the world from the inside
Overworked and now I'm all used up
Working on demand, no ice cream man, beaches filled with sand.
While the TV trays wasted Summer days, slowly slippin' away
But you're so little, Hell, the days are slow, and I'm down inside
I'll have to go you're so little, Hell, when years are slow, and I'm down inside
I think you caught me on the downslide, downturn
I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream
And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles
They had the worst intentions all along after all...
The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens
And all their dazzling children; they're so regal (clean)
With pristine fingertips they wash behind their ears
And let their hair down 'til the audiences leave
I'm definitely shaking
The silence isn't breaking
Backwashed and stranded memories
I saw the scene unfold on a rainy Sunday
Creases indicating folds that kept four walls from caving in
I took a little more of what I take for granted
And filled my plate with fear that gears would turn
And wheels would roll away
Something's got to break you down
Entered the scene (I'm told) on I think it was Monday
You drove straight through and mined that quarry
For all it could bleed 'til dry
I took a little more 'til I got taken for granted
'cause beautiful boys gave chase
And when they arch your backbone
It's such a dreadful sight
Something's got to break you down
I'll react when faces find you
With jealous fits that gag and bind you
'cause nothing hurts like nothing at all
When imagination takes full control
Time for the final bout
Rows of deserted houses
All our stable mates highway bound
Give us our measly sum
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly
Starting out with nothing but crippling doubt
We'll rest easy justified
Suffered a swift defeat, i'll endure countless repeats
The gift of memory is an awful curse
With age it just gets much worse, but i won't mind
I won't mind
I won't mind
Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast
The water's warm and children swim
And we frolicked about in our summer skin
I don't recall a single care
Just greenery and humid air
Then Labor day came and went
And we shed what was left of our summer skin
On the night you left I came over
And we peeled the freckles from our shoulders
Our brand new coats so flushed and pink
And I knew your heart I couldn't win
Cause the seasons change was a conduit
And it came to me then that every plan is a tiny prayer to father time
As I stared at my shoes in the ICU that reeked of piss and 409
And I rationed my breathes as I said to myself that I'd already taken too much today
As each descending peak of the LCD took you a little farther away from me
Away from me
Amongst the vending machines and year-old magazines in a place where we only say goodbye
It stung like a violent wind that our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds
But I knew that you were a truth I would rather lose than to have never lain beside at all
And I looked around at all the eyes on the ground as the TV entertained itself
'Cause there's no comfort in the waiting room
Just nervous pacers bracing for bad news
And then the nurse comes round and everyone will lift their heads
But I'm thinking of what Sarah said that "Love is watching someone die"
Photographs of the best time you had,
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron Street,
as morning turned into California,
And smoke trailed from the butt of my cigarette.
Our glass house it threw rocks at all those it past.
Waking up to the sound of 5 A.M. to take my turn at the wheel.
Climbed up Shasta, oh how the engine ached
as the sun tortured California,
and old alleys turned deep at the heart of me.
Murals of heros defacing the blank concrete.
Vision tunneled, Mission Street, hunger beat
lodged out as the engine wheezed.
Still moving regardless of stable ground
and this stable ground.
Photographs of the best time you had,
windows smugded by the speed.
Leaving home with our bags from Iron street
You'll be given love
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love
You have to trust it,
Maybe not from the sources
you have poured yours
maybe not from the directions
you are staring at,
Twist your head around
it's all around you
all is full of love
all around you,
All is full of love
you just aint receiving
all is full of love
your phone is off the hook
all is full of love
your doors are all shut
all is full of love!
All is full of love
All is full of love
All is full of love
All is full of love
Whenever i come back, the air on railroad is making the same sounds.
And the shop fronts on holly are dirty words (asterisks in for the vowels).
We peered through the windows... new bottoms on barstools but the people remain the same, with prices inflating.
As if saved from the gallows.
There's a bellow of buzzers and the people stop working and they're all so excited.
Passing through unconscious states.
When i awoke i was on the highway.
With your hand on my shoulders, a meaningless movement... a moviescript ending,
And the patrons are leaving, leaving.
Now we all know the words were true in the sappiest songs (yes, yes).
I'll put them to bed, but they won't sleep, they're just shuffling the sheets, they toss and turn,
(you can't begin to get it back).
Passing through unconscious states.
When i awoke i was on
Time for the final bout.
Rows of deserted houses..
All our stable mates are highway bound.
Give us our measly sum:
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly.
We're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt.
We'll rest easy (justified).
I've suffered a swift defeat.
I'll endure countless repeats.
The gift of memory is an awful curse,
with age it just gets much worse,
But I won't mind.
I won't mind..
I won't mind..
I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess
You wanted me to write you letters, but i'd rather lose your address
And forget that we'd ever met and what did or did not occur.
Sitting in the station, it's all a blur
Of dancehall hips, pretentious quips.
A boxers, bob and weave.
And here's the kicker of this whole shebang
You're in debt and completely fooled, that you can look into the mirror and objectively rank your wounds.
Sewing circles are not solely based in trades of cloth...
There's spinsters all around here taking notes, reporting on us.
As information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by so slowly
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by so slowly
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
As our days are crawling by so slowly
Information travels faster in the modern age, in the modern age
There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes... i threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards and the sting in my eyes
That you then inflicted was par for the course just as when you were living.
It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother that would raise us alone, we never saw the money that went down your throat
Through the hole in your belly.
Thirteen years old in the suburbs of denver
Standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner at the catholic church. the servers wore crosses
To shield from the sufferance plauging the others. styrofoam plates, cafateria tables charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
And i'm thinking of you. i do every year
When we count all our blessings
And wonder what we're doing here.
You're a disgrace to the concept of family
The priest won't divulge that fact in his homily and i'll stand up and scream
If the mourning remain quiet, you can deck out a lie in a suit but i won't buy it.
It's gotten late and now i want to be alone
All of our friends were here, they all have gone home
And here i sit on the front porch watching the drunks stumble forth into the night
"you gave me a heart attack; i did not see you there. i thought you had disappeared so early away from here."
And this is the chance I never got to make a move.
But we just talk about the people we've met in the last 5 years.
And will remember them in ten more?
I let you bum a smoke, you quit this winter past.
Sitting on a carousel ride without any music or light.
Everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling.
I can hear the atlantic echo back roller coaster screams from summers past.
And everything was closed at coney island, and i could not help from smiling.
I don't mind the weather
I've got scarves and caps and sweaters
I've got long johns under slacks for blustery days.
I think that it's brainless to assume that making changes to your window's view will give a new perspective.
And the hardest part is yet to come
I don't mind restrictions or if you're blacking out the friction
It's just an escape (it's overrated anyways)
The hardest part is yet to come
I put on my overcoat and walked into winter - my teeth chattered rhythms
And they were grouped in twos or threes, like a morse code message was sent from me to me. cars on slippery slopes, they're stuck...
People pushing through their mittens as i was beginning to feel it soaking through my shoes, getting colder with every step i took to your apartment, dear.
