1. |
Lost My Place
03:22
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If I could stand the same degree of heat, I’d run the triathlon
I watched a man with half my speed get up and run with his khakis on
If I would go to sleep on time, I’d wake up and write before the light came in
Stayed up late then slept past nine, the sunrise has let the shame win
If I could stop pretending
and second guessing
Never play dumb again
I’ll grow old waiting
for the right mood on a sunny day
It’s not worth chasing
Perfection the hard way
I’ll force myself, to write this song
An armored shell that’s cracked before too long
My best intentions
can’t do the same
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2. |
Fight From the Inside
03:43
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Verse 1:
Just let the tv pass the time
It’s strange to think that heros disguised and a way to save lives
Is staying home and drinking wine
It’s our reluctant holiday
from the human racetrack
Out the window, it’s nature’s crescendo
How did it sound so far away
Chorus:
I remember what you said
It takes time for closure
And If you feel the dread
The days grow closer still
That’s human force of will
Verse 2:
We’re in a global marathon
Dragged along a treadmill
The legs are tired but do what’s required
The invisible penalty
We judge other people as
radiation by affiliation
Bridge:
I’m only watching from a distance, while the others march to war
everyday soldiers in persistence, of a calm worth waiting for
I had a dream that in the ocean down past where light forgets to go
There rose a voice from the commotion
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3. |
Identity Theft
03:03
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Verse 1:
If you’re the hit, I’m the sequel,
made half as much.
A shameless copy of the real thing.
I live in the bargain bins
but still counting it as a win
I only feed off inspiring hosts
It’s one sided, but they were done with it anyway
I’ll never have my fill
There’s always more of that talent spill
Chorus:
It’s hard to make art not built on the shoulders of those you most adore
But it’s just a start, a branching path to move forward, exciting just to explore
Verse 2:
Underneath my microscope, I study everything
Frantically taking notes and analyzing the view
Bridge:
The thieves aren’t here alone
and when they feel the covers blown
They disperse into the night
a tangled mess just out of sight
You’ll feel a lot better once you’ve found your feet
You have to sample all the best food just to cut your teeth
Yes, everybody needs to eat
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4. |
Dream Motel
02:45
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Verse 1:
If paper folds in the wrong direction a crease can seem impractical to smooth
And the dream motel is always easier to choose
To watch your worst color choice of paint dry, a clear reminder on the walls
But the dream motel doesn’t mind it much at all
Chorus:
We’re getting older, and more refined
but the faded line is getting harder to trace
And if you hear a door close just behind
Keep a spare key just in case
Verse 2:
A full continental breakfast can’t hide the microwave’s M.O.
But the dream motel isn’t offering chateau
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5. |
Rude Passenger
03:44
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Verse 1:
I’ve seen my life without your calculus
The same fraction reduced through educated guess
I used to let equations rule me, like a self appointed king
Tradition or not, I will no longer kiss the ring
Chorus:
Full stop, I revel in the silence
Are you forward thinking now
Or just good at freaking out
Verse 2:
Your voice was like a drum played off rhythm, dusk to dawn
But I can fortify the walls your beating on
(and I will) thank god there’s ways to turn you down
You can’t scare me
With just a little meditation, an image grows clear, a tiger in the snow
The climate and the lack of vegetation, make you obvious and slow
Bridge:
Your anxious drone disturbs my garden
I should cut you down like hedges overgrown
I circle back, patrol the margins
You’ll never get back here inside my outer zones
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