1. |
Faith In Time
03:13
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I could consider religion
Study the portents and the signs
Maybe decide that there’s no point in anything
Or I could look deep inside
Listen to a heart in need still beating
Breathe deep and open up my mouth to sing
And have faith in time
It’s all going to work somehow
I have the sweat of my brow
That’s everything in the here and now
I have faith in time
More than good sense will allow
Let’s write a new page and rage
on this stage before our final bow
I could consider the science
To be fair it’s gotten us this far
It’s helped us to thrive even saved a few lives
So while I’m still alive and free
I can choose to act accordingly
on behalf of whatever helps the world survive
What will help
the world survive
is faith in time
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2. |
Fan Service
03:44
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It will always be a source of friction
that you asked me to co-create the fiction
or live inside a love revealed to be another lie
There's no in-joke inside
Just winks and asides
these celebrity cameos
a little too on the nose
Now there's no one left to enthrall
against this failed fourth wall
No fan service
Your teases are direct and deliberate
But these good times that you threaten me with
are pushes and shoves revealed to be another lie
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3. |
Finished
03:57
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Under the mirrorball you think you see them all
Hundreds of thousands of super sharp spotlights
Shining down above us almost as if they love us
Spinning round overhead in noises and nights
Are you finished or are you done
When it’s over did you have fun
And moving like distant stars in perpetual motion
And watching us dance until the world is out of time
Or maybe like fish underneath waves of an ocean
As every question unanswered becomes a bit sublime
Started out trading moments in time for memories
Reflecting upon reflection dazzled by misdirection
Discovering how emotions supercharged your energy
How physical presence is no substitute for affection
Keep moving like distant stars in perpetual motion
Keep watching us dance until the world is out of time
Keep watching us dance until we see the rising sun
As every question answered slowly shrinks to one
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4. |
Found
03:12
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I’m found I’m found
and I’m gonna stay around
for a while and I’ll smile
because it feels good to
I’m found I’m found
and this is the happy sound
I make out loud when I know
where I am and what to do
I didn’t always know
How to move, where to go
I didn’t always plainly see
all of what was meant for me
Not so long ago I tried to cope
poor tools worse information
But even lost I still had hope
Of elation in a better location
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5. |
Heartstring Theory
04:00
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I thought that I could be untrue
Untied from you
and my premise was sadly correct
but I could only connect
with lookalikes I saw
with your worst virtues
and your best flaws
There’s no point in escape velocity
while still seeking some reciprocity
Heartstring theory has me in a state
Simultaneously early and then too late
All physics no feel, a death worse than fate
And I lose because I hesitate
I thought that I could be unbound
Unknotted with you
not around bit I find gravity
upsets even random objects
I need to see what I saw
All your worst virtues
all your best flaws
There’s no quantity of quantum joy
Until you let me be your girl or your boy
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6. |
Incendiary
03:51
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You're a snowflake in an avalanche falling
from a height when warmer weather's calling
passing up your chance to be history's actor
to blame a backstory's fractional factor
Now that we are splintered shards
and moving on to other hard truths
Justifications fill my dance card
for how well I never knew you
If others won't believe in the better world
why respond to cries of distress and disaster?
there'll never be some flapping flag unfurled
under which all may salute some mighty master
Now that we are splintered shards
and moving on to other cruelties
Justifications fill my dance card
for how well you never knew me
We watch the sparks
We mind the wind
In case what catches fire gets scary
We’re wide of the mark
But that’s what we find
When disposing of something incendiary
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7. |
It Must Be Me
02:36
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I realized the other day
that we don’t work the way we ought to
With you I never get my way
I’m captured when I thought I caught you
Every moment that we spend
feels authentically like pretend
Used to be what was real required faking
Now I see the mess we’re making
If it isn’t you then maybe it must be me
And now the sun is out
the low clouds tossed aside by new breeze
It’s a moment I can’t help but capture
so hold this camera and say cheese
Every moment that we spent
has given up the ghost gotten up and went
Used to bend to keep from breaking
Now we see what I’m no longer taking
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8. |
Levels
02:44
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I know you can’t hear me
More likely to laugh at my look than fear me
Easily dismissed as such
Everything everyone ain’t meant to stay in touch
This is not an arcade
No save point just a slow fade
This situation serious as your life
These levels don’t care if you don’t survive
I see you taking chances
Ain’t promised happy endings in romances
Careless when bellies rumble
as if you could care less if a bag you fumble
I told you look out
But even lookouts have limits my dude
The next time it’s silent
Sound you hear'll be me not talking to you
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9. |
Machinery
02:49
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It’s not me
It’s just the machinery
Extending me everywhere
but it’s not as if you care
It’s not you
you’re the machinery too
buttons and gears between
everything seen and unseen
It’s not us
we’re the machinery we trust
we give it power over wishes
it asks us gently if we mean vicious
It’s not them
they know you’ve got machinery too
they set in motion a competition
we know how it comes to fruition
It’s just machinery