And i was a kaleidoscope... the snow on my lenses distorting the image of what was only one of you and i didn't know which one to address as all your lips moved.
This is when i forget breathe all the things i scripted, they sound unfounded.
And the look that you're giving me, it tells me exactly what you are thinking...
"this ain't working anymore."
They got their mothers worked into a panic
Sledding down hills into oncoming traffic
The parents layered clothes until the children couldn't move then kept them outside til their noises were blue and I got left there, too.
I put on my overcoat and walked into winter, my teeth chattered rhythms.
The workadays were propping the bar quietly erasing the week and i was in a cornerbooth thinking
(pretending to read) about the impossiblity of one to love unconditionally and the words that we drive into the ground...
Their repetition starts to thin their meaning.
Then everything got frighteningly still as they entered and intersected the floor and i tried to choke my stare at the perfection that others would kill for.
But all of the parts are the same on every face (few variables change).
The differences pale when compared to the similarity they share
Finally there is clarity and there is purpose after all, but every night ends the same as i'm collapsing once more by your side.
I descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
And soon I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died
Barefoot in the shallow creek
I grabbed some stones from underneath
Waiting for you to speak to me
And the silence, it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared
And I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn't play like it did in my mind
All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your road
'Cause I've still got miles to go
I want to know my fate if I keep up this way
It's hard to want to stay away
And everyone you meet all seem to be asleep
You wonder if you're missing your dream
Can't see your dream, can't see your dream
Just can't see your dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Dream, dream, dream, dream
Then it started getting dark
And I trudged back to where the car was parked
No closer to any kind of truth
We started dancing and love put us into a groove
As soon as we started to move.
The music played while our bodies displayed through the dance,
Then love picked us out for romance.
I thought it was clear the plan was we would share,
This feeling just between ourselves.
But when the music changed, the plan was re-arranged
He went to dance with someone else.
We started dancing and love put us into a groove
But now he's with somebody new - what does love want me to do?
Love said:
Let the music play he won't get away,
Just keep the groove and then he'll come back to you again, let it play.
Let the music play he won't get away,
This groove he can't ignore, he won't leave you anymore, no, no, no.
He tried pretending a dance is just a dance, but I see
He's dancing his way back to me.
Guess he's discovered we are truly lovers,
Magic from the very start, 'cause love just kept me groovin',
And he felt me movin' even though we danced apart.
So we started dancing and love put us into the groove
As soon as we started to move, as soon as we started to move.
Love said:
Let the music play he won't get away,
Just keep the groove and then he'll come back to you again, let it play.
Let the music play he won't get away,
This groove he can't ignore, he won't leave you anymore, no, no, no.
He tried pretending a dance is just a dance, but I see
He's dancing his way back to me,
He's dancing his way back to me.
Love said:
Let the music play he won't get away,
Just keep the groove and then he'll come back to you again, let it play.
Let the music play he won't get away,
This groove he can't ignore, he won't leave you anymore
Let the music play he won't get away,
Just keep the groove and then he'll come back to you again, let it play.
Starched white shirts, so neatly pressed by domestic muses
Feed delusions that everything is working out right,
But your ribs can't withstand increasing weight
As your heart gets heavier and sooner or later,
It falls to the tips of your toes.
And every day tastes like inhaling
When you just lit the wrong end (that plastic burning scent).
Your only friends are on the exit ramps of gridlock caravans.
You try to ask how they've been,
Sometimes I talk like a turnstile
when I have had too much to drink
A tangled tongue like English Ivy
Just like a film dubbed out of sync
The phone is ringing in the guest room
A muffled voice on the machine
It's either someone I don't want to talk to
Or someone selling what I don't need
'Cause I'm waiting for you to come on home
Sometimes I fall in fits of laughter
My bottle shatters on the floor
And you apologize profusely
for the drunkard on your arm
And I'll change, love, change, love
Change for you
Cause even slurred words can contain some truth
I'll change, love, change, love
Change for you
Having dreams about you
I want to scream about you
I'm having dreams about you
I want to scream about you
Everything you've done
You were the girl who seemed to own the world
Everything was about you
I took a chance to call you my own
I didn't know a thing about you
I though you could love
What a fool I was
It was going on
I was just singing my songs
There was something mad about you
I took it wrong
You liked my song
Why couldn't I have you
A crazy dream you done me wrong
You left me long
I couldn't stand a chance with out you
You said that love was dead and in my head
I just couldn't believe it
And on the phone you said
You never knew me at all
You never knew me at all
I thought there was love
What a fool I was
And everything was in hyper-jinx
Just like an old time movie
You don't understand
Can't comprehend
I guess it doesn't really matter
And every dream a nightmare
And nothing really matters
I thought I was loved
What a fool I was
Having dreams about you
Having dreams about you
Having dreams about you
1, 2, 3
Every scream went bleeding through these paper walls
And all the make up in the world couldn't hide the scars
I leave today
I'm packing light, a suitcase and toiletries
The rolling hills and willow trees
Of Carolina wait for me
You never learned the rules have changed since we were 9
This isn't school, boys don't assault the girls they like
The taste of blood
The claim of love
These two will here on cease to be
Sprouting from your fists and tongue
As Carolina waits for me
Fields of grain go whipping by from the window seat
I'm drifting in, I'm drifting out
Catching up on sleep
I couldn't get indentured sins, the very crest of 17
I left my keys and broken dreams
'Cause Carolina waits for me
I will never forgive a single day
Mile markers seem to call my name and say,
"You're safer now
Through every town
We'll light your way in reflective green."
The wind picked up, the fire spread
The grapevine singing, left for dead
The northern sky looked like the end of days, end of days
The wake up call to a rented room
Sounded like an alarm of impending doom
To warn us it's only a matter of time
Before we all burn
Before we all burn
Before we all burn
Before we all burn
Bought some wine and some paper cups
Near your daughter's school and we picked her up
Drove to the cemetery on a hill, on a hill
Watched the bullets paint the sky gray
She laughed and danced through the field of graves
There I knew we'd be alright
Everything will be alright
Will be alright
Will be alright
Will be alright
News reports on the radio said it was getting worse
As the ocean air fanned the flames
But I couldn't think of anywhere I would've rather been
To watch it all burn away, to burn away
The firemen worked in double shifts
With prayers for rain on their lips
Once when my folks were gone
I saw a lot of liquor
I saw my tomcat
Famose
I saw my tomcat
What?
Tomcat
What?
My tomcat
Tomcat
I saw a bowl of milk
And I said
"Hey"
What?
I got news for you
That's weird
I got news for you
I got news
10, 5, 0 meters
I think it's, um . . .
I like the beat a lot
And I like the pool
And I can dance around the room
And I
Tomcat
Hello, tomcat
News for you
What, tomcat?
News for you
What, tomcat?
As you're listening to heart sounds
And murmurs
Instead of using words to
Describe them
It's somewhat like eating an apple
And trying to describe how it tastes
What
Tomcat
So what?
The LSD
What?
I'm unsure
I got news for you
Some kind of LSD
Sure enough, I'll come
Tomcat
And I'm sure
The rumors
I got news for you
Hey, tomcat
And I'm sure the rumors
What, tomcat?
And I'm sure the box I
And I'm sure the box
Some kind of L word
One of the LS words
What the LS?
The L word
The LSD pill and the cat
What is going on, motherfucker?
No, no
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
There's salt
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
You're so flustered
I excel at stone
When given the exposed
(originally by The Cure)
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am home again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am whole again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am young again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am fun again
However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
I will always love you
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am free again
Whenever I'm alone with you
You make me feel like I am clean again
However far away
I will always love you
However long I stay
I will always love you
Whatever words I say
I will always love you
Sleep, sleep with the lights on
Shutters and shades drawn
There's too many windows
Noise
Cars on the freeway
Attempting a clean break
There's nowhere left to go
Watching the room sweep
Through cracks in the concrete
Plates, they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Home, home is a fire,
Burning reminder
Of where we belong, love
With walls built up around us
The bricks make me nervous
They're only so strong, love
They're only so strong, love
Plates, they will shift
Houses will shake
Fences will drift
We will awake
Only to find
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
Nothing's the same
That night Cutie called a cab.
Baby, don't do it
She left her East Side room so drab.
Baby, don't do it
She went out alone in town
Knowing it would make her lover frown.
Death cab for Cutie
Death cab for Cutie
Someone's going to make you pay your fare.
The cab was racing through the night.
Baby, don't do it
His eyes, they were keeping Cutie in sight.
Baby, don't do it
When he saw Cutie it gave him a thrill
Don't you know that baby cabs can kill?
Death cab for Cutie
Death cab for Cutie
Someone's going to make you pay your fare.
Cutie, don't you play with fate.
Don't you leave your love alone.
If you go out on this date
His heart will turn to stone.
Bad girl Cutie, what have you done?
Baby, don't do it
Slipping, sliding down on Highway 31.
Baby, don't do it
The traffic lights change from green to red.
They tried to stop but they both wound up dead.
Death cab for Cutie
Death cab for Cutie
Someone's going to make you pay your fare.
Someone's going to make you pay your fare.
Someone's going to make you pay your fare
Earth angel, earth angel
Will you be mine?
My darling dear,
Love you all the time.
I'm just a fool,
A fool in love...
With you
Earth angel, earth angel
The one I adore,
Love you forever,
And ever more
I'm just a fool,
A fool in love
With you.
I fell for you,
And I knew
The vision of your loveliness
I hoped and I prayed
That someday,
I'd be the vision
Of your happiness
Earth angel, earth angel,
Please be mine
My darling dear,
Love you all the time
I'm just a fool,
A fool in love
With you
I fell for you,
And I knew
The vision of your loveliness
I hope and I pray
That someday,
I'd be the vision
Of your happiness
Earth angel, earth angel
Please be mine
My darling dear,
Love you all the time
I'm just a fool,
A fool in love...
Isolations, dotted lines
Seas of concrete, wild eyes
Streaking colors, blurred to one
Always moving, blinding sun
Blinding sun
Coldest comfort, safety glass
Seasons turning, dying grass
California, gilded crowns
Idle workers, counting down
Somewhere down, down
Down in the ocean of sound, sound
We'll live in slow-motion
And be free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Isolation
Isolation
California, gilded crowns
Idle workers, counting down
Somewhere down, down
Down in the ocean of sound, sound
We'll live in slow-motion
And be free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Somewhere down, down
Down in the ocean of sound, sound
We'll live in slow-motion
And be free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Somewhere down, down
Down in the ocean of sound, sound
We'll live in slow-motion
And be free
With doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
Somewhere down
Doors unlocked and open
Doors unlocked and open
I guess you never knew,
Dear boy, what you had found,
I guess you never knew,
Dear boy, that she was just the cutest thing around.
I guess you never knew what you had found,
Dear boy.
I stepped in, my heart was down and out,
But her love came through and brought me 'round,
got me up and about.
I guess you never saw,
Dear boy, that love was there,
And maybe when you look too hard,
Dear boy, you never do become aware.
I guess you never did become aware,
Dear Boy.
When I stepped in, my heart was down and out,
But her love came through and brought me 'round,
got me up and about.
I hope you never know, dear boy,
how much you missed,
And even when you fall in love,
Dear boy, it won't be half as good as this
I hope you never know how much you missed, dear boy.
I stepped in, my heart was down and out,
But her love came through and brought me 'round,
got me up and about.
Dear boy, how much you missed,
Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do
Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
Oooooh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you
So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
(Here it comes again, here it comes again)
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want dive into your ocean
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorbaord, wrinkled up from pulling pushing tasting.
You keep twisting the truth that keeps me thrown askew.
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
When we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground.
Peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still.
This city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change.
So i breed thicker skin and let me lustrous coat fill in and i'll never admit that
I loved you guenivere.
I've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promise that
"no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears."
I want purity, i must have it here right now.
But don't you get me started now.
December's chill comes late, the days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass.
I'm in Los Angeles today...
It smells like an airport runway.
Jet fuel stenches in the cabin
And lights flickering at random.
I'm in Los Angeles today...
Garbage cans comprise the medians of freeways always creaping
Even when the population's sleeping.
And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
I'm in Los Angeles today...
Asked a gas station employee if he ever had trouble breathing
And he said "It varies from season to season, kid."
It's where our best are on display...
Motion picture actors' houses
Maps are never ever current
So save your film and $15.
And I can't see why you'd want to live here.
Billboards reach past the tallest buildings,
"We are not perfect - but we sure try."
As UV rays "degradate" our youth with time.
The vessel keeps pumping us through this entropic place
In the belly of the beast that is Californ-i-a,
I drank from a faucet and I kept my receipts
For when the weigh me on my way out
(Here nothing is free).
The greyhounds keep coming
Dumping locusts into the street
Until the gutters overflow
And Los Angeles thinks,
"I might explode someday soon."
It's a lovely summer's day
And I can almost see a skyline through a thickening shroud of egos.
(Is this the city of angeles or demons?)
Here the names are what remain...
Stars encapsulate the gold lame
And they need constant cleaning for when the tourists begin salivating.
I've got a hunger
Twisting my stomach into knots
That my tongue was tied off
My brain's repeating
"if you've got an impulse let it out"
But they never make it past my mouth.
Baa bah, this is the sound of settling
Baa bah, baa bah
Our youth is fleeting
Old age is just around the bend
And i can't wait to go grey
And i'll sit and wonder
Of every love that could've been
If i'd only thought of something charming to say.
Baa bah, this is the sound of settling
Baa bah, baa bah
This is the moment that you know
That you told her that you loved her but you don't.
You touch her skin and then you think
That she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
Yeah, she is beautiful but she don't mean a thing to me.
I spent two weeks in Silverlake
The California sun cascading down my face
There was a girl with light brown streaks
And she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
Yeah she was beautiful but she didn't mean a thing to me.