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10. |
Mercy
03:31
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When you said love was a hard sell
I didn’t think you were thinking prison
Then you begged my pardon and I said well
Seeing yourself without me takes vision
I’m no officer I’m no jury or judge
But your ruling may get me to hold a grudge
Make mine mercy
Spare this love one day more
make mine mercy
and don’t run out the jail door
I told you love is a delayed hearing
A jury box with everyone in it missing
A courtroom with no need of clearing
And a blindfolded lady can’t see us kissing
But I’ll beg even though you won’t budge
Consider me for clemency here’s a tiny nudge
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11. |
Needle Swings
03:48
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Needle swings within
the compass housing
points toward the door
just before they walk in
suddenly you’re wearing
what on anyone else
without your good looks
would be the silliest grin
I could be truly sad
if I had even the nerve
the courage or the spine
to make you aware of me
the way dawn greets day
or dusk melts into night
at least it would be all right
but it will never be all right
Needle swings within
the compass housing
points toward the window
just before they bid adieu
the grin fades as it came
a glowing array going away
but somehow in its absence
leaving something new
Needle swings within
the compass housing
points toward my face
just as mine points back
A magic sign as magnets align
as maps unfold and expand
Lucky we’ve two compasses
to survey and explore this new land
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12. |
Say Everything
03:23
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These days thesauruses and dictionairies
taunt me from bookshelves, say how dare he
show his face around the place in the wake
of his last big mistake, he was shown to be fake
If I could have said everything
found a way to make the words sing
They’d have flown from my mouth
maybe none of it would’ve gone south
between us back then, leaving me
remembering when I could say everything
I couldn’t say what my lover was needing
to hear, so the tears and the feelings appeared
and the text messages, well, they were left on read
and the deed has been done, there will be no more fun
I wish I could say everything
as if everything would bring my lover back
as if everything was everything that we lacked
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13. |
That Airport Kiss
03:36
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There are people around me and they're following signs
Pulling into parking lots and plodding in straight lines
Tuning out safety messages meant to soothe their fears
Waiting for takeoff and chewing gum to spare their ears
Some drive hundreds of miles for that airport kiss
Some fly thousands of miles for that airport kiss
There's a person who won't be at the gate when I land
No signs or parking lots or straight lines for 'em to stand
No safety messages for that solo flight's passenger
Their ceiling is clearly unlimited so why am I not happier
Some drive hundreds of miles for that airport kiss
Some fly thousands of miles for that airport kiss
Two lips meeting two lips
Two arms in two arms entwined
Breath and body taking trips
Love giving eyesight to the blind
Two lips meeting two lips
With post-baggage pickup plans
Not to mention travel tips
Lovemaking, it still has its fans
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14. |
The Afterlove
02:56
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A party on the city edge was where my eyes met yours
A chair I sat in quietly until you came through those doors
A crowd that ebbed and flowed like water filtered by mesh
A lap you sat in and arms that held you against my flesh
The afterlife I'm not scared of
as much as I am the afterlove
A leg that gently trembled underneath your willing mass
A hand sloping down shoulders settling against your ass
A back that leaned into my front and bent to turn my way
A mouth finding mine and speaking without a word to say
A ride through the city over a bridge to a subway station
A note seeking to meet and maybe test out infatuation
An answer ruling out anything similar to previous events
An answer ruling out anything
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15. |
The Interpreter
03:25
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Language was never your strong suit
oh I wished you were smart as you were cute
but we all receive certain talents in life
mine was to steer you through your strife
I was the interpreter
between me and you,
between him and her
I filled in the whistling gap
between who you were,
where you were on the map
Words were what you needed to know
And others’ ears needed to hear your show
I was a necessary intermediary
Compensated occasionally, let’s say very
Image as everything was the scripture
Love should never have entered the picture
but we all receive certain duties on the job
yours was to ignore my every lovelorn sob
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16. |
Way To You
03:16
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I once knew happiness and heat
warmth and color bright and sweet
Darkness was a fairy tale some told
Be careful of the waning moon
the shadowy opposite of noon
Lock your windows up block out the cold
Now I’m here for you tonight
I know I’m an unexpected sight
Don’t wanna know your kindness
Let’s try out temporary blindness
And the way I feel
I feel some type of way
I’m feeling my way to you
Hoping you’ll see me through
All I ever knew was random
official but superficial fandoms
A million tiny manufactured consents
But over time I grew to hate them
I could roll my eyes and outwait them
or report for duty, offer you my assents
Now I’m here for you tonight
I know I’m an unexpected sight
Don’t wanna know your sadness
Let’s try out temporary madness
And the way I feel
I feel some type of way
I’m feeling my way to you
Hoping you’ll see me through
Appealing to stay with you
Hoping you’ll say what to do
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Saint and Kings San Pablo, California
I’m a singer-songwriter using guitars and keyboards to craft distinctive dispatches from intimate interiors, vast exteriors and all points in between. Drawing on years of pop, soul, indie, folk and dance-music fandom, I try to turn observations and narratives into succinct sonic snapshots. ... more
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