Wanted to believe in all the words that i was speaking
As we moved together in the dark
And all the friends that i was telling
And all the playful misspellings
And every bite i gave you left a mark
Tiny vessels oozed into your neck
And formed the bruises
That you said you didn't want to fade
But they did and so did i that day
All i see are dark grey clouds
In the distance moving closer with every hour
So when you ask "was something wrong?"
That i think "you're damn right there is but we can't talk about it now.
No, we can't talk about it now."
So one last touch and then you'll go
And we'll pretend that it meant something so much more
But it was vile, and it was cheap
And you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
I roll the window down
And then begin to breathe in
The darkest country road
And the strong scent of evergreen
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
Then looking upwards
I strain my eyes and try
To tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
From the passenger seat as you are driving me home.
"do they collide?"
I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash
The world doesn't matter.
When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride
When you need directions then i'll be the guide
For all time.
So this is the new year.
And i don't feel any different.
The clanking of crystal
Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).
So this is the new year
And I have no resolutions
For self assigned penance
For problems with easy solutions
So everybody put your best suit or dress on
Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once
Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn
As thirty dialogs bleed into one
I wish the world was flat like the old days
Then i could travel just by folding a map
No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways
There'd be no distance that could hold us back.
There'd be no distance that could hold us back
Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And i have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to go wrong.
I am waiting for familiar resolve.
Sometimes it seems that i don't have the skills to recollect
The twists and turns of plots that turned us from lovers to friends
I'm thinking i should take that volume back up off the shelf
And crack it's weary spine and read to help remind myself
But if i move my place in line i'll lose.
And I have waited, the anticipation's got me glued.
I am waiting for something to wrong
I am waiting for familiar resolve
I am waiting for another repeat
Another diet fed by crippling defeat
And i am waiting for that sense of relief
I am waiting for you to flee the scene
As if you held in your hand the smoking gun
And on the floor lay the one you said you loved.
And it's strange
They are basically the same
So i don't ask names anymore.
Sometimes i think this cycle never ends
We slide from top to bottom and we turn and climb again
And it seems by the time that i have figured what it's worth
The squeaking of our skin against the steel has gotten worse.
There's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress
And i'm sneaking glances.
Looking for the patterns in static
They start to make sense the longer i'm at it.
Ivory lines lead
Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho
Your heart is a river that flows from your chest
Through every organ
Your brain is the dam
And i am the fish who can't reach the core.
Ivory lines lead
Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho
Oh, instincts are misleading
You shouldn't think what you're feeling
They don't tell you what you know you should want.
Ivory lines lead
Oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho
Oh, instincts are misleading
You shouldn't think what you're feeling
They don't tell you want you know you should want.
Ivory lines lead
And when i see you
I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better
It picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around
If you feel discouraged
That there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover
It's really bursting at the seams
Absorbing everything
The spectrum's a to z
This is fact not fiction
For the first time in years
And all the girls in every girlie magazine
Can't make me feel any less alone
I'm reaching for the phone
To call at 7:03 and on your machine I slur a plea for you to come home
But i know it's too late
I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay
This is fact not fiction
You were the mother of three girls so sweet
Who stormed through your turnstile
And climbed to the street
But after conception your body lay cold
And withered through autumn and you found yourself old
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
He took a lover on a faraway beach
While you arrange flowers and chose color schemes
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
The girls were all there
They traded their vows
The youngest one glared with furrowed brows
They tenderly kissed then cut the cake
The bride then tripped and broke the vase
The one you thought would spend the years
So perfectly placed below the mirror
Arriving late, you clean the debris
And walked into the angry sea
It felt just like falling in love again
Can you tell me why you have been so sad?
Synapse to Synapse: the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks
and family greetings on your wedding
your wedding
your wedding date.
The figures in plastic
on the wedding cake
that I took
were so real.
And I kept a distance:
the complications cloud
the postcards and blips through fiberoptics,
as the girls with the pigtails
were running from little boys wearing bowties
their parent bought them:
"I'll catch you this time!"
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
screaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but I can't spit it out
when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Synapse to Synapse:
the sneaky kids had attached beer cans
to the bumper so they could drive
up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see
who's making the racket.
It's not the first time.
When they lay down
the fish will swim upstream
and I'll contest but they won't listen
when the casualty rate's near 100%,
and there isn't a pension for second best
or for hardly moving..
Crashing through the parlor doors,
what was your first reaction?
Sreaming, drunk, disorderly:
I'll tell you mine.
You were the one
but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.
Pity
Take pity on me
Because I’m not half the man that I should be
Always turning to run
From the people I should not be afraid of
And darlin' you should know
That I have fantasies about being alone
It’s like love is a lesson
That I can’t learn
So I make the same mistakes at each familiar turn
[Chorus]
I know you can’t hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who wont swim
Who wont dip his toe in
Just to keep you here with him
I’ve got this habit I abhor
When we go out I’m always watching the door
As if there’s someone I’m gonna see
Who could out do the things that you do to me
[Chorus]
I know you can’t hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who won’t fly
Who will take to the skies
If he thinks that you’re about to say goodbye
Pity, take pity on me
Because I’m not half the man that I should be
And I don’t blame you you’ve had enough
With all these empty promises and countless bluffs
[Chorus]
'Cause I know you can’t hold out forever
Waiting on a diamond and a tether
From a boy who won’t jump
When he falls in love
He just stands with his toes on the edge
The snow's coming down
I'm watching it fall
Watching the people around
Baby please come home
The church bells in town
They're ringing a song
What a happy sound
Baby please come home
They're singing deck the halls
But it's not like Christmas at all
I remember when you were here
All the fun we had last year
Pretty lights on the tree
I'm watching them shine
You should be here with me
Baby please come home
Baby please come home
They're singing deck the halls
But it's not like christmas at all
I remember when you were here
All the fun we had last year
If there was a way
I'd hold back these tears
But it's Christmas day
Baby please come home
Baby please come home
We won't get far
Flying in circles inside a jar
Because the air we breathe
Is thinning with the words that we speak
That we speak
You and me
That we speak
You and me
You're on the floor
Fearful of what's outside your door
But the codes and keys
They can protect you
From the pangs of jealousy
When you scream
Love you see
Like a child
Throwing stones at the sky
When they fall back to earth
As minor chords of major works
Separate rooms of single life
We are one
We are alive
We are alive
We are alive
We are alive
I don't know if you can hear me
I'm feeling down and can't think clearly
Even though it's complicated
We've got time to start again
I don't know if you can hear me
Some things I'd change but it's too late
I'd take the past and make it straight
Even though it's complicated
We've got time to start again
I don't know if you can hear me
I'm sorry for the things I've said
But some thoughts just won't leave my head
Even though it's complicated
We've got time to start again
I don't know if you can hear me
Even though it's complicated
We've got time to start again
Cath, she stands with a well-intentioned man
But she can't relax with his hand on the small of her back
And as the flash bulbs burst
She holds a smile like someone would hold a crying child
And soon everybody will ask what became of you
And your heart was dying fast, and you didn't know what to do
Cath, it seems that you live in someone else's dream
In a hand-me-down wedding dress
Where the things that could have been are oppressed
But you said your vows, and you closed the door
On so many men who would have loved you more
And soon everybody will ask what became of you
And your heart was dying fast, and you didn't know what to do
The whispers that it won't last roll up and down the pews
But if their hearts were dying that fast,
They'd have done the same as you
His head was a city
of paper buildings
and the echoes that remained
of old friends and lovers
their features bleeding
together in his brain, oh ho ho
And once it starts
it was harder to tell them apart, oh ho ho
He was always distracted
by the very mention
of an open door, oh ho ho
cuz he had sworn
not to be what he'd been before
to be a remain remain remain remainder
to be a remain remain remain remainder
The television was snowing softly
as she hunted for her keys
She said never envisioned
him the type of person
capable off such deceit, oh ho ho
oh ho ho
And then they carried on like long division
as it was clear with every page oh that they were
further away
from a solution that would play
without a remain remain remain remainder
without a remain remain remain remainder
without a remain remain remain remainder
without a remain remain remain remainder
he had sworn not to be what he'd been before
to be the remain remain remain remainder
to be the remain remain remain remainder
to be the remain remain remain remainder
to be the remain remain remain remainder
to be the remain remain remain remainder
I know I got a bad reputation
And it isn't just talk, talk, talk
If I could only give you everything
You know I haven't got
I couldn't have one conversation
If it wasn't for the lies, lies, lies
And still I want to tell you everything
Until I close my eyes
Suddenly I'm on the street
Seven years disappeared below my feet
Been breaking down, do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm down in Harold Square
Looking in a crowd your face is everywhere
Been turning around, do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Don't try to be an inspiration
You're just wasting your time, time, time
You know I'm about the best I'll ever be
I see it in your eyes
I know I got a bad reputation
And it isn't just talk, talk, talk
If I could only give you everything
You know I haven't got
Suddenly I'm on the street
Seven years disappeared below my feet
Been breaking down, do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm in another place
Looking in the crowd
I think I see your face
Been turning around
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Don't you think I've heard the talk
Nobody's going to tell me who to look
Been breaking down do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Suddenly I'm in Harold Square
Looking in a crowd, your face is everywhere
Been turning around, do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
Do you want me now?
But I'm just breaking down, down, down, down, down
Been breaking down, down, down, down, down
Been breaking down, down, down, down, down
She's a good girl, loves her mama
Loves Jesus and America too
Shes a good girl, crazy 'bout Elvis
Loves horses and her boyfriend too
It's a long day living in reseda
There's a freeway runnin' through the yard
And I'm a bad boy 'cause I don't even miss her
I'm a bad boy for breakin her heart
And I'm free, free fallin'
Yeah I'm free, free fallin'
All the vampires walkin' through the valley
Move west down ventura boulevard
And all the bad boys are standing in the shadows
All the good girls are home with broken hearts
And I'm free, free fallin'
Yeah I'm free, free fallin'
Free fallin', now I'm free fallin', now I'm
Free fallin', now I'm free fallin', now I'm
I wanna glide down over mulholland
I wanna write her name in the sky
Gonna free fall out into nothin'
Gonna leave this world for a while
And I'm free, free fallin'
And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time
And so it is
The shorter story
No love, no glory
No hero in her sky
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
And so it is
Just like you said it should be
We'll both forget the breeze
Most of the time
And so it is
The colder water
The blower's daughter
The pupil in denial
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off of you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes off you
I can't take my eyes...
Did I say that I loathe you?
Did I say that I want to
Leave it all behind?
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off of you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind off you
I can't take my mind...
My mind...my mind...
The Eiffel Tower built to smaller scale
The freshest oxygen I’d ever inhale
I tapped a bottle against the safety rail
Killing time
And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
You said that all these things
You’ve learned to ignore
The hidden cameras on the casino floor
And what gets paid for behind hotel doors
Oh come on
Pretend every slot machine is a robot
Amputee waving hello
The people stare into their eyes
And they feed them little bribes
And then they go
The never ending twilight
In a basement where the sun has never spilt
You said that you were lonely
And then we kissed like lonely people do
You said this city has a beating heart
That pushes people down the boulevard
And they’re all hoping for a wish fulfilled
In a desert for a dollar bill
Those foolish dreams you know they plague me still
Oh come on
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
And oh so empty were the faces
Of the dealers and the waitresses around
How I wish you could see the potential
The potential of you and me
It's like a book elegantly bound
But in a language that you can't read just yet
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
There are days when outside your window
I see my reflection as I slowly pass
And I long for this mirrored perspective
When we'll be lovers, lovers at last
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
You reject my advances and desperate pleas
I won't let you let me down so easily
So easily
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
You gotta spend some time, love
You gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love
I will possess your heart
I will possess your heart
Meet me on the equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
And as we walk in the dimming light
Oh, darling understand
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
Meet me on your best behavior
Meet me at your worst
For there will be no stone unturned
Or bubble left to burst
Let me lay beside you, darling
Let me be your man
And let our bodies intertwine
But always understand
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything ends
That everything, everything, everything ends
A window, an opened tomb
The sun crawls across your bedroom
A halo, a waiting room
Your last breath's moving through you
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything ends
As everything, everything, everything
Everything, everything, everything ends
Meet me on the equinox
Meet me half way
When the sun is perched at it's highest peek
In the middle of the day
Let me give my love to you
Let me take your hand
And as we walk in the dimming light
Oh, darling understand
His head was a city
Of paper buildings
And the echoes that remained
Of old friends and lovers
Their features bleeding
Together in his brain
And once it started was harder to
Tell them apart
He was always distracted
By the very mention
Of an open door
'Cause he had sworn not to be what he'd been before
To be a remain remain remain remainder
The television was snowing softly
As she hunted for her keys
She said she never envisioned him the type of person capable of such deceit
And they carried on like long division
And it was clear with every page
That they were further away from a solution that would play
Without a remain remain remain remainder
He had sworn not to be what he'd been before
You don't know how you move me
Deconstruct me
And consume me
I'm all used up
I'm out of luck
I am starstruck
By something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive
But I'm sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that's ugly and a lie
It's hard to even want to try
And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know
I'll take or leave
The room to breathe
The choice to leave you
I'll throw away
A chance at greatness
Just to make this
Dream come into play, I don't know if I'll find a way
'Cause I'm sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that's ugly and a lie
It's hard to even want to try
And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know
I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know
There's something in your eyes that is keeping my hope alive
But I'm sick of myself when I look at you
Something is beautiful and true
In a world that's ugly and a lie
It's hard to even want to try
And I'm beginning to think Baby you don't know
Jealousy rides with me
such a faithful companion no one could be
and he sits on my shoulder
and whispers the things that make me so bitter its sick
jealousy rides with me
in wake or in slumber I can't get relief
from the pictures he paints of the passion in heat
and though I try I can't stop listening
and I've tried bribery, but to no effect
cause there's no amount of money that would get him to split
as long as I'm living and we're not together
I'll be chained to this beast with no chance of severance 'cause
jealousy rides with me
such a faithful companion no one could be
for a journey that leads to the outskirts of time
but don't worry about me, I'll be fine
Will I have learned so very little
When these bones are old and brittle?
I wait to talk when I should listen
And cloud mistakes with false revisions
All my friends are forward-thinking
Getting hitched and quitting drinking
And I can feel them pulling away
As I'm resigned to stay the same
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
I was once a loyal lover
Whose lips did never seek anothers
But now each love's more like a match
A blinding spark that burns out fast
And they all conclude with the same sentence:
"I've never met someone more self-centered
Who thinks that life with a nice girl's like
Waiting for a bus to work"
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
If you deem it so
Just cut the cord and go
You'll be fine
There's plenty of hills to climb
You can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
Hang around, Willy Boy
Don't you raise the sails anymore
It's for sure that I spent my whole life at sea
And I'm pushing age 73
And there's only one place that was meant for me
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Billy
We're going to sooth away the rest of our years
We're going to put away all of our tears
That big rocking chair won't go nowhere
Slow down, Willy Boy
Your hearts going to give right out on you
It's true and I believe I know what I should do
Turn the stern and point to shore
The seven seas won't carry us no more
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Billy
I can't wait to sniff that air
Dip and snuff, I won't have no care
That big rocking chair won't go nowhere
Hear the sound, Willy Boy
The Flying Dutchman's on the reef
It's my belief that we've used up all of our time
And the surf's too steep to climb
And the days that we made are worth the time
Oh, to be home again
Down in old Virginny
With my very best friend
They call him Ragtime Billy
Would have been nice just to see the folks
Missing once again to the stale jokes
That big rocking chair won't go nowhere
Oh, to be home again
Oh, to be home again
Oh, to be home again
Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room
With walls of the deepest blue
Home's face: how it ages when you're away
Spring blooms and you find the love that's true
But you don't know what now to do
Cause the chase is all you know
And she stopped running months ago
And all you see
Is where else you could be
When you're at home
Out on the street
Are so many possibilities
To not be alone
The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need
'Cause you knew you were finally free
'Cause all you see is where else you could be when you're at home
Out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
And all you see is where else you could be
When you're at home
Oh, my talking bird
Though you know so few words
They're on infinite repeat
Like your brain can't keep up with your beat.
And you're kept in an open cage
So you're free to leave or stay.
Sometimes you get confused
Like there's a hint i am trying to give you.
The longer you think, the less you know what to do.
It's hard to see your way out
When you live in a house in a house
Cause you don't realize
That the windows were open the whole time.
Oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and furled
I'll love you all your days
Till the breath leaves your delicate face.
It's all here for you as long as your choose to stay.
She maybe young but she only likes old things
And modern music, it ain't to her taste
She loves the natural light captured in black and white
She sees mirages of mountain ranges
Within a blink of her eyes it changes
Back to the open plain, oh no, she can't explain
I cried how love keep your arms around me
I am a bird that's in need of grounding
I'm built to fly away, I never learned how to stay
The night is gonna fall, the vultures will surround you
And when you're looking in the mirror
What you see is gonna astound you
But all these lines and grays refine
They are the maps of our design
Of what began on a Monday morning
Monday morning, Monday morning
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh
Monday morning, Monday morning
Oh, oh oh, oh, oh oh
The night is gonna fall and the vultures will surround you
And when you're looking in the mirror
What you see is gonna astound you
But all these lines and grays refine
They are the maps of our design
Of what began on a Monday morning
Oh yes, the night is gonna fall, the vultures will surround you
And when you're looking in the mirror
What you see is gonna astound you
And all the blow of you from inside the room
That's burning on inside of you
It all began on a Monday morning
Monday morning, Monday morning
Oh, my talking bird
Though you know so few words
They're on infinite repeat
Like your brain can't keep up with your beat.
And you're kept in an open cage
So you're free to leave or stay.
Sometimes you get confused
Like there's a hint i am trying to give you.
The longer you think, the less you know what to do.
It's hard to see your way out
When you live in a house in a house
Cause you don't realize
That the windows were open the whole time.
Oh, my talking bird
Though your feathers are tattered and furled
I'll love you all your days
Till the breath leaves your delicate face.
It's all here for you as long as your choose to stay.
It's all here for you as long as you don't fly away.
We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets.
Idle now... i rearrange the furniture as you sleep.
It's so appropriate... the way we amplify the sound,
And then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again...
We spread out and everyone is frightfully more aware.
So impressed... the cocktail polotics and obscure details.
And it was true that i was truly failing.
But you were gone and i wass home calling around but nothing was found worthwhile.
Holding fast until the rent checks wear thin
because it hasn't sunk in... so far.
Well it's a drab routine, the dust starts building
until it's hard to come clean.
Then the months stack up to an addict crutch
As if the drink weren't enough
A stagger cannot compete
There's no charm in being residential state street
And if I was sober
could I kill caution and stay over
And if I was sober
would I rip hearts apart like paper?
I wish you could know better than you show
with parted lips pointed down
That the whiskey soothes more than you could ever do.
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
And if I was sober
Could I kill caution and stay over?
And if I was sober
Would I rip hearts apart like paper?
What a difference it made
What a difference it made
God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
Remembering when you were mine
In a still suburban town
When every thursday I'd brave those mountain passes
And you'd skip your early classes
And we'd learn how our bodies worked.
God damn the black night with all it's foul temptation
I become what I always hated
When I was with you then
We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
Fumbling to make contact
As the others slept inside
And together there
In a shroud of frost, the mountain air
Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get
Do you remember the JAMC?
And reading aloud from magazines
I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me
I've never been too good with secrets.
No...
And together there
In a shroud of frost and mountain air
Began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have a will of her own
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have it all chromed
The time was going so frequently
She said if I try harder again
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She sells the world annually to a friend
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She always used to live so secretly
She'd be seen in and out of the sound
She's taking on the role of the four winds now
She's having tea there out in the crowd
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have a will of her own
In lieu of what you're saying so frequently
She seems to have, it all adds up
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
"World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
The dream is over.
The dream is over.
And it's unbelievably sad.
It's unbelievably sad,
What I didn't expect.
I was relieved as a broken sled
Everyday I drink vodka and lemonade.
You see we all have our part to play.
And it's unbelievably sad.
It's unbelievably sad.
My downfall began.
I've read the script.
I know how it ends.
The dream is over.
I can't expel the truth
It's much more than i thought i could do
And with time my worth with stain
And split your heart from my name...
So drive away your mouth from my ears
And waste a day so i can think clearly
And what's left to wait for here
As my hands sleep spent this last year
You tried you all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
'cause it's over whenever they say
I quit sending postcards 'cause no one know what to revere,
and the mailman can't come in to explain
So I'm out of gasoline, and I hate see, and it's hard to never mind.
It's hard to never mind.
I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames.
I guess it's all the same anyway
Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
but my point of view's forever changed
All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds.
It's building up, bottled up in time
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send me?
Are you going to find me so the bogs? aren't empty all the time?
I think way too much about the way things should be said
'cause it just can't leave my head all the way.
It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
I think I might get burned anyway
All this gasoline just goes to show not everything is nice.
I do my best, I know not everything is right
All your energy just says to me that you never can't unwind.
Just bring it down, bring it down this time.
Bent at the knee, a last resort
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus, it was quite possible
You'd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end right now...
I can't drive straight counting your fake frowns
Focusing in; details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate's keyed in how
The jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders; nothing would work
It had to end right now...
We can't keep your interest now
Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired...
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers a rock glass,
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip (a loosened grasp)
I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.
I hung my favorite shirt on the floorboard, wrinkled up from pulling pushing tasting.
You keep twisting the truth that keeps me thrown askew.
Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.
Red wine and the cigarettes... hide your bad habits underneath the patio.
It's a backwards attraction
To your forward eyes
But you're so far-sighted
That you can't place trust
In what or who you recognize
We sped the Plymouth across
The banks of the Mississippi river
Mary Timony was smaller
Than a super ball
Chitter-chatter all these secrets
Started giving me the shivers
Plain and simply
Broken down near Olympia
I think your bruise was understated
'Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
That you can't feel this anymore
I think your bruise was understated
'Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
That you can't feel this anymore
I think your bruise was understated
'Cause you can't feel this anymore
It's getting bluer and you can't keep faking
Technicolor girls are always on the phone
talking about their homes
and the conversations continue endlessly.
Technicolor boys, transistor radios
blasting their treble tones
and the arguments are disputed after school,
in the parking lot as the teachers bend the rules.
Patiently you waited for a courting boy's embrace,
then everyone would know.
But the letter jacket wasn't yours to own
and it proves to be on temporary loan.
And as they all grow older the truth will be understood,
The glove compartment is inaccurately named
And everybody knows it.
So i'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all i find are souvenirs from better times
Before the gleam of your taillights fading east
To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document
As the rain beat down on the hood
When i stumbled upon pictures i tried to forget
And that's how this idea was drilled into my head
Cause it's too important
To stay the way it's been
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all
And here i rest where disappointment and regret collide
Lying awake at night (up all night)
Every town has a diner
where I'll meet you, and your friends too.
Things are just a bit nicer over some coffee;
you can tell me all about your day.
I don't know much about you,
not that i want to,
not that i want to.
Sometimes I can't escape from my room so excuse me,
I'll be just a little late.
You will wait for me,
you will wait for me
Every town has a corner,
where I'll see you and your friends too;
hanging out looking cool,
saying the same things over and over (again).
Sometimes we all feel stupid,
we say the wrong things;
you're not the only one.
Sometimes we all get left behind
in a race of style,
it's a dumb thing.
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
you will wait for me
I try to scrape it off, the thought of skin against skin
And move it from the front to back and started go again
But the depression and time breed and multiply
And I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
So punch the clock, two months are up, and I am stuck down
Against the floor the heat rises out and leaves town
As the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
Bring back stories 'cause I will stay behind
That's the story of a boy who tried to play it cool
But found it hard to keep it up when you were changing rules
With the depression and time breed and multiply
'Til I've got more mouths to feed than I could ever
Fit in this auto
You go have a good time
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed
With a single pillow underneath your single head
I guess you decided that that old queen
Holds more space than you would need
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free
And I hope you have more luck with this than me
You used to think that someone would come along
And lay beside you in a space that they belong
But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new
What's the point of holding onto what never gets used
Other than to sit and desire for something new?
And I try not to worry but you've got me terrified
It's like you're in some kind of hurry to say goodbye
Say goodbye, say goodbye
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed
(This... Fire... Grows... High...)
When there's a burning in your heart
An endless fury in your heart
Build it bigger than the Sun
Let it grow
Let it grow
And there's a burning in your heart
Don't be alarmed
(This... Fire... Grows... High...)
When there's a doubt in your mind
'Cos you think it all the time
Framin' rights into wrongs
Move along
Move along
When there's a doubt in your mind
When there's a burning in your heart
And you think it'll burst apart
Oh, there's nothing to fear
Save the tears
Save the tears
When there's a burning in your heart
And if you feel just like a tourist in the city you were born
Then, it's time to go
And you find your destination with so many different places to call home
Cos' when you find yourself a villain,
In the story you have written
It's plain to see
That sometimes the best intentions
Are in need of redemptions
Would you agree
If so, please show me
(This... Fire... Grows... High...)
When there's a burning in your heart,
When there's a burning in your heart, (This... Fire... Grows... High...)
When there's a burning in your heart, (This... Fire... Grows... High...)
When there's a burning in your heart, (This... Fire... Grows... High...)
(This... Fire... Grows... High...)
I'm starting to feel
We stay together out of fear
Of dying alone
I've been slipping through the years
My old clothes don't fit like they once did
So they hang like ghosts
Of the people I've been
It's like my heart can't contain
and I fall in love every day
And I feel like a fool
I have to face the truth
That no one could ever look at me like you do
Like I'm something worth holding on to
There's times I think of leaving
But it's something I'll never do
'Cause you can do better than me
But I can't do better than you
Time for the final bout.
Rows of deserted houses..
All our stable mates are highway bound.
Give us our measly sum:
Getting the air inside my lungs is heavenly.
We're starting out with nothing but crippling doubt.
We'll rest easy (justified).
I've suffered a swift defeat.
I'll endure countless repeats.
The gift of memory is an awful curse,
with age it just gets much worse,
But I won't mind.
I won't mind..
I won't mind..
I won't mind..
Will I have learned so very little
When these bones are old and brittle?
I wait to talk when I should listen
And cloud mistakes with false revisions
All my friends are forward-thinking
Getting hitched and quitting drinking
And I can feel them pulling away
As I'm resigned to stay the same
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
I was once a loyal lover
Whose lips did never seek anothers
But now each love's more like a match
A blinding spark that burns out fast
And they all conclude with the same sentence:
"I've never met someone more self-centered
Who thinks that life with a nice girl's like
Waiting for a bus to work"
And you can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
If you deem it so
Just cut the cord and go
You'll be fine
There's plenty of hills to climb
You can't even begin to know
How many times I've told myself "I told you so"
And you can't even begin to believe
There's so many bridges engulfed in flames behind me
[2X]
You are my army and I would command
"Attack the Holy Land."
And you are that interstate
That I would roll my tanks down.
So color me stunned.
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater
I went to see these battlegrounds
With battlesounds.
And drove to the outskirts
With cars on blocks
And houses run down.
So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater
We'll gather up the family and
Display our diseased organs.
We'll call it pride
We'll celebrate tonight
Tax free and always underpriced.
So color me stunned
And wake the children when done
And put the details in a jar
And bury them underwater
Gravitated towards a taste
For foreign films and modern plays
But that machine could only
Bend to squares five to six times
Before your fingers came unwired...
Weights down so that you could move forwards
Pinch to snub that restless nerve
And knock the wind from one last urge
With two fingers a rock glass,
Time passed and that was that
Quite a slip (a loosened grasp)
... what a way to cut lengthwise...
Lying in a field of black
Underneath the overpass
Mangled in the shards of a metal frame
Woken from the dream by my own name
Well I was such a wretched man
Searching everywhere for a homeland
Now we are under the same sun
Feel it through the leaves let it heal us
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We were both broken in our own ways
Sifting through the rubble for the wrong things
I know you've got a vengeful heart
I cannot be stop soon as I start
But you have seen your darkest rooms
And I have slept in makeshift tombs
And this is where we find our peace
Oh, this is where we are, at least
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
We are the same, we are both safe
Underneath the Sycamore
(Repeat 3 more)
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have a will of her own
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have it all chromed
The time was going so frequently
She said if I try harder again
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She sells the world annually to a friend
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She always used to live so secretly
She'd be seen in and out of the sound
She's taking on the role of the four winds now
She's having tea there out in the crowd
She's flying in the face of fashion now
She seems to have a will of her own
In lieu of what you're saying so frequently
She seems to have, it all adds up
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
She sings, "World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
"World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth
World, shut your mouth, shut your mouth
Put your head back in the clouds and shut your mouth"
Burn it down till the embers smoke on the ground
And start new when your heart is an empty room
With walls of the deepest blue
Home's face: how it ages when you're away
Spring blooms and you find the love that's true
But you don't know what now to do
Cause the chase is all you know
And she stopped running months ago
And all you see
Is where else you could be
When you're at home
Out on the street
Are so many possibilities
To not be alone
The flames and smoke climbed out of every window
And disappeared with everything that you held dear
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need
'Cause you knew you were finally free
'Cause all you see is where else you could be when you're at home
Out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
And all you see is where else you could be
When you're at home
There on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone
When we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls and fall to the ground.
Peel the hardwood back to let them loose from decades trapped and listen so still.
This city is my home, construction noise all day long and gutter punks are bumming change.
So i breed thicker skin and let me lustrous coat fill in and i'll never admit that
I loved you guenivere.
I've always fallen fast with too much trust in the promise that
"no one's ever been here, so you can quell those wet fears."
I want purity, i must have it here right now.
But don't you get me started now.
December's chill comes late, the days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass.
There are piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers, and i'll help you pack.
What ghosts exist behind thses attic walls?
There's got to be a simpler explanation,
'cause i scrimped and i saved just to find that they've been splicing my inventions.
Cold skin and bones and this latitude... we ain't payin' until the heat comes through.
So you slept in a stocking cap and wool scarf.
Promises of payment were upon your shoulders constantly,
But don't forget to entertain 'cause this is your first defense.
A four-year offense to the devoted type.
I may have got an invitation but i wasn't invited.
But i thought that this meant something more than broken hearts and new addictions.
We'll leave our sins within the carpet twine.
We spread out and occupy the cracks in the urban streets.
Idle now... i rearrange the furniture as you sleep.
It's so appropriate... the way we amplify the sound,
And then the neighbors drop by and they ask (us) to turn it down again...
We spread out and everyone is frightfully more aware.
So impressed... the cocktail polotics and obscure details.
And it was true that i was truly failing.
Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead to the pages of yout manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasn't quiet what it seemed... a lack of pleasantries (my able body isn't what it used to be).
I must admist i was charmed by your advances... your advantage left me helplessly into you.
Talking how the group had begun to splinter and i could taste your lipstick on the filter...
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns conviction every time.
My memory cannot recall... a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette and shaved the hours off.
Lushing with the hallway concregation, my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.
We'll correct collegiate mistakes,
A shower of formal ideals,
Completely soused, The hearts on our sleeves,
As they drowned we could hear them screaming,
"Oh what a tragic way to see our final days."
I attempt to talk up the town:
"The answers are in the arches of the 20th Century Towers and in
comfortable cars in motion."
And yet it still remains, this incessant refrain:
"You're just like the rest. Your restlessness
makes you lazy."
Keeping busy is just wasting time and I've wasted what little he gave me.
(All Around) I know the conscious choice was crystal clear,
too clear the slate of former years:
This won't be the last you'll hear from me... it's just the start.
I hope that he keeps you up for weeks like you did to me.
I will hold a candle up to you to singe your skin. brace yourself... i'm bent with bitterness.
When your apologies fail to ring true,
(you're) so slick with that sarcastic slew or phrases like 'i thought you knew', while keeping me in hot pursuit.
Tracing the plot finds skin touching skin (abscence follows).
In the end, i win every time as ink remains.
You'll discover that casual friends kept notes in their pockets to remember your name.
And all thses places we went to see sights just gave them excuses to get into the game.
There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable as the hope that you'll never return in a while.
But you're always on time, so...
Sleeping soundly... the back of the car felt more like a home than i would ever have thought.
And through the evening the engine kept on until we hit chicago and decided to stop.
There's a look in the faces tonight that's untrustable as the hope that you'll never return in a while.
You've been forewarned of the shakedown.
Opinions stamped on the pulp of the tabloid newsstand gossip that's stacked at your door.
You swallowed the last of free MA.
Car starts, four windows lowered away... last views of cityscapes crumbling.
Skyscrapers sink into the ground.
All static, no noise... turn the radio down.
Those bandwidth signals can't reach this far.
Last night i dreamt that i was you. i was dressed all in black with dark glasses and attitude.
Such a pose i could simply not hold through days in a northern town that i had once called a home.
Your studies for fringe new york streets... i was reading the pavement in every work you would speak.
To a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on...
Buying drinks for the poets upstate, this southern corrupting towed you down the interstate,
And they all said that you were the king of gloomy disruption that surfaced when you would speak.
This town simply cannot compete so i'm packing my Bullets and Silverstones
And heading east to a "brownstone up three flights of stairs" and it's on...
If i could have (had) my way this year would bridge '66 (again?)
Trust fund hipsters were casing the room chock full of amphetamines.
The overturned kick drum book set the pace with incomparable cool.
I'll take the best of your bad moods and dress them up to make a better you,
'cause all the company calls amount to one paycheck.
I'd squeeze a heart through my fingertip but i type too slow to make expressions stick.
And it's like TV with a microchip.
Set your sights to sink the partyline, 'cause it's so tired.
Set your sights! destroy this mock-shrine, 'cause it's so tired.
Let's cut our losses at both ends and aim your car away from all our friends,
Leaving the dishes stacked in the sink.
I'd keep a distance 'cause the complications cloud it all,
And mail a postcard sending grettings from the eastern bloc.
Synapse to synapse... possoibilities will thin or fade.
Synapse to synapse... the possibility's thin.
I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings on your wedding date.
The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that i took were so real.
And i kept a distance... the complications cloud the postcards and blips through fiberoptics,
As the girls with the pigtails were running from little boys wearing bowties their parent bought...
"i'll catch you this time!"
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly... i'll tell you mine.
You were the one but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Synapse to synapse...
The sneaky kids had attached beer cans to the bumper so they could drive up and down the main drag.
People would turn to see who's making the racket. it's not the first time.
When they lay down the fish will swim upstream and i'll contest but they won't listen when the casualty rate's near 100%,
And there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving...
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
Screaming, drunk, disorderly... i'll tell you mine.
You were the one but i can't spit it out when the date's been set.